Chapter 200: Transforming Community Experience (Part 9)
In order to prove that the child's ashes had nothing to do with him, Guo Guo specifically opened his hands and gestured: "Well, if you don't believe it, how about I help you to be reborn?"
The white light of purification slowly descended, bleaching the child's dark ashes into gray and becoming more fragmented.
Just then a gust of wind blew over, and the powder on the pendant suddenly flew up and floated in front of the woman.
woman:"……"
“Ah—my son!!!”
After she realized what was happening, she let out a sharp scream. Guo Guo immediately dodged quickly with the help of the other three people in 606, leaving only a pile of powder where she was.
The woman held the powder, her hair standing on end. "You killed my son! I want you to pay with your lives!!"
Guo Guo: "??? Are you crazy? He crashed into it and broke into pieces himself, okay!"
Now ghosts are starting to commit fraud?
However, the woman didn't listen to any explanation at all. She raised her knife and chopped towards Guo Guo with a loud shout.
"Stop! No fighting allowed in front of the office!"
A loud roar like thunder struck from the sky. Before Zheng Wanqing's iron arm shadow could hit it, the woman was kicked away by a thick thigh.
The clerk, over two meters tall, suddenly landed between the two parties, his hands on his hips as he looked down at them and said sternly:
"The city has its own laws, and the district has its own regulations. Karma is eternal, and life and death are reincarnated. I don't care about other places, but if you stay here, you must abide by the rules. Do you understand?"
The woman was unconvinced: "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. They killed my child, and I want them to pay with their lives. Is that wrong?"
The clerk curled his lips and said, "You're lying with your eyes wide open. What do you mean by paying with your life? You're clearly greedy for human flesh. Besides, your child clearly died of poverty. Shouldn't you all know better? Don't owe debts to your community. Even the God of Hell can't pay them back. Let me see. If you can't pay back your debts, you'll be dead soon!"
As soon as the last few words came out, the woman's expression suddenly changed. She no longer had any murderous intent towards the 606 men, and she didn't even care about the ashes on the ground. She jumped up and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The danger... is over?
Zhou Ao blinked slowly, and the goose bumps on his body slowly disappeared.
"Finally finished, this crappy job made me so tired that I almost lost weight." The clerk shook his head and took out another corn and stuffed it into his mouth.
However, Tang Xin Jue's voice suddenly rang out: "She's going to make money to pay off her debts?"
"Of course." The clerk looked as if to say, "Is there any need to ask such a question?"
Tang Xin Jue continued to ask, "With all the debts she owes, is it possible for her to pay it off in such a short time?"
Zhou Ao, who was wiping his sweat, was stunned, as if he realized something from this sentence.
The clerk said without hesitation: "Of course, he still weighs about 300 pounds, so he's not going to die. Just don't continue to commit suicide like her child did."
"To risk your life?"
" How is that possible! Don't underestimate them because they look ferocious. The people who actually live here are often much more careful about their lives than you outsiders."
The clerk smacked his lips and said earnestly, "Those dangerous jobs are reserved for you to do."
Zhou Ao, who had been cheated countless times, said: "..."
Tang Xin Jue smiled. "That is to say, as long as we follow her, we can find a way to be both safe and profitable, right?"
…
Although the clerk refused to answer any more questions and hung a sign in the office saying "Closed Today", several people still got answers.
Zhou Ao even felt like his crown had been opened up: "Yes, I can still do this!"
Isn't it more effective to follow the "locals" rather than to learn on your own? Why didn't they think of this at the beginning?
Tang Xin Jue threw the location in the spiritual connection to him: "This is the location of the bankrupt resident. It's still not too late for you to catch up now."
Zhou Ao was excited but hesitant: "Then you..."
"I won't be going over for now." Tang Xinjue shook his head and said, "I still have some things I want to do. Keep the mental connection open. Let me know if there's any danger."
"Thank you, thank you." Zhou Ao didn't know how to express his gratitude. He could only wipe his eyelids and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely make the money back and return it to you. As for finding a way out, and... Oh, by the way, where are you going?"
