And it’s clear what he was up to when you consider Song Li’s situation!
Soone kicked the door loudly, but being ordinary people, the door rely thudded without budging and attracted the attention of passersby. The n felt embarrassed, their faces flushing as they quickly dispersed pretending nothing had happened.
In this apocalypse, ddling was not a wise choice. Why bother with other people’s business?
Although they thought this, they still felt frustrated.
The noise from inside continued for a while until the shower stopped and it was unclear what Song Li was doing inside. Soone passing by pretended to hear a clicking sound like soone taking photos with a mobile phone.
Soon, Song Li erged from the room with a knife in hand, cold eyes scanning the area. The n who had crowded around his room door hadn’t left and were looking in his direction from various places.
Song Li smirked coldly at them, his voice chillingly strange as he said, "I’ve locked the door. Those who want to ddle can go ahead. I’ll be leaving soon, so kick hard! If you can kick it down, I want to see which of you can stay alive! If I die, I’ll take a few of you down with !"
He made the n turn their heads, pretending not to be the ones addressed. Song Li’s attitude made them suspicious and eased so of their previous intentions.
Seeing this, Song Li snorted disdainfully, put his phone in his pocket, and left without hesitation.
He took the last of his Yajin to hail a cab, and after telling the driver his destination, they headed towards the outskirts of Cloud Gorge Base.
The economic restoration area of Cloud Gorge Base, forrly comprised of areas from Xia C14 to Xia C26, had beco desolate from the recent war between two major forces and the City of Bright Moon. The previous inhabitants were left holess in short order, rendering this place a wasteland akin to the ruined cities.
Additionally, the Level 8 New Humans’ battles waged by the two forces against the City of Bright Moon resulted in the destruction of ninety percent of the buildings, causing enormous economic damage. The survivors began moving to other Administrative Areas, though a portion chose to remain.
To restore the area, both forces diverted entrance points here and provided subsidies, designating these thirteen areas as the economic restoration zone. However, this led to a mix of good and bad, with an influx of unsavory individuals, including foreigners and returning refugees.
These penniless people could not survive elsewhere, and as the population swelled, the restoration zone beca a refugee hub.
Likewise, the famine caused by food scarcity drove people to madness, making this place a breeding ground for cri and the grey economy.
Here, you could find assassination syndicates and slave trade organizations, including the largest slave trade in China, the Lone Gold Club!
On the old site of the forr Clear Water Square, a multitude of large tents were erected, covering the entire plaza. Each tent bore a large circular logo—a symbol of two fingers holding a square object, known to be the Lone Gold Club’s logo.
At the entrance to the plaza, a horde of people lined up, slave masters cracking whips over their chargers, driving slaves of various skin tones into the plaza like sheep. So desperate families brought their children while others ca alone, shuffling forward with the crowd.
Not far away, trucks loaded with building materials entered the plaza, contributing to the construction of towering fraworks.
"Alright, stop crying. You’ll starve with us; being a slave isn’t so bad, at least you’ll be fed..."
"Hurry up! What’s the dawdle?"
"That black guy ran! Catch him!"
"Everyone over there, co here, line up! Count off."
"No! Let go! I refuse to be a slave!"
"You think it’s up to you?"
"..."
Voices filled the air as Song Muyuan hopped off the cab, glanced at the knife in hand, then at the fleeing driver, and shook his head.
"Really, was that scare necessary?... Heh, I’ve got quite the acting skills."
He chuckled with pride, glanced at the plaza, and didn’t go in straight away. After gathering his emotions, his expression darkened. He took his phone out and squeezed his way through the crowd into the plaza.
"Cutting in line! Go to the back!"
Song Muyuan’s actions annoyed those around him and soone shouted at him. He ignored it and continued to push his way forward.
Scanning the area, Song Muyuan locked onto a nearby Lone Gold Club mber wielding a laser weapon and kept edging closer.
"Hey, buddy." He forced a pleading smile, calling out to the club mber.
The mber frowned upon hearing the voice and after a mont identified the caller with a weak appearance.
Looking around, driven by curiosity, he swung his weapon to part the crowd and pointed at Song Muyuan, saying, "You calling ?"
"Yeah, yeah! I’ve got a deal for you."
"Then co out."
"Sure."
Song Muyuan gleefully stepped out of the crowd.
"What’s the matter?"
"I’ve got a big deal to make; can you connect with a big shot inside?"
Hearing this, the club mber, who expected so favor from Song Muyuan, looked unamused.
"What kind of big deal? Spill it."
"Ah, it’s really big. I can’t say right now. Plus, showing you might be... dangerous..."
"Dangerous? What danger could I possibly be in? Beat it, don’t bother ."
"Hey, hey, don’t be like that, I’m not lying, man. Just let cut in line."
The club mber pondered, potentially not wanting to miss out, and eventually nodded, warningly adding, "Alright, you can cut in line. But if there’s no big deal, you might not make it out."
"Of course."
"Go on in."
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