Three silver lights appeared, and Su Lin felt a pang of disappointnt.
"Seems like the probability of getting a golden entry is indeed low.
"And here cos the hundred push-ups again."
This ti, this entry can be selected though.
But...
After reading the effect of the entry, Su Lin’s gaze instantly focused on the first entry.
"Copy an item or building from an ally’s hand once a month!"
What a deal!
Su Lin exclaid what a deal!
Freeload?
I’d call it a free grab!
Thinking that today was the auction for Tier One Blueprints, Su Lin didn’t hesitate and chose this one.
The question now is how this entry defines "ally" and "hand."
But whether or not he can copy today’s Tier One chanism Blueprint, Su Lin wouldn’t lose out.
Once he reaches the Town-level Camp in the future, he can fully duplicate chanisms from others in the town.
One free grab per month.
Profit!
...
Xu Zhong arrived early in the morning at Wuyin Village with his team.
The Gouhuo Tavern was bustling with noise, and he sat on a bench sipping strong tea, frowning, and looking towards the noisy entrance.
"Big Head, why do you keep frowning like you got an itch?"
A mumbling voice rang out.
Sitting across from him, devouring braised pork, was a tendon lock martial artist from his village nad Zhang Huaying.
She was a woman with a nice figure, curvy to say the least, but her face bore several extrely glaring scars.
The red scars had proliferated and twisted together, appearing especially ferocious and ugly.
"Eat the at in your mouth before you speak."
Xu Zhong set down his tea cup indignantly.
Zhang Huaying swallowed the braised pork forcefully and said boldly:
"I think I spoke pretty clearly! I’m just asking what you’re so worried about? We’ve saved up almost a few gold coins over two months, plus what we got from that guy surnad Zhong, and you’re still worried we can’t buy the blueprint?"
Xu Zhong rubbed his temples in frustration, feeling he shouldn’t have brought this crude woman, lanting:
"Haven’t you heard that people from the Upper-level Camp arrived in Wuyin Village yesterday?"
"Heard it! Of course, I heard it! The mont they ca, the people from their village were bragging about it." Zhang Huaying sneered, "Aren’t they just showing off to us."
Xu Zhong sighed helplessly:
"Then why do you think they consider this sothing to show off?"
"Because..." Zhang Huaying opened her mouth but couldn’t speak further.
"Because other villages don’t have people from the Upper-level Camp coming."
A voice suddenly interjected, and Chen Xinting, the leader of Lanfeng Village, casually sat down next to Xu Zhong.
Xu Zhong glared at him and snorted:
"What are you tagging along for?"
"Is it wrong to chat with an old acquaintance when I bump into one?" Chen Xinting chuckled, "What, not welco?"
Xu Zhong played with his tea cup and said indifferently:
"Talking requires sothing to talk about. Do you have any?"
Quanzhou and Lanfeng Villages were neighboring in the wilderness and constantly clashed. Below Wuyin Village, these two fought fiercely, and deaths were common, so naturally, he didn’t show Chen Xinting a good face.
Chen Xinting’s eyes glead, and he laughed softly, lowering his voice:
"Actually, I do."
Both Xu Zhong and Zhang Huaying were surprised to look at him, not expecting this old rival would willingly share information with them.
"What?" Xu Zhong asked.
Chen Xinting replied: "The envoy from the Upper-level Camp who ca yesterday is Su Qi’s junior brother."
Crack!
The fragile tea cup in Xu Zhong’s hand shattered directly.
Behind the bar, Xiao Lu stretched his neck to look over and shouted with his nasally voice:
"Breaking tavern property ans you gotta pay up! My grandpa is Liu Jun, the captain of Wuyin Village’s second hunting squad!"
Xiao Lu stood proudly with hands on hips, reportedly introducing himself just like Brother Lin before!
The corners of Xu Zhong’s mouth twitched. He flicked off the fragnts in his hand and tossed a silver coin towards Xiao Lu.
"Make sure to give change!"
He turned back to Chen Xinting, eyes sharp:
"Are you sure? Why hasn’t Wuyin Village ntioned this? How co no other villages know? I haven’t heard anything."
"Why they didn’t ntion it, how should I know? As for others, no one ca yesterday because of the upcoming auction today, and your village surely didn’t co."
"Then how do you know?" Xu Zhong eyed him suspiciously, lowering his voice: "Is your village’s spy that loyal?"
Chen Xinting’s face instantly darkened, grumbling:
"Loyal, my foot! They’ve all turned! Just waiting for a chance for elevation with Wuyin Village!"
He sighed and revealed the reason:
"I happened to have so business here yesterday... and saw it with my own eyes."
So business?
"All mysterious, you must’ve been up to no good."
Xu Zhong frowned, feeling Chen Xinting was a bit odd.
Chen Xinting chuckled silently, ignoring him.
Xu Zhong was too lazy to bother with his affairs. Just thinking about Su Qi actually having a junior brother from the Upper-level Camp, he couldn’t help but sigh:
"Could it be that the Su Family’s ancestors are blessed? How do they get all the good stuff?"
Zhang Huaying casually wiped her greasy mouth with her sleeve, leaned forward, and whispered:
"So what do we do?"
Xu Zhong cast a glance at Chen Xinting and decisively declared:
"Naturally, buy the blueprint first, and as for the rest..."
He hesitated for a mont, then sighed again:
"We’ll have to strengthen our ties with Wuyin and feel things out."
No one knew what would happen after rising to a Town-level Camp. If they could align with a Town-level Camp, it would certainly be better than running around like headless chickens.
It was common in the apocalypse for people to die, and more than a few camps had perished entirely from mishaps.
No one from an Upper-level Camp had visited Quanzhou Village these days.
At this mont,
Chen Xinting suddenly said:
"Is promoting a Camp truly a good thing?"
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