62 Preparations (1/2)
Both parties agreed with the proposed idea.
The police officers were happy to settle the dispute and exchange those shards for some food. They knew that those shards can give you a little bit of experience, but since they were able to kill zombies, a bit of experience isn't really needed.
Jun's group exhaled the deep breathes they have been holding on for a long time. The members weren't ready to kill and was glad that it didn't have to come to that.
Lieutenant Cedric was willing to trade seventy essence shards to Jun. Most of the people who looted the dead bodies earlier were the civilians rescued by the police, resulting in the large quantity of shards in their hands.
The two haggled for a few minutes and finally settled with ninety shards being traded for 30kg of rice, 20 canned foods and five complimentary gallons of water.
The value of the items were evaluated by Evo. He used the supply and demand to raise the price as high as possible. A price that the other party could find acceptable.
Evo set the price of rice to two essence shards per kilogram. The canned foods were set at the same price at two shards for a single can.
Evo added a lot of complimentary gifts, not only to increase customer satisfaction, but to help the civilians survive.
In the end, they need customers who will buy their products if they want to start a retail business.
Besides, they were probably the only live person in the vicinity. Helping each other is the least that they could do.
Jun wasn't acting like an a*shole purposely. He always stick to his motto, 'What's mine is mine and what's yours, can be mine.'
After the trade, most of the members of the other group left. Two people were left behind, the old man with a straw hat and a teenager that seemed to be his son. The two looked like country bumpkins as they wore old tattered clothes.
The old man stepped forward and . ”Please take us in. My name is Felipe and this is my son, Anthony. Though I'm a bit old, I can still fight zombies one on one. My son here can also fight a zombie on his own. We were farmers from the Old district looking for financial help from the Municipality when things changed for the worst.”
Jun thought for a bit. Having a farmer would be extremely beneficial early on. They could have another source of food. Hopefully a stable one.
”I can accept you but I need you to answer a few questions.” Jun said.
”Why do you want to join my group?”
”Because you're group knows what you're doing.”
”And the authorities doesn't?”
”They can.” Felipe said matter-of-factly. ”I'm an old man, I always trust my own judgement than what my eyes can see.”
Jun doesn't really know what he meant by that but decided to ignore it. He asked the most important question that he needed to know the answer to. A question that he would probably ask everyone in his group and anyone who would like to join his group.