Thoughts fell.

Jiang Cang has probably sorted out the background of this world, and sure enough, as soon as he contacts the guide, he can get any news from the side.

And it didn't take a few breaths.

As he continued to enjoy a lunch that was more hearty than the others with bacon and a little hot sauce with bread and wheat wine.

After eating, the guests at the next table had nothing to do, and they were also chatting about the strong people in this world, and there was a 'new power system' that they had never heard of. ’

"I heard that it was said on the radio... The scorpion of the Great East.." As soon as the man spoke, the eyes of all the guests in the vicinity were attracted.

Including Lao Zheng, who was wiping the table in his spare time, he put down the movements in his hand first, listening to what this person was saying, this world is really very free and boring, and any topic is a rare topic to talk about.

"You all know scorpions?" This man saw that everyone looked at them after hearing the word 'scorpion', and saw that many of them shook their heads and smiled, "I still know all of you, and you are ready not to continue."

"Say it quickly!" Someone next to him interrupted, and he was annoyed by this hanging appetite.

The man smiled, didn't move, and continued: "Many people don't know about scorpions, so I'll briefly say that scorpions are the thorny creatures that were very famous during this time... I heard that he is now S-class.."

"S-class?" When everyone heard the word 'S', there was a sound of inhalation, shocking, yearning, and incredible, this time they really remembered the nickname 'Scorpion', or the name of the person.

And Jiang Cang was also listening, and heard this person continue to say, 'Scorpion' is actually a nickname, and it is also the leader of a treasure hunter squad with a good reputation in this territory.

Among them, the 'S' assessment is a kind of system in this world, which is about judging a person's 'realm' according to the fluctuation of a person's thorn magic, or the strength of cultivation. ’

Anyway, Jiang Cang heard their conversation, and after this person finished talking about the scorpion, he pretended to know, saying that other strong people in the south and north of the world, who could 'fly' when they heard what he pointed to, were all called 'S' level by him.

That's a little tidy.

Jiang Cang thinks that the 'S' level should be a strong person in the Grandmaster realm, or around Jindan?

Similarly, S-rank, thorny creatures with combat power in the Grandmaster realm are basically household names in this world, and most of them exist in the treasure hunter squad, or work for a large company or organization.

SS-level, the powerhouse of the Great Grandmaster and Yuanying, is the master and guardian saint of a big city, and few people can invite them.

SSS level, Genshin, Celestials, that is the legend, maybe the thorny creatures of a hundred years ago can reach it, but there is little news about them.

And like the city where I live, it looks quite big, but in fact it is a small city on the edge.

The real big city, in the words that the guests yearn for, is covered with 'thorn magic', steel walls, glittering gray heavy weapons, and an endless stream of people, merchants, and mercenaries, how can they be so downcast?

Another piece of intelligence.

Jiang Cang ate bacon, feeling that everything was rare when he first arrived in a world, and everything was intelligence.

According to the quality of the aura, it is almost the same as that in the Lingwu world, plus the thorn crystals, it is not uncommon for the strongest people in the realm of heaven and man to appear.

But I am also curious about the 'gray aura' in the air, is it 'thorns?' ’

If it is a thorn, why are the people not infected?

Or is the thorn in the air not of high purity, unable to make people change, but will slowly enhance people's physique?

This is just like many worlds have spiritual energy, but it cannot be absorbed by people, and it is necessary to have a specific exercise, or 'innate spiritual root', in order to absorb it on its own, or the breathing time can be affected.

However, the genius earth treasure condensed by the aura will undergo a qualitative change when it is taken by others.

In the same way, thorns scattered in the air cannot infect those who breathe, and this should be the case.

Jiang Cang, with what he knew so far, could only speculate about the current situation, or the thorns in the air, which were 'stable state', not as violent as the 'thorn crystals' underground, and could make people change in an instant.

This is another question that has been solved.

Jiang Cang felt that he seemed to belong to the wise man among the pioneers, and if he was replaced by Xiao and Yunmu, it was estimated that he would not be able to solve this question in a few years.

If it was Shadow and Wu Hong, then when they left, they would probably still be as stunned as Lu Rou, not to mention it.

Thinking about it for a while, this is that the higher the strength, the greater the responsibility, and the long way to go.

Jiang Cang has a deep understanding.

Also, in order to reflect a person's value, there must be a comparison and a reference in order to reflect it.

If it weren't for the omniscient owl as a contrast.

Who knew they were so smart?

It's all trifles.

Jiang Cang doesn't think about it, he just knows it, and he has to be good at hiding himself.

And it's also at this time.

A middle-aged man at the nearby table got up and said to Boss Zheng with a smile, and there was no embarrassment in his tone, "Old Zheng, I didn't bring a mine today." You see, it's getting dark... I'll go back to the inner city first. When do you go back, I will send you the food money to your home. ”

"You forgot to bring money again.." Lao Zheng shook his head, as if he had become accustomed to many guests not bringing money or ore.

