Chapter 47: Saving Steamed Bun

Double-sided Embroidered Screen x1, Metal Armor x8, Forging Stone x8, Custom Doll Blueprint x1, Antidote x3, Huoxiang Zhengqi Water^[1] x1, Quilt Blueprint x2, Reinforced and Thickened Foldable Tent x2, Tracking Gold Coin x2, Peach Blossom Wood x4, Sand of Time x2, Space Stone x2, Magic Source Stone x2…

Mo Yubai happily took out a reinforced and thickened foldable tent. Feeling the texture, she found it was indeed much thicker, and the material felt significantly sturdier.

Great! With this, she finally wouldn’t have to sleep in a sleeping bag tonight!

She quickly pitched the tent, lit a campfire, and whipped up a simple dish of scrambled eggs with chives. She also boiled a bowl of millet soup, eating it all with relish alongside the pot of rice Zhu Ou had sent her.

After dinner, Mo Yubai set up traps around the perimeter and went inside the tent.

First, she took out the workbench. Twelve hours had passed, and the 43 backpacks had completely merged!

Mo Yubai was thrilled to find that her backpack capacity had jumped from 80 to 350. She had hit the jackpot with this move!

She began checking the new items in her backpack. Even if she could only keep a portion from each bag, she was still filthy rich!

Tracking Gold Coin x16, Acceleration Coin x1, Machete x18, Cigarettes x21, Beer x42, Baijiu x5, Sanitary Pads x51, Beer Blueprint x1, Bandage x31, Brown Sugar x10, Painkiller x6, Antidote x8, Combat Uniform x27, Dagger x3, Multi-functional Army Knife x5, Electric Space Heater Blueprint x1, Cotton Coat x21, Sportswear x61, Cat’s Eye Gem x2, Forging Stone x1, Sand of Time x7, Peach Blossom Wood x12…

Mo Yubai looked at the combat uniforms, which showed obvious signs of wear, with disgust. Adhering to the principle of recycling waste, she took them out first and tossed them onto a tarp.

Suppressing her anger, she took out the 40-odd sets of sportswear that had clearly been worn but were in women’s sizes, throwing them into the campfire to burn.

The remaining men’s sportswear was tossed together with the combat uniforms.

Once she finished sorting through the combat uniforms, sportswear, cotton coats, and other items with clear signs of use, Mo Yubai opened the chat channel and sent a message.

“Combat Uniform x27, Sportswear x21, Cotton Coat x21. All in decent condition. The downside is they were worn by scumbags and are all men’s sizes. Selling cheap for 10 cotton each. No picking, random delivery, first come first served!”

“Holy crap, late-night benefits!”

“Boss, if you can, please kill a few more scumbags. Today’s deals are too good!”

“I support the boss! I want more deals.”

“Hahaha, I got one! This is pure profit!”

“Doesn’t it creep you guys out? The original owners of those clothes are dead!”

“Who cares? If they were a bit cheaper, I’d even take clothes stripped off corpses.”

“You’re dreaming. The boss probably wouldn’t strip corpses.”

“Indeed, Boss Mo is such an honorable and noble girl. How could she possibly strip corpses!”

Mo Yubai saw this message just as she finished processing all the dirty clothes.

Thinking of the Pause Gold Coin still sitting in her backpack, she coughed twice guiltily.

Cough, cough, cough! Stripping corpses… well, she was actually capable of doing that.

She just wouldn’t strip them completely naked. After all, she didn’t want to get styes in her eyes^[2].

Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Mo Yubai took the Simmons mattress^[3] blueprint from her backpack and placed it on the workbench.

Simmons Mattress Blueprint: Spring x12, Cotton x80, Cotton Cloth x8, Plastic x4

“Tch, where am I supposed to find springs?”

Besides, she had been trading for resources all day, and combined with yesterday’s milk tea shop and vending machine, she hadn’t obtained a single piece of refined steel or drop of gasoline.

It seemed refined steel and gasoline hadn’t appeared in treasure chests yet. She would probably have to wait another day or two to upgrade.

However, even if she couldn’t make a Simmons mattress, she couldn’t let this workbench sit idle.

