Digging To Survive: I Can See Hints Chapter 96
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At night in the regional channel.
The atmosphere for chatting was very good.
Most people could only chat when they were bored.
They either exchanged information or traded items,
Sometimes, they even had to pick up flints.
"F*ck, I was so unlucky just now. A group of green-skinned midgets suddenly came in. I don't know what kind of creatures they are. They pressed me to the ground and measured my soles with a wooden stick."
"You met them too? Are they 1.34 meters tall, fast, and in large numbers? I met the same thing in the afternoon. I don't know which guy offended them."
"It's already good that no one died. They seem to be looking for someone. Anyway, they are all babbling and can't understand what they are saying. Measuring the shoes must be comparing the footprints. Also, the green-skinned midgets are annoying me, as if they want to see what I ate. It's disgusting."
"What, he's just going through your feces? This... The green-skinned midgets even asked me to lower my pants to investigate."
"Who in the group would dare? Admit it."
A few people were talking about the green-skinned creature.
Klein saw it the moment he entered, so how could he not know what was going on?
It must be that the gnomes had already discovered that the field had been wiped clean by him.
Then, the followers traded information.
Finding a person was equivalent to comparing the size of their footprints.
The gnomes weren't bad.
All they needed to do was to find the culprit who could match the footprint!
"I have 50 liters of second-hand bathwater here. Does anyone want it?"
Klein sent an urgent message as the latter sent it.
Once the message was sent, the area immediately fell silent.
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"Hahahahaha, does anyone want Big Boss Klein's bathwater?"
"Heh, don't tell me. I kind of want it. The last time I saw someone use a hot spring bath water, it was the same."
"How do I exchange it?"
"Actually, it's good to filter it. Besides, there's Big Brother's aura on it, so I have to get a portion."
There was teasing.
But there were also people who really needed it.
Alice suddenly said, "Big Brother Klein, can I exchange for all of it? I haven't showered in a long time. I don't care if it's second-hand!"
Alice suddenly appeared and completely let go of her sense of shame. "Can I? QAQ."
"Sure. The quality of the water is alright. If you heat it up again, you can definitely bathe again."
Klein sent two messages in a row.
Klein smiled and said, "If you really want to buy all of them in one go, I can give you an additional 500 ml of snow water. After you bathe, you can use the snow water to wipe yourself."
"Great! Thank you, Brother Klein. What's the price? Please say it!"
Klein smiled and said, "Gold, silver, or crystals. I'll give it to you for five units in total."
The last time she looked at the sanitation system, he had sold 100 liters of second-hand bathwater for one rune.
Alice smiled and said, "Yes, yes. I'll make the deal with you right away. I haven't showered in a few days, and I feel terrible all over!"
Alice was so happy when she thought of being able to bathe.
So what if she had Klein's original smell?
She had a strange smell and couldn't care too much.
The two of them completed the transaction.
Klein received three silver pieces and two crystals.
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After the transaction, Alice sent him a private message.
"Brother Klein, if there's any bathwater to be sold next time, please consider me first! I love second-hand bathwater!"
"Alright. For long-term cooperation, I can give you a discount on the price."
Klein had a strange expression as he agreed to the deal.
This darn world had forced a beautiful girl into such a state.
'Should I call her a second-hand bathwater contractor in the future?'
Klein felt guilty about selling gutter oil!
..
It was already dawn when he woke up.
After coming to the catacombs world for an entire week, Klein had gradually gotten used to it.
It wasn't just him. Most of the players who had lived until now were already used to it.
He got up and washed up.
Klein ran to the first level to check on the second meat field.
He cut off a piece of meat and checked the details.
[Perfect Snowdrift Ox Beef: After a special modification, the meat that was already full of flavor has a perfect texture. It's super tender. Fat but not greasy, and rich in nutrients. It can sweep away fatigue and restore energy with a score of 85. Current consumption is five stars, overall score 85.]
"85 points!"
Klein exclaimed.
At his current location, he saw the meat with the highest score.
How delicious was this?
"Such tender beef. I have to eat a steak for breakfast."
Klein cut two large pieces of Snowdrift Ox beef.
The meat was fine and clean.
The texture was like snow.
There was no smell of blood.
From now on, there was a faint fragrance.
The Snowdrift Ox beef had a fragrance to begin with. After being modified, the fragrance was even deeper.
With just a taste of his fingers, Klein was already craving for a mouthful of it.
He was certain that it was possible to eat it raw.
He brought three pieces of beef to the kitchen on the fourth floor.
He started a fire.
On the rack, [Frying Pan].
He put in the sesame oil from the rapeseed.
He heated it up and put in the beef to grill.
"It would definitely be good to make a beef hotpot."
Klein licked his lips.
Little Fox and Little Wind sat obediently in front of the table, waiting for everyone's breakfast to be served.
He simply put in a little rose salt and black pepper onto the steak.
As described, the steak was too tender. It felt like the intertwining of the tongue and taste buds.
A little more Fruit Wine.
A simple breakfast ended.
Klein went out to collect the fish catcher and the runic beehive again. He was busy.
The fish catcher still had a harvest, and he once again received eight Sand Fish.
As usual, the Long Sand Fish were on sale.
The runic beehive had stopped operating last night.
The Sand Bees returned to their beehives.
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