Chen Ye was also looking curiously at the words on the cardboard sign.
"Ye, Sequence 3 of the Knife Sharpener."
When he saw this line of text, Chen Ye understood it was ant as a self-introduction.
He just hadn't expected the person in front of him to be from the Knife Sharpener Sequence.
Chu Che had never ntioned this sequence before.
However, the discussions from the people around him soon provided Chen Ye with answers.
"The Knife Sharpener Sequence, no wonder this person doesn't speak!"
A middle-aged man said with a sudden realization, his gaze towards the cold-faced young man now carrying a hint of wariness.
Sequence 3, that's Sequence 3!
"What do you an? Can people from the Knife Sharpener Sequence not speak?"
Soone nearby voiced the sa question Chen Ye had.
"It's not that they can't speak. The side effect of the Knife Sharpener Sequence is that the more they talk, the faster their strength diminishes!"
"Therefore, many Knife Sharpeners basically don't talk much. The less they speak, the better!"
"The less a Knife Sharpener speaks, the stronger they are."
"The more a Knife Sharpener speaks, the weaker they are!"
"Many people, after awakening to this sequence, haven't spoken a single word!"
So that's how it was.
The previously noisy crowd also quieted down.
Soone asked, "Young man, if you can't speak, how are we supposed to know what you're selling?"
The young man impatiently pointed to the text below the cardboard sign.
Soone had already started reading it aloud.
"atworm..."
According to the words on the sign, Chen Ye learned what this young man was selling.
It was a type of atworm that could serve as a source of at in the migratory life of the apocalypse.
These atworms, from youth to edible adulthood, took about one to two weeks.
Moreover, these atworms were very easy to raise. They were omnivorous animals with an extrely wide dietary range.
According to the introduction on the young man's signboard, these atworms could be fed with moldy bread, maggot-infested at, or even rotten fruits and vegetables.
Of course, if none of those were available, they could also be fed with grass or tender leaves.
During migration, you could just throw these atworms on the ground. As long as there was grass, they could feed themselves.
Most importantly, raising these atworms was very low-maintenance. Their crawling speed was very slow, so they didn't require much effort to look after.
Even if you ignored them, they wouldn't get very far.
Male worms could grow to about fifty centiters in length, while female worms reached about thirty to thirty-five centiters.
Each male worm could yield approximately ten kilograms of at.
Female worms yielded about seven kilograms of at.
The only drawback was their low reproductive capacity.
When female worms reached their breeding period, most of the larvae they gave birth to could only be raised to adulthood as a at supplent.
Less than five percent would have reproductive capabilities.
The taste of these atworms was sowhere between chicken and beef...
Seeing this line about the atworm's description, Chen Ye's eyes lit up slightly.
Wasn't this just like the grain seeds Ding Dong had been taking care of?
Both had super strong vitality, super fast maturation periods, and could also be raised within the migrating convoy.
They were simply the ideal livestock for the convoy.
They were simply...
Not only Chen Ye thought this, but many of the superhumans around him who saw the words on the signboard also started breathing heavily.
If the young man called "Ye" in front of them wasn't a Sequence 3 Knife Sharpener, they probably would have started trying to snatch it already.
Only then did everyone understand why there was a Sequence 3 young man selling this thing here.
If it were a Sequence 1 or Sequence 2 superhuman, these atworms would probably have been stolen already.
People looked at each other, a very subtle emotion brewing among the crowd.
Those who had been crowded together earlier now spread out a little.
Chen Ye's Blood Eye, hidden behind his Sunglasses, glowed faintly with a red light, the talismans in its pupils rotating.
These atworms in front of him were absolutely good stuff.
Getting them through trade would be difficult. Currently, Chen Ye could only think of one thod.
That was "steal!"
But with so many people around, making a move probably wouldn't be that simple.
Chen Ye's figure retreated slightly as he pulled out a cigarette from his chest pocket and lit it.
The young man also seed to sense the subtle change in atmosphere, a trace of a disdainful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say sothing, but ultimately swallowed it back hard.
Judging by this guy's expression, he was probably a chatterbox before becoming a superhuman.
Becoming a Knife Sharpener probably nearly drove him crazy.
"Hey, young man, how do you want to trade for these atworms?"
Soone asked again.
The young man took out another sign from under his stall.
"Only trade for Wonders or Ideal Grain Seeds!"
Forget about Wonders, everyone wanted those.
But Ideal Grain Seeds...
"What the heck are Ideal Grain Seeds?"
A naive fellow with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent asked blankly, looking around at the people.