She took out the quilt blueprint and clicked to view the details.

Quilt Blueprint: Cotton x6, Linen x5

She decisively chose to use it! After setting it to manufacture 50 quilts first, she took out the thermos blueprint to check.

Thermos Blueprint: Stainless Steel x3, Iron Block x2, Plastic x1

Mo Yubai looked helpless. More unavailable materials. She had thought she had plenty of resources, but she was still so short on things!

Still, since the workbench could craft two items at once, she couldn’t let it only make one. She took the toilet paper blueprint out of her backpack.

Toilet Paper Blueprint: Hemp Rope x35, Wood x5

She had plenty of these materials, so she decided to make 100 packs to test the waters.

One pack had about 45 rolls. That should be more than enough, right?

The crafting time on the workbench changed from 25 minutes to 45 minutes. Taking advantage of this time, Mo Yubai opened a pre-sale in the chat channel.

“Selling brand new Quilt x50, Toilet Paper x4500 rolls. Trading for springs, stainless steel, tarps, brown sugar, cotton, linen, cotton cloth, fiber, and food.”

“Boss Mo, I will support you forever! God knows what I’ve been using to wipe my butt these past few days!”

“I never thought in my life that the secondhand market for toilet paper would get so crazy that a single roll could be traded for a bottle of water in the desert!”

“Waaah, Boss Mo, sand really scrapes your butt, and it gets on your hands too ⑉꒦ິ^꒦ິ⑉”

“I’m a guy, and I’ve been forced to start using sanitary pads!”

“How do you use them? Brother, satisfy my curiosity, please!”

“How else? Cut them into several pieces and use them bit by bit.”

“In that case, I think linen or cotton cloth would be better.”

“Cotton and linen aren’t as soft. I have hemorrhoids.”

“Oof, brutal!”

“I’m freezing to death. Boss Mo’s quilts really came at the perfect time! Otherwise, I don’t think I’d survive tonight.”

“Don’t you have a sleeping bag?”

“No, sleeping bags are hot commodities. I couldn’t snag one.”

“Then you probably won’t get a quilt either. Mo Yubai only made forty of them. They’ll probably sell out in a flash.”

“Please don’t say that, I want to live. My old mother only has me, and she’s still waiting for me at home.”

Seeing this, Mo Yubai sighed. She wondered if her parents missed her right now, and what was happening back in the real world with so many people suddenly vanishing.

Feeling a bit soft-hearted, Mo Yubai decided that once these items sold out, she would make more quilts and put them in the vending machine. She would limit it to one per person so she could help more people.

Soon, the toilet paper and quilts were all finished. Mo Yubai set both drawers to continue making quilts and began trading for resources.

She didn’t set a specific quantity. She would just let it make as many as possible before she went to sleep. She couldn’t possibly use up all her cotton for the sake of others.

Mo Yubai’s celebrity status was highly effective. In just a short while, all the trades were completed.

Looking at the resources she had traded for, she sighed. As expected, there were no springs or stainless steel!

It seemed these materials hadn’t appeared yet. However, she had traded for quite a bit of cotton, linen, and cotton cloth.

She got fewer tarps, fibers, and brown sugar, and the only food she received was twenty large white steamed buns.

The very first friend Mo Yubai had added when the server opened was this Steamed Bun Brother.

Who would have thought that his treasure chests contained nothing but basic materials and steamed buns? Yet, he had successfully survived until now by trading steamed buns for resources every day.

Weighing his value, Mo Yubai decided to keep him safe.

She would treat him as her bakery from now on. After all, as a northerner^[4], she still preferred steamed buns as her staple food.

Mo Yubai then traded Sleeping Bag x1, Sun Protection Clothing x1, Plastic Bucket x1 (20L), Machete x1, Antidote x1, and Wood x20 for 180 steamed buns.

Looking at the 200 steamed buns in her backpack, the corner of Mo Yubai’s mouth twitched violently. She felt extremely lucky that she just couldn’t open food, rather than opening nothing but steamed buns like this guy.

With a sigh, she took out 50 steamed buns and sent them to Zhu Ou and Wen Ruyan, half to each.

“Sister Mo, why did you send me so many steamed buns?”