Beginning with the Ubume Bird Chapter 282

Chapter 282: Chapter 8 Overnight Stay

“Smoking?”

Yin Xiong pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, lit one for himself, and mumbled to Li Yan and Afafu.

“No need, let's get straight to the point,”

said Li Yan.

Yin Xiong's expression was quite happy, seemingly because he had saved two cigarettes. He casually returned the cigarette pack to his pocket, “This lady is Afafu, and how should I address you, sir?”

“Li Yan.”

“Right, and what's the relationship between you two?”

Li Yan didn't really care, confident he wouldn't be taken advantage of, so he looked to Afafu for her thoughts with a glance.

“We are, colleagues,”

Afafu hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.

“I see,” Yin Xiong tilted his head, not minding at all.

He got right to the point, “I just made a call, and the higher-ups' opinion is that you can exchange enough supplies or currency for Kuang Zhuoma's license, just like any other Wilderness Hunter, but…”

he looked at Li Yan, “you are just ordinary Wilderness Hunters, and from start to finish, we haven't heard any talk of Black Star war vehicles.”

His words were not unexpected to Li Yan, but Li Yan still asked, “Danzuo Automobile, or rather, the people from Medicine Buddha, they concern you that much?”

“No one wants to provoke a madman, and besides, do you think there are no followers of Medicine Buddha here?”

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Upon hearing this, Li Yan raised his eyebrows sharply, his face unconcealed with hostility.

Yin Xiong noticed his words might have hit a nerve, so he waved his hands, “Don't worry, if Kuang Zhuoma is unwilling to lean towards Black Star war vehicles, then they are even less inclined to board Medicine Buddha's pirate ship. Your movements won't be exposed through Kuang Zhuoma.”

Li Yan's expression softened a bit, “The license?”

“Three demands, you can choose any. A Genetic Potion of any two levels or twenty 'Dual Gun Savior' potions, fifteen thousand dollars in Tan Ya Mining-issued paper currency, or completion of tasks worth enough points.”

In this world, the purchasing power of manufactured currency was quite tricky, and its use was extremely cumbersome.

Some areas still recognized the pre-Age of Winter major national currencies, some regarded them as waste paper, and the major corporations were all pushing their currency systems hard, yet refused to recognize the legitimacy of each other's currency. Coupled with the harsh environment of the Age of Winter, Golden Mountain silver would be in vain, thus weapons and ammo had become the more powerful hard currency. Of course, there were various Genetic Potions as well.

It's worth mentioning that the 'Dual Gun Savior' potion, developed by Black Star war vehicles, became the most widely accepted high-value currency. Furthermore, using the same potion could make the gene stronger or even improve its level. The value preservation of the 'Dual Gun Savior' could once rival the US Dollar under the Bretton Woods system in Li Yan's world.

“Fifteen thousand dollars…” Li Yan pondered for a bit, “Uh, a question off the topic, how much is clean water priced here?”

Yin Xiong found this strange but still replied, “The building has a special purification system, but it still contains a fixed amount of radiation, oh right, you two are with a child, so you'll need radiation-free first-grade drinking water. Hmm…”

Yin Xiong thought it over, “A special price, fifty dollars per kilogram.”

“No, no, no, what I mean is, do you, um… do you buy water here?”

Li Yan rested his hand on the table, a clear stream of water wrapped around his wrist naturally and dripped into the chipped teacup at the edge of Yin Xiong's desk.

Yin Xiong couldn't help but be moved, “A Psychic Mover?!”

Li Yan smiled without denying it.

Third-level troops: Psychic Movers, come with their own large capacity storage space, easy to manage, and are extremely convenient and powerful logistics and transport troops.

Yin Xiong glanced at Li Yan in astonishment, lifted the teacup, dipped a finger into it, and after tasting, managed to say, shaking his head, “We only accept up to two thousand dollars' worth.”

Li Yan didn't say anything else and just nodded, “Let's talk about the tasks. The kind that's worth thirteen thousand.”

“Forgive my boldness, but what are your powers and rank?”

“Third-level Wandering Deity, third-level Psychic Mover.”

This was the story Li Yan had agreed upon with Afafu before arriving, and it also matched Yin Xiong's initial assessment.

“My, my,”

Yin Xiong muttered to himself, The combat capabilities of a 'Wandering Deity,' combined with the logistical support of a 'Psychic Mover,' made for the most splendid gene combination among Wilderness Hunters traversing the Age of Winter wilderness. The total value was close to a million dollars, but its actual power certainly couldn't match that of equally valued weapons and equipment.

