She Was Afraid

She Was Afraid

The profession of corpse collector gave Ren Feihong an idea, and what she had gained from Jiang Li's home showed her a proper path.

That was collecting inheritances.

This line of work was easier than collecting corpses. She only needed to target families that had already fled Fangshan City.

In Ren Feihong's understanding, My Unemployment Life should have been a dreamscape Chen Yu had ultimately pieced together from what he had seen and heard in Constant Law City.

Although Fangshan did not have clearly defined Upper, Central, and Lower Districts, those three social classes objectively existed.

The lower tier was gradually collapsing, the upper tier was still harvesting profits, and the middle tier had already fled. But the wealth they left behind was not so easy to take away.

The supplies from Jiang Li's home had already given Ren Feihong a much-needed boost. If she could find more supplies, things would become easier. Perhaps she could even pay off her student loans, then leave Fangshan with Jiang Li and live a normal life.

After careful consideration, she finally made her choice.

"An Artificial Spiritual Root for five thousand a day, muscle stickers that can add one hundred kilograms of strength, a level-five Killing Cyborg Body, and Explosive Muscle. Do you have any weapons? Get me one."

There were also medical boosters, related skill slots, and protective artifacts. Once she put together the full set, the daily rental price for the cyborg bodies had soared to thirteen thousand.

The expense made Ren Feihong's heart ache, but it was indispensable for what came next.

Once she was fully equipped, the female internet café manager took out a contract for Ren Feihong to sign. Then, using the nail studs on her fingers, she tapped through its clauses one by one.