Chapter 178: She Successfully Slimmed Down to 683 Jin

Scavenging in the Wasteland

Ying Ruoying took the one million points Shi Yuebai gave her and handed out 100,000 points each to the six oddballs.

She also got two more communicators from Guai Guai and gave them to Grandpa Bao and Baozi.

At the same time, she gave Grandpa Bao and Baozi 100,000 points each.

With these 100,000 points, they could stock up on a lot of daily necessities.

Daily necessities weren’t worth much—an item of clothing, a jar of facial cleanser, things like that. If you tried to exchange them for points with the management class, you might only get a few points per item.

But Ying Ruoying was offering 100 points per item.

Even at 100 points each, it would take a long time to spend all of Shi Yuebai’s one million points on daily necessities.

Grandpa Bao, Baozi, and the six oddballs went into “sweeping mode” outside the big city.

Each of them carried a large burlap sack, and whenever they saw someone with daily necessities, they’d go up and ask for a price.

No one could refuse an offer of 100 points.

Even if they took big bundles of daily necessities to sell to the management, they might not even get 100 points per item.

Selling just ten items would net them 1,000 points.

According to the spam messages, 999 points could be exchanged for a portion of ready-to-eat food.

Since Ying Ruoying had already caught Scarface’s attention, she hadn’t been staying in the big city lately. She just had everyone bring all the daily necessities they collected to Shi Yuebai’s place.

After all, Shi Yuebai’s Tongzi Block was close to the city anyway.

Very soon, Shi Yuebai’s place was piled high with daily necessities:

- Laundry disinfectant x158

- Deep moisturizing body wash x689

- Hydrating hand cream x632

- Whitening toothpaste x2468

Shi Yuebai then had Xu Xuejiao distribute whatever could be handed out from the stockpile in Tongzi Block to her people.

The elderly folks who scavenged and dug irrigation ditches each received, in a single day, two bottles of laundry disinfectant, ten bottles of body wash, twenty tubes of hand cream, and a hundred tubes of toothpaste, and so on.

Some of the old folks bared their teeth and counted the few they had left.

Honestly, they didn’t really need that much toothpaste—most of them barely had any teeth left.

Even if they used it for years, they probably wouldn’t finish it all.

But Yuebai said everyone should keep their breath fresh, so when they talked to her, there’d be no bad breath.

So everyone obediently accepted the supplies and squatted outside the second wall every morning and evening to brush their teeth.

But even with this kind of extravagance, the daily necessities Ying Ruoying collected kept piling up day by day.

After giving everyone ten sets of new clothes, Shi Yuebai had Xu Xuejiao organize people to move all the supplies piled up in Tongzi Block to behind the public toilets.

Previously, Yi Zhe had used a teleportation array to send Shi Yuebai a lot of tarps.

The rolls of tarp were stacked two stories high.

Shi Yuebai had people cover the supplies with these tarps.

Even after covering a football-field-sized pile of supplies, there was still a lot of tarp left.

Not wanting to waste space, Shi Yuebai had them add another layer.

These tarps were common in the team. Many poorer, less capable teams couldn’t get good tents, so they’d use tarps to enclose their living spaces.

Some people used the same tarp for years, full of holes, with no way to get a new one.

Ah Hong squatted on top of the supplies, helping Nong Yasi below secure the second layer of tarp.

A cold wind blew, and Ah Hong shivered.

She looked ahead—the distance was shrouded in gray.

“How many days has it been this cold? Why hasn’t the sun come out?”

Ah Hong grumbled, but didn’t think much of it.

The weather in the wasteland changed abruptly—when it was hot, it could roast you alive; when it turned cold, it was suddenly winter.

Days like this, getting colder and colder, with no sun for a long time—

It was abnormal.

But in the wasteland, that was normal.

Shi Yuebai stood by the reservoir, her palm pressed to its wall.

Inside the huge reservoir, waves were rising higher and higher.

The reservoir, which had been half-empty, quickly filled up again.

Shi Yuebai checked her current weight internally.

Today marked the seventh month of Shi Xiangrui, and she had successfully slimmed herself down to 683 jin (about 341.5 kg).

Behind Shi Yuebai, Xiao Jiao came running up in a hurry.

“Auntie, more supplies have arrived.”

Shi Yuebai was numb to it by now; she didn’t even turn her head.

“See if there are any diapers—pick out all the baby and adult diapers.”

“Send the rest to the supply depot.”

The football-field-sized supply dump was now called the supply depot.

Inside, boxes were stacked on top of boxes.

If something wasn’t boxed, it was packed in plastic bags, tied tight and piled together.

And just as Shi Yuebai’s daily necessities were reaching ridiculous quantities—

The supply exchange office for the city’s management class experienced its first slow day.

A woman working at the counter held up a small mirror, looking at her sallow, dark face.

That was a face washed with 100% radiation-polluted water.

She held a tube of lipstick and asked her colleague across from her,

“Why are fewer and fewer people bringing daily necessities to exchange these days?”

“We’re about to get off work and not a single person has come to trade today.”

Her colleague rolled her eyes. “Good, less work for us, and we don’t have to smell those people’s stench.”

“And we’ve had less to do lately—what’s wrong with that?”

Anyone who could get into the management system—even just as a low-level clerk at the exchange office—had a powerful background.

Since the apocalypse began, they’d lived without worry.

It was only after the wasteland era began that life got harder for them.

But compared to ordinary survivors, they were still much better off.

Everyone else was filthy, but only the management class could take a bath every ten days or so.

The woman applying lipstick pulled her cardigan tighter.

“That’s true, hehe.”

Before the two could finish enjoying their break, their supervisor rushed down from upstairs.

He looked anxious.

“Did any mercenaries bring daily necessities today?”

The woman with the lipstick pouted. “Nope.”

The supervisor immediately got angry. “What are those mercenaries doing?”

“How long has it been since they brought daily necessities?!”

Not only were they not bringing daily necessities, they weren’t even bringing ready-made food.

Did they still want to buy water or not?

No way!

The supervisor told the two clerks,

“Raise the price of water for mercenaries by another half a percent.”

Those mercenaries, in order to buy water, would have to hurry and find more ready-made food and daily necessities to exchange for points.

The management upstairs were running out of ready-made food and daily necessities.

Today’s update is even later, ahhh."

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