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The last chapter said: Liao Yu was able to modify his memory, but was killed by Chen Banxian, but he discovered that he was a fake person when his soul looked like a clue. (Please wait for the ban to be lifted, we will inform you in the latest chapter.)

So Chen Banxian returned to District 14, closed the Gua Shop, and planned to hide, waiting for the Ezhao Cult to take action and be exposed again.

What is the life of ordinary people in District 14 like?

On this day, at four o'clock in the morning, a paper bag man squatted outside the city, waiting for the returning team of explorers.

A small number of the exploration team were extraordinary people, but most of them were ordinary people. They searched for all the supplies in the surrounding ruined cities and chose to rush back to Baihu City overnight.

Four o'clock in the morning is a quiet time for most creatures, and it is also one of the few times when humans can move without being discovered.

At this point, Baihu City already has a variety of people squatting here. Some of them are resellers who dare not go out, making a profit from the price difference, and some are owners of various shops purchasing the supplies they need.

There are also ordinary people who plan to pick up the missing items.

As for the extraordinary ones, they have their own special passages, and supplies are generally traded in the inner city or in special trading areas.

There are many types of people. Chen Banxian squatted here and quickly found a target.

This is a team of five or six people, all ordinary people.

There were only a small number of people, and they made little movement to avoid being targeted by monsters. They used modified electric three-wheelers to pull a lot of goods.

Lingneng Technology Energy allows small electric three-wheelers to have high horsepower and ultra-high endurance. It is said that nuclear energy is being developed now, and the price of Lingneng Technology Energy will be pushed down by then.

The team with the tricycle was undoubtedly a sweet man, and soon many people gathered around, staring at every piece of goods on it, looking for items to sell.

"Boss, how do you sell this piece of steel?"

The person who asked the question was a man with slightly darker skin and a crossbow on his back.

There is no need to worry about safety in the city, but if you go out of the city, you can only blame your bad luck for death.

"It's Blacksmith Wang. For the sake of being an old acquaintance, I'll give you a cheap price, 3.5 black coins."

The birth of digital currency gave black coins a decimal point.

The squad leader and Blacksmith Wang were old acquaintances. They had known each other for a long time. They picked up this steel along the way. They couldn't identify what it was, so they gave it a decent price.

The steel is not big, only about the size of a small arm, and it looks like a part of some kind of instrument.

"You can't regret 3.5." Blacksmith Wang looked at the steel carefully and clapped his hands before setting the price.

Seeing Blacksmith Wang's excited expression, the team leader knew that he had been missed.

Next, people bought snacks, cans, cloth, and even toilet paper from his car.

"Boss, is this gas tank full?"

A paper bag head surrounded the crowd and pushed his way to the front to ask.

"There should be only half left." The team leader figured out the price: "I won't blackmail you, just 1 black coin. After all, the jar has to be paid for."

"Okay, I bought it."

Paperbag Head handed over the money happily, "Can you give me the gas stove next to you?"

"That's a good idea. Even if you sell scrap metal for this stove, it costs two black coins. I reckon it's three black coins."

It's a little expensive, but the paper bag head waved his hand: "I bought it."

He even asked if the pots and bowls nearby were for sale.

The team leader frowned: "This is for our own use, not for sale."

The paper bag head waved his hand: "Gas tank, gas stove, pots, pans, and chopsticks. I see you also found some flour. A total of 10 black coins. Do you want to sell it?"

"Sell!"

The team leader's tone was categorical. He had no choice but to earn at least 5 black coins from this single order.

Where did Kaizi come from? People are stupid and have too much money.

"Would you like me to help you make a delivery?" the team leader asked thoughtfully.

"No, I'll move it myself."

The paper bag head hooked it through the gas stove with one hand, and hooked the gas tank with the other hand, then picked up a bunch of pots and pans and walked into the city.

"What a strength."

The team leader praised him, but before he could sigh, someone next to him wanted to buy his razor.

"This is good stuff..." He hurriedly started selling it.

Scenes like this abound outside the city at four in the morning.

The outer city of District 14 was even more noisy, and the early transactions made this wasteland full of life.

Paper Baghead set up a stall under a statue of the ninth god. A simple gas stove and pots and bowls became a food stall.

This statue is the most lively because of its large population flow and good location.

He can directly see the entire face of the statue and directly observe the movements of people.

"Hey, what is this snack?"

People who completed their transactions early stopped by to pray, hoping that one day they too would awaken.

Naturally, Chen Banxian's cart was visited by people. In fact, it wasn't just him. Many snacks were created around the statue.

"Batter, 0.1 black coin a bowl."

Chen Banxian randomly gave a price.

Because he sees that most snacks are at this price, and the digital currency can be broken down even smaller. The purchasing power of one black coin is roughly one hundred yuan in peacetime.

"Have a bowl, I'm just hungry."

Visitors saw Chen Banxian scooping out a spoonful of flour, mixing it with boiling water in the pot, and turning it into a classic batter.

