It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

The bus quickly drove out of the area shrouded in black fog, and the streets became normal. However, the routes that this bus passed were all main roads, so there were no players.

On the platform on the road, I would occasionally encounter some weird people like the ones encountered in the church, but they seemed to be resistant to this car that went straight to the central area, and I don't know what they wanted to avoid.

The only surprise was that I ran into my old friend the butcher on the road. This guy was dragged into the church, and he ran away as soon as the scuffle started, completely giving up his plan to fish in troubled waters.

I wanted to take a bus home and get a good night's sleep, but when I finally found the right platform, I saw an irrelevant bus stop in front of me, and a ghost-like guy on the bus was waving at him .

"Yo, you know what I'm going to say."

"...I'll come up right now."

The butcher, who completely lost the initiative, had no choice but to get in the car and sat in front of Zhou Zhuo, witnessing the brutality of the battle on Church Street. He knew very well that with his own strength, he couldn't even fish in troubled waters.

"This time I am very proactive. Do you know where I am going?"

The butcher's scalp was numb: "Central City..."

Originally, Zhou Zhuo was ready to face the unknown, but unfortunately his luck attribute did not allow him to act rashly, abruptly changed the direction of the game, and sent a suitable guide in front of him.

"Tell me what you know about it."

"I don't know, I just heard it from others. The central city is a blocked area, not everyone can enter, only those with a pass can move inside."

"Where do you get the pass? Is it issued by a local official organization?"

Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't tell him about this, could it be that Bai Yexing's information was wrong?

"No..." The butcher had a strange expression on his face, "There is no official organization in this city, only those big shots have passes in their hands, and I don't know where they got them from. The only way left is to go to the black street to buy them."

"What does Black Street mean?"

"The Black Street is also a part of the central city, but it's just a shadow on the periphery. Many people who can't survive in the city and can't enter the central city will take root there, living together with the garbage disposal site and sewage discharge point, which is very chaotic. "

The locals really know enough. In this way, the pass should be issued according to the special mission, but the time for them to go to the central city is too early, and it is not known whether the mission can be activated in advance.

Zhou Zhuo nodded slightly: "I probably understand the situation, the shadow side of the CBD area, the slums of the Nightmare City, right?"

"It can't be said that they are poor..." The butcher frowned, "The people in that place are actually very rich, and they can often get some terrible things from the central city and sell them at a high price, but they are difficult to deal with, at least for me Wouldn't want to go there."

"Now you think about it." Zhou Zhuo said.

"...Yes." The butcher smiled wryly, "If you still want to imitate the church and go to the black street to make a fuss, you'd better be careful, this weird man Jack came out of the black street, and the residents there are more powerful than imagined , and they are not bound by the Sabbath."

"Ok?"

This time Zhou Zhuo finally got an unexpected piece of news: "Do you mean that the Black Street is not affected by the Sabbath, or that the entire Central City?"

Fighting against wandering monsters and fighting against the entire area are two different difficulties.

The butcher replied: "I don't know about this. When I came here, I saw that the tall buildings in the central city were all lit up. Maybe the people in the whole area are not controlled. Are you really going there?"

The butcher who used to be arrogant and domineering and would kill people for stuffing is now so honest that Zhou Zhuo has no reason to beat him.

"Do you want me to let you go when I arrive?" Zhou Zhuo asked with a smile.

"This..." The butcher showed embarrassment, "If it's possible, please."

"Haha, of course not." Zhou Zhuo patted the butcher's shoulder, "You're such a grown man, don't always have such childish luck, it's better to think about what to eat tomorrow night, it's more reliable. "

The butcher was stunned. The thing he regretted the most today was wading into the muddy water of the priest. He didn’t see any benefits. Not to mention the priest, even the church is gone, and now he is being coerced to a more dangerous place... Such a tour guide?

Except for the most basic information, the butcher didn't know anything about other things, so Zhou Zhuo gave up the torture and patiently waited for the bus to arrive at the terminal, a dilapidated platform covered in dust, and the sign on it was "Black Street".

Zhou Zhuo, who was the first to get out of the car, looked at the towering city wall in front of him, and finally understood why Heijie needed a pass to enter. This place is actually a completely closed city within a city, like a special building built in a special period to resist disasters. But the shape and color are too monotonous, and all the eyes see are gray and white, which makes people feel very depressed, like entering a prison.

"Do you have any acquaintances in Heijie?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"No... If I have to say, I know a blacksmith who moved into Black Street, and I heard that he opened a weapons shop." The butcher said.

Isn't this fate coming?Zhou Zhuoxin said it's no wonder the system sent you to me, since you know the owner of the weapon shop, then things will be easy.

"Just acquaintance, no intersection?"

"Yes." The butcher nodded, with a weird expression, "I stole something from him, this double-barreled shotgun and the chainsaw from last time were all stolen from him... You'd better not take me with you, It can easily cause unnecessary trouble.”

"Oh," Zhou Zhuo said thoughtfully, "Has he caught it?"

