Numerologist

The men who were chasing and killing women in the alley were lying on the ground screaming in pain.

Mo Zi used magic to change his and Xiao Wu's outfits.He has a suit and leather shoes, with a streamlined business style.Xiao Wu wore a light yellow dress with a slim fit and a decorative gauze hat on her head.

Turn left and right out of the alley, across a spacious road, tall buildings stand in front of you.

Modern buildings, LED billboards on the roof, and huge soda advertising posters on the outer walls.

On the other side of the road is an urbanized international metropolis; on the other side of the road are dirty, run-down slums.

"The world is so big, where do we go to find the Companion Body?" Xiao Wu looked at the endless tall buildings, feeling overwhelmed.

Every time they travel, they may not be able to travel exactly to the side of the companion. In this era of developed transportation and increasing internationalization, it is too difficult for them to find someone who does not know their name, identity, and appearance.

The teenager in the memory picture does not look like a star or other well-known figures who will appear in the newspaper news, maybe he is a poor little imprisoned in some corner waiting for their rescue.

Alas, it is difficult to find someone, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Mo Zifei thought for a moment, "Look for Hell Street first."

Most of the parsed world lines are describing the angel boy, and there is not much effective information, only the last sentence "Walking around Hell Street" specifically pointed out a location.Although it is not sure whether the protagonist has been to Hell Street before or will go to Hell Street in the future, at least it means that he will be there for a while.

"Hell Street?" Xiao Wu had a flash of inspiration and volunteered, "I'm going to buy a world map right now."

There is a newsagent across the road.Xiao Wu looked around to see if there was no car, and ran to the opposite side after a quick swipe.

The newspaper seller was an uncle in his fifties, with white hair, wrinkled face, garlic nose, and a meticulous old suit.He crossed his legs and read newspapers with reading glasses.

"Hi, Uncle, please bring me a world map." Xiao Wu is glad that she is a parrot who has learned English.Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to even buy something if you were in another country.

The uncle poked his head out from behind the newspaper and glanced at her, got up and took a world map from the shelf, and chatted a few words.

Xiao Wu's head was full of question marks:? ? ?

Does he speak English?Why can't I understand what he's saying at all?

But when she looked at the map in the uncle's hand, it was obvious that the uncle understood what she said, "Uncle, how much is the map?"

The uncle repeated it again, and seeing that the little girl still didn't understand what he meant, he simply made a gesture of three with his hand.

"Three yuan?"

After communicating with guesswork, Xiao Wu touched his pocket and took out a five-yuan RMB.

In the big world of the universe, everyone uses scanning codes for daily consumption.This five yuan is a tip given to her by an international friend who came to travel.

Waving his hand, the uncle obviously does not approve of this currency that he has never seen before.He took out a coin from the change box, pointed at the coin, and made another three.

Well, it really is a different world. Even though the buildings are similar, the currency in circulation is completely different.Of course Xiao Wu couldn't get the currency of this world.

He went out excitedly, and came back depressed, "Sorry, I didn't buy it."

"It's okay." Seeing her depressed look, Mozi habitually stroked her head.But the touch under his hands is not soft feathers, but soft hair. "Let's find a place to stay first, and then find a way to make money."

He was negligent.

In the past, Xiao Wu was a parrot who could take care of himself. He only needed to be fed some feed and water regularly with him.He himself has been fasting for many years, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat, drink or sleep.So I always go straight to the mission as soon as I arrive in the new world.

But now Xiao Wu has transformed into a little girl who needs to eat, drink and sleep.

In the modern world, without money, it is difficult to move an inch.

"Make money? Open a milk tea shop?" Xiao Wu's expression was a bit indescribable.

To be honest, they have long been unable to make ends meet at the milk tea shop in Universal World.Although Feifei is omnipotent in her heart, but no one is perfect, and God may not be able to do everything. Maybe Feifei's talent in earning ability has not been brightened, and she can understand it.

Hearing the question, Mo Zifei frowned in thought.

To open a milk tea shop, you need to set up a store, decorate it, buy raw materials and equipment, and everything is money.Certainly not.

Find a place to stay first. If you rent a house, you need an ID card and money.It doesn't seem to work.

In the same way, hotels and hotels can't afford it.Still have to find a way to make some money first.

Ways to make money quickly, such as securities, stocks, gambling on stones...all require capital.He doesn't have any money now, and he still can't.

Fingertips caressing the emerald beads that turned into cufflinks, there are some gold, silver and jade objects in "Feigong", but thinking that a lot of inventory has been used up to maintain the expenses of the milk tea shop, I am not very happy to spend them here on an insignificant matter.

"Feifei?" Xiao Wu tugged his sleeves and motioned him to look at the young man playing the violin near the bus stop, "How about we go to perform?"

A top hat was placed upside down in front of the young violinist, and people passing by stopped in groups to listen.After the song is over, the young people bow and salute, and the generous people throw money into the hats.In a few moments the top hat was filled with coins and small notes.

Xiao Wu was a little envious, the money was too easy to earn.Feifei plays the guqin very well, much better than the young violinist. If Feifei played it, he would definitely get more money.

"No need, I have a solution." Mo Zifei glanced coldly at the bustling situation over there, turned around and entered the alley again without hesitation.

Xiao Wu sighed, followed Mo Zifei to leave with a look of pity.She felt that her idea was obviously very good, and it was a waste of money, so she didn't know why Feifei didn't agree.

The group of people in the alley passed the most painful time, cursing and supporting each other.

"Bah, today is really unlucky, I didn't catch that stinky bitch, and I also encountered a psychopath."

He came out of nowhere, dressed in strange clothes, and beat people up if he didn't agree with each other.

The key point is that this psychopath's force value is beyond the charts, and he beat them to the ground with his bare hands.

"He is a demon, anyway, I don't want to meet him again."

With lingering fear, he glanced at the twisted machete on the ground, and limped out.

"It hurts me to death, help me quickly, my leg seems to be broken."

After supporting the man to hop a few steps, he bumped into this evil god head-on again, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Then, this group of gangsters who called themselves the Dulong Gang received severe beatings from the society again, and provided initial capital and free labor for a security company called "Jianai".

Mo Zifei: You don’t need to spend a single penny, you have a foothold and a way to make money, which is very good.