Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 15 Chapter 015 The agent is really rich

The two guards who had been notified just took the photos with flashlights and waved to let them go without finding anything unusual.

Then the two of them hid in the guard box and started talking again: “Look, this guy finally has a little smile on his face, it must be a happy delivery task completed.”

“Brother is wise.”

After leaving a few hundred meters away, Link stopped on the side of the road, took out the only item stored in the game backpack, quickly opened it, and the green dollar bills were in sight.

He finally couldn’t help laughing out loud, and soon turned into a hahaha laugh: This harvest… is so sweet.

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The D area I visited before was all small warehouses, with only ten and twenty squares warehouses, specifically for single-person or small-family customers with few things.

The difference between the two is only 2.5 meters in one bay and four meters in the other.

In other words, the depth of the two warehouses is not more than five meters, and the collection function of the game backpack is exactly five meters.

That’s why he didn’t choose a large warehouse area with more supplies next door.

The experiment at home made him feel the process of mental power coverage, and naturally found out some details of the use of the collection function.

For example…how to collect objects within five meters that are not locked in the line of sight? The answer is still mental power.

In the case of non-visual lock, the thought of his collection will turn his mental power into an extremely weak wave, sweeping through all the items in the range of trying to collect.

To use an improper analogy, this is similar to a mental X-ray machine.

In the beginning, Link was unfamiliar with this collection method. Often people walked past, but the scan showed omissions, or there were too many things, and it was too late to judge the meaning of the messy feedback inside.

That’s why he walked slowly next to the door, and stood down from time to time to look at and ask questions.

After walking for more than ten minutes, he has found the trick to this way of collecting, that is-only find what he might need.

The mental power scan also consumes energy. It takes more than forty minutes to spend five energy points (blue bars).

Although the energy value will recover slowly over time, the speed is extremely slow.

Around 10:30 in the morning, he killed the group of gangsters who blocked the road and robbed. Each time he fired three consecutive shots, it required two points of energy, which consumed a total of twenty-four points.

The energy recovery rate is about 12 o’clock an hour, about 10%, which is enough under normal circumstances.

However, the energy value is closely related to the mental state.

Once it falls below 50%, Link will feel tired and have difficulty concentrating.

Below 30%, my head is like playing games for days and nights, feeling dizzy, stinging, and extremely sleepy.

There is no money for energy potions in the training ground, and he can take a lot of medicine to replenish it, but in reality there is no such condition.

Therefore, in order to reduce the risk of “half blue” or even “empty blue”, Link directly gives up any larger items. Anyway, it is basically either furniture or a car.

The shape and tactile feedback may also be abandoned for electrical appliances, wood, and ordinary paper.

These things are completely rubbish to him.

The focus is on boxes, boxes, and packages in various hidden places.

After all, warehouses are only relatively reliable, and anyone who is so stupid to put valuable things on the surface will immediately be distracted.

With pertinence, his footsteps in the second half of the journey began to quicken.

The high-value items harvested are: two large bags of items that are not washing powder, a weapon cabinet hidden in the closet, and a black leather briefcase that looks ordinary but very sturdy.

There are many other scattered banknotes, gems, guns and bullets, but he doesn’t bother to waste energy.

The black leather briefcase was in the closet with the concealed weapon cabinet, and the bag and weapon bullets were naturally taken out.

The five long and short guns in the cabinet are HK416, G36C, USP from Heikeng (HK) Company, and SCAR and FN57 from FN Company.

Then the black leather briefcase is forty centimeters long, 30 centimeters wide, and 10 centimeters high. It weighs a lot. It seems to contain a lot of documents, but in fact it contains neatly arranged US bills.

Good guys! Link’s direct good guy: Who is so rich!

After counting down to the banknotes, I found that there were five more passports.

When I opened it, I saw that the passport at the beginning was a young woman whose name was Victor Bitt, but every name in the back was changed. The skin color was Asian, African, European and American.

However, the facial contours of the women in the photos are a bit similar, apparently made by a single person with makeup.

Lin Ke was surprised: “Hey, beautiful agent, do you still play makeup?”

With this insincere sigh, he put the dollar bills into the storage space, threw the passport back to the briefcase, and threw it into Lake Michigan by the highway.

He only needs money, no matter what spies.

Does this beautiful agent have any more skills? Then you must be able to find him.

The briefcase contains 30 stacks of U.S. dollar bills in two verticals and three verticals.

Each stack should be 100 sheets, all 20 denominations, all old banknotes.

This choice… really an agent.

Therefore, Link, who had just spent his money, became rich overnight and gained 60,000 more cash.

This is higher than the full royalties for his first novel, and there is no tax, which is simply beautiful.

In a good mood, Link hummed all the way and rushed to the gas station.

After filling up the Raptor’s gas tank, he stuffed a five-dollar tip to the staff: “I want to buy a little more gasoline, the one that can be immediately filled in the car and pulled away, is there?”

“We provide ready-made 55-gallon barrels of gasoline, but the price will be a little higher, and only cash.” The staff quickly put away the tip, and answered with a sincere smile on his face.

Link: “How much is a bucket?”

The staff smiled brighter: “250 dollars.”

Link’s face went dark immediately: “A bucket here is worth ?”

Gasoline, whose price has risen in disguise, is almost US$200 a barrel, and it is still charging that high now.

The staff has been accustomed to the questioning of customers in the past two days, and shook his head calmly: “No, sir. 200 oil, 30 aliquots, 20 barrels.”

Isn’t that a special 250? Link: “First… two barrels, 499.”

“No problem.” The staff responded at once.

There is a commission for such high-priced cash sales, and a barrel can cost more than 50 cents.

After a while, Link darkened his face and pulled up two barrels of high-priced oil and left.

In the rearview mirror, the staff’s smiling faces are still bright: “Welcome to visit next time.”

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Link’s face: “Of course, I will come again soon.”

Next time, I’ll be a dog for one more cent! He swears so in his heart.

This gas station is naturally the gas station of the Gulf Company that Delia helped him find out.

Originally, he was only planning to add a tank of gas and observe the environment by the way, but the large amount of money he had just received made him headstrong.

Sure enough, willfulness comes at a price-this is more money.

But it’s only 99 dollars, the big deal next time I move one more bucket, 200 dollars will be back.