The person who was blocking Qu Jianlei finally stood up.
Since the other party didn't want to sell the mutated beast's meat, he didn't mean to make things difficult for him.
The weapons on the other side did not scare him, but he could kill a B-level mutant beast alone, so there was no doubt about his strength.
So he said simply, "If crystals are produced, we will charge a high price."
After all, it is a place with rules! Qu Jianlei couldn't help but sigh secretly.
However, he did not rush to pick up the meat, but said, "I can give you half of it."
The other party didn't speak either, but looked at him with interest, with a faint sarcastic smile on his lips.
Qu Jianlei didn't look at him and said to himself, "I want to learn how to distinguish mutant crystals."
"You dream," the man turned aside, not even bothering to look at the other person anymore.
Qu Jianlei is very thin-skinned. He really wants to learn, so he will not care about the other party's arrogance and reluctantly give it a try.
If that didn't work, forget it. He took off the Gauss rifle and used the barrel to pick out the two fans of meat.
With two consecutive skillful moves, the two pieces of meat weighed more than 200 kilograms and were directly lifted onto his shoulders in the air.
Then he left quickly.
When the three people saw him taking off his gun, they subconsciously felt a little wary. Unexpectedly, they ended up doing this.
Seeing him disappear into the distance with brisk steps, the three of them were speechless for a moment.
After a long time, the machine gunner sitting in the carriage said in shock, "He is really... a master!"
Wastelanders are generally in better physical condition, so walking with hundreds of kilograms of stuff on their backs is not a big deal.
But with a flick of the wrist, hundreds of kilograms of meat can fly, which is really not something ordinary people can do.
The man blocking the road looked a bit unhappy. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Who is this... for?"
However, what he thought was not entirely correct. Qu Jianlei did this not only to demonstrate, but also to guard against their violent revolt.
If you squat down to carry the meat, your posture will be quite inconvenient.
He remained on guard all the way, and only relaxed a little after walking five kilometers.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw several motorcycles in the distance and let out a sigh of relief.
"I can come to this place often, which is very helpful for me to break through myself."
The return trip is much easier, there are motorcycles specially designed to pick you up.
Someone opened his mouth and asked for ten kilograms of golden bear meat before giving it to him. In the end, Qu Jianlei chose a three kilogram meat.
It was midnight when he returned outside the settlement, and he got off the car two kilometers away from the small courtyard.
In short, he didn't want anyone to notice the abnormality, so he just tried to keep a low profile.
The next day, the smell of meat wafted in the yard, and Xiao Jing didn't go out, helping Fugui with the prey.
Originally he suggested pickling it, but Qu Jianlei had an idea and wanted to make pork floss.
Meat floss has extremely high heat per unit and is durable in storage. This is how he is preparing to cross the endless mountains.
Although Hong Yi is very calm now, it is necessary for him to be prepared for danger in times of peace.
Most of the lynx meat and a small amount of golden bear meat are made into floss, and the rest is eaten fresh.
I have meat at home, so I don’t go out much in the cracks, so I’ll be back on time for dinner.
Then, he was surprised by Fugui's appetite. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but look at it again and again.
Qu Jianlei had something to say to him, "Crack, there's something wrong with the map you gave me."
"There can be no problem," Fissure couldn't help but reply, "This has been verified by many people."
Qu Jianlei didn't argue with him, "Be careful when collecting other information and don't make any mistakes again."
Fissure was stunned for a moment, nodded silently, and said nothing more.
Qu Jianlei was injured this time and it took him five days to recover. The skin and flesh injuries were not fully healed, let alone bone fractures.
In the meantime, he's even building some gadgets - Wastelanders really aren't that squeamish.
On the sixth day, he even started playing "Ba Duan Jin" and felt that the pain in his shoulder blades was not that severe.
Xiao Jing told him to rest for two more days, but he said it wouldn't be a problem.
After all, time waits for no one.
Moreover, he believes that since he started practicing the "Unknown Qi Refining Technique", his recovery ability should be much stronger.
Otherwise, if he can eat so much, where will all the energy go?
After a day, the scabs began to fall off, and tender new flesh actually grew.
Ten days later, Qu Jianlei felt that he had fully recovered and went hunting again.
This time I will come back twelve days later.
He brought back a dozen wire snakes, two pangolins and most of a fan of steel-haired wild boars.
Qu Jianlei was injured again. The steel-haired wild boar was also a mutated beast. Although it was not in the upper level, it was still difficult to deal with.
The key is that this guy is not afraid of death.
Qu Jianlei suffered a sprain this time. When he was dodging, he accidentally stepped on a round stone and caused it himself.
However, he highly suspected that his ankle was also broken.
This time he rested for eight days before the swelling in his feet subsided. During this period, he could not even practice the Nameless Qi Refining Technique.
But his appetite was still the same, and little Kyoto couldn't help but think to himself that he had to find some way to make money.
