Chapter 172

Trouble.

This answer clearly did not satisfy Maria, and a hint of suspicion flashed in the little girl's eyes.

But Han Fei didn't intend to elaborate, pretending he hadn't seen it.

Maria understood from his attitude that he didn't intend to talk.

Although Maria was curious, she knew her limits. Since Han Fei was unwilling to talk about it, she wisely refrained from bringing it up again.

Before long, he returned excitedly, saying, "Boss, I'm back!"

As she spoke, her bright, beautiful eyes winked at Han Fei, a look that seemed rather knowing.

Look what I brought back!

Han Fei knew this wasn't the place to talk, so he said, "Since there's nothing else, we'll take our leave now."

Take care.

Upon hearing this, the old craftsman who had come out with him replied, "If anything happens, remember to come back and find me."

Texas nodded.

"Take care, everyone," Maria added.

A short while later, Han Fei and his group left the workshop. After walking a short distance away, Han Fei asked, "So, how does it feel?"

"A very interesting experience."

Theresa looked on with curiosity. "Although I knew beforehand that something would change, it was still quite surprising to actually see it, to see things that weren't originally in those containers."

"Uh, what are you talking about?"

Chastina raised her little hand, looking at Han Fei and Theresa with a puzzled expression.

Theresa gave Han Fei a look—should he answer her?

Han Fei thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "I'll answer your question later, okay? Just listen in first."

Chastina and Maria are quite different; Chastina will be the guide from now on.

Based on this, it's fine to tell her.

Otherwise, it would be more troublesome than not telling them at all.

After all, we can't always avoid talking about these things in front of her, can we?

As for Maria, Han Fei wasn't sure if they would meet again. Since he hadn't tried to win her over, he figured it was better to avoid trouble.

"I'm not a child!"

Chastina frowned, but still obediently began to listen.

"Great!"

Theresa patted Chastina's shoulder, then said to Han Fei, "I've filled my backpack. Do you want to take a look?"

"Okay, let's swap."

So Han Fei took off his backpack and exchanged it with Theresa.

Chastina was dumbfounded, thinking to herself, "I didn't see any backpacks on your backs."

Han Fei ignored Chastina's surprise for the moment. He opened his backpack and saw that it was full of stuff, with some having four compartments and others six.

But once he actually started spinning, Han Fei couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Well, there are quite a lot of things, but very few of them are actually valuable.

An electric car cannonball plus an encrypted router—this classic combination is a space-consuming and heavy burden.

It's heavy and worthless.

Han Fei patiently read through it, and good heavens, there wasn't a single gold medal.

So he couldn't help but say, "Are you that poor? You don't even have a little gold. And don't you think it's too heavy?"

"Golden? I didn't see any," Theresa said with some regret. "I was hoping to encounter something interesting, but unfortunately, there wasn't."

"As for the weight, I think it's fine. I could probably lift it with one hand."

Volume 1: Chapter 202 Underground Competition

Han Fei said, "I forgot about that part."

In the Terra Superman category, they completely overwhelm the Zhouzhou people.

If a Zhouzhou person wears a Titan suit and carries a gun, they're already nearing the edge of carrying a heavy load; if they have dual pistols, they're immediately under heavy load.

In order not to affect maneuverability, then the injections must begin.

Sometimes, Han Fei even wondered if these guys were alive, the holes in their arms after this fight would be enough to make anyone with trypophobia shudder.

If this were Terra Superman, this wouldn't happen.

Han Fei returned the backpack to Theresa, saying, "You've packed quite a lot. We'll optimize it later."

There's really no need to keep electric vehicle batteries and encrypted routers; they take up space and are worthless.

Perhaps we should try something else.

"I'd like to optimize it, but where should we optimize it next?"

Theresa lowered her head, revealing her beautiful eyes from behind her sunglasses.

"Bad news, there's too much land already owned."

Han Fei pulled out his wallet. "Good news, we still have Mark."

Seeing that the two had finished their conversation, Chastina raised her little hand and asked with great interest, "So, can you tell me now?"

"Can."

Han Fei nodded slightly. "Let's talk as we walk."

And so, this strange scene unfolded in the streets and alleys of Kazimierz.

There was a small team of four who frequently visited various shops and even private residences. They didn't buy anything or do anything else; they simply paid money to have the right to rummage through drawers and cabinets, and from time to time, they would touch the clothes.

