CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 90: 6,000 POINTS IN HAND, TUYAN AND THE VIP

"No problem. Are you leaving again?"

Su Yueyue’s clear response pulled Lin Feng back to reality from his distraction.

The latter nodded and said:

"Going out for a bit, I’ll be back soon. After that, I have to go to the Oasis with Father Su An to handle some matters."

"Have you ever been to the Oasis? It’s my first time going, and I don’t know what it’s like up there."

Su Yueyue showed a hesitant expression and shook her head:

"No, my dad has never taken me up there. From what he said about the Oasis, it doesn’t seem like a good place..."

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

This was different from what he thought and the descriptions circulating among the Deserters.

But Father Su An must have his reasons for not letting his daughter go up there.

It seems the waters on the Oasis Battleship run deep.

"No worries, go eat quickly."

Lin Feng replied with a smile, preparing to leave. Right now, he wasn’t in the mood to eat; he needed to first transfer the newly acquired six thousand points to his account and then quickly deal with the remaining jerky.

Seeing Lin Feng eager to leave, Su Yueyue hesitated to speak, finally watching the three-wheeler depart with a sigh.

Today is Holy Spring Day, and she wanted to follow Lin Feng to visit other villages, just like Huang Xinming.

But Su An certainly wouldn’t agree.

Returning to the Rock Horse Battle Car by the iron cage, Lin Feng immediately made arrangements for the upcoming actions.

Ding Yi needed to take care of the two planting boxes, cultivate venomous insects, rear the Rock-Horned Horses, and improve the domestication techniques.

So she had to stay behind.

Lin Feng decided to let Liu Qian stay as well; both of them were currently only at Level 12 and could continue consuming Level 13 horse meat to increase their evolution level.

Moreover, the two of them could keep each other company.

Leaving the planting boxes and some high-level horse meat behind, the remaining five boarded the battle car and left Holy Spring Village, heading all the way to the Fifth Village.

At this moment, the other four villages also stopped, gradually forming four large camps.

However, only the outskirts of the Fifth Village became a gathering place for the Deserters, with the lively Holy Spring Gathering on the right side.

The last row of Slave Masters arrived late, forming the final ring of the gathering.

Many Deserters who couldn’t survive would voluntarily sell themselves for a bite of food or a sip of water; of course, more of them were part of specialized Deserted Village Squads that traded in slaves.

They often disguised themselves as normal teams to deceive those survivors who had just woken up.

Among the Deserters, the demand for slaves wasn’t high; the main everyday clients of the Slave Masters were the Permanent Residents of the Four Major Villages.

For this reason, they would specially train their slaves according to the different needs of their clients.

As Lin Feng’s team’s battle car passed by, its unique design was quite conspicuous among the crowd, immediately attracting many gazes.

Encountering the Slave Master from a previous transaction, he courteously took off his cowboy hat and greeted warmly:

"Long time no see. If you need anything in the future, we can provide custom services to meet any of your needs."

The experienced Slave Master could tell at a glance that Lin Feng and his team had become a powerful Desert Hunting Team, an advanced client from Oasis Town.

Not only did they spend lavishly, but they were also extravagantly generous.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Feng nodded, accepting a finger-width item handed over by the other party, focusing to see it wrapped in white paper with tobacco inside.

It turned out to be a hand-rolled cigarette.

Lin Feng had seen this thing in the shops of Nongzhuang Village.

Just one or two strands of tobacco would cost fifty points.

Converted, it was one point per gram.

And one point equaled a piece of ordinary dehydrated jerky weighing one kilogram.

Thus, the price of cigarettes was extremely high, deemed the most luxurious commodity among the villages of Oasis Town.

After all, Sea Buckthorn Fruit Wine still contained sugar and alcohol and could be considered half a food source, but the tobacco had no use other than numbing the nerves.

It was purely for enjoyment.

Moreover, the growing process of this thing consumed a lot of fresh water; as early as the end of Old Earth, tobacco had become a scarce commodity, and Lin Feng, as a small foreman in a construction team, would usually only get a few sticks distributed by the general contractor or overseer, mostly giving them to his team members to win their support.

Unexpectedly, his next encounter with handed-out cigarettes would be from the most notorious Slave Master on the Wasteland.

But considering the other party’s special identity,

Lin Feng found it understandable.

After all, the wool comes from the sheep’s back.

To sell at a high price, the Slave Master had to maintain a good relationship with their employer.

And an Evolver and his Desert Hunting Team were the best high-net-worth clients in the Wasteland.

They had no shortage of money, and needed to vent pressure, alleviate the tension of life and death.

But for Lin Feng, the team already didn’t lack women, if there was a need, why go to great lengths?

Moreover, he felt he was still getting the short end of the stick.

After politely accepting the cigarette, he said a few courteous words and bid farewell.

Liu Mingfei released the brake, and the battle car continued to roll slowly through the crowd at low speed.

Lin Feng threw the hand-rolled cigarette to him:

"You smoke, don’t you?"

Liu Mingfei happily took the cigarette, nodded, and then placed it under his nose, taking a big whiff.

The familiar smell made his mouth water, but recalling Lin Feng didn’t smoke and there were three other women in the car, he restrained his impulse and placed the cigarette aside.

Shortly, their slightly faster speeding battle car headed towards the Fifth Village, encountering guards and patrol teams at the gate. Lin Feng took out the Desert Hunting Team badge, and the other party immediately perked up.

The captain of the patrol team was an Evolver and naturally recognized the strength of Lin Feng’s group.

With a smiling face, they directly gave them a pass.

And arranged for two guards to lead the way in front, clearing the crowd on the road to make room for a smooth passage for the battle car.

Indeed, strength is the guarantee of status.