Farmers Farming

Chapter 163: La Ang Camp

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: La Ang Camp


Suvasong Camp.


Lin Yi’s eyes lit up as he mounted the steel beast.


But the motorcycle had no control devices at all.


[Connecting to the "Dagger" navigation system... Would you like to register?]


"Of course!"


[Registration successful, you are now the sole user of this vehicle. Would you like to prevent unregistered users from using it?]


"Are you kidding me?"


[Your settings have been updated]


To move the vehicle, issue a mental command. The content of the command can be anything, as long as it means ’start’.


[Enjoy your ride!]


"Got it, then let’s try... Depart!"


Lin Yi shouted joyfully like a child, and the motorcycle started immediately.


A heads-up display with dozens of different indicators appeared before him, including battery level, backup energy core, speedometer, shield charging status, and so on.


"Flight mode!"


The steel beast roared and leaped three feet into the air, its front and rear wheels rotated sideways, spinning wildly.


Small openings at the bottom of the steel body emitted a strong light, keeping the beast stable.


[Flight mode activated]


[Current magic value consumption is 20 units per hour]


The motorcycle rose to a height of three meters in the air.


Although Lin Yi was thrilled, he immediately received a system alert...


[Magic value consumption increased to 100 units per hour]


Realizing that the new toy’s energy consumption was astonishing while flying, Lin Yi switched the "Dagger" back to ground driving mode and headed towards the destination—


Laon Town, go!


The motorcycle roared along the empty streets. Accelerating from 0 to 60 kilometers took only half a second, this was no joke.


The motorcycle’s gravity control system automatically activated, a translucent shield enveloped the rider, so he wouldn’t feel any discomfort at high speeds.


As he just left the town, he immediately encountered numerous obstacles, significantly slowing down.


"If only..." the man muttered under his breath, then activated the collision shield.


The front of the motorcycle was instantly covered by a layer of pale green light, like the burning tail of a meteor streaking through the atmosphere.


The steel beast rammed into a small car, smashing it to pieces, leaving chunks of molten metal behind.


"Wow..."


The shield energy decreased by 10 units.


"Damn it!"


Lin Yi turned off the collision shield and began choosing to avoid obstacles rather than crashing into them.


But this meant he had to reduce the speed to 60 kilometers per hour, yet even so, it only took him about 40 minutes to reach Laon.


According to a rider who once opposed the rule of the Great Angel, the survivor camp was located in a large warehouse-style store on the northern side of the town.


Lin Yi was stopped on the outskirts of the town.


The guards tried to stop him, but when they saw what he was riding, they froze, and he finally stopped himself.


Three armed men carefully observed the steel beast and its rider, dressed in futuristic-style armor.


"Sir... are you here on business, or just passing through?"


"Just passing through, but if there’s a survivor camp in this town, maybe we could do some business. You need food, right?"


"Uh... I don’t..."


Before he could finish, Lin Yi waved his hand, and a pile of large potatoes appeared in the middle of the road.


With another wave, the potatoes disappeared again.


"Convey this to your leader, and have them decide quickly. I don’t like waiting."


Lin Yi, sitting on the motorcycle, folded a piece of paper into a paper airplane and threw it to the guard.


The guard caught it and quickly said, "Okay... understood!"


"What did he say? What was that thing?"


"Shut up and get me a walkie-talkie, now!"


He grabbed the walkie-talkie from another guard’s hand, contacted the person in charge, and relayed the content on the paper.


The paper contained a price list, which, besides food, also offered biofuel made from corn.


Three minutes later.


"Sir, the leader would like to trade with you. Would you prefer to wait here, or should I take you to the camp?"


"You might as well take me to the camp, discussing business in the middle of the road isn’t auspicious."


"Alright..."


Soon, the steel beast followed a car into the Laon city area,


There, on the northern side of the town, a large crowd had gathered, and as usual, Lin Yi and his steel steed caused a commotion.


The camp leader was an old man wearing level 3 mage armor, with a level 2 magic staff on his shoulder.


The old man got straight to the point: "Level 4 equipment?"


"That’s right."


"I see. Recently, we bought some food that looks a lot like yours..."


"That’s food I provided, but you bought it through a middleman."


"Understood, how much can you sell us?"


"Look at this paper, old man. It states the exact prices. As for the quantity, even if you have 10 million coins, it won’t be enough to buy all my goods."


Hearing Lin Yi say "1 million coins," the nearby crowd immediately buzzed with chatter.


Lin Yi grinned, revealing a fierce expression, then conjured the head of a Great Angel and tossed it at the old man’s feet.


All the survivors recognized the leader of the Angel Gang. Many faces showed shock, while more were filled with terrified screams.