Because in the 'outer city', if you don't have the strength, you still carry ores and resources, which is indeed a bit too dangerous.

Regular customers don't bring money, and they can't run to the place where they live in the city, it's all trivial.

If he ran away for these ores and gave up his residence qualification in the 'inner city', then Lao Zheng would also admit it.

And there is also a 'small city' in this remote city, also called the 'inner city'. ’

Jiang Cang had listened to these people chatting before, and had heard them talk about these problems in the inner city.

It belongs to this wasteland area, where the rich, or some high-class people and powerful people live.

If you want to pass through this gate, you can't just go in and out as you would outside the city.

At the very least, you must have a 'city personnel with an identity card' to guide you before you can enter the city, pay some fees, and apply for your own identity card.

For example, this guest was brought in by a city official two months ago, and spent some hard-earned copper ore to apply for his own identity card.

But there are also people from the outer city, who take money to let these 'inner city people' take them in, and like wanderers, they have no money to follow, so they first find a city street to fall asleep on, plan their livelihood outside during the day, and continue to prepare identity cards.

Or stay with a friend, and take a small amount of money, and then find the inner city people, and mix their houses with spare houses.

Over time, there were more and more people in the inner city, and the 'people in the city' were still earning extra money, and there was an unwritten rule in the city.

Each ordinary person in the city can only bring one person in every other month.

Every other month, the city's guards clean them out.

If any of the people in the city cover up, this person in the city is not strong yet, and he will be permanently disqualified from residence.

But even such a humble and harsh one-month temporary living conditions made people outside the city yearn for it.

They couldn't come up with so much 'identity' to handle the money in one go, so they paid the 'temporary payment' to the 'city personnel' who were similar to landlords in January and January, just for the safety of living in the city.

Maybe within this month, they will be attacked by the thorn creatures, and the people outside the city will die in three percent, and seven percent will expect the thorn creatures to eat the others first, eat enough, and no longer look for them who are hiding.

And Jiang Cang listened to what they said, after all, it was a fierce squeeze from top to bottom, and it could be called the safety of the city, when he entered the city, it meant that his life was guaranteed, and he also had a 'safe' to temporarily store his money. ’

In this world, in the face of life and death and interests, the squeeze is so direct, there is no need for a fig leaf, no one will care about that.

Everything is so taken for granted, the strong should control the life and death of the weak.

Think of it this way.

Jiang Cang also found that what Zhang Weitao said made some sense, if he hadn't died, he might have been very suitable for this world.

The premise is that his strength can keep up, otherwise he will be replaced by the latter as he said.

And when Jiang Cang was thinking about dining, this guest left.

But it was also with the departure of this guest, Lao Zheng may have thought of something because of his words, so he smiled and said to Jiang Cang, who was eating at the table next to him: "I'll take you into the inner city." I have a simple wooden house in the city, small two floors, and it is no problem to take you in to live. I'll take your coin money first."

Lao Zheng said, in his spare time, he wiped the counter with a rag, "You also live first, and when the coins are sold, do you look like you are buying an identity in the city, or?" ”

"Boss Xie Zheng is kind." Jiang Cang smiled and nodded, he didn't refuse, if he can mix up a place to live, he will also see what the inner city is like.

Especially the strong man outside the door, he is really waiting for himself on the street, how to say this, even if he doesn't want to see people, he has to reply to others.

He can not be authentic, how can he be the same as him.

He will wait, and he will believe to him.

"I'll go out for a walk first." Jiang Cang finished eating a meal, about ten minutes, and after understanding the general situation of the world, he was ready to start to see if he could have some extra money missions.

"I'll do proofing at seven o'clock in the evening." Lao Zheng looked at the old-fashioned clock in the house, "There are still five hours, don't go far." ”

When he said this, he didn't know what he remembered, and asked Jiang Cang: "I don't know my friend's name yet, it's not easy to call him." ”

"Jiang Cang." Jiang Cang waved his hand and went out with the door open.

Look further up the dirt street ahead.

The strong man sat on the corner of the street.

"Hey!" When the strong man saw Jiang Cang going out, he walked towards him again, laughed, and shouted from afar: "Think clearly?" ”

"Figured it out." Jiang Cang approached and asked, "Can you take me to meet the collector?" ”

"You have that antique with you?" The strong man was curious, "Didn't you spend your meal?" I saw with my own eyes that you gave it to Lao Zheng, or did you take it back? ”

The strong man said, he wanted to ask again, but he also saw that Jiang Cang was about to answer, but he suddenly shook his head and asked no more, "Let's go, I'll take you to the inner city." ”

When the words fell, the strong man led the way, and he also felt that no one would joke with his life, and he dared to meet the collector without anything on him.

