In modern society, 100% no one dares to talk about health.

But in the wasteland, it can be regarded as a "great tonic".

Sufficient calories, fresh texture, and rich protein made even him a little greedy.

"Let's go and check out the prices."

With Duan Xiong's nod of approval, the group headed straight to the "Hope Fried Chicken Restaurant", which was the first in the wasteland.

When we got closer, we could see that this fried chicken restaurant occupies a small area, about thirty square meters, and is as clean and tidy as other places in the town.

The prices are clearly marked at the door. Calculated by kilogram, a kilogram of fried chicken costs 1.2 yuan.

"Yuandian?"

Duan Xiong has long been accustomed to the fact that each territory has different currency.

But after glancing at the explanation of Yuan Dian below the signboard, he was a little surprised.

It is different from the unrestricted issuance of currency in other territories, which is distributed arbitrarily, or simply prints money out of thin air.

This Tianyuan territory is outrageous. It adopts the "meat standard".

One pound of meat corresponds to exactly one yuan point, and as many yuan points are distributed as there is meat.

It is also very easy for outsiders to exchange yuan points. They can easily complete the exchange by bringing meat that can pass the inspection.

So, under the guidance of the store clerk, the group of people walked around and arrived at another three-story prefabricated house.

Compared with the previous Ministry of Foreign Trade, which looked like a residential building, this "Tianyuan Bank" is slightly more solemn and solemn. There are even four strong armed guards standing guard at the door.

Entering the bank, the procedure for inspecting meat is not complicated.

After taking out a lot of carcasses of birds that were hunted on the road and weighing ten kilograms, Duan Xiong thought that a lot of them would be returned.

But what surprised him was that all the corpses passed the inspection and met the collection standards.

"Mr. Duan Xiong, your ten yuan points have been temporarily stored in the transaction license and will be used within thirty days. You only need to show your permission to deduct the consumption."

"Only thirty days? What if I want to keep it longer?"

"If you want to save it for a long time, you need to reach the third-level caravan level, or apply for a permanent residence in the town."

"Thanks."

After getting the permit back from the window, Duan Xiong felt more and more that his cognition was a little confused.

Who would have thought that while other places had not yet recovered their banknotes, the Tianyuan Territory already had electronic storage methods.

If this scene happened five years later, no, three years later, he would be able to accept it.

But it happened just over seven months ago.

"Hello, I haven't had time to ask what the name of the lord of our territory is?"

"Mr. Duan Xiong, you're welcome. The lord of our territory is named Chen Shen. If you want to trade valuables, you can apply for face-to-face negotiation with the lord."

"Chen Shen."

Duan Xiong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the name was not one that popped up subconsciously in his mind.

The development speed of this Tianyuan territory is simply too fast. If the outside world knows about it, it will definitely cause a storm.

And if one layer of Su Shen's buff is added, I'm afraid as soon as the news leaks out, countless crazy aliens will come to provoke and attack.

Now that a person whose name I have never heard of becomes the lord, it can actually make the Tianyuan Territory peaceful for a longer period of time.

With this in mind, Duan Xiong was not stingy after returning to the fried chicken restaurant.

I just spent the ten yuan I just got with a wave of my hand and bought ten kilograms of fried chicken.

"Eat, and work hard after eating."

Everyone was given nearly a pound of fried chicken. The team members were so satisfied that they almost bit off their lips after eating it.

But none of them would know that this scene was suddenly transmitted to another place two kilometers away from the town!

On the sofa on the third floor of the underground shelter, Sumo stretched out comfortably as he watched a dozen people devouring food on the screen.

Since the territory finally stopped pursuing the "Dark Forest" theory these days and began to rely on the several previously established channels to spread the location, the caravans arriving finally came one after another.

These people brought a lot of good things, even if they only ended up trading less than one-tenth of the total amount, it made him experience the joy of foresight for the first time.

Those notorious caravans had been screened out by him in the ruins, and they would be persuaded to return for various reasons before they even entered the territory.

The rest are naturally caravans who are willing to abide by the rules.

It doesn't require much force to guard it, and it doesn't even need a person to look after it as it is now. It can move forward and explore according to the planned route, and finally achieve the goal.

"It's a pity that the fog disaster is coming soon. Except for these caravans who know the route, it will be difficult to guide other caravans to come."

Just when Su Mo was still a little regretful that there were only two days left for the disaster to stop, Pei Shao walked down the stairs connecting the second and third floors excitedly and kept saying.

"Director, we have finally found one of the ruins you asked us to look for!"

"Found it, where is it?"

"The one you marked the gear of time."

"Adventurer. Okay, okay!"

Sumo stood up suddenly, and couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.
Chapter completed!