The abnormal daily life of a painter

Compared with the depressing tone of the old capital, the TV channels in the new city are much more colorful, and the level of technology displayed is much higher than that of the old capital.

"I'll be there in half an hour, get the merchandise ready, they're going to play in the old capital for a week, don't make a mistake."

"Leave it to me, Sister Rose." After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yichen changed the TV channel, and melodious music came out. He came to the counter, untied the bandage on his left hand, and took out a syringe. He drew a tube of blood, then pulled out a paintbrush from the pen container, and drew on the prepared drawing paper.

Blood is used as ink, and what is drawn is the product that White Rose wants.

When Bai Meigui brought people here, the fat white woman frowned slightly, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

She glanced at the shelves around again, and spontaneously skipped some things that were interesting, including the holy grail that Zheng Yichen mentioned, and abnormal things such as devil fruits.

For a moment, those foreign tourists didn't realize anything, Bai Meigui talked about some characteristics of this prop house with a smile on her face, and at the same time quietly guided the foreign tourists, so as not to buy some foolishly. Want something that is likely to thunder.

Zheng Yichen was sitting at the counter, a little listless. Judging from Bai Meigui's attitude, the other party was very concerned about this customer. Bai Meigui was also an old broker in the old capital. With her around, he wanted to cheat... No, there is no chance to recommend some private goods.

It's not that it can't be done, but the problem is that he wants to leave the old capital. Cannibalism in other places needs to be quoted. Here in the old capital, it's really cannibalism, not the literal kind of cannibalism, but It's because there are those things in this city. When you go out and throw garbage, the trash can may be like a treasure box monster. Ahhh, it ate the garbage in one bite, and by the way, even the one that lifted the lid of the garbage was also disposed of.

In the old capital, it seems safer to litter... It's outrageous!

Chapter 004

It is outrageous that the trash can bite people in the new city, but in the old capital?Hmm... is it outrageous?

Well, the trash can is over there, and I don’t know how to run on my own with long legs. If I accidentally throw the trash by myself, what’s the matter with closing the trash can?

"Sister Rose, how about this thing?" A girl among the tourists asked holding a sculpture.

White Rose glanced at it and then withdrew her gaze: "It's a fake, you can buy it back as a collection, and the real one is kept by the Armitage family."

Zheng Yichen not only buys high-quality and cheap disposable items, but also some normal items. Everyone knows that there are more or less "contraband items" in every prop shop, but everyone is tacit. That's all, like the news that Zheng Yichen watched not long ago.

Although no one died in the place where the black mist rose, but in terms of compensation afterwards, it is estimated that the owner of that place has the intention of committing suicide, so it is better to die in the black mist.

"Those things can be bought when you go back. If you want to talk about good things, you still have to look at these things." Bai Meigui timely recommended something to look forward to.

As for the communication with Zheng Yichen, there is no need to act so familiar now.

Zheng Yichen, who is already a native of the old city, did not interfere with the sales of White Rose at this time. The other party looked down on the little commission on his side, and he earned what the customers bought. Relatively, What White Rose earned has nothing to do with him.

Zheng Yichen looked at these young foreign tourists, wondering if they were university students?In addition to archaeology, schools in this world also have normal subjects such as occultism, and those who study those like to go to the old capital.

"Hello, don't you mind if I take some photos?" A young man came to Zheng Yichen's side and asked with a smile on his face. His eyes first glanced at the bandage wrapped around Zheng Yichen's left hand.

"I don't have so many rules here, as long as you don't smoke, you can take five yuan for a photo." Zheng Yichen said.

"I understand, I understand." The young man nodded immediately. Bai Meigui said on the road that many prop houses have some rather strange rules. Those rules are not so harsh and difficult, but it is best to abide by them .

Zheng Yichen's side is fine, as long as he doesn't smoke, some prop houses are forbidden to take off his shoes, some are forbidden to enter if he is over a certain height, some are forbidden to enter under a certain weight, and so on.

The rules are a bit strange, but it is best to abide by them. If there are such rules, there may be something abnormal in those prop houses. Some abnormal things are very dangerous, but the danger is limited to the corresponding danger. Of course, there are more of them just a gimmick to bluff outsiders.