Group 606 has already started walking out:
"Go back to where we came from."
At this moment, there was no one outside the community, only 606 and his four friends returned to their old place after a few minutes and came to the claw machine again.
Looking back at the claw machine that once held them captive from a normal person's perspective, there's a subtle feeling.
Guo Guo touched each machine one by one and shook his head: "No hallucination."
They followed the method used by the naughty kid before and caught a few dolls at the price of one coin per pound. Whether they used psychic powers or purification techniques, there was nothing unusual.
"The remaining machines all have the same number of toys." Zhang You concluded, "I don't think this is the initial location where the others entered the dungeon."
The so-called "others" refer to another group of "VIP candidates" like them.
Although the clerk refused to reveal their whereabouts after helping Xiaowan obtain her ID card, from the few words they spoke, they could infer that they were most likely no longer in Block 2. This was also the main reason why the four decided to come out.
After recording the scene outside the block with their mobile phones, they returned to the entrance of the block.
But this time, they chose to enter Street No. 1 on the left, the [rich area].
"Mani? Sign up!"
Before I even stepped inside, a man suddenly appeared at the empty table at the entrance. The old man in the tattered hat slowly raised his head, his eyelids half-closed, and said, "No one is allowed to evade the ticket."
The four people were not surprised. Zhou Ao had said before that normal entry into the community required a 1-jin "ticket", and going back and forth was no exception.
However, when I walked over to the broken table, the other party handed me a list: "10 jin for one person."
Zheng Wanqing: "??? Why don't you go and rob it?"
The old man snorted coldly: "If the law allows robbery, this place will become the favorite place for killing and cutting flesh in the whole university town."
He glanced at the four of them and slowly explained, "The entry requirements for the rich and poor areas are different. You all look like you're in your twenties, so you wouldn't be ignorant of this, would you?"
“…”
Fortunately, they could still afford this "meat." The corresponding number was automatically crossed out in the account book, and at the same moment, Tang Xinjue felt his body lighten: a large piece of meat disappeared silently.
"This feels so weird." Guo Guo pinched his belly. "All the fat on my belly is gone. It's all bones. How about yours?"
Zheng Wanqing glanced down and said, "The breasts are gone. It's okay, it doesn't affect the battle too much. You guys... Zhang You?"
She paused, and the last syllable drifted upwards. Guo Guo curiously turned his head to follow her gaze, his eyes suddenly widening as well.
"Sister You, Sister You, you..."
The three of them lost weight only in their torsos, with no significant changes in their appearance. But Zhang You was the only one who was different—the part of her body where she lost weight was her face!
Zhang You wordlessly took off her glasses; her facial features no longer supported them. Even without looking in the mirror, she could sense that her head had suddenly shrunk significantly.
"Is it scary?"
Guo Guo nodded gently: "Sister You, I have never thought your eyes were so big."
If you remove the outer layer of skin and say you just dug it out from the ruins of a cave, people will believe it.
But soon, as they walked into No. 1 Street, their small-headed, large-bodied body structure no longer seemed strange at all - because among the people they met, there were at least three adults with extremely strange proportions.
Among them were two women who looked like noodle spirits. They were holding a child whose gender could not be determined, as if a ping-pong ball and a yoga ball were hastily put together.
"Why does it have two moving antennae on its head? Is it a prop?"
Guo Guo asked in a low voice in the mental connection.
Tang Xin Jue: "Those are its ears."
As he spoke, the two "antennas" trembled, and two black lines suddenly opened from inside. Guo Guo took a breath:
"Its eyes are on its ears?"
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman before?"
A noodle man suddenly spoke up, his tone very dissatisfied.
"That's right, haven't you seen triplets?"
Another noodle man echoed.
Zheng Wanqing frowned: "Triplets? Where is the third one?"
"That's me."
A mouth suddenly opened on the ball-like child's belly and he spoke slowly.
606: “???”
"Country bumpkin—this is the latest fashion look in District 1. I spent a fortune on plastic surgery. Have you seen it?"
The ball also spun around automatically, showing off its shape.
"I am short-sighted." Tang Xinjue replied without changing his expression.