Sometimes, you can even see that guy in the black suit in their group climbing a tree just to steal a bird's nest.

Information about these two strange people began to circulate throughout the intercity network of Kazimierz.

Some say they are doing performance art.

Some people say that they simply have too much money to spend and are just bored.

Some even speculate that these individuals might be secret spies from some country, gathering crucial information about Kazimierz or recovering lost intelligence tools.

But none of this has much to do with Han Fei himself.

Because he had no idea that he had already gained some fame within the intercity network of Kazimierz.

In the blink of an eye, night fell.

After an afternoon of tinkering, Han Fei finally managed to earn back the money he had spent on bullets.

After fiddling with it for so long, Han Fei was planning to take a break.

Unexpectedly, not long after dinner, Chastina stood up and said, "Um, I might need to go out for a while tonight. You guys should be familiar with the place by now, right?"

Where are you going?

Theresa was somewhat curious.

"Uh, a ring match."

Chastina explained in a low voice, "Didn't I say before that I've been doing those underground matches? I have a match tonight that was arranged beforehand, so I have to go."

"Then we'll go with you."

Theresa smiled, "I also want to see Chastina fight."

"That's alright," Chastina nodded, agreeing, "If you'd like to come, sure, I'll be right there now."

When she competes, there are quite a few spectators, and she doesn't have any mental issues just because there are a few more familiar faces.

Without this kind of mindset, there's no way you can become a qualified competitive rider.

"Let's set off now."

As she spoke, Theresa glanced sideways at Han Fei.

I have no objection.

Han Fei stood up, stretched, and said lazily, "Let me see how this underground competition differs from the tournament."

Texas didn't speak; the constant sound of her high heels was her best response.

"There's no difference."

Chastina said, "If I had to pinpoint the difference, it would probably be that it's not as lively."

"And you will see a lot of infected people."

But this was no big deal for Han Fei. Theresa didn't discriminate against infected people, and Texas was even less of a concern. She was a genuine former Demon Lord of Kazdel, so why would she care about infected people?

Seeing the three's attitude, Chastina wasn't exactly relieved. She had already seen their attitude before, which was why she had spent so much time with them.

"Come with me," Chastina said.

The group left the inn and, led by Chastina, headed towards the unknown.

On the way, Chastina gave a brief explanation of the difference between underground equestrian competitions and legitimate knightly competitions.

Although Han Fei had no interest in personally going on stage to fight, he still listened to a bit of the discussion.

The underground arena was much more remote than Han Fei had imagined, far from the bustling neon lights of the city center.

After wandering around for a while, Chastina led Han Fei to the front of a bar and said, "This is the place."

Han Fei raised an eyebrow; this area of the city looked much more dilapidated than the central district.

And here, infected people are really everywhere.

Han Fei had already spotted several pedestrians with obvious Originium particles on their bodies.

However, he didn't plan to do anything for the time being, and said directly, "Then lead the way, I'm quite curious, really."

"Come with me."

Chastina pushed the door open and went inside.

There were two security guards standing at the entrance, but they clearly recognized Chastina. They didn't even question her and just let Chastina in.

Incidentally, even Han Fei and the others behind him only glanced at them before allowing them to pass.

Behind the door was a fairly spacious corridor, with no floor tiles on the ground; the cement floor was exposed to the air.

The cement walls on both sides were spray-painted with colorful patterns, but unfortunately, they didn't form any patterns; instead, they looked more like scribbles.

About ten meters to the right of the main entrance, there is a large iron gate, and behind the gate, you can faintly hear loud electronic music.

"Behind here?" Han Fei asked.

"No, at the end."

Chastina said this and led Han Fei inside.

As the group passed by the iron gate, they could still faintly hear the noisy voices inside.

Han Fei said, "It's quite lively."

"The bar here is open as usual. You can go in if you want," Chastina said.

"Let's talk about it later."

Han Fei shook his head. He came to watch Chastina fight in the ring, not to have fun at the bar.

Besides, he wasn't really interested in bars.

Instead of wasting time at the bar, why not flirt with the female secretary version of Texas?

There is a staircase at the end of the corridor, which can be used to go up or down.

Chastina walked down the stairs with practiced ease, and after descending about two floors, she came to another small door.

The small gate was unguarded, but it was closed very tightly.