Feng Jun paid no attention to what others thought of him. After leaving the mall, he slowly flew along with his flight pack. The streets were full of people cleaning up the battlefield, while construction machinery repaired the ground.
After flying for some time, he slipped into an abandoned house. When he appeared again, he was somewhere else. The two model boxes in his hands had vanished, and his face, build, and clothes had all changed.
Most people were busy cleaning up the battlefield. He believed that someone like him, empty-handed, would not attract anyone's attention.
The facts proved him right. No one paid him any mind. After he had walked for quite a while, someone finally came over and greeted him. "Hey, friend, want insect corpses? The kind with battlefield footage included. All the paperwork is in order, guaranteed to be redeemable for merit."
Feng Jun stopped and glanced at the newcomer. He was a burly man with a scarred face, radiating sharp, capable energy. One look was enough to tell that he was not someone to provoke.
But Feng Jun naturally was not afraid of him. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What kind of price are we talking about?"
"Medical supplies and food," the burly man stated plainly. "As long as you have them, name your price."
Feng Jun looked down at himself and laughed. "What, do I look like someone with a lot of resources?"
"Very likely." The burly man stared at him without blinking, giving off an aggressive air. Perhaps it was a tactic, but unfortunately, it had little effect on Feng Jun.
He spoke softly. "Everyone else is busy, but you're this relaxed. I can tell... you're in a fairly calm state of mind."
Feng Jun rubbed his nose, frowned as he thought,