I can upgrade the shelter-Chapter 106 - 105: Explaining the Reason

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Chapter 106: Chapter 105: Explaining the Reason

"So, Long Niang, are you trying to block others from bartering geothermal heat pump equipment with me?" Sitting on the sofa in Mo Qingyan’s shelter living room, looking at Mo Qingyan in front of him and Mo Qingxin standing behind her, Chen Xin felt a bit amusing yet helpless.

Because of Mo Qingyan’s previous statements, both Chen Xin and other group members found themselves in a predicament. Thus, after waiting three days for the blizzard to subside, Chen Xin hurriedly drove to Mo Qingyan’s place to inquire about her motives.

However, Mo Qingyan’s answer left Chen Xin unsure whether to thank her or complain.

Facing Chen Xin’s inquiry, Mo Qingyan nodded earnestly and seriously, criticizing Chen Xin with a disappointed tone, "You’re too kind with the resources! In these end times, how can you so casually reveal such capabilities? What if someone harbors ill intentions towards you?"

"Not necessarily, not necessarily!" Chen Xin burst into laughter but was very grateful to Mo Qingyan.

Even though Mo Qingyan didn’t know his plans, and her actions affected his strategy to collect survival points, Chen Xin was still thankful that Mo Qingyan was willing to help him this way. freeweɓnøvel~com

Though Mo Qingyan was a good friend—almost like a brother to him—it didn’t mean she had to help him in such a way. After all, it’s the apocalypse now, and everyone must focus on their survival; no one would help others selflessly without considering the cost, as that would jeopardize their own survival.

Mo Qingyan’s willingness to help, albeit just verbally and not materially sacrificing resources while her sister exchanged the geothermal heat pump with him, was already quite commendable.

Chen Xin thought for a moment and decided to reveal his real plan to Mo Qingyan, so she wouldn’t be kept in the dark: "Actually, Long Niang, there’s really no need for you to do this. The reason I’m doing this is to collect resources from everyone, but your interference actually scared them away."

"Collect resources? How do you plan to collect resources? Aren’t you afraid they’ll come knocking, and when you open the door, they’ll kill you and take over your shelter?" Mo Qingyan’s expression was one of disdain, even slightly angry, feeling that Chen Xin had wasted her good intentions.

Yet, Chen Xin only watched Mo Qingyan’s angry expression, then smiled and took out the pistol Qin Lan had given him from his clothes.

"Is this...a gun? Where did you get it, Ah Xin?" Seeing the pistol Chen Xin took out, Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingxin were both shocked.

Even though it’s the apocalypse now, Flame Country isn’t like the Federation where elementary students go to school armed. Flame Country has always had the strictest gun control in the world, with only police and the military usually allowed to carry firearms, so Chen Xin suddenly having a gun surprised Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingxin immensely.

"Lan helped me get this. With it, I have at least some guarantee of safety." Chen Xin explained to Mo Qingyan about how he acquired the gun.

"Lan treats you so well? But even if she’s special police, how could she get a gun?" Mo Qingxin asked in bewilderment, full of questions: "When Ning was staying here, Uncle Ding didn’t give her a gun either!"

Mo Qingxin’s doubts were naturally Mo Qingyan’s as well. She knew Qin Lan treated Chen Xin well, so finding a way to get him a weapon was reasonable, but a gun was beyond Mo Qingyan’s expectations.

Even Flame Country police couldn’t casually get access to firearms; their use and management were strictly regulated. Each gun has a number, is registered, and even every fired bullet requires a report.

Under such strict control, it seemed impossible for Qin Lan to claim she lost her gun to give it to Chen Xin, leaving Mo Qingyan very curious about how Qin Lan managed to get the gun for him.

Naturally, Chen Xin could only fully explain, telling Mo Qingyan, "Every month, I have to trade at least two thousand pounds of vegetables with the special police team. Lan convinced Uncle Ding to give me a gun for my safety and to ensure this supply chain remains uninterrupted."

"So that’s how it is..." The impact brought by a gun was too profound, leaving Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingxin momentarily dazed.

If someone had said this before the disaster, they would have slapped him awake. If not for gender considerations, they might’ve given him a taste of bitter thug life.

Even in the current apocalypse, where everything has changed, obtaining a gun is still a nerve-wracking affair.

But with a gun in Chen Xin’s hand, he has an offensive edge over others. As long as he doesn’t take unnecessary risks or trust strangers too easily, his safety is assured.

After all, Chen Xin lives in his shelter, protected by a solid reliable door, making it difficult for anyone to harm him.

Understanding this, Mo Qingyan felt slightly embarrassed and awkwardly remarked, "Looks like I disrupted your plans..."

As she spoke, Mo Qingyan’s expression became more awkward, feeling remorseful for her impulsive actions earlier.

Chen Xin didn’t mind, putting the pistol away with a smile, "It’s not necessarily a bad thing; your stir actually raised the geothermal heat pump’s price. If they want to exchange, they’ll have to offer something at least close to your asking price, which they can’t muster immediately."

Hearing Chen Xin mention her previous offer, Mo Qingyan’s face turned red, her expression increasingly awkward. Having Mo Qingxin nearby didn’t help her discomfort.

After all, Mo Qingyan’s previous offer to Chen Xin included involving Mo Qingxin.

In truth, Mo Qingxin felt equally embarrassed; the situation was uncomfortable for both sisters.

Chen Xin noticed their awkwardness and quickly changed the topic, "Long Niang, your offer was too exaggerated. A geothermal heat pump set doesn’t require that much exchange. If you need it, I can accept five boxes of wine, five boxes of lunch meat cans, plus two boxes of canned pork as a fair trade."

This exchange rate was half of Mo Qingyan’s initial offer. Despite Chen Xin’s gratitude for Mo Qingyan’s good intentions, he didn’t say he’d give her a geothermal heat pump set for free.

However, Mo Qingyan shook her head, saying, "There’s no need; I have air conditioning, and the municipal government hasn’t stopped supplying power, so heating is not an issue. Earlier, I said that just to help you."

Mo Qingyan’s words made Chen Xin frown slightly, asking, "Then how long can your supplies last? A year? Two years?"

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