"No, but he knows I stole it."

"I know there's a use for it. If you don't see it, you haven't stolen it. Would the righteous people's police listen to the nonsense of a stinky blacksmith?" Zhou Zhuo clapped his hands, "I'll take care of this matter, let's go!"

The butcher thought that neither of us was on the side of justice, could we?But after Zhou Zhuo said that, he had nothing to do, so he had no choice but to follow.

As the butcher said, the Black Street is the shadow of the central city. It is not a street that exists on the surface, but an underground area of ​​the central city.

Following the guidance of external road signs, the group entered an underground parking lot near the bus platform, and found an old elevator there. There was a black hole in the elevator control panel, and only two buttons could be used, -1 and - 5.

-1 is where they are now, so -5 is naturally a black street.

As the elevator descended slowly, Zhou Zhuo felt that the smell in the air had gradually changed. A familiar sour smell came in from the air vent of the car, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

Zhou Zhuo thought of the dwarves who fought in the vanguard of the church battle: "Those dwarves with short knives also came from the black street?"

"I think it should be that they are more suitable to be your guide..."

"I can't trust the locals." Zhou Zhuo interrupted the butcher with a wave of his hand.

The elevator finally came to the end, with a bang, accompanied by violent shaking and sharp metal friction, the elevator door opened outwards, and the complete stench belonging to the city's sewers rushed over, without any dilution.

Ahead is a spacious street, both sides are crowded with narrow shops and carpets, and the exteriors of buildings with a height of at most three floors are covered with a variety of signboards, as if they came to the Kowloon Walled City in the 60s.

To Zhou Zhuo's surprise, this place is more lively than expected. Even though it is midnight, you can still see bright red lights everywhere. People come and go on the street, even if people with weird shapes walk among them, it will not cause trouble any attention.

"There is no order in the black street, so it's best not to conflict with anyone." The butcher lowered his voice, and his tone was extraordinarily humble.

"thanks for reminding."

Zhou Zhuo nodded, then stepped forward and grabbed a pedestrian by the shoulder, forcing him to stop.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where I can buy a pass to the central city? This is very important to me, so I don't allow you to refuse to answer, thank you for your cooperation."

Chapter 293 Men's Supermarket

The moment he opened his mouth, the whole street fell silent. Everyone stopped their actions and conversations, and all looked at this position. The picture was extremely strange, as if time and space had stopped for him at this moment. .

The pedestrians on the black street are full of strange things, and there are special strange species that combine animals and humans, but the one Zhou Zhuo picked is a real person, but only half of his face, and the other half seems to have melted out of thin air. Charred bones remained.

The moment he turned his head, he didn't speak, but looked at Zhou Zhuo with scrutinizing eyes, with a puzzled expression, probably because he had never seen such an arrogant outsider.

Of course Zhou Zhuo has the capital of arrogance. He now has the standard Nightmare-level combat power, and then there are only Abyss-level monsters. At present, no official Abyss-level monsters have been seen in the entire official forum. Zhou Zhuo guessed that there are only a few Abyss-level monsters. It is impossible for a tarot dealer to appear on the street casually.

"Need I repeat that, Mister Half-Face?"

"I don't think it should be used." He turned his head and pointed to the scattered signboards in the sky, "Maybe you should go to a house in the city to have a look."

Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment, only to find that there was a vertical billboard that said "Please go here for a temporary pass", and there was an arrow sign below it, pointing to the alley on the right.

"Very well, thank you for your answer, you can go."

Zhou Zhuo wanted to withdraw his hand, but was caught by the other party. He raised the corner of his mouth, and the black stitching of the human skin mask began to twist again. He was about to fight, but saw the other party handing over a familiar broken mirror.

"You must protect your things when you go out. In addition, try not to bring dangerous items into the central city. This is not a threat, but a kind reminder. You should think about it yourself."

Zhou Zhuo is not the kind of person who can only focus on one point. He is very clear about what will happen in this chaotic scene. Theft and fights are frequent occurrences, so Zhou Zhuo will naturally not ignore them.

It's hard to imagine that in less than 3 minutes after he entered the black street, the props on his body were already stolen. He would have to stay for an hour, and his underpants would have been taken away...

What made Zhou Zhuo more concerned was a small detail. The butterfly hidden inside unexpectedly did not resist, and even the blood all over the mirror surface was completely restrained. Is this being suppressed in all directions?

Could it be that the other party is also a monster with a nightmare start?Can a person's luck really be so good?

"Thanks for the reminder." Zhou Zhuo changed his face instantly, "The kindness from strangers made me feel very warm, and I began to look forward to this place. I don't know if this is a good thing."

"Oh, that's definitely not the case. You should be very disappointed, because on this..." Half of his face imitated Zhou Zhuo's and laughed, "It's a cage."

After finishing speaking, the half-faced man waved his hands and left. The strange gaze and atmosphere disappeared, and the black street returned to the noisy state, with a strong smell.

