After Huangfu Miaomiao and Ye Zheng left, Xu Yiming and Li Qing cleaned up the Safe Zone together.
They moved all the supermarket shelves against the walls, lining them up in rows and clearing the center for the supplies Huangfu Miaomiao had left behind.
As he worked, Xu Yiming sighed. "Players' inventory slots can really hold a lot."
There was everything from tents, bedding, pillows, and blankets to chopsticks and spoons. The clothes included thick, warm down coats as well as light, breathable tank tops and short-sleeved shirts. The toolbox contained axes, hammers, awls, shovels, saws, and knives, while the medical kit held gauze, alcohol, bandages, and disinfectant. There were also bucket after bucket of drinking water and pile after pile of self-heating meals.
Xu Yiming felt that Huangfu Miaomiao had carried a miniature supermarket on her back.
Li Qing said, "Each Player inventory slot has a storage limit of ten kilograms. The total weight of these items should be over fifty kilograms. Miaomiao probably has at least five slots."
"I have seven. The seventh slot cost 1,000 Points." Feng Ling grumbled nearby. "The stat designer for your game is seriously messed up. The eighth slot costs 5,000 Points."
Huangfu Miaomiao currently had only a little over 7,000 Points saved up, so there was no way she would spend 5,000 on another slot. Fortunately, seven slots were enough for Feng Ling for now.
Xu Yiming picked up two boxes of self-heating meals. "Feng Ling, I'm eating two of your meals."
"Go ahead. I usually eat a lot, so I brought plenty of food into the Maze. I didn't expect there to be gods to worship here. After worshipping the God of Grains, I wasn't hungry at all anymore~" Feng Ling asked Xu Yiming, "Didn't you worship it earlier?"
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