The Rat in the Gutter

"No, I..."

Lu Bai was halfway through his refusal when he suddenly noticed a line of small print appearing on his retina.

[Data file detected, read now?]

He then changed the subject. "... May I?"

Don't assume that retaining abilities is easy just because the ability ranking list includes tens of thousands of abilities.

It is no exaggeration to say that at least 90% of those Formal Deathmatch Participant have no right to hold back their abilities.

Even if he only retained his abilities once, he would still belong to the most outstanding group of deathmatch fighters.

It seems very strange that such an excellent Formal Deathmatch Participant would be doing talent scout work.

The middle-aged man, who looked like a director, chuckled, "I happen to have a script here that's casting actors for, a historical drama called 'The Great Traitor Chiang Kai-shek.' If you're interested, you can get the lead role; I can make that decision."

"That sounds interesting, I'd like to try it."

Lu Bai's smile grew even brighter, "But since I'm playing a burly man, won't I need to spend some time gaining weight?"

What is fat gain?

"Wait a moment."

Ding Zhongmin choked on his words.

He ultimately resisted the urge to complain and forced a smile again, "No need, our small production crew doesn't care about these things."

Lu Bai thought for a moment and asked, "Where is the film crew located? Shall we go there now?"

"... Of course, come with me."

Ding Zhongmin turned around and led Lu Bai toward the direction of Livability City.

The two people, one in front and one behind.

Crossing the steel bridge, we entered the Livability City, winding our way through the concrete jungle.

Lu Bai suddenly blurted out, "This coffin city is truly disgusting."

Upon hearing this, Ding Zhongmin was taken aback, and then couldn't help but blurt out a sarcastic remark. "This is what the gentlemen consider Livability City, not a coffin."

"Why is this a topic that can't be touched on at all?"

Lu Bai smiled dismissively, "Livability City? Ha, I think that's a kind of confidence."

Ding Zhongmin was a little puzzled.

Why does this legendary genius seem more like a member of the Can Society than I am?

He looked around, waved his hand, and whispered, "Stop talking, stop talking."

"Why shouldn't we speak up? The men are capable, but we can't even speak up? What kind of logic is that?!"

Lu Bai pointed to the busy pedestrians. "You see, these are the people who don't talk about it, who just bury themselves in hardship, and then they'll suffer endlessly."

"No, there's more to this than meets the eye..."

Ding Zhongmin instinctively wanted to retort, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized something was amiss. Why was he speaking up for the United Government?

"Why should I consider the bigger picture? If I had money, I'd definitely be talking to you all about idealism."

Lu Bai's tone was initially impassioned, but then turned sarcastic. "The good days are yet to come, aren't they?"

Ding Zhongmin: No, why do you, a keyboard warrior, have so many ideas?

Although he tried to act normal, as a member of the Can Society, he couldn't help but become a little excited when he heard these words.

This member of the Can Society suddenly realized...

Something doesn't seem right. Why do we have to find a way to kill this genius of unparalleled talent?

This is clearly one of our comrades from Can Society!

However, to be on the safe side, he did not reveal everything, but instead subtly probed from the sidelines.

"Hey, young man, let's talk about this privately, please don't..."

The two chatted happily along the way.

Thanks to his experience browsing online forums in his previous life, Lu Bai's casual remarks were always top-notch in their sarcastic and sarcastic tone.

Ding Zhongmin was overjoyed to hear this and felt a great sense of regret for not having met him sooner.

After all, Lu Bai's very first words carried the air of a Keke Can Society replicate.

Ding Zhongmin stopped in front of a bar called "Truth or Dare".

He turned to look at Lu Bai and said solemnly, "Clever Mephisto, I must apologize to you."

"What are you apologizing for... uh!"

As if just realizing what had happened, Lu Bai's face suddenly turned astounded with shock and anger. "How did you know!?"

Ding Zhongmin, on the contrary, was somewhat smug. "Our capabilities are beyond your imagination."

"What do you mean by 'you all'?"

Lu Bai asked the question knowing the answer already, but at least he should follow the proper procedures.

Have you ever heard of -- Can Society?

Ding Zhongmin looked arrogant.

Lu Bai shook his head and honestly replied, "I only learned this name today."

"It's not too late to know now; after all, our goals are the same."

Ding Zhongmin clenched his fists, struggling to suppress his excitement. "Overthrow the tyranny of humanity!"

Lu Bai pretended to widen his eyes, nervously looked around, and finally slapped his thigh, lowering his voice. "Good, good, good!"

Click~

The nightclub door was pushed open.

A sophisticated woman in black stockings and high heels walked out of the store.

She was about thirty years old, but had a curvaceous figure; her ample bosom beneath the halter top could easily ignite a man's lust.

"Director Ding, thank you for your hard work."

She first nodded to Ding Zhongmin, then turned to Lu Bai and smiled, "Morpheus, I have to be honest with you, we eavesdropped on your conversations along the way. The situation is difficult, please don't mind."

Her peach blossom eyes were brimming with autumn water, and her attitude was so sincere that it was hard for anyone to say anything to blame her.

Lu Bai quickly understood and nodded. "That's right, things should be done in secret."

"Well then, on behalf of all the members of the Can Society, I welcome you to join us. Please follow me."

Kang Meirou twisted her waist, turned to the side, and stretched her palm towards the shop entrance. "Can Society inside."

Upon entering the store, the lights in the corridor were not on since it was not yet opening time.

I walked along the dark corridor, supporting myself against the wall, and pushed open the door to the lobby.

It was very quiet inside.

There were two bartenders at the bar; one was wiping glasses with a white cloth, while the other was slowly mixing drinks.

Finally, three waiters remained, all sitting in a booth, eyeing Lu Bai, who was walking between the two men, with a hint of curiosity.

Incidentally, ever since Lu Bai entered the hall, lines of small print have appeared before his eyes.

Apart from him, six out of the seven people present possessed abilities.

These guys must be high-ranking members within the Can Society.

However, Lu Bai wasn't going to back down. He naturally frowned and asked, "What's wrong with those three? Don't they see what's going on?"

Kang Meirou: "..."

Ding Zhongmin: "..."

"That's why I said the review process should take longer."

A blond-haired man dressed as a waiter stood up and glared at Lu Bai with slight displeasure. "You probably don't know, you were supposed to die today."

Upon hearing this, Lu Bai turned around, looked at Ding Zhongmin, and then at Kang Meirou.

Then, without realizing it, a half-smile crept across his face, "He dares to say anything."

"Alright."

Ding Zhongmin took off his director's hat and casually tossed it onto the sofa beside him. "We're all comrades, I don't want to hear any more of this pointless arguing."