White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 29 The White Bone Demon's Good Relationships

the next day.

Gu Bai successfully passed his driving test (Part 3 and Part 4).

Before he even left the traffic management bureau, his driver's license was delivered to him; it was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

What happened to the afternoon we were supposed to have?

Not only him, but everyone else did the same; basically, they received their certificates on the spot after the exam.

back home.

Gu Bai received a message from Zhang Yu: "Gu Qingyi applied to travel with you, did you agree?"

"I agree," Gu Bai replied.

"Okay, tell me a location, she'll come to you tonight."

"Liuhe Slaughterhouse, departing at five o'clock," Gu Bai said.

Gu Qingyi also sent a message: "I'm packing my things, I'll arrive on time."

Gu Bai put down his phone, ate a piece of dried yam, and sent a message to Liu Wu, asking him to drive that night.

Liu Wu replied, "Go to the bank and activate your transfer limit. I'll make you some money first. I never delay payments."

"Okay." Gu Bai thought for a moment, then went to the bank to activate large-amount transfer.

Liu Wu has already sent him the contact address. He will go to Xiaojiaji that night to pick up fifty pigs. The purchase price is eight yuan, and the wholesale price is thirteen yuan.

"Xiao Gu, remember this: you must not be soft-hearted. You can't increase the money just because someone is older. If you loosen your grip, you'll have to give in to everyone."

Liu Wu called and earnestly warned, "Don't be fooled by the fact that we almost doubled the price after bringing them back. The meat yield is only about 75%. Even if you sell the offal, fifty pigs will only earn you 40,000 to 50,000 yuan... And that still has to be deducted for fuel, water, electricity, and other miscellaneous expenses. If you back out... we might lose money."

"Understood," Gu Bai replied.

"This income is actually not bad, it's just that the higher-ups won't allow it to increase," Liu Wu said.

"That's already a lot, Uncle Liu," Gu Bai said.

Even if you split the 40,000 to 50,000 a day with Liu Wu, that's still more than 20,000.

Some slaughterhouses secretly raised prices and were fined terribly.

It was 4:30.

Gu Bai rode his tricycle to the slaughterhouse.

Gu Qingyi had arrived, dressed in a police uniform, with a black bag beside her.

Liu Wu handed the car keys to Gu Bai: "The gas tank is full. It'll last you three or four days. After that, you'll have to fill it up yourself."

"Okay." Gu Bai took the car keys and got into the car.

Gu Qingyi got into the car and immediately opened her bag.

"Holy crap, what is this thing?" Gu Bai was startled.

"Standard equipment." Gu Qingyi calmly said while holding the automatic rifle, "The magazine capacity is 30 rounds. Just in case, I brought a first-aid kit, ten magazines, three steel ball grenades, and two sets of bulletproof vests. You should wear those too."

Gu Bai: "..."

Is this the kind of equipment a traffic officer like you should have?

He put on his bulletproof vest, started the vehicle, and cautiously asked, "Isn't this equipment a bit too extravagant?"

"I think we didn't bring enough. I originally wanted to bring a rocket launcher, but I couldn't carry it," Gu Qingyi said. "Safety first."

"You're right, safety first." Gu Baishen agreed, since it wasn't meant to be used against him anyway: "Is this all your equipment?"

"Pretty much. The monster's defenses are too strong; ordinary pistols can't hurt it."

Gu Qingyi looked outside warily.

The vehicle started and left the new urban area, heading towards Xiaojiaji.

The other vehicles also set off, each going to pick up pork.

Gu Qingyi hung the grenade on her waist and loaded the magazine, arming herself to the teeth.

"How's your marksmanship?"

On the way, Gu Bai asked.

"I've practiced it."

"Have you trained before?"

"Otherwise, since I don't usually carry a gun, I'm just worried about not being able to shoot accurately, so I'm carrying extra bullets, right?"

The two chatted casually.