Zhou Zhuo had a strong premonition that he might meet this person again later, and it would be like what he said, and it might not be a good thing.

"Let's go."

Zhou Zhuo tried to tap on the mirror surface, the blood color spread along the edge and trembled slightly, but the butterfly hiding in it didn't respond, so he had to retract his pocket temporarily and walk in front.

"Go to apply for a temporary pass first, and then go to the shops on the street to see if you can buy some useful things."

Temporary passes should be the way for the residents of the black street to enter the central city, but Zhou Zhuo was very curious, since half of his face said that the place was a prison, why did this group of low-level people rush to cling to the shadows?

The citizens of Heijie didn't care about the arrival of the three strange faces, and no one gave them a second look, but some roadside vendors would yell at them, but Zhou Zhuo didn't care about those who were wrapped in dirty black cloth. of no interest.

Following the instructions of the light board, Zhou Zhuo entered a secluded alley, not far from a small and exquisite shop, with a signboard hanging outside, which stated the business of the shop: ID photo shooting, ID production, and pass information entry.

The door of the store was open, as the butcher said, the central city is not affected by the Sabbath, Zhou Zhuo stepped in, opened the curtain, and saw a dry old man sitting at the counter.

He has white hair, a goatee, and glasses with extremely thick lenses. He doesn't say hello when he sees guests coming, he just raises his eyes for a casual glance, then looks back, and continues to fiddle with his big ass computer.

"What certificate?"

"Do you have hot water here?" Zhou Zhuo asked abruptly, "I want instant noodles."

The old man with the goatee was stunned for a moment, and finally raised his head completely this time, staring at Zhou Zhuo with eyes that looked silly, and then scanned the rest of the people one after another.

"Hey, I have it myself, I don't need yours."

Then Zhou Zhuo opened the folding stool in front of him and started eating cup noodles.

The old man opened and closed his lips, thinking for a while without knowing what to say, finally frowned, and fanned away the smoky smell of braised beef noodles with his hands.

"This doesn't accept neuropathy, so stay where it's cool."

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to drive people away, isn't it possible to talk about business after you've eaten?"

Zhou Zhuo glanced over the series of blank certificates on the counter: "What kind of certificates can you get here?"

"It depends on what kind of certificate you want, and you can afford the price." The old man raised his index finger and shook it slightly in front of the bridge of his nose, "Ordinary people dare not act wild here, you don't look ordinary, I will give you a second chance , think carefully about your wording."

Zhou Zhuo raised his legs and pointed to the direction of the ceiling: "I want the pass from above, can I do it?"

The old man's lazy eyes became sharp: "Temporary is fine."

"Can you do whatever evidence you agreed?"

"The central city pass is not made, it is only issued to individuals by the city committee, unless you can impersonate one of them, there is no point in making a pass, understand?"

"Okay, what about the temporary pass?"

The old man leaned over and got into the counter, fiddled with it for a while, then took out a transparent sheet with wires attached to it, and placed it on the counter.

"What do you mean?"

"The pass requires correct identification information, otherwise once caught by the execution team, they will be executed on the spot."

"Oh?" Zhou Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "So you didn't make a false certificate?"

"False certificates cannot enter that place. The so-called temporary pass is actually just a nice way of saying it. Its real name is 'food safety permit'."

This time Zhou Zhuo was really surprised: "What do you mean by ingredients?"

"I'm only responsible for making the certificate, and I have nothing to do with other things. Register the information, pay the money, and then get out with your certificate." The old man picked up the sheet, "Do you want more?"

"want."

Zhou Zhuo nodded. The central urban area is certainly dangerous, but this danger is for all players. Unless someone can hide in the nightmare forever, they will definitely face the crisis of being regarded as "ingredients".

In comparison, Zhou Zhuo, who was exposed to the secrets of the central city earlier, must have an advantage.

"how much is it?"

"One hundred thousand gold coins, or 10 points. If you choose to pay with points, you have to activate the pass first, and then deduct it by bank transfer."

"It sounds like the passport also has the function of a bank card?"

"More than that, you need it to use all the public facilities in the central city." The old man said.

During the conversation, Zhou Zhuo had already put his hand on the transparent sheet. He felt an invisible force sucking his palm, and then an information entry interface popped up in front of his eyes. The personal panel, props he held, and the number of points were all registered. Inside, form a lengthy list with a "confirm message" button at the end,

Zhou Zhuo noticed that these lists are optional, and personal information can also be modified freely, but the system has made a simple automatic filling for him.

In other words, he could refuse to register some items, but that might cost him a small price.

"What would happen if I falsified my login information?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"If unregistered items appear in the central city, they will quickly trigger a second-level alert and be hunted down by the execution team."

"What's the difference between Alert Level [-] and Alert Level [-]?"

"There's no difference, it's not something you can resist, it's nothing more than dying immediately and running for a while before dying. You talk more nonsense than the average customer, so I will ask for 5 points as a service fee at the time of checkout. Can you give it to me?" It doesn't matter if you give it, I will find a way to take it from you."