Zhan Feng was holding something that looked like a tablet and checking the slaves on it.
It had to be said that in this post-apocalyptic world, people were the least valuable.
It was still fine for youths and middle-aged men.
However, if it was a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties, one level-one zombie crystal could buy twenty people.
If it wasn't for the fact that the collar had some value, these people might just give it away for free!
However, it was more expensive for youths and middle-aged men.
If it was a healthy young man or middle-aged man, one level-one zombie crystal could only buy two people.
These were also the main candidates for the injection of the inferior gene serum.
Or rather…
The main candidates for cannon fodder.
For example, the bald man and his gang that they had met before. The inferior gene serum humans were cannon fodder that they had bought and formed a mercenary group.
For example, the cold middle-aged man who didn't know if he had escaped or not had the cannon fodder attract the attention of the zombies while he drove away.
After a long selection, Zhan Feng finally chose a total of 30 young adults. It wasn't that he didn't want to choose more people, but there were none!
After that, he chose ten young women in their twenties or thirties. After taking the gene serum, they were not much different from men. They also had sufficient combat strength.
As for the appearance of these ten young women?
Zhan Feng really didn't notice.
Do you expect them to be so good-looking when they're as thin as skeletons?
Obviously, he couldn't count on it.
They were just slaves.
If they weren't weak and young enough, these slave traders wouldn't have taken care of them.
In the end, Zhan Feng chose two middle-aged women.
He looked to be in his fifties and close to his sixties.
The reason why he chose them…
That was because they must have come from before the great calamity given their age.
Although the self-heating food was okay, Zhanfeng had long been sick of eating it these days.
After choosing a safe place to camp, he would ask China to trade enough rice, vegetables, fresh meat, and other things.
Eating a hot meal was definitely a supreme enjoyment in this post-apocalyptic world.
Therefore, when the time came, he would let this pair of women cook for him.
If the situation allowed, Zhan Feng would definitely not treat him unfairly.
After the members were selected, the fat woman happily brought all the slaves over.
These people were all wearing a collar around their necks. It was probably that sensing collar.
"Sir, do you think these people are satisfied? If you're not satisfied, I'll change it for you immediately!”
The fat woman asked with a flattering expression.
This was a big deal. She could earn at least two level-one zombie nuclei from it!
He didn't need to do anything, and he didn't need to risk his life to hunt zombies. He could get two level-one zombie nuclei. That was definitely a huge income.
Naturally, he was also extremely obsequious to Zhan Feng, this God of Wealth.
Zhan Feng glanced at these people.
Without exception, all of them were as thin as a stick. Their eyes were blank, and their expressions were numb. They were like walking corpses.
It was no better than the poor people outside.
Glancing around, Zhan Feng nodded lightly."Okay, you don't have to change, okay? Who was this little guy? I don't remember choosing her before, right?"
Zhan Feng's gaze suddenly turned towards the tiny figure at the very end of the crowd, and his sword-like eyebrows could not help but furrow slightly.
"Ah, this, this is a gift from me to you!”
The fat woman chuckled and walked over to pull the soulless little figure over. She continued,"Don't look at how thin and weak this little girl is, she's already sixteen years old. Most importantly…hehehe…you know, my lord, I can guarantee that she's never been touched by any man!
You're our big customer, so this little girl will be a gift for you.”
Zhan Feng looked at the small figure in front of him.
His face was dirty, and his clothes were dirty and smelly.
However, he could vaguely tell from the outline of the other party's face that it was a little girl. However, the body was too thin and weak, so thin that it was impossible to tell the specific gender.
Especially the coldness and numbness on his face. There was not even fear or despair. He was like a puppet that could be manipulated at will.
It was as if…
His soul was completely dead.
However, following Zhan Feng's gaze, the little girl's pair of empty and deathly still eyes gradually looked over.
It was as if she saw a trace of pity in Zhan Feng's eyes that would never appear in this post-apocalyptic world. Her pair of empty and dead eyes gradually regained some luster.
He suddenly broke free from the fat woman's hand and knelt on the ground, begging Zhan Feng,""My, my lord, please, please buy me. I, I'm very obedient. I, I'll do whatever you want me to do. I, I only need half a cigarette a day…no! One third of a nutrient solution would do!”
The fat woman was stunned for a moment before she chuckled and said,"You're quite smart.”
Then, he looked at Zhan Feng, his fat face full of flattery."Sir, are you satisfied with this gift?”
At this moment, looking at the flattery on the fat woman's face, Zhan Feng inexplicably felt a wave of disgust. He waved his hand in disgust and said with a cold expression,"Alright, I'll take it. Let's calculate the number of corpse crystals."
The fat woman didn't mind Zhan Feng's cold attitude at all and nodded repeatedly.""Hey, hey, okay, okay, let me calculate…It's a total of twenty level-one zombie crystals. These two women and this little girl, I'll take them all as gifts for you, sir!”
There were a total of forty-three people. If the two women and the little girl were not included, there would be exactly forty people.
One level-one zombie crystal for each of them, which was exactly 20 level-one zombie crystals.
Zhan Feng didn't say anything more, directly taking out 20 zombie crystals and throwing them to the fat woman. The fat woman grinned so widely that her mouth almost reached her ears, and hurriedly took them.
Then, he transferred the unique code of the slave's sensing collar to Zhan Feng's portable computer.
From now on, these 43 slaves completely belonged to Zhan Feng. Their fates were also completely controlled by Zhan Feng from now on.
Even if they had to die…
They could not refuse.
In the apocalypse…
Human lives were forever like grass.
After that, a large group of slaves followed behind Zhan Feng and Ling Qingyue and walked towards a cheap hotel.
This might be one of the few places in the survival base that was open for business.
The reason why he didn't leave immediately was because he still had some unfinished business.
He could rest for the night and leave tomorrow.
He brought a large group of slaves to a cheap hotel. No matter how cheap it was, a room cost a level-one zombie nucleus for a night.
He wasn't short of money now, so Zhan Feng opened two big rooms and two single rooms, spending a total of six level-one zombie crystals.
There were two large rooms, one for the male slaves and the other for the female slaves.
Needless to say, the remaining two single rooms were occupied by Ling Qingyue.
When Zhan Feng had just paid and was about to bring them upstairs, suddenly-
" It's you!!!"
A sinister and cold voice suddenly sounded behind him!
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