Or rather, it's better not to bring anything.

The strong man also expected his master, the collector, to get angry and vent his anger on Lao Zheng.

In this way, he killed two birds with one stone, that is, he borrowed the hand of the collector, killed Lao Zheng, repaid the face just now, and also helped the owner's family get an antique for free, an antique belonging to the wanderer.

The strong man looked at Jiang Cang's tattered clothes, and his heart was full of expectations waiting for the collector to be angry with Jiang Cang and Lao Zheng.

An antique coin is worth Lao Zheng's life.

In this world, life is the least valuable, and for a collector who is close to A-level strength, kill it.

Jiang Cang didn't speak, and he didn't care that the strong man was thinking of ways to harm himself, so he followed closely.

On the way, take a look around and the surrounding situation.

It's also walking, close to the inner city, a little more prosperous.

Jiang Cang saw that there were radios in this world, and there were also television sets that could only receive signals from the local, or local city or county.

Perhaps the previous news about the 'S-class powerhouse, scorpion' was what the guest heard from these radios.

But when it comes to testing strength, you have to go to a medium-sized city to be judged, or killing a certain thorny creature will also be recognized by the 'folk'.

And go further.

Jiang Cang also saw that the world was a little upside down, and now the people walking on the road did not hold mobile phones, but carried a weapon with a cold light, always paying attention to the people nearby.

It's as if they're going to fight over something trivial at any moment.

"There's the inner city ahead.." The strong man walked and pointed to the city gate in front of him.

The cement is poured, more than ten meters high, much cleaner than the style outside the city, and the city wall looks thick, and the guards in front of the door feel safe.

It's just that there are conditions for entry.

The guards in front of the door are checking the identities of pedestrians entering the city one by one, a 'magnetic card', next to a machine, like a random patchwork of computers, in the old LCD screen, with the magnetic card swiping to the sensor button, there is only a pattern of checks and crosses.

"I have 10 spots in a month." The strong man approached with Jiang Cang, "Follow me when you enter the city, don't run around." ”

Jiang Cang nodded, didn't speak, and followed the strong man into the city, in fact, the scene here is not much different from the scene outside the city, but many pedestrians have put away their weapons.

Their clothes were also a little neater, and sometimes acquaintances met and stopped to chat, not as wary of each other as they were outside the city.

The strong man did not stop, and took Jiang Cang to the west near the inner city, where there was a large courtyard, which was different from the previous broken bricks and tiles, and the houses were randomly patched together.

There were two guards in front of the door, they had some old guns pinned to their waists, but they were very well maintained, if it weren't for the fact that the trigger position was a little smooth, and the steel was marked by flesh and blood fingers, it was difficult to see that these two guns had gone through more than ten years.

"I'll take him to the boss." When the strong man saw the two, he no longer had the same grandeur as before, but nodded and explained the reason, "He has an antique coin in his hand, and the boss once asked me to collect it, and I happened to meet him.."

"Let's go inside." The guards gave way, and they didn't dare to ask so many questions about the collector's explanation.

Again, if there is a problem with the people who come, they can't stop it. No problem, they don't have to stop either.

In a world where the strong are respected, this is such a clear truth, how can there be nonsense to ask about things.

I really want to find death, and I hit my head on the big bluestone pillar next to me, how happy this is.

And as you walk into the courtyard, the Western-style building annex.

A young man in a neat suit and dress was watering in the third courtyard, a garden full of flowers, carrying a delicate pure gold kettle in his hand.

When he saw Jiang Cang and the others coming, walked into the courtyard here, and stood nearby, he straightened up, handed the kettle to the guard next to him, removed his gloves, and asked the strong man: "I think you came to me and disturbed my date with these beautiful young ladies, there should be something right." ”

"Boss.. He has coins of Dudan flowers.." When the strong man saw the collector asking, he pointed directly at Jiang Cang, "He sold it to Lao Zheng before, and then came to me again, saying that he wanted to see you, maybe he has other antiques, I know that I shouldn't inquire about these things.." I didn't dare to delay anything, so I brought him directly.."

"Oh?" The collector looked at the smiling strong man and nodded, because he always felt that something was wrong.

Will this man borrow his own hand to kill his enemy?

Something like this has happened twice.

But these are the little things.

There were coins in return, and he felt that he could.

"You're doing a great job." The collector straightened his suit and dressed, "You wait for me here first, and I apologize for allowing you to accompany these beautiful ladies for me." ”

As the words fell, the collector looked at the guards next to him, all of whom stopped and waited in the garden with the strong man, as if they were watching.

Jiang Cang saw that the collector glanced at him, so he walked towards the corridor next to him, and immediately followed.

