Seeing the private message pop up, Lin Wanwan found it a bit strange.
She had only traded supplies with a few people, and she wasn’t close enough with any of them for them to call her for help.
She initially planned to ignore it, but a sudden wave of curiosity came over her—why did this person reach out to her specifically?
So, she opened the chat box.
Since Lin Wanwan didn’t want any emotional ties with these people, she had never paid attention to their information.
Scrolling up through the chat history, she realized that the person asking her for help was actually the man who had been bitten by a rat.
His ID was: I Was Bitten by a Rat.
Seeing this ID, Lin Wanwan couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It really was spot-on.
Spring Flowers: Is there something you need from me?
I Was Bitten by a Rat: Hello, I wanted to ask if you still have any heating equipment left.
Spring Flowers: Didn’t I trade you a tin of braised chicken yesterday? Didn’t you say you could make a firewood stove out of it?
I Was Bitten by a Rat: I traded that tin for medicine yesterday; otherwise, I would have died yesterday.
Spring Flowers: Then you’re pretty lucky. Why are you looking for me again today? What else do you have to trade with me?
Far away in a place unknown to Lin Wanwan, the man with the ID “I Was Bitten by a Rat” stared with wide eyes upon seeing Lin Wanwan’s reply.
He was currently so cold he could barely stand it, so asking Lin Wanwan for help was an act of desperation.
In fact, it wasn’t just Lin Wanwan—he had sent the same message to many people.
Seeing Lin Wanwan ask what supplies he had left to trade, he was overjoyed.
The meaning behind her words was crystal clear: *I have heating supplies, what do you have to offer in exchange?*
The key was that she actually had them.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: What kind of heating equipment do you have? What supplies do you need?
Seeing his response, Lin Wanwan’s eyes lit up as well.
The fact that he asked what supplies she needed indicated he had quite a few supplies in hand.
Communicating with someone relatively familiar was at least somewhat reassuring.
Spring Flowers: How about you tell me what supplies you have first? Let me see if there’s anything I need. As for the heating supplies on my end, I guarantee top-notch quality and quantity.
Lin Wanwan would never voluntarily reveal her hidden cards to others.
If she told him what supplies she had, the upper hand would belong to him. By forcing him to state his inventory first, the upper hand remained in her hands.
Lin Wanwan could be a bit airheaded at times, but she was by no means stupid.
Having experienced death once in the road survival world, she knew that one could never be too cautious.
Seeing Lin Wanwan’s words, I Was Bitten by a Rat curled his lip.
Did his little scheme fail to work on her?
She had to be a shrewd, experienced tactician.
Ah well, both of them were skilled at playing mind games; continuing to plot was completely pointless and would only make her look down on him.
More importantly, it was currently a seller’s market, and possessing heating supplies was what mattered most.
If Lin Wanwan knew he considered her a scheming mastermind, she would definitely give him a slap.
*She wasn’t using complex schemes at all, okay?*
Ever since he was bitten by a rat and transmigrated into this road survival world, his luck had been quite good. He had obtained a modified sports car that was lightning fast, allowing him to open quite a few chests along the way.
He had gathered plenty of supplies, but he hadn’t obtained a single piece of heating equipment—not even a bit.
Now that the other party had highly sought-after goods, they could engage in a mutually beneficial trade.
At this thought, he hesitated no longer and messaged Lin Wanwan directly.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: I do have quite a few supplies in hand—food, drink, and daily items. If you need them, I can offer bottled water, bread, and instant noodles in exchange.
Hearing that he only wanted to trade cheap items like bottled water, bread, and instant noodles, Lin Wanwan curled her lip.
Spring Flowers: Do you really think I’d be lacking food when I gave you braised chicken yesterday? If you aren’t being sincere, don’t even mention it. I don’t want food or drinks.
Seeing Spring Flowers reject food and drinks, I Was Bitten by a Rat gave up entirely on that line of thought.
She wasn’t giving him an easy way out at all.
Didn’t road survival novels always feature gaining big advantages from small investments, trading low-tier goods for high-tier ones?
Why was it so hard for him to trade some bottled water and instant noodles for heating equipment?
Web novels were all lies.
I Was Bitten by a Rat lamented while adjusting his mindset.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: I’m sorry, I didn’t know you weren’t short on food and water. In that case, let me trade with other supplies.
Spring Flowers: That works, but make sure to bring out goods of equal value this time. Don’t send over any more garbage.
Hearing Lin Wanwan’s implicit warning, I Was Bitten by a Rat completely adjusted his attitude and began sorting through his inventory.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: Right now, I have cookware, blueprints, and gasoline. You can trade for whatever you want.
I Was Bitten by a Rat offered up several items he believed would be useful to Lin Wanwan.
Lin Wanwan’s interest was piqued when he mentioned blueprints.
Blueprints were precisely what she wanted most.
With blueprints, she could upgrade her minivan faster to cope with the upcoming disaster environment. She especially wanted a blueprint that could alter the exterior appearance of her minivan.
Her eighth-hand minivan was simply too shabby.
Spring Flowers: Blueprints? What kind of blueprints? Tell me. Also, tell me about the cookware.
Seeing Lin Wanwan’s reply, I Was Bitten by a Rat let out a sigh of relief. As long as she was interested in his items, things would be easy—interest meant room for negotiation.
However, at the thought of his blueprints, he couldn’t help but wince.
He had been overjoyed when he obtained the blueprints, but his heart had turned to ash when he actually saw what they were—that described his current situation perfectly.
He had no idea whether she would even want them.
So he played another clever trick, mentioning his cookware first.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: I have a full set of outdoor survival cookware here, complete with pots, bowls, ladles, and pans. Once you get this cookware set, as long as you have ingredients, you can cook whatever you like—frying, roasting, braising, or deep-frying all work, and boiling water or cooking meals won’t be a problem at all.
Looking at the message sent by the other party, Lin Wanwan felt that this cookware set was pretty good.
She would definitely secure it; it was just temporarily being kept in his possession for now. However, she remained far more interested in the blueprints.
Spring Flowers: You’re being way too dawdling. What I want to know about are the blueprints, not the cookware. Whether there’s cookware or not isn’t important. Can you be a bit more straightforward?
Seeing Lin Wanwan’s message, I Was Bitten by a Rat didn’t dare play any more tricks.
I Was Bitten by a Rat: I have three blueprints in my hand. The first one is a Shower Room Blueprint; the second is a Kitchen Blueprint; and the third is a Random Seed Blueprint.
After sending the message, I Was Bitten by a Rat felt uneasy in his heart.
These three blueprints might be good things under normal circumstances.
However, in this road survival world, where people couldn’t even get enough to eat, who would think about taking a shower? Even if someone wanted to take a shower, where would they get that much water?
As for the Kitchen Blueprint, in his view, its usefulness was essentially zero.
Everything opened from chests these past few days was instant noodles, self-heating meals, and the like—all convenience foods. Everyone was trying to survive; who would be in the mood to cook complex meals?