"Can you show us the food first? Otherwise, how will we believe you?"
Ivy smirked internally before putting up a grim expression. "I would be serious with you all; that is my last stash, so I can't showcase it. As long as someone protects me, I will take out a 5 kg rice bag from my space."
Space?
Everyone's expression changed.
Who didn't know about space superpowers? A superpower, highly sought before and during the apocalypse. However, it has its own limitations too!
Most people only receive 3 cubic meters of space, just enough to store 2000 kg of rice.
"So, can anyone tell me who among you is honest and will protect me while I sell rice?" Ivy's question broke the silence, and the crowd whispered among themselves before selecting a candidate.
No one thought of killing Ivy and plundering resources. Why?
