He Ping finally rescued the sniper from the iron tower, but what he did was actually to find a solid rope and let her slide down from it. At this time, He Ping was the first time that he saw this young sniper in close proximity. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, his hair was tied into a ponytail behind his head. From the outside, it was indeed very different from the girls He Ping had seen before, because she had no intention of dressing up herself at all, and to be bluntly, she was just dirty.

The clothes on her body were obviously not what girls of this age should wear. At first glance, you can tell that they were made of the transformation of adult men's clothes. The clothes were also very dirty. As for the girls, they were not much better. Their black hands, dusty hair and face, and a large one-meter-long compound crossbow on her back, and a quiver with dozens of arrows, were incompatible with the words "girls".

But there is nothing to be surprised about. The world is already like this. Now humans are obviously at a disadvantage. They counterattack the zombies, then regain the dominance of the world and restore the former civilization. This kind of thing will probably take a long time to achieve. Now for humans, survival is the most important task. In order to survive, even such girls must learn the skills of survival and fighting, and cannot learn to apply heavy makeup and pose like girls in other worlds.

"My name is Nina. Our camp is on the other side. What about you? Who are you?" The sniper who claimed to be Nina did not focus on He Ping. She didn't seem to be very interested in He Ping. Instead, she greeted He Ping and started her own plundering operation. She first recovered the arrows she had just shot out from the corpses, and then skillfully found firearms and bullets from the corpses. She also found several lighters, a few boxes of matches, and a dagger, and then aimed at the surrounding sea of ​​waste.

"Me? Oh, my name is He Ping." He Ping answered, staring at Nina's skillfully plundering around. Even when searching for the corpse, Nina did not even frown. Even when she pulled out the arrow, the blood splashed out from the corpse was spilled on her clothes, hands, and even on her face. She did not show any discomfort, and she could not tell at all that this was the person who didn't dare to get off the signal tower just now and needed to ask He Ping for help.

"He Ping? Well... I don't look like a Crane. Look, you shouldn't be a person here, right? Why do you come here?"

"Well... Actually, I'm a businessman."

"Businessman?" Nina, who was plundering useful items just now, finally reacted a little when she heard the word "Businessman". She asked slightly strangely: "What kind of business is it the businessman?"

"I have a lot of products." He Ping did not miss any opportunity to advertise, even if there was only one audience: "All kinds of light weapons, equipment, ammunition, as well as various survival supplies and emergency supplies. What about it, they are all in short supply."

However, Nina did not show an eager expression because He Ping sold all the things she needed most now. Instead, she looked like she was looking at an idiot. She looked at He Ping and said, "Are you sick? These things are hard currency. It's like the currency in the past. All merchants sell other things in exchange for these hard currency. You are better. They are actually selling hard currency. How can there be merchants selling currency?"

He Ping was stunned for a moment and immediately figured it out. These things are indeed very tight under this situation in this world, but they are a bit too tight. The social order here has collapsed, the currency has lost its original value, and food and weapons are the most important. Almost all survivor camps are definitely the ones that lack these two things the most, so these things are directly regarded as hard currency in exchange for other things that are not the most necessary, but also useful, such as medicines, books, etc.

Now that he actually said he wanted to sell these things directly, he would of course be considered an idiot by others. This is equivalent to using a lot of money to tell others that I am poor and then want to sell them to increase my income. In the eyes of Nina, a local, this is of course a prodigal son, and it is also a typical prodigal son with the lowest IQ. Others are not good at having these things, but he actually took the initiative to change to other things.

"Don't rush to draw conclusions. You haven't asked me what I'd charge for selling these things."

"That's true." After hearing He Ping's words, Nina also put away her previous expression. Food and weapons are indeed important, but if He Ping has any special needs, such as a patient or a wounded person at home, if he needs medicine or medical equipment, it is indeed understandable to take out the food and weapons. So Nina followed He Ping's guidance and asked: "Then tell me, I might be able to find what you need."

"I need more things, such as precious metals such as gold and silver, high-priced gems such as diamonds and pearls, or antiques, artworks, luxury goods, etc...."

Before He Ping could finish his words, Nina's expression was obviously saying, "I'm such a fool, I actually believe you", and then immediately turned into "You're such an idiot, pure."

In this apocalypse, it is very ironic that humans have achieved an equal society for everyone without being controlled. Even the rich, famous, and high-ranking officials who were previously arrogant can only struggle now and give up their original dignity for a little bit of food and weapons. The things He Ping said are the most useless in this world. Even diamonds are just useful because of their high hardness and are used as tools by many people.
Chapter completed!