Chapter 188.
The Southwest Bazaar was the most lively place in Southwest.
Almost most of the existing population of Southwest had spread out with this place as the center, gathering together to survive together.
Of course, it was also for the sake of being closer to the God of Light, not only having the protection of the God of Light’s team, but also being able to turn to the “God of Light” to save their lives when they encountered a crisis.
As a result, instead of the barrenness outside, the southwest market area was very lively, with countless buildings clustered around the castle and even some stores.
Before the caravan drove up, the onlookers had already crowded the gate of the bazaar.
Li Xin and Jiang Yu poked their heads out and looked curiously in the direction of the bazaar, both pairs of eyes widening.
Jiang Yu: “There’s really a store?”
Li Xin: “What are they selling?”
Lai Wan Yun also looked up, then withdrew her eyes and faintly said, “This place has the appearance of the second year of the end of the last life, of course there will be stores, but it’s not the same as the stores before the end of the world.”
Her mood was a little heavy as she thought of her last life.
Long Tianyu added, “It’s indeed different, the pre-apocalyptic stores only have stores that sell water, as well as stores where plant-based adepts sell food, and weapon stores run by gold-based adepts, and the rest are the type of bounty stores that buy lives and news.”
Wu Buye sucked in his breath, his face full of novelty, “So are there any requirements for opening a store? Shouldn’t everyone be able to open a store?”
Miao Yuan replied, “Of course, if you don’t have the skills, even if you open a store, you will be robbed, this is the end times, where is the order, to be robbed is to be incapable, there is no place to talk about it.”
He shook his head and sighed, “That’s why water system ability users all go directly to the store that sells water to sell, and won’t open their own store.”
With the presence of Water Alien, the price of water wasn’t too expensive, it was mainly food and weapons that were expensive.
Wu Buye’s eyes lit up and asked again, “What is the currency?”
Miao Yuan: “Barter, mainly food.”
Food was the hard currency of the End Times.
Jiang Yu: “Pre-apocalyptic grain?”
Don’t look at them all as coming from the National Special Intelligence Service, but in this life, their memories are still in the third month of the end times, and even if they know the future, they have not seen it with their own eyes.
These images of the third year of the end times were really the first time they had seen them.
Miao Yuan: “There are also plant-based adepts who grow them.”
Jiang Yu was surprised; “Isn’t land not plantable?”
Miao Yuan: “There are Earth Alien ah, the Earth Alien creates some soil out, and the Plant Alien grows a batch of food on the soil, and I heard that you can only grow a batch of it, and the soil will be contaminated.”
He shook his head, rather sighing.
Jiang Yu was silent.
The other earth system psychics were also silent.
Oh, almost forgot, the Alterans here had all evolved for two years, their strength wasn’t normally strong, and if they weren’t Alterans who had awakened early, they couldn’t really whisk them away.
What they couldn’t do, these aberrants could already accomplish.
Lai Wan Yun and Long Tian Yu were familiar with this kind of planting.
Wu Buye: “Only plant-based alienists can plant, if they unite, won’t they be able to completely monopolize the value of food? Make the rules?”
He muttered, his face full of deep thought.
Lai Wan Yun and Long Tian Yu spoke in unison, “Isn’t that what you did?!”
In his last life, this guy united the flying aliens, monopolized intelligence and news, and pinched all the aliens in the palm of his hand, making people hate him.
Wu Buye: “……”
The two gave him a sidelong glance and withdrew their eyes in disgust.
In his last life, this guy was the one who had the biggest and darkest store!
The car drove to the entrance, Sheng An and their car moved to the front, directly facing the xenos in the southwest, they were looking at the caravan, and the caravan’s people were also looking at them.
Mostly because they were all Alterans, the Southwest Bazaar scene looked fantastic.
On both sides of the road, every now and then, a head drilled out from the ground, curiously looked at it, then retracted and disappeared.
–This was an earth-type psychic.
Some people fell behind the crowd, so they simply built a stand and stood on it to look out over the caravan, taking in the sights.
–This is the Gold Alien.
And a tree?
Oh no, that’s a person, it’s just a lot of vines growing, flailing and lifting up a lot of people, like a tree with countless people hanging from it, funny and weird.
Someone approached the tree man and gave him something, and the “tree man” separated another vine and lifted up the “paid” people to make it easier to watch the show.
–This is a plant-type psychic.
A wind-type aberrationist suddenly appeared, with a gust of wind, blowing himself up, trying to blow to the front, directly VIP spectators.
However just landing in front ……
“Pah!”
A big mutant bear paw slapped him away fiercely.
Obviously, plugging in the queue is absolutely impossible here, either stand taller at the back, or have absolute strength and be able to stand at the very front.
The strong man is the king, everything is material ……
is manifested to the fullest here.
There is also a special ability of the guy, in the car stopped, noiselessly pickpocketed on the roof of the car, from the window to look inside, small eyes squinted up, a face of gossip.
His position on the ground is “very good”, directly in front of Qi Ling Mu.
Small eyes on Qi Ling fog eyes, from the breath of the strong pressure of small eyes pupil earthquake, and then directly from the car slid to the ground, fell a butt squat.
Crowd: “……”
Wan Wan and Wu Buye, Qi Lingmu could clearly hear that the onlookers of the Southwest Bazaar, the Exalted, were talking about-
“What a big convoy!”
“Oh my god, there are so many cars, and they seem to be in perfect condition.”
“What’s in the cars?”
“It looks very powerful.”
“Nonsense, if they didn’t have some strength, how could they have such a big convoy?”
And at that moment…
The chattering crowd suddenly quieted down, from back to front, making way.
The originally magnificent experts in front of them all honestly made way, leaving a wide path, obviously someone they couldn’t afford to mess with had appeared.
And their faces were all taken for granted, without the slightest bit of dissatisfaction or suffocation.
On this road that was given way, a group of alien energy users wearing various colors of clothes slowly walked.
And at the forefront of them, surrounded by the crowd, was a man who was clad in a robe and a hood, covering himself tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes, cold eyes.
Mysterious and powerful, that was the impression he gave off.
The tight robe made him even more mysterious and unpredictable, and some people even lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.
The moment they saw him, the surroundings were filled with voices-
“Divine Lord!”
“It’s Lord Divine Lord!”
In the midst of the respectful addresses, the man nodded slightly and led a group of xenos, walking out with an astonishing aura.
The man led the xenos and stood at the front of the caravan.
Behind them, were the Alterans who had come to the Southwest Bazaar to watch the spectacle, forming a sci-fi yet powerful image.
And the man stood at the very front.
The sense of mystery and power made the alien energy users behind them, each filled with admiration.
In the car, Miao Yuan exclaimed, “It’s God Master!”
He was starry-eyed, “Divine Lord is so strong, strong and mysterious, he’s the God of the Southwest.”
No one paid attention to him, they were all looking at the “God of Light” in front of them.
The caravan was like a long dragon, with the first black car as the leader, stretching far and wide, Sheng An and the others were inside the black car, the glass was specially made so that the people outside couldn’t see anything.
“Welcome to Southwest Base, friends who have traveled far and wide.” The man in the white robe opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be gentle, yet it carried the arrogance and indifference of a higher power.
This person was the God of Light.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the entire Southwest Bazaar fell silent.
This stance, this aura, was truly like a god, the protagonist of the world.