After walking through a long corridor of more than ten meters, I came to a house full of various items.

As if on display, the collector stretched out his hands and hugged the surroundings, and asked Jiang Cang, who came with him, "Listen to him, do you have coins?" Better not to lie to me. And now that there are no outsiders here, I think you should take it out, and don't keep one of the masters waiting. And don't keep its friends waiting. By the way, I still have dates with those beautiful ladies. ”

"That's me." Jiang Cang didn't hide anything, ignored the collector's frowning look, and said directly: "I came here just to meet you and ask a few more questions." Of course, I can give you something other than coins as a thank you, such as if you need my help with something."

'Whoosh'

A gust of wind hit.

The collector's eyes emitted a gray luster, and the probe hand brought a gust of wind and grabbed Jiang Cang's neck!

Servants, he is too many, there are so many that they are not needed.

And as the upper echelon of the company, a well-known powerhouse in this city, it is difficult for him to endure the deception of others! The deception of a lowly wanderer!

Even if it was a small ploy by a strong man, killing a wanderer and killing a person in the city was a trivial matter.

There are people like strong men who help him find things, which can be regarded as mutual help.

And Jiang Cang saw that the collector had such a true temperament, and when he saw that there was no object, he then made a move, but he turned his head and blocked with his left hand, and the finger of his right hand stopped at his neck, making him stiff until he was in place, not daring to move, and the gray aura in his eyes dispersed, full of incredulity.

"Again." Jiang Cang looked at the frightened collector, "I came here just to ask a few questions. I guess you also understood the man's plan to drive the tiger and kill people, so I also followed. Now the price is also given, which is my strength realm. ”

"I.." The collector's smile stiffened, but slowly and suddenly regained his smile, "These are small things. Everyone in the city knows that I love making friends and showing off my collection. Today, on this fortunate day, it is my pleasure for you to visit my lodgings and ask me, sir.."

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Cang." Jiang Cang saw that the collector had collected the killing machine, and now that the communication was so pleasant, he also put away his fists and fingers for face, and he could speak well, of course, he had to speak well.

There is such a big man in the city, it seems that he has heard from the guests that he is still connected with some company, and everything originates here, so at least go out of the line first.

"I didn't come to you for anything else." Jiang Cang looked at the smiling collector, "Do you have thorns?" Can I take a look. ”

"Thorns..?" The collector smiled for a moment, then said sincerely, "I'm sorry, dear friend. I handed it over to the company just five days ago, and there are no thorns at the moment. Let me introduce you again, I'm Lorigo, I'm part of the city, and everyone likes to call me 'The Collector' and work for Rota. ”

At this point, the collector looked at the collections around the room, "As you can see, I have no thorns here, only glittering '05 jewelry. A bottle of rare, 100-year-old artificial red wine, and a computer with hundreds of stand-alone games, everything here is my collection."

The collector said, when talking about his collection, it seemed that he had forgotten his fear, but with a kind of intoxication, a yearning to find someone to affirm, to find the affirmation of this strong man.

Jiang Cang looked at the collector who was looking forward to it, and suddenly smiled, maybe this person was good, so he nodded and said, "I was rude before." Mr. Loreger, no wonder. ”

"Thank you for the affirmation." The collector smiled with satisfaction, but when he heard Jiang Cang's words, he shook his head and said, "You said something wrong. In this world, only the strong can be reasonable, and the weak can only resign themselves to fate. ”

He pointed to himself and shook his head again, "I am not a strong man, but I know that a strong man is the heaven of this world, the king of this sky." If you kill me, I will have to accept my fate. ”

"You may have a point." Jiang Cang didn't deny it, but what he meant was that there were no grievances in the first place, and if the misunderstanding was clear, it would be fine.

"My dear friend." The collector saw Jiang Cang's disapproving look, but retorted, "I think you must be laughing at me." But will the thorny creatures distorted by magic reason with us? They kill us, they don't need a reason. It's like me and my people, the company I work for, has been protecting this crumbling city, should as a strong person, take your own safety and protect them for free? That's why we charge a commission for entering the city. ”

The collector laughed a little sarcastically, "Don't think that the strong are cold-blooded, if we die, will they cry?" I think they will only seek refuge from other strong people for their own safety, and by the way, they will scold us for being useless, and spread the news of our killing all over the wasteland, so that everyone will know that we are waste, and use it as a conversation point for everyone before dinner. Dear Mr. Jiang, don't deny that in this boring world, interesting topics that can play time often come about like this. ”

The words fell.

The collector snapped his fingers.

There was a frightened roar outside the door.

A few breaths passed.

A guard came in with the hideous head of a strong man.

The collector smiled, put one hand on the chest of the dress, bowed to Jiang Cang very gentlemanly, and apologized: "He ruined our friendship, but he also made our friendship stronger." ”

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