Apocalypse: Infinite Supplies System

Chapter 12: Sudden Drop in Temperature, Selling Quilts

"Alex, how did you manage to get cotton?!"

Alex chuckled, "Of course, I exchanged it on the trading platform. Dr. Mia, if you want to finish making the quilt quickly, help me sew the fabric together. I'm not used to using embroidery needles."

Mia nodded eagerly.

"Hehe, I'm good at this," she said.

With needle and thread and fabric in hand, Mia quickly made several quilt covers.

This level of difficulty in the work was nothing for her, coming from a medical background.

Soon, Alex and Mia were able to cover themselves with the quilts as they wished.

Alex took out some hot food and warm coffee from his backpack, curling up in the quilt to eat and drink, as if he were on a weekend getaway.

Despite the wind and rain outside the villa, many players were shivering with cold, but none of that mattered to them.

After eating and drinking their fill, Mia nestled in the blankets, murmuring happily, "Mmm... so comfortable!"

Alex leaned over and asked, "Where does it feel comfortable?"

Feeling the strong breath of a man suddenly next to her ear, Mia's ears turned slightly red.

She tucked her head into the quilt, coquettishly protesting, "Alex, you're teasing me again!!"

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Alex laughed heartily and ruffled Mia's hair.

Unlike seeking caution and even ruthlessness in battle, Alex, during non-combat times, preferred to relax and joke around freely with Mia, having someone to chat and talk with.

If he kept his battle nerves tense all the time, he felt he wouldn't last long.

Mia also found that after just a few days of life and death evasion, she had become somewhat dependent on Alex.

Sometimes when she found Alex wasn't around, she felt uneasy.

Thinking back to how she initially planned to assassinate Alex but ended up clinging to him, she couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed.

But she knew her choice was right.

By Alex's side, she found the sense of security that was lacking in this apocalyptic world.

At that moment, Mia suddenly had a thought.

Biting her lip, her expression showing a lot of hesitation and conflict, she suddenly looked up and asked, "Alex, um, how about tonight, you come to my room..."

Alex was startled.

Single until now, he never expected a beautiful woman to offer herself so boldly.

Alex's mind went blank for a moment, and he blurted out, "No! Women will only affect my gun-drawing speed, let alone touching, I can't even think about it!"

Mia was stunned.

Unexpectedly, despite Mia's bold initiative, Alex ruthlessly rejected her.

Mia stood up indignantly, hmphed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and climbed up the stairs, entering a room and forcefully closing the door behind her.

At this moment, Alex's brain started working again, filled with regret.

"Ah! Has my brain been kicked by a donkey?!"

Alex could only console himself with the fact that he had just arrived at the villa area and the crisis was not over yet.

Now thinking about matters between men and women was inappropriate.

Alex looked at the chat channel where players were still complaining about the weather and the cold, gritting his teeth and muttered, "I'm annoyed, so you guys should be annoyed too!!"

Then, Alex took a system screenshot, capturing a photo of himself lying on a luxurious sofa wrapped in a quilt.

Number 10086: "Huh? Why don't you guys have quilts? I thought everyone had one. (Attached image)"

Number 878732: "???"

Number 45432: "Ah! Damn!! How can there be quilts?!"

Number 99923: "10086, have the guts to send your coordinates, I promise not to kill you!"

Number 10086: "Hehe. I happen to have a few extra quilts, do you guys want them? I've posted them on the trading platform."

While chatting, Alex also listed the quilts on the trading platform.

But the trading conditions were stringent, only accepting combat supplies.

This was nothing short of exorbitant!

Because combat supplies required a large amount of food and water for exchange, and exchanging for quilts also required a large amount of combat supplies. Calculating it, not many people could afford it!

After the quilts were listed, the chat channel was full of condemnation for Alex.

Number 93849: "Is this something a human does? Why don't you just go and rob, exchanging so many resources for a single quilt?"

Number 10086: "You don't have to exchange if you don't want to, I'm not freezing anyway. But friendly reminder, it looks like this rain won't stop anytime soon."

Number 77777: "Let's boycott together! Let him not sell any, let him keep them to wrap corpses!!"

Number 85842: "Exactly! Freeze to death, die outside! I won't buy this crappy quilt!"

Number 34341: "Huh? How come a quilt was sold?"

Number 552: "Sorry about that, but the quilt is really warm... Brothers, continue to boycott, I'm out."

Watching everyone turn their attack on Number 552, Alex almost laughed out loud.

Although he had stirred up envy in many people on the chat channel, he still managed to successfully trade several quilts for a large amount of combat supplies.

Immediately after, Alex listed some cold medicine on the platform and shouted in the chat channel, "Brothers, I just listed some cold medicine, affordable prices, if you need it, hurry up and buy it. You don't want to fight zombies with a sick body, do you?"

This time, the chat channel wasn't as lively with condemnation as last time.

Players weren't stupid; they understood the importance of cold medicine.

Many players who were already feeling a bit under the weather, although not happy about needing combat supplies to exchange for cold medicine, still gritted their teeth and made the trade.

Alex was right about one thing; no one wanted to fight zombies with a sick body.

Cold medicine might have been a bit expensive, but if you don't even have your health, then keeping these supplies could also benefit later players!!

Soon enough, the cold medicine was all sold out.

Alex's backpack was also filled with a large amount of combat supplies, such as crossbow arrows, crossbows, daggers, hand axes, and so on.

There were even trades involving grenades, which surprised Alex.