The moment the Large Vegetable Culture Medium went up for sale, it instantly stirred up a frenzy in the Trading Market.
There was a plot of land where vegetables could be grown! Anyone from China who saw this item felt as though a latent talent encoded in their DNA had been activated, and they all began itching to try it.
Moreover, the owner who had listed the item, Li Xiufeng, was extremely shrewd. He had not set a price, but instead opened an auction—a method very few people usually used.
Seller: Li Xiufeng Item: Large Vegetable Culture Medium Required items: Supplies Note: Food, water, precious blueprints, weapons, armor—anything valuable can be offered. The highest bidder wins. Note: Anyone hoping to get a bargain can forget it. This was the only thing I got from the Silver Treasure Chest I obtained by risking my life. Figure out its value yourselves.
Silver Treasure Chest!
Highest bidder wins!
For a while, it was not just the Area Channel—even the World Channel exploded.
"Comparisons really are infuriating. First came Su God's Psionic Water, then Fengzi Ge's Culture Medium. When will good luck finally be my turn? (bitter)"
"Silver Treasure Chest? Please, I beg you, tell me where it came from. I'm willing to trade one precious unit of wood for this information."
"Silver Treasure Chest?! Is it really that incredible? I heard you had to kill an especially powerful monster for one to drop."
"Pre-ordering some vegetables grown by a big shot."
Of course, quite a few people saw the situation more clearly.
"What the hell is this Culture Medium good for? Only you ironheaded idiots would chase after it. Anyone from the countryside knows how long it takes to grow a crop. What, do you think you're playing a game? Plant today and harvest tomorrow?"
"No way. Surely there really isn't anyone who doesn't know that growing vegetables requires watering them, right? I'm wondering if you people even have enough water to drink every day, let alone water vegetables."
"Exactly, exactly. Acid rain is coming in a few days too. I suggest Fengzi Ge not sell it. Just put it in the acid rain and let your vegetables drink their fill."
"Can't get grapes, so you say they're sour? Heh, plenty of people have already made offers. You sourpusses can keep gnawing on lemons."
Whoosh! As Fengzi Ge himself appeared to respond, the chat channel reached another climax.
Su Mo, who had been watching from the sidelines, could not help cursing under his breath.
If it were an ordinary person, he could have taken down this Culture Medium for at most 500 milliliters of water.
But this Fengzi Ge had a very clear mind and an extremely accurate grasp of market value.
There were many people currently suffering from water shortages, but there were also plenty who had reserves beyond their drinking water.
In these people's estimation, as disasters increased in number, the drinking-water problem would definitely be resolved eventually.
Buying the Vegetable Culture Medium now was like buying at the bottom of the stock market—a premature investment. The later it went, the greater the returns would be.
Meanwhile, the auction offers told the story clearly.
Tarkov: "800 ml of water, 2 kg of bread, a bag of yogurt, one unit of copper, one unit of screws, one unit of steel bars, three units of wood, and one unit of trash."
Qiaoben Wucai: "300 ml of water, 200 g of raw sashimi, four units of sweet oranges, one unit of grapes, and... one pair of original-flavor si socks."
Te Dongpu: "2 kg of oil, 1 kg of gasoline, one remote-controlled toy car, four No. 7 batteries, and 500 ml of water."
In just a few minutes, the offers below had become wildly varied. Based on the system's assessment, it had also provided a basic valuation of the bidders' items.
These bidders had never appeared in the chat channel before—not even once. Only now had the Culture Medium drawn them out.
Countless ordinary people also discovered at this moment that there really were many formidable people among those who had crossed over.
Some big shots even offered Mutated Beast meat in exchange.
After observing for a while, Su Mo did not rush to place a bid.
He was judging the bidders' psychological limits.
When playing an auction, one absolutely could not afford to be impatient. The person who made the first move often exposed his bottom line, putting the later bidding at a disadvantage.
In terms of item value, the only extremely valuable thing he could offer right now was Psionic Water.
Other things, such as Pet Eggs and blueprints, were not particularly meaningful to trade away.
Besides, Psionic Water could be produced in unlimited quantities, so he did not feel bad using it.
