Nothing in the slums makes Exusiai's head or tail of it. / I Love Inventions is about to be serialized again. (Extras 7 and 8)

"Delivering public telephones to slums?"

"This is truly the most interesting order I've seen today."

"These things break down and get lost every year in the Upper City, and someone actually wants to install public telephones in the slums?"

"Does this customer have so much money they don't know what to do with it?"

"The customers' thoughts are not our concern; our job is simply to deliver the goods to their destination on time."

Texas, with a Pocky stick in her mouth, didn't seem particularly surprised.

After all, there are people in Syracuse who want to establish a government and laws; all kinds of people can be found on this land.

There are always some people who are willing to do outlandish things.

The Emperor remained as calm as Texas.

More than the eccentricities of the wealthy, he was concerned about the increasingly chaotic situation in the Lower City Lungmen.

Although no one knows what that rat family is up to, a huge storm is brewing in the Lower City of Lungmen.

"You might not know this since you just got back, but the gangs in the Lower City have been fighting every day lately. This batch of goods is an order from a VIP client, so we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Boss, going to the Lower City Lungmen will be like coming home for us."

Half a day later.

"Ahhhhh--"

Exusiai, yelling and screaming, drove the transport truck, dodging and weaving through the streets of the Lower City.

The scenery outside the car window rushed past, the buildings on both sides of the street blurred into a blur in the night, only the constantly flashing neon lights and the occasional explosion reminded her that she was experiencing a life-or-death race against time.

Behind them, the Swarm of gangsters were in hot pursuit. Their footsteps, shouts, and the constant explosions created a breathtaking symphony.

"Is this really Lungmen, and not Syracuse?"

"How did that once peaceful city become like this?"

Chapter 117 Everything in the slums left Exusiai baffled.

They survived several close calls during their escapes.

Penguin Logistics' transport trucks finally broke through the checkpoints set up by various gangs and rushed into the southern slums.

Upon entering the streets of the slums, Texas and Exusiai immediately became extremely alert.

If so many thugs have robbed people in Lower City, wouldn't there be even more thugs in this slum?

However, both were prepared for a fierce battle, but encountered no resistance.

As the sun shone with its last crimson rays, the clouds on the horizon were tinged with blood.

Meanwhile, on the streets of the slums, groups of slum workers were moving back and forth in large numbers.

Along both sides of the street, several people wearing red armbands on their shoulders were sweeping the street with brooms.

There was also a tall Infected carrying a bucket of paint, waving a paintbrush, and writing lines of slogans that mixed positive and negative energy.

"Uphold the bottom line of the law; those who break the law will suffer a fate worse than death."

Just then, a large, all-white truck drove up from the other side of the street and arrived at the door of a shop.

One by one, figures wearing white masks jumped out of the car.

They stormed into the shop, dragged a man out, threw him into a car, and then all drove off.

The surrounding people, seeing these guys arresting people, didn't show any fear or try to escape; instead, they stopped to watch, chatting and laughing.

It's like catching bad guys in the Lungmen Guard Department.

On another street, a group of children were jumping and chasing each other, their laughter and playful sounds carried on the wind.

At this very moment.

Everything before my eyes seemed so harmonious.

Texas and Exusiai, who had witnessed this entire event, were completely bewildered.

Is this a slum?

The fighting had been so intense so far?

Is the harmony here unrealistic?

"What's going on here? I don't think even the Upper City is this peaceful."

Even Exusiai drives with her foot on the gas, slowed down in this strange harmony.

"I don't know either, it wasn't like this last time I came."

Texas put the last Pocky stick in the box in her mouth, then rolled down the car window and threw the empty box out.

However, when she threw that box, it was like a bomb being dropped into a calm pond.

In an instant, she noticed that all the residents on the roadside had turned to look at her.

Texas felt a chill run down her spine as so many people stared at her strangely.

She swallowed hard and instinctively gripped the knife handle.

Just then, a citizen wearing a red armband on the street raised his hand and stopped their car.

