While Gu Mian was quite extravagant, he still managed to accumulate a lot of Ga Coins. Most importantly, he had great skills.
As a doctor, he possessed the skill [Highly Skilled dicine (Lv. 5)], which increased the effectiveness of dications fivefold when used.
If Keke hadn’t brought back a patient, Gu Mian would have almost forgotten he had such a skill.
The level of Highly Skilled dicine had remained at level five for quite so ti. This indicated that the ga had not provided him with Attribute Points for a considerable period. Fatty and Chu Changge were facing the sa situation, and presumably, so were the other players.
The sedatives for Xu Nuo for the following few days were all administered by Gu Mian, who specifically used a new syringe.
Even if the sedative’s effectiveness was increased fivefold, it still wouldn’t be of much help to a patient suffering from late-stage cancer.
Yet, this kind-hearted woman would always say, "Thank you," to Gu Mian after every injection, as if her pain had truly lessened.
Xu Nuo was only twenty-four years old, but she looked older than Liu Ruyan, who already seed to have matured quickly, resembling soone in her early thirties.
Keke explained that it was because her sister was always working overti, sotis juggling three to four part-ti jobs a day. She often stayed up all night for work and still had to walk two kiloters to the nearest subway station to get to work after sunrise.
Fatty, oblivious to such worldly hardships, was astounded upon hearing this and asked, "Don’t you guys have parents?"
This wasn’t a sarcastic comnt from Zu An but a sincere question.
Keke remained silent, but her facial expression was like soone who had just heard a joke.
Accompany next year didn’t seem surprised by Xu Nuo’s arrival. It seed she was already used to Gu Mian bringing back a woman every day—at least this one wasn’t as ugly as the lady in the red dress.
The more pressing consideration for them now was how to survive the next fifteen days with their dwindling Ga Coins and scarce food supply.
While pondering the situation, she sighed and began to go over the figures, prices, and calculations on the piece of paper on the coffee table, "Fifteen days, with everyone combined, we only have one hundred and seventy-eight Ga Coins left. We can only spend an average of eleven point eight six Ga Coins per day. Pork belly at one hundred Ga Coins per pound is out of the question. I haven’t eaten at in a long ti. Rice and flour are fifty-one Ga Coins per pound... Hmm, seventy-eight Ga Coins would be enough for three and a half pounds. But there are five of us here, and we need to eat for fifteen days..."
As she scribbled on the paper, she forcefully circled so numbers and crossed out so calculations. Finally, she let out a long sigh and began to complain about the supermarket prices, "Damn it, the supermarket prices are so inflated! Is this ga really trying to make humanity evolve? Is it really trying to make humanity evolve?!"
The amount of Ga Coins they received when the ga started was pitiable, so all they could do was scrounge in a small convenience store.
However, the original food on Earth had vanished rapidly, like oil evaporating. After the ager remains were scavenged, they had no choice but to shop at the supermarket.
Luckily, after a while, the ga instances started dispensing more Ga Coins, enough to save people from dying of hunger—though only just enough to survive.
"However, what’s important now is that entry to the supermarket requires a ticket, and we don’t have any. The ticket booth is closed, so we can’t buy tickets. Even if it were open, a ticket would cost fifty Ga Coins..."
Looking at the paper full of calculations, Accompany next year put down her pen. She recalled that they hadn’t had a decent al in a long ti.
The last ti they had a proper al was in an instance filled with the atmosphere of everyday life. However, food consud in an instance only staved off hunger within that instance. After leaving, they were still hungry.
Moreover, they didn’t often enter instances with a normal world background.
Just as she was fretting over the paper on the coffee table, she suddenly heard the footsteps of several people outside the door.
The footsteps seed to co from downstairs and didn’t stop at their floor but went directly upstairs.
It’s probably Gu Mian and the others, Accompany next year thought.
The soundproofing in this hotel wasn’t very good. Through the door, she could hear Fatty talking as he went upstairs, "Doctor, the instance has been suspended for fifteen days. We should go to the supermarket a few more tis and use up all the tickets. In previous months, we always had a stack of tickets left over, and Xiao Hong got all of them. What a reckless waste of good things!"
Supermarket tickets had limited sales each month and were ti-sensitive. Tickets bought in a given month could only be used within that month; they would beco void at the end of the month.
For convenience, Fatty always bought a large stack at the beginning of the month. At the end of the month, any leftover tickets would be taken by Xiao Hong to make paper boats.
As Gu Mian listened to Fatty planning their supermarket trips for the next few days, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening behind him.
The person behind them seed afraid they would leave and urgently called out, "Wait!"
Gu Mian stopped on the stairs and turned, looking down at Accompany next year, who was peeking out from behind the door.
Gu Mian rembered stealing a noose from her. Consequently, every ti he saw her, he thought she resembled a rope.
"Um," she began, choosing her words carefully, "if you have any supermarket tickets you won’t be using up... could you loan us one?"
Loan? Gu Mian was montarily confused by the word.
Accompany next year hurriedly explained, "I an! Rent... No, that’s not right. I’d like to take out a loan from you. A loan for one supermarket ticket. After fifteen days, when the instances reopen, we’ll repay you."
Then, she saw a strange look on Gu Mian’s face.
Accompany next year imdiately beca nervous, thinking he was displeased by her request for a ticket.
She was about to explain further when she saw the doctor take a ticket from Fatty’s pocket, walk down the stairs, and tuck it into her hand.
Accompany next year was stunned. She was just about to express her gratitude with a simple, "You’re such a good person!" when she heard him ask, "And you offer no compensation?"
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