However, such risks also paid off. On the third day after the swelling on his feet subsided, Qu Jianlei finally broke through the bottleneck.
If nothing else, he should be at the fifth level of Qi Refining.
After breaking through the bottleneck, he was able to practice peacefully for a while.
However, after practicing for twenty days, he went into the mountains again. While practicing, he also hunted for meat.
This time he wandered for more than ten days, but the harvest was not very good, so he shot three salt sheep.
The Salt Sheep tastes very delicious and has a salty taste. Unfortunately, it is not a mutant beast and does not contain much energy.
But when he came back, there was an unexpected surprise waiting for him.
Crack heard the news that someone secretly wanted to sell a broken mecha!
Mecha! When Qu Jianlei heard this, he couldn't help but asked, "What type, how much was it damaged, and what's the price?"
The cracks can be determined, the mecha is a transport type, and the intactness rate may be 60 to 80%.
As for the price... eight thousand silver dollars is the same price.
For Qu Jianlei, the price is not a big problem, and a transportation mecha is exactly what he wants.
The load-bearing capacity of the mecha itself is extremely strong. With one mecha, the probability of climbing over the endless mountains is greatly increased.
It would be even better if he specializes in transportation. It can be said that this is the most suitable one for him.
However, there is a problem, "I need to inspect the goods before trading."
"That's impossible," crack replied simply, "the other party firmly refuses to agree to inspect the goods."
Qu Jianlei didn't answer his words and just looked at him indifferently: Is this how you want to find out information from me?
He was a little embarrassed when he saw the cracks, and explained sarcastically, "Even a broken mecha is still contraband."
The wasteland's control over mechas is indeed very strict, much stricter than that of Gold. If caught, you will basically die.
Qu Jianlei waved his hand and said calmly, "No need to contact, whoever wants to buy can buy."
He even had some doubts as to whether the crack had been negotiated with someone to trick him.
As the same saying goes, loyalty and betrayal are happening in every corner of the wasteland all the time.
Qu Jianlei's sense of security is very low, but he knows how to restrain his hope.
Then Xiaojing also found the crack to communicate, "Don't you have some bad intentions?"
"Where is it?" What Xiang couldn't stand the most was Xiaojing's misunderstanding of him.
"You are also from a settlement. How strict are the mecha controls...don't you know?"
"I really don't know," Xiao Jing said bluntly, "I had a mecha at home back then."
"What...what kind of family is this?" Hua Xiu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, "How could it be so miserable like this?"
"I'm asking you now," Xiao Jing said impatiently, "Are you conspiring with others to deceive Brother Fugui?"
"How dare I cheat him?" Xiang spread his hands and replied with a wry smile.
"Every once in a while, I come back from fighting mutant beasts from the endless mountains. Am I crazy? I'm trying to trick this kind of person?"
Xiao Jing thought about it, and then sighed, "Xiao Jing, if you want to leave, just tell me, we won't stop you."
"But it's better not to do such unreasonable things."
The conversation between them could not be hidden from Qu Jianlei's ears. He smiled slightly when he heard the words. Xiao Jing was still too kind.
If Rift really wants to leave, he will never show mercy - this guy still knows a lot.
Facing Xiaojing's words, Huaifu also fell silent. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, "Alas~"
Qu Jianlei kept two of the salt sheep he shot this time to eat, and the remaining one... was sold.
Those meat tyrants are mainly stuck with the meat of mutated beasts, and they don't care much about ordinary beast meat.
This salt sheep is extremely delicious, and its meat is much more expensive than ordinary mutated animal meat.
Therefore, it is inevitable to sell one to subsidize expenses.
Qu Jianlei gave up his pursuit of mechas, but the news still affected him, and he began to think about a jetpack.
The jetpack was Blue Star's concept. When he traveled through time, this thing was only in the laboratory manufacturing stage.
There may be a few samples, but the performance is absolutely unstable.
However, Qu Jianlei knew that the design plan was relatively mature and there were only two manufacturing bottlenecks.
One is material and the other is energy.
However, in the wasteland, these two bottlenecks are really nothing, even if it is an apocalyptic scene.
As Qu Jianlei entered the fifth level of Qi Refining, Xiaohu's speed became slightly faster and he was easier to summon.
Basically not much mutant beast crystals were consumed, and Xiaohu had already adjusted the various designs and data of the flight backpack.
These things were not developed by it, but purely collected from big data.
The data collected in this way has too much information and data hidden, and it is actually just several large frameworks.
But for Qu Jianlei, that was enough. He would solve the problems of materials and energy.
This time, he rarely stayed in the courtyard for twenty days.
In addition to practicing, he is perfecting the design of the flight backpack.
As for asking Xiaohu to help? Qu Jianlei said, I'd better do it myself, that guy is too hungry for mutant crystals.
On the twentieth day, he went hunting in the mountains again.
This time he was determined to kill some mutant beasts and sell them for money. The materials for making a flight backpack were really expensive.
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