Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system

Seeing the piles of food before them, those who came were struck dumb, even asking others to pinch them to make sure it was real.

Only when they felt the pain from the pinch did they snap back to reality.

Some people’s eyes changed, becoming somewhat greedy.

"You better not think of anything untoward. This is G City, remember who brought you here." Yan Mo noted and reminded them.

Hearing his words, those who had ideas recalled that this was not an ordinary place, it was a Zombie Camp, with a horde of zombies outside.

"Each base has to select a person to check whether everything inside is genuine. You have five minutes, then you must leave and decide how much you want to buy." Lin Jingyang heard Yan Mo’s voice and knew people were up to no good. His expression turned unpleasant and he spoke rudely to them.

The representatives from the eight bases discussed briefly, then selected individuals to go and check.

Five minutes later, eight people came out to give a nod to their respective group.

Lin Jingyang led them out of the warehouse and over to a pavilion on the left. He pointed at the sign hanging outside.

"These are the prices, non-negotiable." Lin Jingyang finished speaking and sat down inside the pavilion with Yan Mo.