What's going on in Texas?

Exusiai looked at the residents who had gathered around her and felt an unprecedented sense of horror.

When Exusiai used to listen to horror stories on the radio, she didn't think there was anything scary about being suddenly surrounded by a group of people.

Now I'm personally experiencing this situation where everything is normal one second, but the next second I'm surrounded by everyone watching.

Only then did I realize how much mental pressure this kind of environment can put on people.

"I... I don't know either. How far are we from the delivery location?"

"The map shows it's less than a kilometer away; just cross the street ahead. The destination is a place called New Hope Rebirth Home."

"The distance is too short. Even if we speed up and rush there, they might catch up with us while we're waiting for the delivery person at the pickup point."

"Then let's stop and listen to what they want from us."

"What if they confiscate our goods like they did with the previous gangs?"

"Then there's no other way but to charge out."

"Alright."

The two exchanged a glance, preparing for battle.

The transport vehicle slowly came to a stop, Exusiai rolled down the window and leaned out:

"Hey guys, what are you doing stopping us?"

A person wearing a red armband raised his left hand towards her and then said:

"You just littered. According to public security regulations, you need to pay a fine of 100 Lungmen Dollar."

"Huh? That's all?"

"You need to pay a fine of 100 Lungmen Dollar, otherwise we will notify the Reunion Movement and take coercive measures against you."

The person who was going to impose the Exusiai hadn't understood.

It was repeated again.

"You really only want a fine of one hundred Lungmen Dollar?" Exusiai repeated incredulously.

The gangsters blocking their car were clearly trying to rob their goods.

But instead of the expected violence, the slums are only demanding fines for littering in Texas?

This development is just too outrageous.

Under the puzzled gazes of Texas and Exusiai, the sanitation team members accepted 100 Lungmen Dollar and turned to leave.

As for the other onlookers, after the two paid their fines, they shook their heads listlessly and went about their business.

The sudden return of the streets to normal Exusiai and her companion bewildered.

How could they possibly sense that these people were hoping they wouldn't have to pay the fines?

What exactly happened in this slum?

It feels like everyone has changed.

Upon arriving at the agreed-upon location, Exusiai and her companion looked at the industrial park, which was unlike anything they had seen before, and couldn't help but rub their eyes.

Which sucker boss is this?

How dare they open a factory in a slum?

Aren't you afraid the people from the slums will steal your entire factory?

Wrong!

Based on what they had just seen, there shouldn't be anyone stealing in the slums.

Perhaps the factory owner decided to open a factory here because he saw the simple and honest nature of the local people.

"Texas, call the customer and tell them we've arrived."

"Good."

Texas pulled out her terminal and entered a number.

As Texas entered the number digit by digit, a sense of Texas vu flashed through her mind.

She felt like she'd seen this phone number somewhere before.

But I can't remember it right now.

After the call went through, a man answered and told them to enter the park and unload the goods.

The two drove into the park and discovered that the people patrolling the park were the same white-clad members they had just seen.

Then a red-haired woman greeted them and had them unload the goods into an empty warehouse.

Texas, Exusiai, and the Reunion Movement members moved the telephone into the warehouse. During the unloading process, Exusiai vaguely heard intermittent screams.

Ahhh--

Ah--

Although the sound wasn't very loud by the time it reached her ears, she could still clearly distinguish that it was a human scream.

Exusiai asked Nine a question:

"Miss, have you heard some eerie screams? It sounds like someone is screaming in agony."

Jiu stopped what he was doing, listened carefully, and could indeed hear it.

However, she simply smiled and waved her hand to Exusiai shouldn't mind.

"Don't worry about it, someone is sick and is receiving treatment."

Is there a hospital here?

Chapter 118 of "I Love Inventing" is going to be serialized again. (Add 7, add 8)

Because of the repeated incidents of people being killed at water collection points.

Thousands of slum dwellers are missing.

All the residents of the slums, whether Infected or ordinary people, have reached a consensus.