"Tsk, pauper."
The three sisters walked over with their heads held high. As they passed each other, the eldest sister, Piqiu, suddenly stopped them and said, "Hey, your ID cards...are you tourists from outside the city?"
Tang Xin Jue immediately asked back, "Have you ever seen anyone wearing something like this?"
"Yeah, I see them occasionally. People who've been tricked into working for shady businesses, loan sharks, and people who've lost everything playing lotteries. Thanks to you guys, the poor people in District 2 are living a much better life."
Really·the bottom of society·foreign tourists: “…”
"How pitiful! I'll give you two kilograms. You'll die later."
The three sisters continued to walk away without looking around. The other four were startled to see that there was suddenly a reminder in the account book that 5 kilograms per person had been added.
...Is this the world of the rich?
After a moment's silence, the group continued walking forward. Quite unlike Block 2, the street before them was indeed much wider and brighter. On either side stood gorgeous, brand-new villas, and the faint sound of graceful singing could be heard emanating from within.
Zheng Wanqing listened in a trance for a while, then turned to ask Tang Xinjue, "What's that singing?"
"Someone is singing?" Zhang You frowned. "Isn't that just the noise ?"
Tang Xin Jue listened quietly for a few seconds. "It's a human voice, but it's very chaotic. It must be many people speaking at the same time. I can't make out any specific words."
When they reached the door of the third building, Guo Guo suddenly stopped and came over to hold her hand.
"Let's, let's stay away, okay?"
There was an imperceptible tremor in Guo Guo's voice, and his face was even paler than usual.
Tang Xinjue's brows furrowed, and without hesitation, he pulled the other person along, quickening his pace. Only after they had passed the villas and could no longer hear any sound did Guo Guo let out a breath, his body slowly relaxing.
"what happens?"
Zhang You immediately asked in a deep voice.
"That sound..." Guo Guo pursed his lips. "What I heard were screams and groans. Many people, in pain and despair... And for some reason, I could sense some of their emotions."
It was as if the pain in these groans could be transmitted.
Everyone heard something different , and they had no idea what was inside.
Fortunately, apart from the villa at the beginning, the scenery on both sides of the street turned into shops as we walked forward, and the number of pedestrians visible to the naked eye gradually increased.
After walking for a while, they stopped in front of a familiar tiled house.
"arrive."
After knocking on the door, a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man, resembling a dark twig, emerged and looked at them suspiciously, "Who is it?"
"Hello, we are tourists from out of town and would like to inquire about something at the office in Block 1."
Tang Xinjue stated his purpose in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
"Tsk, I was just wondering, who's so rude that they don't even know how to go through the formalities before coming to the office?" The man rolled his eyes. "Do you even know how to fill out the form? Finish it first before you knock on the door."
Zhang You shrugged: "Sure, I'm the best at filling out forms."
Before he could finish his words, a stack of documents over half a meter high was thrown out from inside the door and hit the ground heavily.
Then came the second, the third...
When the pile of documents was higher than Guo Guo, the thin, dark-skinned male clerk clapped his hands and said condescendingly:
"Okay, fill it out before today. If you fill it out after 12 o'clock, it will be invalid and you have to fill it out again. Got it?"
“…”
Tang Xin Jue looked up at him and asked, "Excuse me, are your office's regulations designed for humans?"
"What else? Welcome to the wealthy area, ignorant outsiders, uninformed cowards, and penniless country bumpkins." The man sneered and glanced at them disdainfully. "Do you think you are VIP tourists and want to use the VIP channel?"
Zheng Wanqing's voice suddenly dropped: "You can't speak human language?"
"Mind your image. If you make loud noises in public, we will forcibly escort you out. Tickets for Zone 1 are not cheap. Can you afford to pay a second time? You—"
His voice broke in his throat.
Because Tang Xinjue took out a document, checked the VIP option on it, and then handed it over together with the invitation letter.
"There happen to be four VIP tourists here who want to use the VIP channel. Please process them." Tang Xin Jue smiled and said, "It's an honor to come to the wealthy area."
