Demon Fruit?

"Troubled times."

Liu Zheng thought of Cow-Horse, who had been called away for a meeting. Could the two be connected somehow?

It felt as though ever since he had arrived, the entire Metropolis had grown livelier.

He did not know whether he was being overly self-conscious or whether it was the players' catfish effect.

But for a place as massive as the Metropolis, one or two players should not have been able to stir up much trouble.

Shaking his head, Liu Zheng started the vehicle and continued onward.

JJ577 said something to the man in the white shirt beside him, then waved his hand. The Green Vests retreated to both sides of the road, clearing a path.

"Thanks for your hard work, leaders."

He stuck his head out the window to greet them, while feeling somewhat regretful inside.

If he had known this would happen, he would have gone to Bad-Luck Coffee beforehand to buy some drinks and desserts.

A massive round of feeding would have been an instant kill.

Unfortunately, he could not feed them.

From afar, Liu Zheng saw the man in the white shirt nod.

He encountered two more inspection groups along the way, but neither had the same imposing presence as the previous one.

After he gave JJ577's name and employed the power of money, he passed through both without incident.

He had not brought any contraband anyway. The biggest prohibited item was probably himself.

After successfully reaching the entrance to Workers' New City, Liu Zheng looked around and finally found the Busy Hours fruit shop Cow-Horse had mentioned.

The storefront looked like an ordinary large fruit store. Liu Zheng glanced inside and saw that it also sold snacks and toys.

By his estimate, there were four clerks in the shop. They all wore red-and-white uniforms