The car lights and the sound of brakes drew attention. One by one, people turned their heads to look and saw Jing Shu, wrapped up tight in a onesie, stepping down from the red BYD Song.
"Wow, there are still people who can drive an energy car these days, so impressive."
"What’s so impressive about that? Haven’t you seen Su Malie being dropped off by her family’s driver just now?"
"A BYD Song was only worth a few tens of thousands last year; it’s what poorer people buy. Jing Shu is really lucky."
I thought everyone would be inside the house, Jing Shu mused. Who knew they’d all be hanging out at the entrance? This is causing quite a scene.
Jing Shu was utterly mortified. She had clearly told Su Malie she would pick up the submarine herself later, not expecting Su Malie to bring it right here. Under everyone’s gaze, this was far too conspicuous...
Su Malie’s eyes lit up. Upon seeing Jing Shu, she ran over with her arms wrapped around her chest, her princess dress swaying up and down.
As for why one would run with hands wrapped around their chest? It’s said that those with larger breasts face this dilemma; running causes too much jiggling, making it necessary to hold them in place.
Jing Shu looked down at her own chest and sighed. Alas, she had never faced such problems.
Before Jing Shu could react, she felt her hand being held by a pair of warm, soft hands. Su Malie said happily, "Jing Shu, you finally ca."
"Ah? Oh... yeah, I’m here," Jing Shu replied subconsciously. Then she felt that sothing was off. She and Su Malie had spoken less than a hundred sentences to each other throughout high school—why was this girl acting so familiar?
Oh, right, she seed to be this friendly with everyone.
Su Malie looked at Jing Shu expectantly. "Did you bring the stuff?"
Jing Shu nodded.
"That’s great! Let’s go, Jing Shu. I’ve also brought your Shark Submarine. I can deliver it to your house later if it’s inconvenient for you."
Without further ado, she pulled Jing Shu over to the Shark Submarine and handed over the keys. "From now on, it’s yours. 280 horsepower, and I’ve filled it up with diesel."
Look at her, Jing Shu thought, exchanging goods without even checking them—trusting people so readily. It makes you wonder how soone like that survives in the apocalypse.
The old classmates couldn’t hide their envy and jealousy as they saw the ever-generous Su Malie hand out another big item. They wondered if it had been exchanged for that Detoxification dicine. Jing Shu glanced around and recognized many familiar faces: Mu Xiaoxuan, Zhang Lingling, Polygonum multiflorum, Wang Chao, Xie Zihao, Ni Ma...
"Thank you," Jing Shu said.
She took the keys and scrutinized the blue Shark Submarine carefully. It asured 5 ters in length, about 1 ter in width, and 2 ters across with its wings fully extended. It would require at least 10 cubic ters of space to fit inside her Magic Cube Space.
The Shark Submarine had one seat at the front and one at the back, with four retractable wheels under its belly. It could reach a top speed of about 50 kiloters per hour. It was secondary on land, but in the water, it was king.
Jing Shu gently touched it, feeling its substantial texture. The fully enclosed submarine could effectively keep out red earthworms and various insects. Jing Shu had originally planned to get a boat the following year. After all, with water everywhere, red earthworms were an inevitable presence...
But she never expected to suddenly receive such a fantastic gift. A versatile vehicle that could function as both a submarine and a boat was incredibly rare. Most importantly, this blue shark was just too cool. She loved it!
Looking at the perfect Shark Submarine, Jing Shu had already figured out where to put it. The Conqueror RV had a lift rack at the back, originally for off-road motorcycles. Now, it could hold this Shark Submarine. Perfect! All she needed now was the RV itself.
Zhang Lingling led the applause. "Congratulations to our exchange eting for its first major transaction! Jing Shu, congratulations on scoring such a find. It’s been so many years, and you’ve beco even more beautiful—way prettier than our class beauty, Ni Ma."
Ni Ma stood among the crowd, her red hat covering her slicked-back hair. She was dressed in a long, black down coat and wore high heels that splendidly accentuated her slender legs. With light makeup, she exuded an air of maturity. In the dim light, she looked quite the part.
However, a few flashlight beams directed at her quickly exposed her true state, revealing the dark gri under her fingernails and embedded in the skin of her hands.
She looked sowhat like a coal miner. In reality, most people were in a similar condition; only a few managed to appear sowhat cleaner.
Ni Ma gritted her teeth and silently stuffed her dirty hands into her pockets. She couldn’t imagine how these people managed to stay clean given the scarcity of water.
In contrast, Jing Shu wore a fluffy, red-hooded onesie, almost like pajamas, that enveloped her snugly. Paired with cozy boots, she looked much more casual, her beautiful appearance imbued with an extra dash of playfulness.
When several flashlight beams hit her, Jing Shu frowned, quickly pulled out an ultra-bright flashlight, and shone it back, montarily blinding several people. They quickly retracted their flashlights.
"Jing Shu, I’m really curious what you traded for the Submarine. Was it Detoxification dicine? Where did you get Detoxification dicine from?"
"That’s right, I’m curious too."
"Su Malie, do you need anything else? Can you give your bag?"
A barrage of voices ca through.
"Co on, get in the car. I’ll get your item," Jing Shu said, turning and heading to her vehicle.
Su Malie trotted after her and climbed into the vehicle as well. Jing Shu took out a wooden box and opened it to reveal the Honeysuckle inside. "This is the best dicine for treating carbuncles. Try it first, and if it’s not enough, I have more here."
"Thank you so much!" Su Malie accepted it joyfully.
Then she asked, "So, for that can of compressed natural gas, you’re giving one dose of anesthetic in exchange?"
Su Malie nodded. "Our family is also running low on anesthetic, so I’ll take as much as you’re willing to trade."
Jing Shu had traded four pig legs for seven doses of anesthetic from Alan. She had originally intended them for Wu You’ai, but they ended up not being used. Jing Shu kept three doses for ergencies and traded the other four for large cans of CNG, complete with full equipnt.
Jing Shu planned to research how to cultivate the plants for anesthetics once her current dicinal herbs matured. Presently, every inch of her Magic Cube Space was occupied; there was no spare room.
However, Jing Shu didn’t plan to change the current allocation: six cubic ters for fruit, six for vegetables, and six for dicinal plants. She intended to plant other varieties the next ti her Magic Cube Space advanced.
"Su Malie, are you leaving already?"
"You’re taking all these things with you? Weren’t you here to trade?"
After getting out of the car, Su Malie eagerly called her family’s driver to pick her up. Seeing Su Malie about to leave right as the event was starting, everyone eyed the pile of goods she had on the ground with envy.
Su Malie smiled sweetly. "I’ve already traded for what I wanted. As for these other items, I’ll only exchange them for things that genuinely interest . If any of you have sothing like that, contact later. I’ll be leaving for today."
See? Even Su Malie, who was often seen as an easy mark, had her principles.
Su Malie left with her pile of goods, rendering the rest of the swap et sowhat lackluster.
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