Chapter 247: Instant noodles
This is a very direct and practical question. Without zombies, they can’t gain experience points. As for hunting sea monsters, it’s even more unrealistic. After all, the tsunami has just ended, and marine life has also experienced a major disaster.
Especially in this shallow water area, there are hardly any marine creatures to be seen, let alone sea monsters. Want to gain experience points? No way!
It was at this moment that Helen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Maybe we can try to trade for supplies. I think, at this time, what everyone needs most should be daily necessities. Previously, survivors mainly collected supplies from material boxes. However, now everyone is on Noah’s Ark. The difficulty of obtaining material boxes has increased significantly."
Upon hearing this, Waldo thought carefully for a moment and nodded. "This should work, but I don’t know what others want."
To avoid drawing too much attention to himself, Waldo anonymously listed some items on the trading platform. "Put up antiseptics, cold medicine, and bottled water!"
However, the results were quite unsatisfactory. Perhaps because they had just gone through a disaster and their lives were temporarily stable, many people didn’t plan too far ahead. These basic necessities of life had been hoarded to some extent by them before.
"How’s the situation?" Alanna asked curiously, seeing Waldo’s bitter expression.
Seeing her face, Waldo suddenly realized what had happened. "How could this be? The future situation is uncertain, and nobody knows how long we’ll stay on this ship. Don’t they prepare some supplies for the unknown future?"
Alanna was puzzled and couldn’t understand why people wouldn’t prepare more supplies given the uncertain future on the ship.
Waldo shook his head and said, "It might be because the environment has changed, and everyone’s needs are different now. I’ll take another look to see if there’s anything else we can use for trading. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll have to find another way. The current environment is like this, there are very few ways to gain experience points or evolution points. Sigh..."
Waldo sighed helplessly. Then, he shifted his attention to his backpack. There were indeed plenty of unlimited resources, but everyday items were not in high demand, and important weapons and ammunition couldn’t be traded.
So, Waldo was troubled. "Hmm? Instant noodles?" Suddenly, Waldo noticed the unlimited instant noodles he had drawn last time. There were various flavors. It’s worth a try!
Instant noodles weren’t considered gourmet food, but once you smelled their aroma, many people couldn’t help but salivate. Perhaps there would be a market for them.
Waldo tentatively listed various instant noodles on the trading platform and then didn’t pay too much attention to it, focusing his attention elsewhere.
Craig was a survivor who had reached level 50. His strength was quite impressive, and he had managed to secure a second-class ticket and a room of about 100 square meters. For a single person, this room was more than spacious.
These days, his life had been quite dull. With no zombies threatening him after leaving the ground, he didn’t know what to do. Perhaps, for all the survivors at this moment, they were feeling somewhat lost.
Craig didn’t know where the road ahead would lead. Would they remain on the ship forever? Would they just drift through life aimlessly? Craig knew that this couldn’t be the case, but nobody knew where Noah’s Ark was headed or what challenges lay ahead.
At this moment, the survivors were like headless flies, idling away their time, unable to find a purpose.
One day, Craig, with nothing better to do, casually browsed the trading platform to see if he could find anything interesting. He had to admit that staying on Noah’s Ark for a long time could be quite dull, quite different from life on land.
Soon, he came across a trade item posted by an anonymous user. Craig was immediately intrigued.
"Wow, selling stuff and using anonymity, you really have a flair for drama!" Craig couldn’t help but comment.
As he clicked on the listing and saw the items being offered, his interest quickly waned.
"It’s a pity, these are indeed essential supplies, but we had them prepared before coming to Noah’s Ark, and we can’t use them up! Trying to trade for experience points now is just wishful thinking. As expected, there isn’t much trading going on!" Craig shook his head repeatedly, feeling somewhat disappointed. "Too bad, there’s nothing here that really excites me."
Craig sighed inwardly. Just as he was about to exit, he suddenly noticed that the anonymous user had listed another new item.
"Wow, you’re really persistent! But these items you’re listing are too common. Who would buy them?" Craig couldn’t help but comment.
However, as he was speaking, he stopped abruptly, his gaze fixed on the new trade item.
"Instant noodles?" Craig blinked in surprise.
"Wow, even instant noodles are up for trade!" That was Craig’s initial reaction.
But just as he was about to dismiss it, he suddenly caught a whiff of the aroma of instant noodles. In an instant, Craig’s mouth watered, and he had an irresistible urge to take a bite of instant noodles.
Alright, I’ll buy some to satisfy my craving. With that thought in mind, Craig checked the price of the instant noodles on the trading platform.
It was fine not to look, but after taking a glance, he was shocked. Goodness gracious, a box of instant noodles costs fifty experience points! Why the heck don’t you go rob someone instead!
Craig had a pained expression on his face.
He was even on the verge of cursing out loud.
This guy’s heart is way too dark.
For just a box of instant noodles, they want fifty experience points! Keep in mind that killing a level-one zombie only grants one experience point. Killing a level-two zombie gives you two experience points. Craig was truly furious.
"I won’t eat these overpriced instant noodles, right? I should be able to resist!"
However, when he tried to exit the page. The aroma of instant noodles lingered in his nose, and he couldn’t help but remember the taste.
The taste was still fresh in his memory.
