The strongest doomsday system

"Three catties?"

Everyone curled their lips, with the quality of the fresh grain given by Zhao Yun, even if one catty is worth five catties, or even ten catties, it is not an exaggeration, just three catties?It is indeed a bit stingy.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yun, as if they were expecting Zhao Yun to go crazy.

After all, there is a big difference between one to three and one to five, especially after a million catties.

But more people don't believe that Zhao Yun has so much fresh food.

"One thousand catties is rare, tens of thousands of catties is incredible, tens of millions of catties? I'm the first one not to believe it!"

"I don't believe it either, it's just putting on airs!"

Zhao Yun ignored everyone's doubts, but stretched lazily, "That's fine, then I'll pay 70 catties first..."

"70 catties..."

Everyone was stunned, 70 catties?Even if calculated on a one-to-three basis, it can be worth 210 million catties of ordinary grain!

"boast!"

Someone sneered: "I'd like to see how he took out 70 catties!"

"I don't believe it either. Is that fresh food really the Chinese cabbage before the end?"

"Even if you are bragging and pretending to be aggressive, you have to have a limit. I see how he will die when he can't produce fresh food!"

Many people despised him, thinking that Zhao Yun was bragging.

"Tsk tsk, this guy, he made a reversal before. He took out a thousand catties of fresh grain and successfully attracted everyone's attention. Do you want to do it again now?"

"Unfortunately, he has no chance! If he can afford 70 catties of fresh grain, I'll eat this coffee table!"

There is also a "casual cultivator" with a big mouth who is not like ordinary people, and he bets bluntly.

Chapter 31 Big Mouth Guilty

"220 catties..."

Bu Jueyuan frowned, he took the eye of truth very seriously, and almost bet everything on it.

This amount made the corners of the mouths of the two old monks beside him twitch, but it was hard to stop them.

At this moment, the two of them hoped that Zhao Yun would have more food than Bu Jueyuan.Otherwise, when they return to Mahayana Buddhism, they will not be easy to explain...

220 million catties, Mahayana Buddhism is not unaffordable, but can it be exchanged for a single-effect eye of truth?But it was a bit wasted.

Perhaps for people with special needs, the Eye of Truth is extremely useful, but for ordinary people, it is not so important.

In other words, the Eye of Truth is really good, but a bit off the beaten path.

"Another price increase!"

The 'melon-eating crowd' expressed their interest and looked at Zhao Yun one by one.

"I'd like to see if he'll make it even bigger!"

The man with the big mouth said: "My coffee table is ready, as long as he can really take a picture of the real eye, eat it for you to see!"

"80 million catties!"

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, and reported 80 catties, not because he cared about the eyes of everyone, but because he was already reaching his limit.

Miao Xiaomiao's farm system is really powerful. The food is grown quickly and well, and the output is extremely high. Even if only a hundred fields have been opened up in Jiangshan Yujing, it has grown over a million catties of food in just over a month. Come.

But that's all. After all, land area and time limit the possibility of more food production.

Excluding what people eat and what is still very fresh, in the eyes of Zhao Yun and Jiangshan Yujing, the grain that is 'second-class' and that is about to 'spoil' is more than 80 catties.

"you win!"

Bu Jueyuan sighed and stopped bidding.

He is very clear about the resources he can mobilize, and he understands what so much food means to Mahayana Buddhism, so how can he pay a high price?It's so unwise.

"Under normal circumstances, it should be the limit to be able to auction 150 million catties, but now it has reached 240 million catties..."

He whispered, as if comforting himself.

"make a deal!"

In the end, the hunchbacked old man made a deal, confirming that the real eye was photographed by Zhao Yun.

"Tsk tsk, this guy, really bought it? I want to see how he trades!" The big-mouthed supernatural being sneered.

"Hey, didn't you say that he ate the coffee table after he took the picture? Now that the picture has been taken, you eat it!" Someone beside him made a big mouthful of the coffee table.

"Nonsense!" The big-mouthed supernatural person sneered, "It counts as taking pictures now? If he can't produce the fresh food of the same grade as before 80 catties, he will have to die here."

"I think you want to renege on your debt!"

People laughed, but they also felt from the bottom of their hearts that Zhao Yun couldn't afford so much food.

"That's right, I observed that guy carefully just now, and when I made an offer, I frowned."

"It looks calm now, but it must be faking!"

"Look, it's the mule or the horse that will always be pulled out to slip away, and the outcome will be revealed soon."

The 'melon eaters' are always the most enthusiastic, and they are very concerned about some things, such as the current auction.

"Because your grain is not in the designated place, you need to show your grain before the successful transaction." The hunchbacked old man smiled at Zhao Yun.

"Here we come! He'll reveal himself soon!"

The 'melon eaters' expressed their joy, as if they were watching a comedy.

"No problem, but..." Zhao Yun got up and looked around for a moment: "80 catties, I'm afraid it will drown most of this auction venue."

"Are you sure you want me to take it out here?"

"That's right!" The hunchbacked old man smiled brightly, his wrinkled face seemed to come alive: "Let's go out!"

He took the Eye of Reality from the hand of the maid, held it in his hand, and strode out of the auction venue.

Zhao Yun followed closely with a faint smile on his face, followed by the glamorous Qin Lu, and Jiang Ke who embraced the little boy.