"Life used to be so much better. We could go to and from get off work every day without any danger or need to use guns," Gu Qingyi said, taking a sip of water.

"Yes, I also miss the old days," Gu Bai said nostalgically.

How wonderful the peaceful days were back then! I could sell pork every day, do some needlework, and after a good meal, I could just lie down on the bed and not have to think about anything.

These days, even the White Bone Demon has to come out to hunt for food.

孽 孽!

Leaving the new urban area, the roads became bumpy.

Other vehicles followed behind. It was a large town, and Liu Wu wasn't the only one with customers.

Upon arriving in the town, I made a phone call and, guided by a local villager, went door-to-door to buy pigs.

Gu Qingyi, holding a gun, stood five meters away, guarding Gu Bai. She was constantly on guard, glancing around nervously. At the slightest sign of movement, she would raise her gun to take a look.

The villager sighed, "Are they taking pigs to the execution ground and firing squad now? It's such a waste of bullets."

"You're joking, folks. This gun isn't for pigs," Gu Bai said.

The villager's expression immediately changed, and a hint of fear appeared on his dark face. Could it be that it was meant for me?

patter

With trembling hands, he failed to light the lighter several times.

The friendly White Bone Demon lit a cigarette for him and placed it on his trembling lips.

The villager said in a trembling voice, "We'll keep the agreed price; we absolutely won't ask for a penny more."

The villagers glanced at Gu Qingyi, who was armed to the teeth, and none of them dared to bargain.

An older woman glanced at Gu Qingyi, gritted her teeth, and closed her eyes: "Actually, if you think the price is too high, I can lower it a little more, just give me the cost price."

Gu Bai: "..."

Liu Wu's worries were unnecessary; these villagers were so lovely, they even lowered the price on their own initiative.

He felt that even if he didn't give them a single penny, the villagers would still agree.

The prerequisite is to get Gu Qingyi away.

"Young man, take this old hen home and eat it. There are also some free-range eggs, they're a gift."

"These are winter peaches I grew myself. Try them and have a sweet treat."

Gu Bai: "No need, no need."

"You have to take it, otherwise it's disrespectful to Xiaojiaji."

"Look at me, I don't smoke, I bought too much, so I'll put it in your car. Don't be so polite with me, come often in the future."

Gu Bai: "Don't do this, don't do this."

"It has to be this way. I don't smoke. You have to help me out. You promised to serve the people, why don't you realize that?"

"..."

late at night.

Gu Bai squatted down beside the car, looking at the mess inside, then glanced at Gu Qingyi who was still looking around aimlessly, and said quietly, "You can take a break now."

Gu Qingyi watched the villagers leave, took a bite of a peach, and said, "What simple and hospitable villagers! So sweet."

"How do we get there now?" Gu Bai looked at the driver's seat and passenger seat, which were piled high with local specialties.

Gu Qingyi fell silent.

Where is she sitting?

She took a deep breath and took another bite of the peach: "You're so popular."

Gu Bai: "..."

Are you serious?

Is this what it means to be popular?

It's all because you're lucky with guns; you subdued all the villagers without firing a single shot.

"Go to the back and borrow a board from a local to separate the pigs and put these local specialties there."

Gu Qingyi came to the back and was taken aback: "Didn't you say you were pulling fifty pigs? There are sixty now, right? How come there's a piglet too?"

"It was forced upon us," Gu Bai said dejectedly. "Do you think this is appropriate?"

"That's definitely inappropriate. How could you take so many of their things? Give them back. I'll go knock on the door."

"Fellow villager, fellow villager..."

An hour later.

The White Bone Demon half-squatted in the driver's seat and slowly drove home.

"Why won't these folks open the door? There's so much stuff, it's really uncomfortable." Gu Qingyi pressed herself against the car door, her face pressed against the car window.

Gu Bai: "..."

Holding a gun and carrying grenades, knocking on the door in the dead of night—if it were me, I wouldn't dare open it either.

Haven't you ever thought about your own problems?