Before rebirth, he was the assistant of Mebius.

Sure enough, as expected, a photo of a mysterious man flying in the night sky holding half of a ventilation duct appeared in the Dusk Street newspaper the next day.

Moreover, because Ling Feng broke the door so loudly, the speed at which the two were discovered was greatly accelerated, and Pado was ready to retreat before he had even taken many things.

In addition, Paduo only took some small items, so the local police failed to find anything missing except the ventilation duct.

So it is natural that the rumors on Twilight Street would include a weirdo who likes to violently break into doors and specializes in stealing ventilation ducts.

"Menghulu, I feel like I flew last night."

"...You feel wrong." Ling Feng said.

"It's impossible, otherwise how could I feel like I'm airsick... Well, although I've never been on a plane, I felt dizzy after I came back."

"Menghulu, do you have any other special powers? Are you the kind of person with the special abilities rumored to have?" Pado asked curiously.

"..."

"It must be right? Wow, Menghulu, you have such a powerful ability and you didn't tell me?"

"If you can fly back every time you restock, you don't have to worry..."

"Okay, Phyllis, if you use this ability too much, it will have side effects." Ling Feng interrupted.

"Huh? Really, forget it then."

"By the way, Menghulu, where was that dress last night?" Pado suddenly asked.

"Here." Ling Feng handed the folded clothes to Pado.

"Is it clean? When did you wash it?" Pado asked doubtfully.

"I cleaned it up last night." Ling Feng replied.

"Okay, then you can keep it." After Pado returned the clothes to Ling Feng, he started selling goods today, and of course there was a nice little item on the shelf.

"Menghulu, come here and note the price. When I go to the nursing home in a few days, you can help me sell it." Pado said.

"Ah."

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After a long time, Pado finally told Ling Feng the pricing of each product one by one.

"Menghulu, do you remember it?" Pado asked.

"more or less……"

"Then I'll test you?"

"Ah."

"How much does this cost?" Pado randomly picked up a product on the stall and asked Ling Feng.

"This... should be... Sanou?" Ling Feng replied.

"...it's five euros!"

"What about this?"

"Is this five euros?"

"This is two euros..." Pado felt a little tired.

"Then what is this notebook for?" Pado asked, picking up a notebook under the counter.

"Write down what the guests want." Ling Feng replied.

"That's right, but don't call the guest, it's the boss!"

"It's really troublesome." Ling Feng whispered.

"A title can make us safer. We can't ignore this. Do you understand? Menghulu." Pado said seriously.

"Yeah, I understand." Ling Feng said perfunctorily.

"..."

"Forget it, you should just follow me, but I can't leave you alone in the store, otherwise the store might be gone when I come back."

"Why do you go to a nursing home? Are you often injured?" Ling Feng asked.

"No, it's to give some of the rich money to the nursing home so that the children can eat better." Pado explained.

"But you don't have enough to eat yourself. I don't understand your behavior. Do you think those sick children can help you in the future?" Ling Feng asked.

"Hey, Meng Hulu, I'm not helping them just for profit, I'm helping them in order to get something in return."

"I just feel sorry for those children. They don't even have enough to eat or keep warm when they are sick."

"If all of this is linked to profit, don't you think it would be weird? If I give something just to get something... If it were me who did this kind of behavior, I might even hate myself," Pado explained. road.

"...Phyllis, you may be a good person, but good people are often..."

"No, forget it, Phyllis, I don't agree with your idea, but I will try to understand." Ling Feng said.

"It doesn't matter. There is a saying that goes...'There are a hundred Hamlets in the eyes of a hundred people.' You don't have to think it's right, right?" Pado said with a smile.

Then the two of them sold goods during the day and purchased goods at night, and went to the nursing home every three days until two months later.

"Menghulu, you haven't told me your name yet." Pado asked walking in front of Ling Feng.

"Why do you want to know my name so much?" Ling Feng asked.

"It's just out of curiosity. Why is it so mysterious?"

"No need, the name is not important." Ling Feng said.

"Okay." Pado was a little regretful. This was the countless times she had asked Ling Feng's name, but Ling Feng had never revealed any information about herself.

"What is this?" Pado said, casually tearing off a piece of paper taped to the wall on the street.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feng came over and asked.

"Missing notice?" The four big characters on the white paper came into Ling Feng's eyes.

"No...it's nothing. Let's go back quickly. The boss is coming to pick up the goods today." Pado immediately crumpled the paper into a pile and hid it behind his back.

"Ah."

After delivering the goods agreed by the boss, Ling Feng asked to go out for some fresh air, and Pado agreed.

After Ling Feng left, Pado reopened the missing person notice he brought back and tried to erase the wrinkles on it.

"Missing notice, Ling Feng, a native of China, male, 18 years old, white hair, golden eyes, 183cm tall, disappeared in Mu Continent on *month*, **year. He was wearing a blue and white windbreaker when he disappeared. I hope anyone with knowledge of the matter can tell me. , if you provide valid information, you will be rewarded.”

"contact number:------"

"Remuneration for providing effective information starts"

"Remuneration starts from helping to retrieve or provide key information."

"..."

"So his name is Ling Feng?"

"Eight million euros is completely enough for a family's lifetime expenses. The person who issued the announcement is really generous, but the family is really not measured by how much money they have."

"...Well, this Meng Gourd is not really going to leave."

"Forget it, forget it, let's go and save me some food." Pado said to himself while sitting on a chair in the shop.

After that, about ten minutes later, Ling Feng returned to Paduo's shop.

"Hey, I'm so sleepy, Menghulu, please help me look at the store. I want to take a nap for a while," Pado said.

"Okay." Ling Feng had just sat down on the chair when Pado suddenly regretted his decision.

"That's it for today. It's closed. It's closed." Pado began to collect the goods in front of the store one by one.

"But it's just noon now." Ling Feng said.

"Hehe, I'm too tired today. Let's take a day off." Pado lied on his "bed" and said with a silly smile.

"I can help look after the store. I can wake you up when the boss comes."

"No, I don't like to be woken up when I sleep." Pado made an excuse and then ignored Ling Feng.