The Super Universe Leveling Game

"To dig a hole in the snow!" The man in the jersey said.    

"What do you mean?" The woman was confused. Not only did she not understand, but Dongfang Qingyu also did not understand.    

"Do you know how thick the snow is now?" The man in the jersey asked.    

"I heard that it's more than two meters thick," the woman said uncertainly.    

"It's more than two meters and six inches," the man in glasses said.    

"The average thickness of the snow in the city is about two meters and six inches. In three to four days, it will be more than three meters thick. The thickness of the snow outside the city is more than four meters and six inches," the man in the jersey said.    

"Is it that thick?" The woman was shocked.    

"So what? Two meters and four meters are the same." The man in glasses was unconvinced.    

"If you can dig a tunnel under the ice, you can get out," the man in the jersey said.    

"Dig a tunnel?" The woman was shocked.    

"Why dig a tunnel?" The man in glasses asked subconsciously.    

"Naturally, to go out. Do you think it's very comfortable to be trapped at home every day? It's better if you have a girlfriend. You can play poker to entertain yourself. The singles can't stay at home and sleep every day, right? Also, the big shops have the highest demand for tunnels. As long as they are willing to work hard, they don't have to worry about not having work to do. 350+ a day is easy," the man in the jersey said.    

"Are you serious?" The man in glasses was suspicious.    

"I've been doing it for a week. How can it be fake? Qianqian is an Ice Magician. She has an advantage in digging tunnels. It won't be a problem for her to get 350+ a day. If it's you, I'm afraid it's a little difficult," the man in the jersey said. The man in glasses was a thief. This occupation was obviously not good at digging tunnels.    

The man with glasses suddenly looked a little unhappy.    

"I have joined a group of people who specialize in digging holes. When I pull you guys in tonight, it's best not to tell anyone. Nowadays, there are fewer people who specialize in digging holes, and the price is higher. If a lot of people rush in, the price will definitely drop. At that time, not to mention 350+, even 250+ might not be possible," the man in the jersey reminded.    

"I know that." The girl called Qianqian quickly nodded. In today's society, everything was too complicated. Any industry that was profitable would be discovered by others in an extremely short time. In the end, 99.9% of people would be unlucky, and only one or two of the strongest people would remain. Qianqian did not think that she would be the last person to stay.    

"What's wrong with Teacher Zhu?" Dongfang Qingyu asked despite knowing the answer. His ears were listening to the conversation of the passengers in front of him, but his mind was on Zhu Yan Dan. The bus was moving and stopping, swaying, and swaying. Teacher Zhu, who was sitting on him, was also swaying. As time went by, it was inevitable that the chemical reaction would be triggered.    

He was not Liu Liuyi. Besides, Zhu Yan Dan was facing him, and she was not defending herself. The door was wide open, and it was almost like a sea ditch. Not to mention Dongfang Qingyu, any man would be tempted.    

Zhu Yan Dan bit her lower lip, wanting to say something but not saying it. Her expression was as enchanting as it could get. Her eyes rolled, as if she was angry and confused. Her hands were tightly holding onto Dongfang Qingyu, not letting him move. However, the vibration caused by the bus' emergency brakes was not something she could control. Instead, because her muscles were tight, it made her feel even more intense.    

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A car in front of them suddenly cut in line. The bus driver was so scared that he quickly braked. The passenger in the car suddenly swung forward and then back. Zhu Yan Dan's entire body trembled, and her face was so red that it was about to drip blood.    

"Teacher Zhu, is it raining?" Dongfang Qingyu gently caressed Zhu Yan Dan's hot body and whispered into her ear. Zhu Yan Dan buried her head in his arms, not daring to open her eyes. She wished that there was a crack on the ground that she could crawl into.    

"When I was reading 'Dream of the Red Chamber' in the past, I never understood a sentence. Men are made of mud, and women are made of water. Today, I seem to have understood this sentence. As expected, art comes from life," Dongfang Qingyu said with a mischievous smile.    

Zhu Yan Dan still did not dare to raise her head, but she reached out and gently pinched the soft flesh on his waist to show her retaliation. The two of them were flirting, and the passengers on the bus kept changing their faces. The only thing that did not change was the humming environment.    

The woman and the two men in front did not get off the bus either. From the looks of it, they might have reached the terminal. Usually, only the passengers at the last few stops would run to the back to grab a seat. As the three of them chatted, they somehow brought the topic to food.    

"I should have been a farmer. Back then, when I chose my career, I especially looked at a lot of guides and finally chose herbalist. Who knew that the herbalist industry was so complicated." Qian Qian regretted her decision.    

Herbalists were a profession that had relatively high technical requirements. Herbalists nowadays were basically full-time, and those who could not do part-time jobs would starve to death.    

If one wanted to harvest herbs while doing missions or killing monsters, they would harvest them if they encountered herbs. If they did not encounter them, they would treat it as if they did not encounter them. There were many people who had this kind of thought, but in reality, it was not realistic at all.    

Other than some special areas, the probability of encountering herbs in other places was about the same as winning the lottery. Secondly, if one did not practice for a long time, the success rate of harvesting herbs was terrifyingly low. It was not easy to encounter a good herb, but because of the failure of harvesting, the herb was damaged or even scrapped. That kind of feeling would make one go crazy.    

Finally, Herbalists were all in a group. They had their own organizations, guilds, or teams. If they encountered a mission, they would only look for people in the team. They would not use rookies. After a long time, the rookies seemed to be isolated. Without a mission, their proficiency would not be improved, and their skills would be too bad. They would also be helpless when encountering herbs. In the end, they would be forced to give up on the secondary profession of herb harvesting.    

Qian Qian was in this kind of state. At the beginning, she had thought that by having a secondary profession, she could earn more money. Only now did she realize that she had invested a lot of money, but she had not made any money back. She had even wasted a large amount of time and energy.    

"The peasants are also very stubborn. It depends on who you follow. If you follow the wrong person, you will still starve." The man in the jersey said.    

"How can that be? The price of food has already reached six yuan. I think the farmers are making a lot of money," the man in glasses said.    

"Didn't you say that before?" the man in the jersey asked.    

"When the price of food is low, you can stock it up. When the price of food is high, you can sell it," the man in glasses said.    

"Do you know when the price will drop and when it will rise? Besides, how many farmers have their own land? Most of the farmers are helping others to plant the land. Even if they know when the price of food will rise, what use is there? Is the food theirs?" the man in the jersey asked.    

"Moreover, they still have a salary, don't they?" the man in glasses asked.    

"The farm owners are all losing money. They can't work for more than a month. Who will pay the farmers? The farm owners are not philanthropists. They don't even buy the farmers' social security. The farmers are still arguing with the union and the association," the man in the jersey said.    

"I've heard about it. Speaking of which, it's all Dongfang Qingyu's fault. He raised the benefits of the farmers too much. The other farmers are not balanced," Qianqian said.    

"..." Dongfang Qingyu didn't expect to be eaten by himself. However, Qianqian's view made him speechless.    

Chapter 12 – The Truth About the Farmers