Probably only a major force like Black Star war vehicles could afford such a super soldier.

He sighed inwardly and then asked, “What about the equipment?”

“A gun, an antique-style longsword.”

Yin Xiong frowned, “The model of the gun, which company manufactured it, the number of spare bullets.”

“…” Li Yan remained silent for a while: “Long gun.”

Yin Xiong was taken aback. He and Li Yan looked at each other for a little while, then asked in astonishment, “Cold weapons?”

Li Yan nodded, then added, “There's also a carbine. Four magazines.”

“I've heard of some Wandering Deities who are quite fond of cold weapons…I myself am an enthusiast of cold weaponry,” after a good while, Yin Xiong glanced at Li Yan, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. “But forgive me for being frank, in this age, a good gun is more important than your 'old chap'. I'm talking about firearms.”

“Is that so?” Li Yan looked down for a moment, and then looked up at Yin Xiong with a smile, “My 'old chap' says it's not quite convinced.”

Yin Xiong stood up, affectionately patted Li Yan's shoulder, “I do have a big commission on my side, but it's already dark, so let's talk tomorrow. I'll have someone arrange rooms for you two.”

He stood up and walked towards the door but then turned back as if he remembered something and asked, “One room or two?”

Li Yan turned to look at Afafu, but to his surprise, the woman frowned and said nothing. He coughed, about to speak, when Afafu interrupted, “One room.”

Yin Xiong grinned at Li Yan, “If you still have money, go to the fourth floor of the building and buy a Wild Yak Series rifle manufactured by the Raine Brothers. It's definitely worth the money.”

“I'll consider it,” Li Yan nodded.

Yin Xiong left the room.

The Medicine Buddha, mainly preaching in Zone B and nearby areas, had a far smaller influence during the Age of Winter than the Black Star armored vehicles.

However, the current situation was that nearly all of the Black Star vehicle bases inside Zone B had been completely uprooted by the force of the Medicine Buddha!

According to what Afafu said, her husband Qiao Xing, a military commander responsible for escorting a group of officials to retreat urgently, had left Zone B half a month ago. They belonged to different research institutes, so they didn't see each other at all when the war broke out.

The last time Afafu spoke with Qiao Xing was just before his unit was about to withdraw. Qiao Xing desperately pleaded with Afafu on the phone.

“Survive, Ji (my dear), please, you must survive. Stay with the child, wait for me to come back!”

“Sigh~”

Li Yan turned off the showerhead, put on pants, and stepped out of the bathroom; the Calamity Wave from Wu Zhiqi brought him 240 tons of drinking water but did not have the function to heat it.

With a white towel around his neck, Li Yan found Afafu sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly singing a lullaby to put the child to sleep.

The room was not large, but sufficient for two people; however, there was only one bed. Li Yan, freshly showered and bare-chested, lay down beside the bed, hugging his shoulders as he quietly listened for a while. When Afafu finished singing, he finally spoke, “I completely understand your worries and fears, and I realize that right now, you have nobody to rely on but me. But to be honest, I think you might be overestimating my self-control.”

Afafu gently placed the swaddling clothes down, turned around to directly face Li Yan. Her face flushed, still emanating the scent of alcohol, with lopsided bottles underneath the cabinet.

“I never overestimate men.”

With her head cocked, Afafu said this to Li Yan, revealing the first smile he had seen on her face during this time.

Her cloak had been cast onto the bed earlier, and her rough hemp short shirt exposed two sections of her crystal-clear arms, naturally wrapping around Li Yan's waist just as they had on the motorcycle. But this time, there was no swaddling clothing between them.

It must be said that in this desolate age ravaged by mutated, violent rats and insects, this woman seemed exceptionally gentle and beautiful, her skin against Li Yan's chest radiating a tempting, fiery elasticity that was almost criminal.

With her neck close to Li Yan, she whispered in a low voice, “Don't wake the child…”

Smelling the fragrance from Afafu's hair, Li Yan suddenly smiled, placed his hand on her shoulder, and pushed her onto the bed without making a move himself.

After a long time, Afafu's eyes gradually shifted from being dazed to lucid.

“I'm not in the mood today, and neither are you,” Li Yan said, looking at the disheveled Afafu.

He sighed as he stood up, picking up his long coat.

“Where are you going?”

“To see what kind of good gun can be more important than my 'old chap.'”

Chapter end