"Are you making batter?" The visitor was dumbfounded. If you don't add salt, why don't you add some sugar?

But he had already given the money, so he had to boil it and eat it whole.

Don't tell me, I haven't eaten this flour for a long time, even if it is white flavor, it still tastes good.

The guest left after eating. Chen Banxian felt something was wrong but couldn't explain it.

After all, they have already paid the money first.

It wasn't until the second fool handed him the bowl that he suddenly realized,

"MD, take my job!"

Sorry, this is my first time as a college student and I have no experience setting up a stall, so my job will be taken away by others.

The first day was uneventful.

The next day was also uneventful.

Chen Banxian would observe Ninth from time to time, telling him to come to him first if something happened to prevent the Ezhao Cult statue from taking action.

On the third day, someone finally couldn't sit still.

What a coincidence, this man also came to Chen Banxian's place to eat a bowl of batter.

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

This man was less than thirty years old and had a sinister appearance. He couldn't put it down after taking a bite of the batter. He asked:

"Do you know where rumors can be spread around here?"

Good guy, do you want to ask so directly?

Chen Banxian has been here for two days, but he knows a lot about it. When it comes to gossip, it's natural for him to be the little newsboy.

These homeless children gather together spontaneously and are good at inquiring about news and also good at publishing news.

There should be someone protecting the children. I have never heard of anyone targeting children.

"Yes, you can just find a kid selling newspapers on the street, that's what they do."

"thank you boss."

The visitor put down the batter he had just eaten and walked towards the children.

This person is suspicious.

Chen Banxian glanced at the uneaten food and followed him quietly.

It is shameful to waste food and you have to pay for it.

The man found a child and after buying ten newspapers, he followed the child to a small room and walked in.

Chen Banxian opened a gap in space, less than a millimeter thick, and listened quietly.

"Why are you spreading this rumor? Sorry, the risk is too great and we won't accept it."

Man's voice: "Boss, I'm not negotiating with you, but you must accept it."

"This guest has a high-level person standing behind us, so he is usually not threatened."

The man's voice gradually became colder: "High-level executives? Do you know about Ezhao?"

The boss's voice also gradually became quieter: "Ezhao? No wonder, but don't bring us little characters into the fight. This matter is serious after all. We need to pay more!"

"make a deal!"

Soon, the man hurriedly left again, and Chen Banxian continued to follow.

The man came outside the city, bypassed District 14, and returned to East District 3.

Chen Banxian was very familiar with this area. He had helped a child identify his relatives before. He then followed and traveled all over the world with a green card, and soon reached the fifth floor.

This is an area where extraordinary people trade, including monster meat, materials, or heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can increase vitality and blood, and other worldly goods.

The man found another unattractive woman: "The mission is completed, can I become a believer?"

The woman raised her fingers and said, "I will apply to the higher authorities. I am hungry right now. Come and feed me."

The two left the stall, and then an unpleasant sound came. Chen Banxian did not stop eavesdropping, and even continued to peek.

Of course, he is just dedicated.

After the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the woman got dressed and left.

She reached the fourth floor and entered a mansion. In the basement of the mansion, there was another statue, kneeling to report the news.

Chen Banxian could see clearly that there was a psychic electronic product in the middle of the statue, through which he reported the situation and conveyed orders to those who came.

md, the clue seems to be broken again. Has he been tortured in vain?

Fortunately, the order on the other side of the statue made his eyes light up.

"Very good. You are responsible for spreading the rumors. Once the other party's people are lured out, we will have deacons participate to perform a divine conquest on the ninth false god."

They planned to use the rumors to get Chen Banxian to come forward to refute the rumors, so that they could follow the clues, find the ninth-level core figures, and then arrange targeted attacks.

The idea is very good, exactly the same plan as Chen Banxian.

It depends on which of the two sides finds the other's true identity first.

Unlike Chen Banxian, Jiu Jiu has been hidden since his accident, and the sister demon has a special status and cannot be moved, so E Zhao should have a headache.

But, what kind of rumor are they trying to spread?

And how to make this rumor come true?

The conversation stopped, and the woman seemed to be interested again. She was looking for someone to have fun with in the villa. Chen Banxian secretly wrote down the address, and after making sure that there was no information to pry, he returned to the statue to sell things.

"md, where is my gas tank?"

Chen Banxian took a look at the stall. Where was the gas tank?

When he turned around again, the flour was gone!

What a loss, what a big loss! Stealing the chicken is losing the rice!

He was furious and went to the outer city's security management to report the incident.

"Yes, that's right, it was the time when I got into the tub."

The Public Security Management Office checked the information provided by Chen Banxian: "You were in the big room for five hours?"

What the hell, if you don’t steal, who are you stealing from? Still thought it was the peaceful times before?

Chen Banxian was about to argue that everyone had constipation and he just had a little longer time. At this time, someone suddenly came in to report the case.

"Help, help! My family is missing, all of them!"