"I said it's System Coins."

Watching the man's jumpy reaction, Duan Heng shot him a disdainful look and reluctantly explained:

"You earn System Coins by killing Zombies. You can buy useful items from the System Store with them. But your function isn't unlocked yet, so you can't spend this money."

"Huh? How can that be! So you've taken all the team leader's System Coins?!"

After Duan Heng spoke, it wasn't Zhao Mu who reacted first—a kid from the squad indignantly stepped forward. Clearly, Zhao Mu held high reputation among them.

Zhao Mu quickly signaled others to usher the child out. He feared annoying Duan Heng, who might then refuse the supply exchange, leaving him powerless to complain.

Duan Heng ignored the kid and addressed the crowd:

"You proposed this trade. Your Store function is locked, so your System Coins are useless. Instead of letting them rot, exchange them for food with me. Your leader just transferred over 300 System Coins. How about one hundred for a box of supplies?"

As he spoke, Duan Heng waved his hand—his System Space ability activated. Rows of cardboard boxes materialized before their eyes, drawing instant gasps.

"Huh? What's this? A spatial ability?!"

"So it really exists! Moving goods would be super easy!"

"Isn't this a skill only novel protagonists have?!"

The miraculous sight left the survivors wide-eyed. Duan Heng had already shocked them too much.

But this was only the beginning. One man eagerly opened a box, expecting instant noodles or pickles. Instead, it overflowed with meat products and canned goods—each box weighed heavily. He nearly stumbled back.

"Heaven! So much!"

"Did he store an entire shop in his space?!"

"One hundred System Coins per box? I checked—I have over a hundred too! I want to exchange—"

...

"No rush. Everyone gets a share."

In moments, shock turned to excitement. They crowded around Duan Heng, eager to trade.

Duan Heng smiled faintly, satisfied. Now he and Bai Ling wouldn't need to work hard for coins.

Just then, Bai Ling crept up, grabbing his shoulder and whispering:

"Hey, why give them so much meat? Instant noodles would suffice."

"Uh, you're right..."

Duan Heng turned away with a bitter smile.

"But I only have meat and canned goods. No instant noodles."

He spread his hands helplessly. Bai Ling blinked in disbelief.

On second thought, it made sense. With System Space, who'd store bulky, low-nutrition noodles? Duan Heng's supplies were either delicious or highly nutritious—all cost-effective.

"Don't worry. I have over a thousand meat boxes. We won't run out."

Seeing Bai Ling's reluctant expression, Duan Heng smiled fondly. He slipped an arm around her slender waist and whispered:

"Still, thanks, wifey. For helping me save money."

"Go... go die!"

Hearing that disgusting nickname, Bai Ling's face flushed red. She snapped back through gritted teeth.

But with so many watching, she didn't want to shame Duan Heng. She glared tsundere-style, silent. Her body didn't push his arm away—in fact, she leaned closer.

'Your System Coins: 5861'

'Your System Coins: 6067'

'Your System Coins: 6195'

'Your System Coins: 6571'

...

"Um... can I exchange for medicine? My friend's wounded at home, infected. But I haven't killed many Zombies, so..."

"Of course~"

A soft-spoken girl begged Bai Ling, looking heartbreakingly cute.

Bai Ling nodded readily, hugging her and patting her back. She rubbed her cheek against the girl's face—*Hmph, such a soft, cute little sister~*

*I am a true tough guy! I like women!*

After this inner shout, Bai Ling released the girl, satisfied, and signaled Duan Heng.

He pursed his lips, pulling antibiotics, alcohol, and bandages from his space.

"Discount for these. Fifty's enough."

"Mmm... thank you! So much!"

The girl sobbed gratefully, overwhelmed by their generosity.

She didn't know exchanging fifty System Coins for antibiotics was a total rip-off. In the past life, the Store sold one strip for 1 System Coin! One coin!!

Food prices were wildly overpriced too. Without the function unlocked, how could they know? After being scammed, they thanked Duan Heng instead.

"Benevolent one! You let us trade useless virtual coins for so many supplies! A true benefactor!"

"Thank you! Zhao Yue was rude earlier—forgive her! We'll discipline her!"

"Duan Heng brother, where do you live? I want to trade more later! Okay?"

...

"Uh, well..."

Watching their beaming, tearful gratitude, even Duan Heng felt slightly ashamed. He'd been too greedy.

He decided not to share his address, avoiding future trouble when they learned Store prices.

Before he could refuse, Bai Ling—overjoyed by coin gains—blurted out:

"Sure~ Find us at Heavenly Fate Community's gate. Shout 'Duan Heng' three times~ We'll meet you if we're there~ Visit often when you're rich~"

"Mm! We'll kill monsters hard to earn System Coins!"

The dozen-strong team cheered, faces bright with smiles. Duan Heng swallowed his refusal.

Bai Ling's grin outshone them all. Imagining dozens working for her, her lips curled up. She felt like a capitalist overlooking minions:

*Oh ho ho~ Money is so easy to make!*

*The Apocalypse? Child's play~*

Her proud chin lifted skyward.

But mid-triumph, her body stiffened—muscles tensed. The arm around her waist had tightened. Danger prickled the air...

A low, resentful voice whispered in her ear:

"After we get back, I'll deal with you properly..."

*Huh? Why?!*

Bai Ling's eyes widened in terror.