No one paid him any attention.
But soon soone shouted.
"Damn, kid, are you deliberately not wanting to trade? Sothing like Ideal Grain Seeds is sothing you encounter by chance, not by searching. Who the hell do you think has that!"
This was a big brother with a Northeast accent, cursing sowhat irritably.
"Exactly, I've only ever heard of this thing. You're not being sincere, young man. If anyone really had this, who would trade with you!"
"Trading atworms for Ideal Grain Seeds isn't impossible either!"
For a mont, people with all sorts of accents were around.
People with all sorts of opinions were there too.
If the young man in front of them didn't have Sequence 3 strength, they probably would have made a move already.
The face of the speechless yet chatterbox young man in front slowly began to show impatience.
He reached out, picked up the toy knife in his hand, and swept his knife-like gaze over the chattering people around him.
His mouth kept opening and closing, but no sound ca out.
Clearly, this guy was probably cursing very filthily right now.
Even though Chen Ye didn't understand lip-reading very well, he could vaguely make out the young man's mouth shapes.
Probably things like "poor bastards" or "if you can't afford it, get lost."
But no matter how filthily he cursed, the people around couldn't hear it, so no chaos erupted.
No one on the scene was willing to take out Ideal Grain Seeds.
But a few people still took out so Wonder-like items from their chests and offered them.
The cold-faced chatterbox young man's eyelids lifted slightly, clearly showing so interest.
But when the young man took a pair of fraless glasses from the hands of a bearded, round-faced young man wearing white socks...
The bearded, round-faced, white-socked young man threw a flirtatious glance at him.
The young man was so startled his whole body shuddered. His originally extended hand changed to using his thumb and forefinger, "pinching" the fraless glasses over.
The young man seed to have checked the information of these glasses the mont he made contact.
Imdiately, his expression turned very ugly as he flung the item back, making a shooing motion.
The bearded, round-faced, white-socked young man stamped his foot in anger and walked away with a sway of his hips.
The next person ca up, taking a toy car from his chest and tossing it to the young man.
"Take a look, do you want this thing? Serial number 6512. If you agree, I'll trade it to you right now!"
The young man picked up the toy car, checked its information, then without hesitation threw the toy car back at the person opposite him.
The parting words between his lips were just one word: "Get lost!"
Of course, there was no sound.
This was what Chen Ye deduced from lip-reading.
This person left with a very ugly expression, giving the knife-holding young man a deep look before leaving, as if intending to rember him well.
A few more people also went up and took out their own Wonders.
Without exception, they all failed.
Slowly, the crowd around grew thinner and thinner.
When only Chen Ye was left, the young man finally turned his gaze towards Chen Ye.
Chen Ye grinned, reached to his waist, and took off the Blasting Star.
The young man looked at it, then still shook his head and returned the Blasting Star to Chen Ye.
Then the young man added a sentence to his signboard.
"Serial numbers below three thousand, don't even bother!"
Serial number three thousand?
If soone really had a Wonder with a serial number within three thousand, they probably wouldn't be willing to trade it either.
Chen Ye wasn't angry either. He took back the Blasting Star and reinserted it at his waist, a flicker of a smile crossing his lips.
"I have a type of potato that can mature and be usable within seventy-two hours. It's drought-resistant, blight-resistant, and pest-resistant. Even during migration, planting it isn't a problem!"
"This should be what you call Ideal Grain Seeds, right?"
"This is probably what you want!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the young man opposite him instantly widened his eyes, his eyes lighting up.
Chen Ye raised his hand to stop the young man's excitent, still speaking unhurriedly, "We also put in a lot of effort to obtain these potatoes."
"If you want to trade your atworms for Ideal Grain Seeds, we can trade!"
"We even have a specialist to teach you how to plant them!"
The young man nodded excitedly, pointing at the atworms, then at Chen Ye.
He was probably asking, "How do we trade?"
Chen Ye grinned and held up one finger.
The young man hesitated, writing a few words on the signboard.
"One hundred catties is too little!"
Chen Ye smiled and shook his head, "No, it's one piece!"
The young man was stunned, then the expression on his face began to turn sowhat angry, his gaze towards Chen Ye turning unfriendly.
Chen Ye continued shalessly, "One potato in exchange for two of your atworms, one male and one female. Otherwise, we can't breed them!"
"Get lost!"
The young man finally couldn't hold back, directly roaring out loud, breaking the side effect of not being able to speak.
Clearly, the young man in front was angered by Chen Ye's shalessness.
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