The News About the Door
Hearing the words of this loli who looked like a "loser" from every angle, Feng Xue was completely dumbfounded. How did I, a newbie who had only been in the world for less than three months, become the big boss of the Residential Area?
I have absolutely no idea what you guys are planning to do, okay?
Meanwhile, another fair-haired, brown-skinned, dark-skinned beauty said with an expression that said, "We knew it!"
"Sir, we are simply following the usual procedures. Once the Landfill Area walls are up, we will naturally leave. Are the Residential Area unwilling to even share this small amount of profit with us now?"
"No, wait a minute!" Feng Xue rubbed his head. Although pretending to be a visitor from the Residential Area might bring him more benefits, he knew nothing about the Residential Area and would only cause more problems if he impersonated someone else.
Seeing Feng Xue suddenly make an expression like Er Kang, the three who didn't know what Er Kang was assumed he was about to attack and almost simultaneously prepared to defend themselves. However, the fact that they didn't attack even at this moment showed that the intimidating power of this visitor from the Residential Area was probably extraordinary.
However, she still didn't change her mind, and took a deep breath before saying:
"Regardless of any misunderstandings you may have, I must make this clear: I am just an ordinary resident of the Landfill Area, and I have absolutely no connection to the Residential Area. I have no interest in the Tag of 'manager' either. You can decide for yourselves."
Although Feng Xue felt his words were utterly unconvincing, after exchanging glances, the three inexplicably displayed a sudden realization that made Feng Xue's head spin, making him want to ask, "You beasts, what do you know now?"
"So your target was the door?" the green-haired girl murmured with a sigh of relief, while the blond guy patted his chest loudly.
"You should have said so earlier! I thought you were planning to just use Martial Force to snatch it away! Now we're in trouble. With the three of us combined, our harvest will probably be much smaller."
"You talk as if you're sure you can beat me." The green-haired guy glared at the blond guy, and the black-skinned, white-haired guy next to him immediately tried to smooth things over:
"Dividing it equally isn't without its advantages; at least we don't have to worry about someone stealing the fruits of our labor, right?"
Watching the interaction between the three people in front of him, Feng Xue suddenly felt reluctant to remove the filter. After all, in just a few minutes, he could hardly remember—and did not want to remember—the real appearances of these three people.
"Holy crap! This filter is really addictive, isn't it?"
Feng Xue felt a sudden unease as he held the extra packet of salt in his hand. However, regardless, he noticed a crucial detail:
Door.
From what they're saying, there's going to be a door here?
Why are you so certain?
Does this mean that during the construction of Landfill Area, a door leading to the outside world must inevitably appear?
"Since your goals don't conflict with ours, we won't bother you any longer," Green Hair politely said goodbye, but Feng Xue ultimately didn't ask about the door.
It's not that I'm worried about losing face; it's simply because I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.
Now that he had finally made the three of them understand that he had no conflict with them, if he were to ask them questions like "What is a door?" or "Why is there a door here?", wouldn't they think he was treating them like idiots?
Seeing that the three female scavenger leaders had finally left, Feng Xue immediately took off the filter. This thing was just too Demonic Nature, to the point that he was starting to worry that if he wore it for too long, he might not be able to take it off.
There will only be two possible outcomes: either you'll become a weirdo who wants to do everything, or you'll become a weirdo who doesn't want to do anything.
Feng Xue didn't want either of them, so this thing could only ever be the initiator for Disassembly Madonna.
Thinking this, Feng Xue forcefully stuffed the filter into her Storage Bag, as if she were saying goodbye to some demon.
After successfully conquering that incredibly beautiful world, he calmed himself down and began to think about what he should do next.
If what they say is true, and a door is about to open here, should I take this opportunity to leave?
As time went on, the [consciousness] feedback he received from Infinite City was increasing, but it was still far from reaching 100,000 towers per day. Although with the True Thing he found this time, he could probably gather enough to live there for a few days, was it really necessary?
He didn't intend to go on a killing spree after arriving, so it was almost impossible for him to generate a large amount of [consciousness] in a short period of time. However, with such an opportunity in front of him, he was reluctant to leave without taking a look.
Chen Xiyao was, after all, just an ordinary high school student. Before coming here, she knew nothing about Weird Tale. The knowledge that Old Li and the gatekeeper's Tag provided only made her aware that there were hostile organizations in the outside world that hunted Weird Tale.
To know what the outside world is really like, you really have to see it for yourself.
However, figuring out how to get out is still a problem that needs to be considered.
What weapons should I bring? How should I communicate with the other party? What should I do if we can't communicate in the same language? How should I escape if the other party is hostile?
On the other side, three Strong Man were sitting in a rather unstable room. After a brief exchange of glances, the short, blond-haired youth spoke:
"Do you think he's actually from the Residential Area?"
"I don't know." The middle-aged man with white hair, brown skin, and thick lips typical of brown people shook his head decisively. "Whether he is or not, there's nothing we can do about it."
"Damn it! Those [beep--] bastards in the Residential Area! They've already gotten so much, isn't that enough?" The blond youth slammed his fist on the table in front of him. The low table, made from a high-speed rail table, immediately disintegrated under the blow. Seeing his agitation, the white-haired man said with a hint of mockery:
"Residential Area is only so big, how could it possibly be enough?"
"In the end, they're just a bunch of good-for-nothings who feed on the blood of the lower classes. So what if they become Weird Tale? They still can't even beat the guards on the first floor! A bunch of useless trash!" The blond-haired man muttered indignantly, but the green-haired man shook his head and said:
"No matter what, they're just Weird Tale. If they're useless, then aren't we 'rumors' that can't even be Weird Tale worse than useless?"
"How can that be the same? If I were given... no, I don't need to live there. Whether it's a 'bank,' a 'library,' or a 'supermarket,' if I used any of these facilities for two months, I'd definitely become Weird Tale!" the blond-haired man retorted indignantly, but the green-haired man said calmly:
"But the truth is, we can't even get close. Ultimately, if you were truly that confident, you wouldn't have set your sights on management."
"All that talk was just to provoke me out, wasn't it? This time, I'll grant your wish! I'm sick and tired of this wretched life. You two managers can fight it out this time, but I'm going to go see what kind of den of dragons and tigers lies out there!"