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The other party’s information only contains a series of numbers, not even an avatar.

In this weird world, the dangers brought by strangers are often more frightening than monsters in the night.

After a moment’s hesitation, he still clicked to approve the application.

【No. 36454160: Boss, help!Can you lend me that bottle of flower wine first?My sanity was cleared immediately, and everything around me was completely dark. I swear I will repay you twice as much as I can if I gather enough survival points tomorrow!】

Xu Mo laughed heartily.

borrow?

This kind of emptiness is all too familiar to him.

In the cold real world, he once knocked on the doors of relatives in order to collect life-saving money for his seriously ill relatives. The cynicism he heard and the mean faces he saw at that time were a hundred times crueler than these few words.

Talking about credit on the edge of life and death is simply a big joke.

【Xu Mo: I won’t borrow it.】

Sent two words, without any room for negotiation.

I thought that the other party would give up, or simply curse, but I didn’t expect that the chat interface would flash again soon.

【No. 36454160: Stop it, boss!Please don't close the chat box!Is it okay to exchange things for things?I'll give you all my belongings in exchange!】

Xu Mo’s finger on the close button suddenly hovered.

Channel private chats require sanity points.

The other party knows that their sanity is about to run out, but they still send messages frantically at the risk of complete collapse. This is clearly a desperate struggle.

Since the other party is at the end of his rope and is willing to give away all his belongings, it doesn’t hurt to take a look.

【Xu Mo: Send the screenshot for a look.】

“Ding ding ding” made a few soft sounds, and several dimly colored pictures popped up one after another.

Withered grass, broken tree branches, and a few gray stones.

A pile of worthless junk.

Xu Mo’s brows were knitted together. He was about to raise his hand to cut off the communication, but his eyes suddenly froze at the corner of the last picture.

On the edge of a pile of scraps, next to half a rusty tin can and a water container, there was a thick, translucent, semi-liquid object, tightly wrapped with a few broad green leaves.

Honey?

Xu Mo’s pupils suddenly contracted.

【Xu Mo: Do ​​you have honey?Why have I never seen you fail in the trading house?】

【No. 36454160: I'm dead!The price was listed at 20 survival points, but no one even looked at it the whole afternoon!Nowadays, everyone can’t even drink a sip of clean water. Who has the time to buy such sweet and cumbersome stuff?Boss, if you like it, I will package it all and send it to you!】

Xu Mo took a deep breath and suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

Ordinary people regard honey as a burden, but he is different.

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