When Li Feifei appeared holding a glove, Chu Sheng's gaze settled on it.
Unless he was mistaken, it was a sacrificial item.
A sacrificial item he could use right away!
"Ahem."
Delight rose in Chu Sheng's heart. He was just about to agree when he heard Captain Hui cough beside him.
He turned to look, and Captain Hui gave him an almost imperceptible shake of his head.
Chu Sheng frowned slightly, unsure what he was up to.
Captain Hui said, "The special effects of these Little Supernatural Cherry Tomatoes only last two or three days."
"I'll offer fifty jin of Little Supernatural Cherry Tomatoes, along with his seventeen jin of Supernatural Cherry Tomatoes, plus another hundred jin of rice in exchange for your things. How does that sound?"
Hearing this, Chu Sheng's frown deepened. He had practically closed the deal, only for Captain Hui to suddenly butt in and expose him. Anger flared inside him.
But considering that Captain Hui had treated him well before, and was still his captain, Chu Sheng suppressed his displeasure.
If Captain Hui didn't give him an explanation afterward, he couldn't blame Chu Sheng for what happened next.
Li Feifei, Zhou Qi, and Wei Haoran all froze at Captain Hui's words, then looked at Chu Sheng before looking back at Captain Hui.
After a moment of silence, Li Feifei nodded. "All right."
"But our convoy is short on water. I want a bucket of water, too."
"Sure."
Captain Hui nodded in agreement.
Chu Sheng stood to the side and watched them strike the deal.
Zhou Qi and Li Feifei handed the glove and the blades over to Captain Hui, then left with the supplies they had received in exchange.
Wei Haoran moved his stall a little farther away from Chu Sheng.
Holding the blades and glove he had traded for, Captain Hui signaled to Chu Sheng with his eyes, telling him to come aside with him.
Once the two of them had left as well, An Xi frowned at their retreating figures. "Why did the captain suddenly intervene?"
"Chu Sheng must be fuming."
"Who knows?" Zhu Qing shook his head. "But we've been with the captain for so long. He isn't the type to stir up trouble for no reason. They went over there, so he's probably giving Chu Sheng an explanation."
"Let's stay out of their business."
As he spoke, he looked at Wei Haoran, who was also watching Captain Hui and Chu Sheng leave, and continued, "Shall we split those supernatural materials evenly?"
At his words, An Xi turned her attention to the supernatural materials on Wei Haoran's stall and nodded in agreement. "Sure. We'll split them."
Meanwhile, seething with resentment, Chu Sheng fixed his crimson eyes on Captain Hui.
Captain Hui led him all the way to a secluded, deserted spot, then stopped and checked their surroundings. Only after making sure no one was around to overhear their conversation did he speak.
"Stop looking at me like that. I'm not going to let you lose out."
Captain Hui felt rather helpless at the resentment filling Chu Sheng's eyes.
He handed everything he had traded for to Chu Sheng, then said, "The Supernatural Cherry Tomatoes aren't worth that much. Still, if you can fool them, that's your own skill."
"But if you don't explain this clearly, people could die. Besides, convoys interact with each other in the apocalypse, and ours is far too distinctive."
"If you'd closed that deal and they ran into another convoy, our reputation would've been ruined. Every convoy we met afterward would instinctively be wary of us."
At this point, he paused and gave Chu Sheng a meaningful look. "Unless you can wipe out their entire convoy."
"Otherwise, it's best not to pull any scams."
"This time, I didn't tell you beforehand. I'll cover all the extra supplies we traded away, and everything we got in return is yours. Don't do this again."
Holding the pile of blades and the sacrificial glove, Chu Sheng's resentment faded from his eyes, replaced by a strange look.
"I never thought you were actually a saint."
In his mind, Captain Hui had now become the Virgin Mary.
A fake saint: "You can't do that. You need to sacrifice yourself."
A true saint: "You can't do that. I'll sacrifice myself instead."
Although nobody wanted to be a saint, if one appeared by their side, probably no one would turn them away.
After all, this was a saint, not a sanctimonious hypocrite.
"Cut the crap. If I hadn't happened to be standing right there, and if it weren't for my Sequence's price, would I be footing your bill?!"
Captain Hui immediately grew angry and started swearing.
Chu Sheng: "..."
"So what is your Sequence's price?"
Chu Sheng was a little curious. So far, he only knew that the price of Zhu Qing's Sequence was losing his sense of pain after growing larger.
The price of An Xi's Sequence was becoming flat-chested.
And the price of his own Sequence was merely his hair turning white.
As a result, he had come to think that the prices of Sequences weren't particularly steep.
Neither An Xi's price nor his own was a serious problem.
Zhu Qing had actually benefited.
After all, he only lost his sense of pain when he grew larger, and he usually grew larger when he needed to fight. Losing his sense of pain allowed him to become fearless.
At Chu Sheng's question, Captain Hui's expression darkened. After a long silence, he finally uttered a sentence.
"I don't want to talk about it."
With that, he walked away without looking back.
Seeing this, Chu Sheng formed a few guesses, but didn't voice them. Instead, he took the things they had traded for back to his pickup.
No loss here!
Although a lot of supplies had been spent, his own contribution was only seventeen jin of Little Supernatural Cherry Tomatoes. As long as what he had paid hadn't changed, there was no real problem.
A quick count showed that he had received fourteen blades in this trade.
Among them were three swords, including Han Swords and Tang Swords, and nine sabers, including Tang Daos and Miao Daos.
There were also three other weapons.
Two of them formed a combination of a staff and something like a machete. The two weapons could be joined together to make something resembling a long-handled saber.
Even before the trade, Chu Sheng had wanted to acquire these weapons when he saw them.
After all, he could fuse sacrificial items, and he was currently acting as an NPC, helping people fuse theirs.
So it was perfectly normal for him to keep some weapons to sell later.
At worst, he could fuse them with some supernatural materials, then make a profit when they encountered another convoy.
Either way, he wouldn't lose out.
With that thought, Chu Sheng turned his attention to the sacrificial item he had acquired.
[Black Glove] [Sacrificial item ranking: 9813] [Ability 1: Increases strength by 5%.] [Ability 2: Always fits the user perfectly.] [Sacrificial item: A supernatural item. Every use comes at a price!] [Price of use: A glove born in a certain dark household. Before the apocalypse, it witnessed its former owner's absurdity. Having personally experienced those absurd daily routines, it fell in love with the taste of milky white fluid. Whenever it comes into contact with blood, it must sense the presence of milky white fluid within twelve hours. Failure to fulfill this condition will cause a backlash against the user.]
P.S. Sacrificial item: Black Glove. Its template was provided by the reader [Soul Guy].
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