"Let's go, let's follow!"

The 'melon-eating crowd' and people from all major forces have followed suit. Now that the auction is almost over, as long as Zhao Yun can produce the corresponding food, it will be considered officially over.

Even if they can't get it out, according to the rules, the Eye of Reality belongs to Bu Jueyuan. In other words, they can...leave at any time.

"Hey, Dazui, you have to bring the coffee table, we are still waiting to see you eat!" Someone giggled and reminded with 'good intentions'.

"What I said and the fart I let go are very solid, don't worry!"

Da Zui slapped his chest until he picked up a coffee table and followed behind the crowd, his face was full of confidence, and he didn't think he would lose.

The hunchbacked old man took the lead and walked through the cd base city, and soon came to an empty warehouse.

The warehouse is not small, and it is no problem to accommodate millions of catties of grain.

"Okay, here it is, let's show it!"

At the same time, special warehouse personnel lined up to appear.

"They are responsible for estimating how much food you have. Don't worry, they are all professional and have corresponding abilities, which are more accurate than using scales."

"No problem!" Zhao Yun shook his head and chuckled, then walked to the center of the warehouse.

wow...

As if waving his hand at will, countless plump and white rice appeared out of thin air, and more and more, they quickly piled up into hills.

The rice continued to increase, and Zhao Yun had to back away so as not to be buried in it.

"This... so much?"

The 'melon-eating crowd' were all stunned. They were also supernatural beings, and many of them were leaders of small and medium-sized forces. But where have they seen so much food?

What's more, these rices are extremely fresh, as if they have just been peeled from the fresh grains, and they still have a rice fragrance!

They can eat some yellow rice on weekdays, which is already very rare...

"One hundred thousand pounds!"

The supernatural beings in charge of auditing began to count.

"15... 20 catties!"

"30 million!"

In the end, Zhao Yun released a full 30 catties of fresh rice, which shocked everyone present!

"30 catties of fresh rice..."

Not only people from small and medium forces, but even Bu Jueyuan, Mo Huanyan, Hot Blood Pepper and others couldn't help but marvel. When they looked at Zhao Yun, it was like looking at a mobile treasure house.

"How is this possible?" Big Mouth's supernatural being felt unbelievable: "Even if he has so much food, where is he hiding it?"

"The legendary space ring? The backpack of the system host? But can it hold so much?"

"You haven't played online games, have you?" Someone laughed: "If it is the backpack of the system host, the same items can be stacked infinitely, and only occupy one backpack slot!"

"Of course labor and management know, but...is there no weight limit for the system backpack?" Big mouth stared, a little guilty...

But he still expressed his disbelief that Zhao Yun could come up with 80 catties.

"Cough!" Zhao Yun coughed dryly, walked aside, and began to take out...vegetables from the system backpack!

"If it was in the game, there would indeed be a weight limit, loads, etc., but... there is no reality." He murmured in his heart, mourning for Da Zui.

Chapter 32 The Lord of the Salvation Army...

Compared with a full 30 catties of rice, there are fewer vegetables, but there are still a full 20 catties!

In Zhao Yun's view, these vegetables are 'defective products' that have begun to turn yellow and will go bad in a few days.

But in the eyes of others, these yellow vegetables are rare fresh vegetables!

"This..." People from all the major forces glanced at Zhao Yun one after another, deeply remembering this person they had known before.

"This guy should not be underestimated. There must be something strange about being able to produce so much food!"

However, Zhao Yun didn't care what they thought, when they arrived at another place, a large pile of fruits appeared out of thin air.

Although fruits and vegetables are not strictly considered 'food', in the apocalypse, as long as they are normal food, they are food!

Vegetables are light, but fruits are heavier. Like rice, it weighs 30 catties!

"It's really 80 catties? How is it possible?"

"Am I dazzled? Or am I dreaming? There are so many fresh grains?"

"Oh my God, am I suffering from paranoia? It's winter now, where do so many fruits and vegetables come from, and they are so fresh?"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Shock!Speechless!

Many people were stunned and didn't know how to describe their feelings at the moment.

Even the hunchbacked old man couldn't help but take a deep look at Zhao Yun, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"A total of 80 catties!"

Finally, the auditors reported the numbers!

"Okay, the Eye of Truth belongs to you!"

The hunchbacked old man chuckled, threw the Eye of Reality to Zhao Yun, and then looked at everyone.

"Everyone, this is the warehouse of my cd base city, please leave!" His voice was flat, but with an unquestionable majesty.

"If anyone wants to stay in the cd base city for a while, then we welcome everyone to visit or consume. Of course, the premise is to abide by the law!"

"If you want to leave, you can leave at any time!"

After finishing speaking, he almost drove everyone out of the warehouse, and then led them away.

"Congratulations!" Bu Jueyuan sighed, and said to Zhao Yun: "If you see the benefactor in the future, I will have to go around it!"

"Little monk, you go, you are not our opponent without the eye of truth!"

"Master, Wudang is very interested in exchanging your fresh food." Mo Huanyan scratched her head and expressed that she wanted to exchange some fresh food.

"Okay, but I don't want those spicy chickens that are about to go moldy... If there are precious materials, I can exchange some for you!" Zhao Yun said bluntly, making everyone around who heard it smile bitterly.