Chapter 48.2 (1/2)
Chapter 48.2
The apocalypse’s heavenly master poorly versed in the world’s affairs (10.2)
Translated by: Niladri
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“Speak up, what’s the matter?” Qin Yi finally adjusted his mood.
“Well, I found a good thing at a booth 1. Somehow, the Song family kid insisted on competing against me. He kept doubling the price I offered. Sun Wenlong was still full of rage when he recounted it. “I thought this kid was not pleasing to the eye, so I made a move.”
“In recent years, the Song family has made a lot of moves.” Yu Shan added.
“Song Kunyu awakened a lightning ability, and they got disillusioned.” Qin Yi waved his hand indifferently. Song Kunyu, in his view, was a clown-like figure. Even if it’s a Level 7 lightning ability, unless he kills a zombie by his own hands, it’s merely a trivial thing.
“By the way, Leader Qin, look at this.” Sun Wenlong presented a transparent object like a treasure.
“This is half a nucleus?” Qin Yi recognized it at a glance.
“It’s funny. The kid at the stall said he picked it up in the wilderness. The shell of the nucleus can’t be broken even by the gold ability users, and I don’t know how it was so neatly split in two…” This Sun Wenlong was a talker and kept chatting incessantly. [footnotes] Chinese consider gold as a powerful metal [/footnote]
Qin Yi didn’t want to listen to his nonsense. He turned around to leave, but Lu Heng pulled his arm.
“What’s wrong?” Qin Yi asked.
Lu Heng pointed to the half of the nucleus.
“You want that?”Qin Yi saw Lu Heng nod, and he recalled that the latter did not like to talk to strangers on his own initiative.
“Little Sun, what’s the price for the crystal nucleus?” Qin Yi asked Sun Wenlong directly.
“Boss, you don’t have to be so polite, you can have it. I just traded this because I found it to be amusing. Who knows if that Song kid’s eyes were okay…”
Seeing Sun Wenlong rambling on nonstop, Qin Yi quickly interrupted him: “Less nonsense, send the crystal nucleus. I have a bottle of good wine; you can come to pick it up later.”
“Good!” Sun Wenlong smiled and threw the crystal nucleus to Qin Yi. Wine was a rare commodity in this apocalypse.
After bidding Sun Wenlong goodbye, Qin Yi and his party returned to the courtyard and saw the men who lived in the small building, all crouched in the yard, each with a bowl to pick up rice. The dish was the same pot of braised pork that Qin Yi had recently cooked.
“More! Give me some more!” Yu Shan shouted at the first glance and rushed into the house to pick up the chopsticks.
A man stood up and grabbed Yu Shan: “I’ve finished eating, you can use it instead of running down. There’s a quarrel between the young couple.”
Yu Shan seemed to have understood. He took the bowl and enquired, “What’s the noise about?”
“It’s something about room division. I and old Qian He bet with Little Lin and old Li on their separation.” Xiao He raised his chin and signaled towards the direction of the house, “Would you like to bet with a pack of cigarettes too?”
Yu Shan was about to say something, but he heard Qin Yi ask, “Little couple? Who is this little couple?”
Except for Lu Heng, all the people present gazed at their captain with an indescribable expression.
“Boss, don’t you really know?” Yu Shan enquired.
“Know what?” Qin Yi thought these people’s eyes were indeed strange.
“Jiang Sile and Mu Fei are a couple!” Xiao He said it directly. Isn’t that something everyone in the team knew?
“What!” Qin Yi had a world-views-shattered on his face.
Eating his words. 2 This was something that apparently everyone knew except their boss.
“Either you move or I’ll move!”
The people in the courtyard heard a roar from Jiang Sile, and then they saw him charge out angrily. A group of people were gathered in the courtyard, but he did not stay, and bolted out directly.