"..." You know what, looking at the young man's reaction, Zheng Yichen kept a fishy eye, just now he just called out 20 yuan for a photo?

"Boss, is your left hand injured?" Another girl among the tourists came over curiously and asked.

"two hundred."

"Do you people in the old capital like money so much?" The girl took out her bag: "Also, the old capital is so troublesome, many places require cash."

Zheng Yichen stuffed the money into the drawer, and while tearing off the bandage on his hand, he said: "You can do many things with money, and cash is more reliable here."

The girl looked at Zheng Yichen's pale arm. There were many scars on the arm and the back of the hand, and some of the scars were very fresh. White Rose glanced at Zheng Yichen's left arm, and continued to recommend suitable products to foreign tourists.

The lightsaber made them very interested. The level of technology outside the old capital is not low, but this thing is not a normal product of technology. Some of them are black technology, which is not accessible to ordinary people. Not only that, but also That kind of 'elf ball' is obviously a ball the size of a palm, but it can capture beasts?

They're curious how that thing works.

People in the old capital want to go out. For people outside the old capital, the old capital is a very magical place, otherwise people outside the old capital would not want to experience life in the old capital.

"Where's the gun? We used to come here to play with guns!" Another young man looked around, his voice was a bit loud in the quiet prop room.

"All." Bai Meigui said with a smile. For wealthy customers, she will meet all the needs of the other party within the normal range. She took a look at Zheng Yichen, and she can buy guns from other prop shops, but Zheng Yichen's side is more suitable. It is cheap on the one hand, and on the other hand, those firearms will disappear after the time limit is up.

The foreign tourists have had enough fun, and they will not leave her with extra trouble if they leave. By the way, Zheng Yichen does not sell bullets here. The same sells guns, but not the kind of bullets that disappear when the time limit expires.

Bai Meigui had inquired about this matter for others, and Zheng Yichen refused without hesitation every time, but this time he came here and made a new discovery...

"The gun is in another room. This is not an orthodox gun shop." Zheng Yichen left the counter and led the tourists to another room.

"Wow, that's great!!" Looking at the guns in this room, the boys' eyes lit up. There are very few restrictions on firearms in the old capital. range.

"And the price is so cheap, no bullets?"

"I don't sell that kind of thing here." Zheng Yichen said bluntly, no matter if it was consumables such as bullets or grenades, he would not sell them, and he used them for his own use.

There is an active atmosphere with white roses. Although there are no bullets here, these foreign tourists said that they are still very satisfied with their shopping this time.

Humming a ditty and counting the small coins, Zheng Yichen checked the shelves and saw that one of the holy grails on the shelf was missing, so it wasn't theft. He saw money stuffed in another holy grail , that money is enough to buy several Holy Grails of the same style, so the ditty he hummed became even lighter.

Look at those Devil Fruits again, the brisk little song stopped abruptly, compared to the good-looking Holy Grail, that thing is really unsold goods, if not for drawing a lot of blood, it would be a pity to throw it away and feed it to the trash can, he really wants to see it See what happens to those trash cans after eating this.

To feed is to let others feed.

After recycling all those special products, he looked at the time, closed the store and went out with a bag of household garbage. When he passed by a trash can in a dark alley, he threw it in the past. The trash can Very cooperatively, he opened his big mouth full of mucus, and swallowed the garbage bag with a whimper.

People in the old city generally have very good throwing skills.

Chapter 005 Pay attention to your body at a young age

"Young man, you should pay attention to your health at a young age." A doctor in a private hospital said to Zheng Yichen earnestly: "The consultation fee is three hundred and five, thank you in cash."

"Doctor, you are really good here!"

"That's right, let's say less than five hundred for other places." The doctor casually lit a cigarette for himself, not paying attention to the patient in front of him. The examination results were the same as before. The young man in front of him was just anemic, not a lung disease.

After paying the money, Zheng Yichen left this private hospital. Hospitals in the old capital serve the rich. There are not many small private hospitals of this kind, but they are not much cheaper than those big hospitals.

It didn't cost much to call an ambulance in the old capital, but people here still don't really want to see that thing.

Anemia.

He raised his left hand and took a look. He knew the cause of his anemia very well. He couldn't bear it even if he was caught drawing blood every day, and his daily consumption of 'ink' was not small. He couldn't draw ordinary paintings, could he?An unqualified painter like him could really starve to death in the old capital. How could he paint like that?Isn't there a camera thing?

