Sales Commission
Clarissa: "???"
"Why... why are you giving me so much stuff?"
"Oh~ are you trying to get me to sell these for you?"
Henry shook his head and said, "No, these things are for you!"
"For me? These items are quite valuable, why would you give them to me? I..." Clarissa was moved. She had been trapped in the security booth these past few days, surviving solely on the food and water provided by Henry.
She had given up hope for life just today! It was Henry who, at the crucial moment, gave her the hope and courage to keep living. At that moment, Clarissa was curled up in a pink teddy bear quilt that Henry had given her, utterly overwhelmed by emotion.
"Don't get me wrong, these items aren't just a free gift!"
"Consider it a sales commission," Henry said.
"Sales commission?"
"Yes, exactly! You help me sell bows, and I give you a sales commission. It's only fair!"
"Thank you, you're so kind! Hehe!" Clarissa was moved and exceptionally happy. With meat to eat, water to drink, and clean new clothes, how could she not be happy?!
When she had first crossed over, she was wearing a flight attendant's uniform: a skirt, black, high-heeled shoes, which were very inconvenient for fighting. She stored all these in her storage space and changed into the new sportswear.
"Ah, this is really comfortable~" Clarissa smiled sweetly.
"By the way, Henry, I've also contacted a lot of buyers!"
"They've offered very good conditions, but I don't know if you have any more weapons to sell?"
"Some buyers who bought bows are looking to buy some arrows, I don't know what price to put on these?" Clarissa asked.
"As for the longbows, I can make as many as needed, and the same goes for arrows!"
"As for the prices, you set them!"
"The prices you set for today's weapon deals were very reasonable!" Henry sincerely praised her.
Clarissa indeed has a knack for sales. Moreover, a girl haggling with men naturally has an advantage. Sometimes, men feel it's ungallant to quibble over small things with a young woman, so Clarissa capitalizes on this. She sells the bows at a much higher price than Henry does, and the demand is still continuously strong.
Henry is well aware that weapons are a type of product that becomes obsolete. Just like how today he obtained the blueprint for energy armor.
As the survivors' strengths improve, more and more blueprints for weapons and armor will emerge, and bows will gradually lose their market. So, capitalizing on everyone's current average level of strength to make a good profit is indeed the right move.
"Alright, I'll make the decisions then!" Clarissa said.
"Also, if you have anything else, I can help you sell that too."
"Anyway, I'm stuck here with nothing else to do~"
"Let me see..." Henry checked his storage space and then opened the trade interface: "You can help me sell these items too!"
[Egret Brand Cigarettes], [Skincare Products], [Perfume], [Tent], [Sleeping Bag], [Fishing Rod], [Outdoor Tables and Chairs], [Clean Sportswear], [Luncheon Meat Cans], [Purified Water](container required).
"Those are roughly it!" "But food and water, only trade for Energy Cores and blueprints, nothing else!"
The [Luncheon Meat Cans] Henry offered were not the same as the [Beef Cans] obtained from the truck. These [Luncheon Meat Cans] were part of the initial supplies given to every survivor by the system—there were 12 boxes in total.
Honestly, the taste of these luncheon meat cans couldn't compare to the beef, and their quantity was scarce.
Unlike instant noodles and other such items that you might collect from supermarkets, these can't be endlessly stacked. Their stock will decrease over time!
They take up space in the storage ring. Might as well sell them off and free up some storage space!
"Alright, Henry, leave it to me!"
"I'll definitely sell them for a good price!"
Clarissa said cheerfully. She felt proud to be able to take some burden off Henry, making sure she wasn't just freeloading. In Clarissa's mindset, there was no room for being kept or freeloading. While many women might look for a dependable and capable man,
Clarissa didn't see it that way. She believed that maintaining one's appearance and fitness was essential, but it was also crucial to be able to contribute to her man. Otherwise, she would just be a burden. Especially in a post-apocalyptic world.
No matter how attractive you are, if you lack capability and value, you can't change the fact that you're a drag. Survival in the apocalypse is hard enough, who would want to carry dead weight?!
Thus, Clarissa hoped to become valuable. Even if she could only take a tiny bit of workload off Henry, it would prove her worth.
"Alright, keep it up!"
"Yeah, I'll do my best! Henry, take care of yourself too, get some rest early!"
"Yeah, got it!"
Henry then turned off the chat channel. He stretched lazily and turned his attention to the [Bloodstained Diary] on the table. The cover of the diary was stained red in one corner by blood. The blood had long since dried and turned a dark brown color. It hadn't seeped into the diary, so it didn't affect the readability. Henry opened the first page of the diary.
May 17, 2012 The Federal Medical Commission told everyone that it was just an ordinary influenza epidemic, no need to worry!
Infection through groups can be used as a means of prevention and treatment, gaining immunity in the process! Moreover, this virus will not endanger everyone's health and will become a part of everyone's life, just like the common cold! Although I'm not medically trained, I feel this illness is different.
Some people even exhibit symptoms like those of rabies, such as photophobia and hydrophobia. Common colds shouldn't have so many strange symptoms, right? I've decided to wear a mask, regardless of what others do. I have to be responsible for myself and the people around me!
...
May 20, 2012
They started building high walls around major cities, I really don't know what they were thinking! All the major media scoffed at this. The number of sick students around me is increasing!
...
The following part of the diary details mundane daily life. Henry wasn't interested in this person's private life and quickly flipped past those pages.