Listening to this loli’s words, who no matter how you looked at her seed to scream "I’m a golden retriever loser," Feng Xue was completely flabbergasted. How had a re ti-traveling newbie like , not even three months in, beco the big boss of the residential area?
I don’t even know what you guys are planning, alright?
Another girl, with white hair and brown skin, was anwhile sporting a "We knew it" expression and said,
"Sir, we’re just acting according to the usual rules. When the high walls of the landfill rise, we will naturally leave. Are you saying the residential area won’t even share a little bit of spoils with us now?"
"No, wait a minute!" Feng Xue rubbed his head. Although pretending to be a guest from the residential area could score him a greater benefit, he knew nothing about it, and impersonating without knowledge could easily cause more problems.
Seeing Feng Xue suddenly adopting an Er Kang-like expression, the three, who had no idea what Er Kang was, thought he was gearing up for an attack. They simultaneously prepared to defend themselves, but the fact that they didn’t launch an attack even in such a mont showed that the deterrent power of this supposed guest from the residential area must be pretty significant.
However, she still didn’t change her mind, taking a deep breath before saying,
"No matter what you’ve misunderstood, I must clarify here that I am just an ordinary landfill resident with no connection to the residential area. I’m not interested in the ’Manager’ label either. You can figure it out yourselves."
Though Feng Xue felt his words lacked any convincing power, upon exchanging glances, the trio inexplicably showed an understanding that vexed Feng Xue, making him want to ask, "You beasts, what have you comprehended now?"
"So your target is the door?" the green-haired girl murmured as if relieved, while the blonde directly pat her chest, making a thumping noise,
"I thought you were planning to overpower us with martial force! Now it’s going to be tough; our combined strength won’t yield as much now."
"You talk as if you could definitely outmatch ," the green-haired girl glared at the blonde, while the white-haired black-skinned girl tried to diate by saying,
"Splitting the spoils evenly isn’t bad; it at least spares us from the worry of having our peaches stolen, right?"
Watching the trio interact made Feng Xue suddenly feel like not removing the filter; in just these few minutes, he had started to forget—and didn’t want to rember—their true appearances.
"Damn! This filter must be toxic, huh?"
Feeling the sudden weight of a salt packet in his hand, Feng Xue was overwheld, but he still caught one crucial detail—
The door.
From their conversation, was a door ant to appear here?
Why were they so sure?
Could it be that in the process of constructing the landfill, a door leading to the outside world was destined to appear?
"Since your goal doesn’t conflict with ours, we won’t bother you anymore," said the green-haired girl politely as she bid farewell, yet Feng Xue ultimately didn’t ask about the door.
It wasn’t that he was worried about losing face, but rather because he feared creating additional complications.
Now that he had finally made the three understand he was not in conflict with them, asking sothing like "What is the door?" or "Why would a door appear here?" at this mont might make them think he was treating them like fools.
...
Seeing that the three female-sounding Scavenger leaders had finally left, Feng Xue imdiately removed the filter. It was too enchanting, to the point that she started to worry she wouldn’t be able to take it off if worn for too long.
At that ti, there would only be two outcos: either becoming soone who wanted to do everything or becoming soone who wanted to do nothing.
Feng Xue wanted neither, so this device could only ever serve as the activator for disassembling the Holy Mother.
While thinking this, she forcefully stuffed the filter into her Storage Bag, as if bidding farewell to so demon.
After triumphantly overcoming that bewitchingly beautiful world, she temporarily cald her mind and began to ponder what to do next.
If it were true what they said about a door soon opening here, should she take the opportunity to leave?
As ti passed, the "Identity" feedback from outside Infinite City was increasing, but it was nowhere near the daily rate of 100,000 towers. Although with the True Object she had picked up this ti, she could manage to survive several days outside, but was it truly necessary?
She did not plan to go on a killing spree once there, so generating a large amount of "Identity" quickly was highly unlikely. However, with such an opportunity in front of her, she felt reluctant not to at least go out and take a look.
After all, Chen Xiyao was just an ordinary high school student who had no idea about Kaidan before coming here. The knowledge acquired from Mr. Li and the Gatekeeper labels indicated the existence of a hostile organization that hunted Kaidan outside.
To know what the outside world was really like, she indeed had to see it for herself.
However, how to leave was still a question that needed consideration.
What weapons to bring, how to communicate with others—if the language barrier was an issue, what to do if they were hostile and how to escape.
...
On the other side, three burly n were currently sitting in a rather unstable room. After a brief mont of looking at each other, a short youth with blond, shattered hair spoke:
"Do you think he is really soone from the residential area?"
"I don’t know," replied a middle-aged man with white hair and brown skin, decisively shaking his head, "Whether he is or isn’t, we can’t do anything to him."
"F**k! Those sons of b****es from the residential area have already gotten so much, isn’t it enough?" the blond youth slamd his fist on the table harshly. The makeshift low table, crafted from a high-speed rail table, instantly fell apart under the strike. Seeing his agitated state, the white-haired man said with a hint of taunt:
"At the end of the day, the residential area is just that small; how could it ever be enough?"
"After all, they’re just a bunch of parasites who live off the blood of the lower class. Even if they turned into Kaidan, what could they do? They can’t even beat the first level guards. They are just trash!" the blond man grumbled resentfully, but the green-haired man shook his head and said:
"No matter what, they are still Kaidan. If they are trash, then we, who can’t even beco ’rumors’, are even worse than trash, right?"
"How can you compare the two? If it were ... no, I don’t even need a residence. Let use any facility like ’bank’, ’library’, or ’supermarket’ for two months, and I definitely could beco a Kaidan!" the blond countered heatedly, but the green-haired man remained calm:
"But the truth is, we couldn’t even get close. If you were really that confident, you wouldn’t be setting your sights on the Manager."
"All this talk, isn’t it just to provoke to go out? I’ll grant your wish this ti! I’m sick of this damn life, this ti you two compete for the Manager, I also want to go see what kind of deadly pit lies outside this door!"
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