257: What toy model?

“By the way, Zhang Yu, have you found anything good there?”

Xiao Yun asked curiously as he took the supplies Lu Xueqing handed him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu had a look of despair, his face even turning pale.

“Sigh, my luck is terrible. After searching so many containers, I only got a bottle of Small Gold Coffee and a bunch of Small Purples and Small Blues. If I hadn’t picked up all the Small Blues, my backpack almost wouldn’t have been full!”

With that, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly and opened his backpack to show Xiao Yun the supplies inside.

Hmm… ox horns, portable speakers, radios…

Other than that single-slot Small Gold Coffee, he really hadn't found anything good. That was indeed quite miserable!

“Alright, then you keep your supplies. I’ll give you a few more Small Golds later, at least enough for you to evacuate with five hundred thousand.”

“Really? Xiao Yun, you’re so good to your brother?”

Hearing this, Zhang Yu was deeply moved.

Although Xiao Yun wasn't his biological brother, he was completely better than one!

He had searched so many supply points and hadn't found anything valuable, yet Xiao Yun didn't despise him and even wanted to share some Small Golds with him!

If there weren't girls present, fearing he might scare them, Zhang Yu would have knelt directly before Xiao Yun and called him 'godfather'.

That was five hundred thousand after all!

In reality, not even his dad would give him five hundred thousand, let alone anyone else.

It had to be his most loyal brother from childhood who was reliable!

“Xiao ge, don’t worry, from now on, if I ever have any good ideas for crafting equipment, I’ll definitely share them with you first!”

“Hey, hey, Yu ge, no, no, you’re older than me, don’t call me Xiao ge.”

Xiao Yun quickly waved his hand. Wasn't that messing things up?

Zhang Yu smiled faintly. Indeed, calling him 'ge' seemed too formal; calling him by name was more intimate and free of social niceties.

“Let’s go, no need to chat anymore. Let’s go up to the top of the tower and take a look.”

......

“Current location: Baksh - Royal Museum.”

“Current Match Drop Rate: Classified”

“Current Match End Time: 19 minutes 31 seconds”

“Reminder: Please evacuate before time runs out!”

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Inside the Royal Museum, Black Bro’s large force had finished searching the leftovers here and completed the distribution of supplies.

The income from this match was quite good. Although it took some time to gather, and the Museum had been searched once before, at least there were fewer people to share the money with!

Now, with only seven teams distributing supplies, after searching the Baksh Market and the Museum, each team received just over one hundred thousand in supplies.

On average, per person, it was about thirty to forty thousand.

At this point, two-thirds of the match time still remained.

Black Bro was confident that everyone in this match could earn at least one hundred thousand!

One hundred thousand per match was already considered a high income for their group.

In the past, running knives and gathering in the restricted zone, each person earning fifty to sixty thousand per match was normal. Although they searched a lot, there were also many people to share the money with.

They hadn't expected that as soon as tonight's knife-running night began, three teams would act independently. With nine fewer mouths to feed, the average income per person immediately went up.

“Black Bro, are we going to Babel Tower next?”

“Everyone, hurry up and gather! Don’t let Black Bro worry about these small matters!”

“Charge, charge! The drop rate at Babel Tower is incredibly high. We’ll get rich after we search it!”

Everyone spoke animatedly, and Black Bro only responded to key questions.

“Yes, next we’ll prepare to enter the Babel Tower Area, but everyone needs to be careful. The soldiers there are Hafk’s elites, unlike the Asala Soldiers. They are at least equipped with Tier 3 armor and Tier 3 bullets. Be careful not to get hit.”

“By the way, Black Bro, should we go look for the two teams that lost contact?”

Just then, Xu Tao from Black Bro’s team asked.

“...No need. The Little Influencer team still hasn’t made any movement, so they’re most likely trapped inside Babel Tower. The other team is either dead or planning to act independently.”

Black Bro pondered for a moment and said calmly.

After all, this match had already been going on for ten minutes. Besides Xiao Yun’s team, who had explicitly stated they would act independently, the other two teams had not come to meet up.

Black Bro’s analysis was very reasonable, and Xu Tao nodded silently as he listened.

“Then it’s the same as before. Is everyone gathered? Prepare to enter Babel Tower!”

......

“Current location: Baksh-Blue Tune Mountain City.”

“Current Match Drop Rate: Classified”

“Current Match End Time: 19 minutes 26 seconds”

“Reminder: Please evacuate before time runs out!”

Inside a civilian house in Blue Tune Mountain City.

Three young girls huddled in a corner of the room, shivering in the cold wind.

“What’s going on with Black Bro’s team? Haven’t they searched this far yet?”

“There were gunshots in Baksh Market right at the start of the match, weren’t there? That shouldn’t be the case, right?”

“Could it be that they’re going to give up searching the outer areas and go directly to the Museum and Babel Tower?!”

The three whispered to each other, their hearts extremely uneasy.

They were incredibly unlucky in this match. They spawned on the very edge of the map right at the start. Originally, the three of them had planned to search for some items, at least looting a few small safes, before going to meet up with the main force.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong as soon as they started searching. After opening just two small safes, they encountered an Asala Forces patrol here!

And these Asala Soldiers did nothing else but wander around Blue Tune Mountain City, neither entering rooms nor leaving, as if they were playing with them!

Initially, the three were confident. According to the main force’s search route, they would usually clear out all the outer areas before choosing to enter the Royal Museum or the Babel Tower Area.

However.

What they hadn't expected was that because Xiao Yun had blown up the underground vault key room in the Museum, Black Bro’s team heard the commotion and rushed over directly. Their route had now changed, and they would no longer come to the outer areas to search.

However, due to their trust in Black Bro, the three decided to keep waiting.

“By the way, you all opened the small safes, right? Did you get anything good?”

As they lay there, feeling bored, one of them suddenly asked.

“Nothing much. I only got two Small Purples, forty thousand yuan.”

“What about you, Captain?”

“I didn’t get much either, just a toy model that doesn’t seem very valuable, but it feels quite well-made, much better than those plastic toys my boyfriend buys.”

Captain Ai Mei, who was also the Little Influencer homeowner who bought a house here, sighed.

“Toy model? What kind of supply is that?”

Hearing this, the other two were somewhat puzzled.

And what appeared next made them even more puzzled and shocked!

“Here, this one.”

With that, Ai Mei rummaged through her backpack and pulled out what she was talking about.

Eight wheels, one cannon barrel—this was clearly an Infantry Fighting Vehicle model!