The next day, at the gate of Longmen Hotel, White Rose had been waiting here early. As a five-star hotel in the old capital, White Rose would certainly not stay here. There was no other reason, it was too expensive.

And these foreign tourists chose such a place to stay overnight without hesitation.

"Did you have a good rest last night? There won't be such a good place to rest in the next few days." Bai Meigui showed a kind smile and said to these young men and women. Yesterday she reported the specific situation of these young men and women I figured it out.

The college students who came to the old capital to experience life during the holidays had no family conditions, and their purpose of coming was also very clear. They came to the old capital to suffer, at least in Bai Meigui's view.

People in the old capital don’t even want to go to those crappy places. They just want to go there to join in the fun. Outsiders always do this. If they are not really rich, they don’t even want to have a good life if they leave the old capital. However, she was really moved.

Looking at the smiling white rose, the young men and women were full of anticipation...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Putting on a concerned expression, they came to the side of the young men and women in full suits: "Don't be afraid, this is just a normal phenomenon here."

"Yes, but I saw a lot of dead heads just now..."

"It's the remnants of the people who were burned to death here back then. The more afraid they are, the more rampant they become." White Rose explained the phenomenon just now.

"Then if you're not afraid of them, you won't be threatening?" The young man who "I understand" suddenly realized, and then he was slapped on the face, leaving a dark slap mark.

"You don't fear them, they physically scare you."

The young man who was beaten went crazy: "I'm still scared!"

"And they can understand human speech."

As soon as Bai Meigui finished speaking, the echoes of "Jie Jie Jie Jie" sounded from all around, and this group of foreign tourists screamed again. This was the first day they officially began to experience life in the old capital. There are more exciting ones.

……

"Stop talking nonsense, you poor man wants to use this to win today!" In the dim room, Zheng Yichen looked at the man in front of him who was paler than himself with a kind smile on his face.

The other party nodded fiercely like a chicken pecking at rice: "I will use it and I will use it. Put down the knife first!"

The pale and thin man looked at the strange seed like his dead parents, and ate the 'fruit' that was sure to cause an accident. This fruit seemed to be burning.

"This is a must for you to be serious and obedient." Putting away the knife, Zheng Yichen glanced at the man: "Remember to eat it when you are in the ring."

"I see, I see..." After Zheng Yichen left, the pale man stared at the fruit in front of him, his eyes flashed fiercely.

At the entrance of the dimly lit room, two burly men in vests with thicker arms than Zheng Yichen's legs watched him come out.

"Okay, tell your bosses that there will be surprises in the next game."

"Understood." A strong man took out a walkie-talkie, and the small walkie-talkie was in his hand like a bottle of oral liquid in the hands of ordinary people: "The boss said remember to make up the ticket, and if you are satisfied with the result, you will return to your membership for three days. "

Money back is not possible.

The underground boxing arena in the old capital is a place where ordinary people and non-ordinary people can come. The basic ticket price is 20 yuan, and the expensive ones are as expensive as Mingqian. The Internet cafe is only [-] yuan to watch the live broadcast here at night.

The man just now is a drug addict. There are too many people like this in the old capital. They will be dragged here because they have lost all their money and are not paid by the boss of the underground boxing ring. They are going to use it as consumption Consumables for...

Audiences who come here to watch boxing matches are interested in those evenly matched fights, and are also interested in some one-sided fights, which are not good as appetizers.

As a person on earth, Zheng Yichen thinks that this kind of underground boxing ring is wrong and illegal... But he has been born and raised in the old capital for nearly 20 years, so now he thinks that the overall situation is okay, and all this cannot be changed. The scene of the poisonous insects, Zheng Yichen thinks it is a different kind of drug rehabilitation education film.

By the way, the auditorium of this underground boxing arena was cleaned quite cleanly. It didn't look too dirty and messy just because it was an underground boxing arena. The audience didn't fight, but they all came here, so they had to experience it anyway.

The boxing match is a chaotic fight without rules, one is standing and the other is lying down. When Zheng Yichen found a suitable position, a boxing match had just ended, and the medical staff thoughtfully packed him away on a stretcher. The surrounding audience panicked. There was an emotional yelling, demanding that the next boxing match start quickly.