He hauled up the bucket from the bottom of the well and poured out all the Psionic Water. Su Mo's stock now stood at 700 ml.
The offers below continued to jump, but the seller, Li Xiufeng, had not appeared again or shown any interest in the bids.
After pondering for a long while, Su Mo announced his first offer:
400 ml of Psionic Water! As soon as the offer was made, the Psionic Water alone instantly broke through the system's evaluation range and forcefully shot to the top.
The second-place valuation score, judged by Li Xiufeng's standards, was 322 points.
Su Mo's Psionic Water, meanwhile, directly scored 2,122 points—an astonishingly high figure.
"Su God is here. Is Psionic Water really that terrifying?"
"Does drinking this water really make you stronger than mine? Can it even let you ascend on the spot?"
"It really can. You'll know what Psionic Water does once you drink it."
Su Mo's offer caused the comment section beneath the auction to descend into chaos. When he saw the people who had previously traded for Psionic Water step forward to speak, Su Mo nodded expressionlessly.
Although Psionic Water could strengthen the body, based on his estimate, drinking two liters a day probably would not be as effective as exercising for half an hour.
Its true purpose should be healing. Psionic Water could cure some minor illnesses that were not too serious, functioning like Anti-inflammatory Medicine. That was the reason its score was so high.
Thinking of the line in Li Xiufeng's earlier message about obtaining the chest by risking his life, Su Mo had already formed a rough idea.
Fengzi Ge was probably injured! On the other side, after Su Mo placed his bid, Li Xiufeng also made a rare reply.
Li Xiufeng: "Not enough, Su God. Psionic Water is a good thing, but this price is far too stingy. Add more, and I'll trade it to you."
"Oh? He's really opening with a lion's mouth."
Su Mo sneered.
He did want to befriend a formidable man like Li Xiufeng, who could rely on his strength to fight Mutated Beasts head-on. But this way of doing things really did resemble a Black Merchant.
If Li Xiufeng had simply named a price or privately contacted him to sell it, Su Mo would have offered a higher price.
But with him holding out for the highest bidder like this, even if Su Mo offered 1 liter right now, Li Xiufeng might still ask for more.
Su Mo: "Sorry, I'm out. I dug this stuff out from underground after going through untold hardships. This is all I have, and I need to keep the rest in reserve. As for the effects of Psionic Water, I think you know them better than I do."
Li Xiufeng: "Don't, Su God. Add a little more. Add a little, and I'll sell it to you."
Just as Su Mo had guessed, inside a small wooden cabin, Li Xiufeng was leaning against the inner wall beside the door.
Blood was faintly seeping from his leg, soaking into the wooden floorboards.
Seeing Su Mo's firm attitude, even Fengzi Ge, who dared to fight Mutated Beasts head-on, was panicking badly! In the apocalypse, what was the most important thing?
Aside from food and water, medical care was the most important of all.
Humanity had gained intelligence, but at the same time lost the shell that protected it.
With such fragile bodies, even a minor wound could lead to a fatal bacterial infection.
Not to mention the large and small wounds currently covering Fengzi Ge's leg. He was at the point where he would die without medicine.
Earlier, he had traded a piece of mirror for a mouthful of Psionic Water. After drinking it, many of the small wounds on his leg had already scabbed over, leaving only the medium and large wounds still bleeding.
Faced with a life-or-death crisis, Fengzi Ge decided to hand over his greatest gain from his wilderness expedition in exchange for more Psionic Water to save his life.
After thinking it over, Fengzi Ge decided to lower his head first.
Li Xiufeng: "Su God, I admit I didn't handle this properly. I urgently need Psionic Water to save my life. Could you give me a little more? If I find anything good in the future, I'll contact you first."
Li Xiufeng: "500 ml. Would 500 ml work? If so, just say the word. I'll take it off the market immediately and trade with you privately."
In a negotiation, the worst thing was to let the other party know your trump card.
Poor Fengzi Ge had already lost at the starting line, so he was naturally constrained throughout the negotiations that followed.
After a long while, Su Mo still did not reply. He silently changed his offer to 500 ml.
Record: You lost Psionic Water *500 ml Record: You obtained Large Vegetable Culture Medium *1
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