Shalin shaved his hair with a clipper, and he didn't feel any pity when he watched his supple gray-black hair fall into the trash, anyway, they would grow vigorously again in two days, and he couldn't stop at all.

After doing all this, Sarin quickly put on clean clothes.

He stared at his face for a moment before bandaging his exposed skin again.

Ever since the pustules and potholes on this face disappeared, Sarin felt some indescribable changes in his face, and his face seemed to be the same as before, but it felt different.

If you have to describe it, it's like his appearance has added another sense of alienism to the already good one.

Shalin didn't know where this alien feeling came from, and he didn't know when he would be associated with a term like 'half-blood', but there was no doubt that this face was in a metamorphosis.

More three-dimensional facial features, deep eye sockets, lighter hair and pupil color, new skin......

No matter how you look at it, he becomes more 'outlier'.

Coldly wrapping this exotic and mysterious face in a bandage, Shalin will push open the door of the room and leave the old apartment.

Walking out of the street to be demolished with the sewer pipes exposed, Sarin's mission today is to go to the black market he found last night and exchange some good things.

The black market in the bad city is not hard to find, and one of them is at the junction of the 23rd and 24th rings in the west of the bad city, under the large network of elevated overpasses and three-dimensional fast lanes, there are slum-like garbage dumps and 'gold diggers'.

Here, Shalin's strange dress did not attract much attention, there were many people like him who were covered in bandages, but these people really had wounds on their bodies.

Soon, Sarin found his first destination.

"Get a card, ice cream set. ”

"As long as the ice cream package is not bound to a package, there is no need for VIP value-added services, there is no need for intelligent AI-assisted business, and the kind of identity card that has just died......"

"Yes, don't really upgrade your business, you don't need to enjoy 8G services in advance, and you don't need foreign packages ......"

Sharin stood patiently in a small mobile business store and said 'no, I don't need it' to the clever shopkeeper who kept selling him bundles.

The ubiquitous sales pitch has been around him since he had a mobile phone.

Now that I think about it, it was only during the months when he was adrift at sea that he was not found by these salespeople and burst his phone.

No, no, he's also picked up a leaflet written on the sea and put it in a drifting bottle.

Terrible property sales, everywhere and everywhere.

After finally getting a new SIM card, Shalin began to look for the buyer of a specific Imperial mobile phone model that Laraki said, and he now needed a sum of money, although there was no limit to the amount, but the more the better, which would be very helpful for his next plans.

Electronic parts buyers are big businessmen in the black market, so their stalls are often prominently placed, and the 'gold diggers' are constantly delivering the good things they pick up from the garbage heaps to the buyers, and of course there is a lot of abuse.

"Walk around, can't you read the words written on the sign?"

"Part No. 8 was the last day of acquisition yesterday, and no one wants it today! Damn, the price of garbage goods that has dropped to 20 cents yesterday, and you only sent it today and still want money?"

"Little cub, pay attention to the market price next time you stock up, not anyone who engages in futures can make money!"

"Get out of here!"

When Salin walked to the end of a garbage street, he saw a bald head with no eyebrows sitting in front of a buying stall, reprimanding the dirty little beggars.

On the stall behind him, there is also an electronic screen, which is densely marked with numbers and models of different fonts, and the purchased items are getting smaller and smaller from top to bottom, and the top is naturally the most valuable item.

Behind these items, there is a price chart similar to that of stocks and funds.

Shalin quickly understood these things, after all, he was also an old dog in the investment world, although the final outcome was not worth mentioning, but the focus was not on the result. It's all about engagement.

The gaze continued to sweep downward, and the general mobile phone model of the employees of the firewall company was indeed among the best, and the price trend has soared, with no downward trend and has not yet reached the peak.

Shalin took out Keck's phone, transferred all the information on the memory card to the new card, then broke the old card, threw it into the stove on the side of the road, and walked towards the bald head with the phone in his hand.

Next to the buying stall, the disco, who has no hair or eyebrows, has just sent away a few cubs, leaning back in his chair boredly, looking strangely at every passerby, especially the oncoming ......

"Sell what?"

"I heard that there are people here who collect it. ”

Shalin shook his straight-knit phone in front of his eyes, and Disco's eyes swayed with it, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Accept, of course!"

"Cash or remittance, remittance fee of 5%. ”

"Cash. ”

“Cool！”

Disco pulled out a dozen golden tickets from the drawer, and Salin nodded, taking one last look at the straight phone that Keck had left him, and slowly turned away.

He cared about the phone, but if it served its purpose better, Shalin didn't mind selling it.

The most precious thing is in his head.

Before leaving the garbage street, he heard the man without eyebrows muttering to himself, as if to say that he would be able to collect enough goods to deliver to that person, and that he would be able to jump every day and drink strawberry milkshakes and so on.

Shalin didn't know who Disco was buying for him, he didn't have any plans to go deep into the other spheres of influence in the Bad City, it was best to step on the footprints one by one, and what he had to do next was something that was in line with his current identity.

He left the black market and returned to the street where he lived, continuing to gather his thoughts.

"At present, there are only two important things, the Investigation and Processing Bureau of the Investigation and Processing of Special Matters in the City-State, which has its own 'power' in the Bad City. ”

After clarifying his thoughts more clearly, Sha Lin quietly followed a gust of wind into Wang Defa's shop, and suddenly appeared behind the little lame man lying in front of the computer.

"Good afternoon!"

"Wow!"

Wang Defa suddenly woke up, saw the reflection in the computer, and was stunned for a long time before recovering his spirits.

"First, sir, you ......"

"Strange, why are you so surprised to see me, oh, and don't call me sir, just call me sarin. ”

"By the way, I came to you today, I actually want to ask you for help with something, you shouldn't refuse me, right?"

Sarin curled the corners of his lips and smiled like a pure and kind mummy villain.