The organizer was also straightforward, and directly threw the poisonous insect that Zheng Yichen had contacted into the ring. His opponent was not the winner of the previous battle.

"No, no! How did I become a warm-up prop? Isn't it a close fight as promised? It's not fair!!" Poison Chong looked at his opponent, screamed in horror, pulled his hands on the edge of the cage, and burst into tears , really wanted to escape but could not.

"Fuck your fairness, where is the idiot from, hurry up and fight!" The audience in the audience shouted, isn't the underground boxing ring a place to vent their emotions, it is the same in daily life, how many people come here All a little crazy.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie—don't be afraid, little boy, I will make good use of your warm-up prop."

The person who spoke was an underground boxer with a height of more than 1.9 meters, with several huge stitched scars on his body, a hideous face, and a smile like Brother Jie.

"Ahh! Don't come here!!"

Chapter 006

Crying is useless, but it makes the audience more lively. In the underground boxing arena, apart from watching the blood-boiling, punch-to-flesh fights, isn't it just to watch the ugly appearance of some unlucky guys?

As for sympathy?If it is the kind of poor younger siblings at home, living conditions are poor, and they have to come here to fight black fists, it may be sympathetic, but the unlucky ones are the kind of drug addicts who sell their sons and daughters, then it’s okay, cry No matter how loud they cry, they can still watch comfortably.

"Damn it, you forced me!!" The junkie looked ferociously at the strong man opposite Jiejie who was smiling strangely, and directly took out the fruit that was not a good thing in the old capital, and gnawed it viciously go up.

The addict who took a bite spit it out on the spot.

"It's so disgusting!" The underground boxer looked disgusted, and waved his hand to give the opponent a long face, but the next moment he took two steps back cautiously, looking at the addict who was starting to burn.

"Ugh! This kind of power? I, I'm awakened! I have super powers, let me out, I'm worth money now!" The addict looked at the burning flame in his hand and laughed wildly.

Then he stared at the vigilant underground boxer with a ferocious face, with undisguised malice: "Die to me!"

The turbulent flames erupted, and the vigilant look of the underground boxer turned into panic. This world has supernatural powers, but unfortunately, he doesn't have them. Facing such fiery flames, flesh and blood can't stop them at all... …kindness?

A gust of hot wind blew by, and Boxer smelled a burning smell, but there was no burning pain on his body, and his fine hair and hair hung down, but he didn't hang up.

"What the hell?" The underground boxer looked at the blinded addict with some doubts. The other party was still in a state of fuss, and he pushed the air dully, but there was nothing.

Doubt turned into ferocity again, this time the underground boxers didn't dare to beep too much, they just punched and slapped, knocking people down on the spot.

"It's powerful but not durable, that's right, too little investment..." Zheng Yichen, who was an audience member, took a note. From the beginning to the end of the devil fruit's effect, it lasted for a total of ten seconds. The power seems to be pretty good.

"Our boss is here to invite you." A strong man came to Zheng Yichen's side, trying his best to put on a kind expression.

The fruit that didn't seem like a human being could eat didn't make the battle more exciting, but the effect had already been achieved, and it brought some surprises to the audience.

"How many more of that kind of fruit are there? I want them all." The person who spoke was a cigar in his mouth, bronze skin, and an unknown bone decoration on his body. It's not so much the boss of an underground boxing ring, it's more like running from somewhere The savages that came out were scary.

I think you even want me, Zheng Yichen, who was watched by the owner of the underground boxing ring, clicked his tongue: "I want a half-year membership of 'Hot Blood and Pride'."

"That depends on how many such fruits you have."

The owner of the underground boxing ring, named Wu Meng, is also a relatively well-known existence in the old capital. Compared with Zheng Yichen's small shabby shop, he is not at the same level. The two did not have any intersections before, but now they do.

"That thing needs to be ordered, and there won't be too many every month."

"What's the effect?" Wu Meng didn't ask about the side effects, and he didn't need that thing...

"Isn't setting fire enough?"

Phew~ Wumeng let out a puff of smoke, and took a black card with bloody claws handed over by his subordinates: "Of course not enough, it's too monotonous, and the audience may not like it."