50 Leeches

Zhang Chao pulled the trigger and fired. There was a light, soft sound, and a badger-like mutated beast got shot on its head and fell silently to the ground. They stepped over its body and moved forward, leaving it lying dead by the side of the road.

“Primary mutated animals are worthless. Half a kilo of meat can only buy you one kilo of food stamps. If we can’t find any secondary level animals, we might be facing a loss if we use too many bullets on the trip there and back,” Luo Yuan said.

Qian Dakui knew that this was Luo Yuan’s first time there. To make up for the rift in their friendship, he whispered, “Secondary level mutated animals are worth more money. Half a kilo of meat can buy you 15 kilos of food stamps, and this is not even a set price. You can probably get a higher price in the black market. You could get up to 50 kilos of food stamps. But each person can only trade 1.5 kilos of meat. The rest is taken by the military base.”