Chapter 29 Fixed-Point Teleportation

After lunch, Liu Mingyu borrowed 3,000 grams of energy spar from Liu Fugui.

Came to the auction house service desk and paid the fee.

Liu Mingyu won a total of four items in this auction.

One Pacer assault rifle: 500 grams.

A piece of meteorite fragment: 500 grams.

Ten slaves: 2000 grams.

Secondary energy spar: 20000 grams.

Total consumption: 23000 grams of energy spar.

It hurts. Liu Mingyu, who was rich, suddenly became a pauper and still owes 3,000 grams.

As for the gold in the storage space, Liu Mingyu would never admit it.

The delivery of the items is very simple, just give it to Liu Mingyu directly.

When trading slaves, it is a little more troublesome.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, this is a slave controller, and the information in it has been replaced with your brainwave information." The administrator took something like a remote control to Liu Mingyu.

A slave chip was implanted in the back of the neck of the slaves, and a 50 microgram nano bomb was placed in the chip.

For any slave trying to escape, a 50 microgram nanobomb is enough to split that slave's head.

In the last days, the development of virtual reality technology allows human beings to freely control their thoughts.

The slave controller is made using this technology.

After the control information of the controller was replaced with Liu Mingyu's brainwave information, if Liu Mingyu wanted to kill these slaves, as long as he had a thought, he could make these nano bombs inside the chip explode.

I don't know if the technology is advanced or backward.

Ten slaves were kept in a cramped cage, each skinny as skinny.

Also, most of the people in the settlement did not eat well, so it would be nice if the food for the slaves could barely save their lives.

These slaves, even if they don't control them with nano bombs, let them go, they can't move.

The slaves were curled up in the cage, looking at Liu Mingyu outside the cage in fear, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Hit, this is a group of people who are about to die, and they also cheated on me with 2,000 grams of energy spar." Liu Mingyu complained to the manager.

"Boss, these slaves can feed themselves with just a little something, and they are the best bait when charging into battle," the administrator said with a smile.

That's right, slaves are mostly bought for bait here.

"Your bait is so valuable. After all, a slave costs 200 grams. How many zombies have to be killed to get it back? It's a big loss."

Liu Mingyu muttered, he just did it for them to see.

The administrator smiled and didn't say a word. The slaves who usually only need 6 to 70 grams were fired to 200 grams, which is considered a skill.

The administrator opened the iron door, knocked on the iron cage with an iron rod, and shouted, "Come out, this boss is your future master."

The slave in the cage staggered and walked out slowly holding the iron rod.

Ten slaves, eight men and two women, with haggard faces, staring blankly at Liu Mingyu, they should be young, most of them are in their thirties.

The quality of these slaves is not bad. They are still in their prime. As long as they have enough food and drink, they still have a lot of strength.

But to put it lightly, I have not enough food and drink, and there is no surplus food for these slaves.

Others don't, Liu Mingyu has it.

Liu Mingyu intends to establish his own power here, and these slaves are quite useful.

"Brother Lu, go find a car, we're going back now." Liu Mingyu ordered.

He was afraid that these people would not be able to walk back to the villa. Finally, Liu Fugui found a truck and brought it to the door, and then boarded the bus to go back.

Back at the villa, let Li Liping and the others cook a pot of porridge, so that these slaves are full.

He Wenqing walked to Lu Haipeng and whispered, "Brother Lu, there are more than ten people suddenly added. The Chen Mi found yesterday can't last a few days."

Lu Haipeng naturally knew what she meant, and he was going to go out to search for food again, but when he knew that Liu Mingyu spent 20,000 grams of energy spar to buy things at the auction, his original worry had already been put down.

If you can spend 20,000 grams of energy spar, are you afraid that there will be no food? He comforted: "It's okay, work for the boss with peace of mind, and there will be food to eat."

Not only the problem of 20,000 grams of energy spar, it can be seen from the slaves he bought that these slaves can eat a delicious meal, can they still forget them?

After the slaves had eaten and drank, they had to bathe and change into clean clothes.

After getting dressed, ten people stood in the middle of the living room nervously, welcoming their unknown fate.

This won't be the last meal, will it?

If their thoughts are known to Lu Haipeng and the others, they will definitely sneer at it. If they really want to send them to death, they will at most have a good meal and then go to the battlefield. Where will they be allowed to take a bath and dress up cleanly? of.

"Yes, except for being thinner, it's not bad." Liu Mingyu looked at the ten slaves.

After they changed their clothes, their mental outlook was slightly better.

"Boss, how are these people arranged?" Lu Haipeng asked.

Liu Mingyu scratched his head. To be honest, the auction of these slaves was only a temporary interest, and he had no idea about what to do.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, ask them what their specialties are, and count them, and I'll see how to arrange them."

"OK."

"By the way, count your strengths." Liu Mingyu said later.

Although Lu Haipeng wondered why Liu Mingyu wanted their specialties, but since the boss said it, he should accept it.

"I don't have a house in the outer city. I plan to settle here in the future. Is there enough room?" Liu Mingyu asked.

"Yes, there is a vacant house, I'll go up and clean it up for you." He Wenqing replied.

The basic necessities of life in the villa are usually arranged by Li Liping and He Wenqing.

The villa is very big, but suddenly there are eleven more people, and the rooms are suddenly tense, and some rooms have to be accommodated by several people.

After arranging things, Liu Mingyu opened his taskbar to check.

He had already completed the task at the auction house before, but he never received the reward.

"Congratulations on completing mission one."

"Congratulations on getting the teleportation technology."

Looking at the fixed-point transmission technology, a total of ten coordinate points can be selected.

There are five coordinate points in the apocalyptic world, and five coordinate points in the real world.

Huh, I finally have a fixed-point teleportation function, and I'm no longer afraid of randomly going to the zombie lair.

The five coordinate points are not static, you can choose to delete them at any time, and then relocate the coordinates, but it will cost 1000 grams of first-level energy spar to relocate the coordinates.

1000 grams of first-class energy spar, not too expensive.

But then again, how come the system also recognizes the currency unit here?

Or is it that the system recognizes the energy in the energy spar?

Since the energy spar is used as the common currency of settlements, there must be his reasons.

Does anyone already have access to the energy inside?

Otherwise, there will be no one who has absorbed the energy in the secondary energy spar, and can obtain the special abilities of zombies.

I believe that there should be people in the settlements who are secretly studying these things, and I don’t know if they have researched them.

Forget it, don't think about it that much for now.

The storage space is already empty, so I have to go back to prepare the next trip, and the gold in the storage space has to go back and be sold.

"Crossing."

Liu Mingyu returned to the room He Wenqing helped clean up, made a fixed coordinate, and then went back to the real world.