Chapter 67
Listening to the words of this loli who looks like "I'm a golden retriever dog", Feng Xue was completely confused. I am a rookie who has traveled for less than three months, but how did I become a big boss in the residential area? up?
I don't even know what you guys are going to do, okay?
And another black-skinned beautiful girl with white hair and brown skin said with an expression of "we guessed right":
"My lord, we are just acting according to the old rules. When the high wall of the landfill area rises, we will naturally leave. Is it true that the residential area is not willing to give us even such a little oil and water?"

"No, wait a minute!" Feng Xue rubbed her head. Although pretending to be a visitor to the residential area should be able to gain greater benefits at this time, he doesn't know anything about the residential area. many questions.

Seeing Feng Xue suddenly make an Erkang-like expression, the three people who didn't know what Erkang was all thought he was going to attack, and they made a parry almost at the same time, but since they didn't attack even at this time It can be seen from the attack that the deterrent effect of visitors in this residential area may not be so great.

But she still didn't change her mind, took a deep breath and said:

"No matter what you misunderstood, I have to make it clear here. I am just an ordinary landfill resident, and have nothing to do with the residential area. I have no interest in the label of manager. You can do it yourself. gone."

Although Feng Xue felt that her words were not convincing at all, after the three of them looked at each other, they inexplicably revealed that kind of sudden feeling that made Feng Xuedan painful, and he couldn't help but want to ask: "You beast, what do you know?"

"So your goal is the door?" The green-haired beautiful girl murmured in relief, while the golden-haired patted her chest directly, making a bang-bang sound:

"I told you earlier, I thought you were planning to cut off the barbarian directly by force! This is a terrible situation. The strength of the three of us has been integrated, and the harvest may be much less."

"It's as if you can definitely compete against me." The green hair glared at the golden hair, and the black and white hair beside him immediately smoothed things over:
"It's not useless for everyone to share equally, at least you don't have to worry about being picked peaches, right?"

Looking at the interaction of the three people in front of him, Feng Xue suddenly felt that she didn't want to take off the filter. After all, it was only a few minutes, and he couldn't remember it—and didn't want to think about the real appearance of these three people.

"Fuck! Is this filter really poisonous?"

Feeling the sudden extra bag of salt in her hand, Feng Xue felt bad all over, but no matter what, he still caught a detail, that is——

door.

According to what they mean, there will be a door here?

Why are you so sure?

Could it be said that in the process of establishing a landfill, there must be a door leading to the outside world?

"Since your goal doesn't conflict with ours, then we won't bother you." Lumao politely said goodbye, but Feng Xue still didn't ask about the door after all.

It's not that I'm worried about losing the style, it's simply because I'm afraid of extra problems.

Since it was hard for the three of them to understand that they had no conflict with them at this time, if they asked questions such as "what is the door" and "why did the door appear here?" Fool?
……

Seeing the leaders of the three scavengers in the form of girls finally leave, Feng Xue immediately took off the filter. This thing is so magical that he has already begun to worry that if he wears it for a long time, he may not be able to take it off. down.

At that time, there will be nothing more than two results, either it will become a strange thing that wants to do anything, or it will become a strange thing that does not want to do anything.

No matter what, Feng Xue doesn't want to, so this thing can only be the trigger of the Virgin Mary's disintegration forever.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue forcefully stuffed the filter into the storage bag, as if saying goodbye to some demon.

After working hard to defeat that eye-catching world, he temporarily calmed down and began to think about what he should do next.

If, as they said, a door is about to open here, should I take the opportunity to get out?

With the passage of time, the [knowledge] fed back to him outside the Infinite City is increasing, but it is far from reaching the level of 100000 towers per day. It takes a few days to live there, but is it really necessary?
He didn't intend to go on a killing spree in the future, so it was almost impossible to generate a large amount of [consciousness] in a short period of time, but with such an opportunity in front of him, he would not be reconciled if he didn't go out and have a look.

After all, Chen Xiyao was just an ordinary high school student. Before coming here, she didn't know about ghost stories at all, and the knowledge brought by Lao Li and the gatekeeper label only let him know that there was a hostile organization hunting ghost stories outside.

If you want to know what the outside world looks like, you still have to confirm it with your own eyes.

However, how to get out is still a problem that must be considered.

What weapons to bring, how to communicate with the other party, what to do if the language is difficult, and how to escape if the other party is hostile.

……

On the other side, three strong men were sitting in a not-so-stable room. After looking at each other for a short while, the short young man with blond hair said:

"Do you think he is from a residential area?"

"I don't know." The white-haired, brown-skinned, middle-aged man with the thick lips of a typical brown race shook his head decisively, "Whether he is or not, we can't do anything to him."

"Fuck! Those [beep——] children in the residential area raised them! They've got so much, isn't it enough?" The blond young man hammered the table in front of him vigorously. The low table transformed from a high-speed iron table is here Under one blow, it immediately fell apart. Seeing how excited he was, Bai Mao said with a bit of sarcasm:
"The residential area is so big after all, how could it be enough?"

"At the end of the day, they are just a bunch of trash who feed themselves by sucking the blood of the bottom layer. Even if it becomes a strange story, what if it can't even beat the guards on the first floor? It's just a bunch of trash!" Golden Retriever muttered indignantly, But the green hair shook his head and said:
"No matter what they are, they are still strange stories. If they are trash, then our 'rumors' who can't even become strange stories are not as good as trash?"

"Can this be the same? If I... no, I don't need to live, whether it's a 'bank', a 'library' or a 'supermarket', let me use any facility for two months, and I will definitely become a monster! "The golden retriever retorted angrily, but the green retriever said calmly:

"But the fact is that we can't do it even close. At the end of the day, if you're really that confident, you don't pay attention to managers."

"Say so much, don't you want to provoke me to go out? This time I will fulfill your wish! I have long been tired of this shitty life. This time, you two are fighting for the manager, and I will go to the door to have a look. Look, what kind of dragon's pool and tiger's den is outside!"

 There may be a misunderstanding about the rarity of real people.

  For ordinary people, real people are rare to see, but for managers who control the entire landfill and can directly receive prompts from the door, real people do not say bad streets, but there are always one every year.

  So first of all, this is not the only sample, and second, the manager's work is not idle, and it is more convenient to whip and stab a knife when you have time than to get along day and night.

  Moreover, insanity does not necessarily mean complete madness. Aphasia, mental breakdown, and post-traumatic stress disorder are all insanity. If an ordinary person has one hand chopped off for no reason, his spirit will basically collapse, so torture can basically be equivalent to Insane, not to mention that this kind of torture lasts at least a few months to deepen the impression of a single individual.

  Finally, the meaning of a real person to managers is an anchor point rather than a diffusion point. They do not expect a real person to spread his existence, but hope that this person will provide sufficient "startup funds" so that he can go to the real world to kill , which is mainly caused by historical factors——

  We can guess why there was a party of good intentions in Infinity City in the early days, but it disappeared later. We can guess this based on official habits.

  Assuming that extraordinary powers really appeared in the real world, what would the authorities do?When the impact is not great, downplaying the impact and blocking the news is the usual practice.

  So the people in Infinite City discovered that no matter whether it is good or evil, they can't spread themselves and expand their influence, so they can only start on a single individual, and if a person remembers deeply, evil is easier than good, so it has evolved into what it is now. situation.That's why Wang Lao regretted his choice back then.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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