"The person you like," Zhou Yingxue looked at Ren Xiaosu: "It's Yang Xiaojin, right?"

Ren Xiaosu was silent and did not answer this question.

But I heard Zhou Yingxue say: "If it's Yang Xiaojin, then I admit that she is indeed more beautiful than me, but didn't you leave the No. 88 barrier with Yang Xiaojin, why didn't you see her?"

Zhou Yingxue remembered that Ren Xiaosu went to the northern river valley with Yang Xiaojin to suppress bandits, and then Yang Xiaojin never came back.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at Zhou Yingxue: "Nosy, have you heard any news of the thugs during your time in the Central Plains?"

"No," Zhou Yingxue shook her head: "Although the thugs have been active in the Central Plains frequently in recent years, they are more secretive than imagined, and their organization is more rigorous. Some people say that they are hiding behind a certain organization and commanding remotely, but no one knows which organization it is. ”

"Okay," Ren Xiaosu sighed, he had been in the Central Plains for two months, but he hadn't found anyone yet.

The sound of fighting in the No. 61 barrier finally stopped, and the homeless people were already tired of seeing the excitement in the middle of the night, but they could not necessarily fall asleep when they returned to their shacks, and when they woke up in the morning to go to the factory, they all stared at the dark circles under their eyes and yawned.

But on the way to the factory with the workers, they were still discussing the battle last night with great interest, and they were also happily guessing why the fight started.

Unlike the gloomy expressions of the inhabitants of the barrier, the displaced people did not feel that this battle had anything to do with them.

The displaced people and the inhabitants of the barrier seem to live in two worlds, and even their positions and values are divided by a huge chasm.

Every time Ren Xiaosu sees these things, she will feel a little emotional, but Zhou Yingxue doesn't care about these, she just wants to ask Ren Xiaosu: "Why are all potatoes?!"

Ren Xiaosu said nonchalantly: "Let's make do with it, it's good to have potatoes to eat." ”

Saying that, Ren Xiaosu untied the rope for Zhou Yingxue, and stuffed two boiled potatoes into Zhou Yingxue's hands, and Zhou Yingxue took advantage of this rare free time to quickly move her joints so that the stiff joints could be flexible again.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu was still babbling: "You asked me yesterday, how can I, a transcendent being, live in a market town? You've only eaten potatoes for two meals now, and you feel like you can't eat them anymore, but you don't know that the displaced people in the northwest and southwest sometimes can't even eat potatoes. Who doesn't want to eat rice and pasta? But can they?"

Zhou Yingxue was stunned for a long time, and she suddenly asked in a low voice, "You usually eat potatoes?"

"No," Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "I usually go to restaurants to eat, and I have money." ”

Zhou Yingxue: "???"

At that time, she wanted to smash the two potatoes in her hand on Ren Xiaosu's face, but she didn't dare, she really couldn't afford to provoke her.

Zhou Yingxue had a cold face: "I also want to go to the restaurant." ”

"I think you're thinking about fart," Ren Xiaosule said with a smile: "Do you really think that the Wang consortium is a rice bucket, just after destroying in the other people's barriers, you turned around and swaggered in the market town?"

For a while, Zhou Yingxue felt sad in her heart, she was also an extraordinary person, how could she be so powerless in the face of Ren Xiaosu.

In the past, in the 88 barrier, there were many young Junyan pursuits, and he was also the leader of the Yang family's intelligence system in assassination, intelligence, and infiltration, otherwise other A-level killers would still be fighting and dying in the barrier, but she had already escaped from the barrier.

But such a transcendent person can only be reduced to eating potatoes to survive.

Wait, Zhou Yingxue suddenly asked, "Where did the plants in your backyard come from?"

At this time, Zhou Yingxue finally felt that something was wrong, but she saw Ren Xiaosu let those plants spit out potatoes with her own eyes, and that scene almost subverted her cognition, don't potatoes grow underground?

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "I had it when I bought this house." ”

"Will you believe me?" Zhou Yingxue said stubbornly.

"That's the seed I bought from someone else," Ren Xiaosu laughed.

"Nonsense, I've never seen anyone sell such strange seeds on the black market," Zhou Yingxue frowned.

"Black market?" Ren Xiaosu became interested: "Is there still a black market in the Central Plains?"

"Haven't you seen the black market?" Zhou Yingxue was stunned for a moment: "No matter where there will be this kind of underground trading place, everything sold is contraband." ”

"Are there any treasures flying in the sky, or some legendary magic weapons? Isn't this all the era of the Transcendental?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"You don't have anything you said," Zhou Yingxue rolled her eyes: "The focus there is on arms and medicines, as well as pre-catastrophic technology that various small groups don't know where to dig up, and finally intelligence trading." My earliest mobile phone was also bought on the black market. ”

Ren Xiaosu sighed: "Can you still buy a peripheral killer's mobile phone on the black market......?"

"A 500,000!" Zhou Yingxue said.

Ren Xiaosu was shocked: "It's so expensive, the reward for a D-level mission is only 20,000 yuan!"

"But if you are promoted to C-level, you will earn back by doing five tasks," Zhou Yingxue said: "And part of this mobile phone was not bought by the killer, but some big people who were in a hostile state with Anjing Temple bought it for self-defense, although they can't see A-level tasks, but B-level and below B-level can see it, and if Anjing Temple releases tasks, they can prepare in advance." ”

"Hey, doesn't Anjing Temple know about this?" Ren Xiaosu wondered.

"They don't seem to care," Ms. Zhou said.

"What else is on the black market?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"By the way, there are still many killers who stay on the black market for a long time, because there are the safest hotels there, and when Anjing Temple issues a collaborative mission, the killers can be connected through the hotel, become a small group, and disband after the mission," Zhou Yingxue said: "For example, the task of the No. 63 barrier the day before yesterday, or the task of the No. 61 barrier yesterday, can be completed collaboratively." ”

Ren Xiaosu was suddenly, when he saw the text message before, he still thought that those killers usually hide their tracks and don't know each other, how can they cooperate.

It turns out that in this dark underground organization, there is another world.

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu is a little interested in this black market, and I don't know what level he is in this black market killer? And there should be a lot of A-level killers there, and even people from Anjing Temple, just think about it, you know that this will be a place where transcendents gather.

He is about to complete the task of taking in Zhou Yingxue, and when the time comes, wouldn't it be beautiful to take the skill map to reproduce the skill?

"Two days later, you take me to the black market," Ren Xiaosu said to Zhou Yingxue.