"He... he killed the Great Angel!"


"The Angel... the Angel Gang is finished!?"


The old man’s expression was a bit awkward. Don’t throw it at me, those eyes are still staring straight at me.


"We have 310,760 coins, and we’re ready to use all this money to buy your food. Let’s talk about the order..."


"Okay!"


Half an hour later.


The old man led Lin Yi to a large warehouse-style storage facility.


"Sir, you..."


Lin Yi didn’t speak. He waved his hand, and in an instant, a mountain of food filled the warehouse.


Seeing this, the old man first widened his eyes and then broke into a wide smile.


He had just bought a whole 30 tons of meat!


Plus 2 tons of vegetables, 10 tons of wheat, and more than 20 tons of potatoes, and he even bought fruit.


The Suvasong Camp was relatively small, with about 1,000 people, many of whom were advanced professionals.


They had traveled through several towns and only cleared the surrounding area of zombies two months ago before coming to Suvasong.


Lin Yi also learned that most of the zombies in the area had moved east, and no one knew exactly where they were headed, but the general direction was Luxembourg.


After some thought, the old man smiled and said, "Besides coins, do you accept other items in exchange for food?"


"Vaccine bracelets, ammunition, medicines, skill books, building materials, and other resources, components, chemicals. Agricultural equipment too. Also, farm machinery and scrap metal. I need things like steel, iron, copper. If there are good grape vines, I wouldn’t mind taking them either."


Lin Yi rattled off as if reciting a menu.


The old man was old and only caught the last part.


"If you’re looking for grapes, you should go to the Champagne Region. It’s about 120 kilometers southeast of here, but we have everything else! We will trade them with you for some vaccine bracelets."


The old man grinned widely, rubbing his hands subconsciously, eyes sparkling.


Suvasong has several large shipping and construction companies, some warehouses, and even a prison!


These are all materials for trading...


Another half-hour later.


The old man had already taken Lin Yi for a tour inside the Suvasong Camp, then he asked.


"Are all these worth... 20 tons?"


"Are you dreaming, old man?"


"Please calculate it higher for me. Apart from camp property, you can take whatever you want in Suvasong."


"What doesn’t count as camp property?"


"All items that are not being guarded."


"Hmm... if you’re willing to include all those items, I’ll give an extra 10 tons of meat and 10 tons of potatoes."


Lin Yi and the old man stopped in front of the construction company.


There were all kinds of interesting things here, including goods in several warehouses and various lifting equipment.


Lin Yi used the walkie-talkie to start giving orders: "Solomon, I need about 100 people from the ’Recycler’ group, arrange it as soon as possible!"


The old man turned pale at the word "Recycler," and carefully asked.


"Uh, sir... what kind of people are these ’Recyclers’? We..."


"They’re our scavenging squad; they won’t actually go and seize others’ property or anything." Lin Yi saw the old man’s increasing anxiety and explained.


Then he realized that in the old man’s eyes, he seemed to have long been labeled extremely dangerous...


"It looks like there’s a railway here. Does that mean you have a train station?"


"Yes."


"Wonderful!"


Melanie called out over the radio, "Boss!"


"Hold on a second," Lin Yi said to the old man and then walked about ten meters away, "Go ahead."


"The beastmen are here. They want to talk to you."


"Hmm, okay, I’ll be right there." Lin Yi turned and faced the old man, smiling awkwardly, "I have something to deal with. I’ll be back in at most ten minutes."


"Alright..." the old man said softly.


Then he stared in amazement as the merchant disappeared right under his nose!?


Oh, it seemed he even kindly teleported a reclining chair for him?


The old man thought for a while and then sat on the chair, quickly falling into contemplation.


...


Inside the shelter.


Lin Yi appeared near the fence by the south wall.


At this time, the Beastman Lord Terghai was there with several of his elders, waiting.


He picked up a piece of the negotiation board from the ground and greeted his beastman peers.


"Lovely beastmen, long time no see!"


"Hmm-hmm! We too, great human lord Lin Yi, I see you’ve got some nice gear. Quite impressive!"


After a few pleasantries, Terghai quickly assessed Lin Yi and said.


"I want more ore, but I have nothing else to trade. Before we start invading that island, I can only let young people work for you..."


"Oh? Hmm... I think of a place to settle them... How many people are there?"


"Two thousand, to be exact, 2155 people."


"Alright, so what are your terms?"


"You must provide them with food and pay them with ore. You can decide the amount of payment based on how useful these youngsters are to you. The rest will be handled by the Soul (Shelter)."


The Beastman Lord held a glowing glass orb, and a few seconds later, a system prompt appeared...