The words are divided into two ends.

While the veteran players gather to prepare for the action, in the "Out-of-town" shelter a few blocks away, three professionals from the border city, the prodigal son of the border city, the mustard idiot, and Mr. Ziwei are also in action.

They were among the first players to receive a call for help from Ash Fighter.

The infatuated guy is quite organized, and the first reaction after not finding his wife is to ask for help from the police Shu Huang, although there are indeed several police officers in the player group, not only the traffic police brother even the Shu Huang who is catching the bad guys, but they are also not qualified to handle the case in the game, so at the suggestion of the old Chen Tou, who is serious and old, the gray man found the loyal brother.

That was before he sent a plea for help.

And Brother Loyal is also very face-saving, and after receiving the news, he sent out the elite soldiers under his command, not only the professionals led by the agent trio, but also the fishing trio with super execution.

The prodigal brother is responsible for finding clues, and the three fishers are responsible for the action.

Professionals do their jobs differently, after simply gathering information, they target the area near the university town, although the port of Chardo is in chaos due to foreign invasion, but as the core of the city, the security near the university town can still be trusted.

After all, the official residence of the Council of the Steam Lords is here, and it is impossible for a vicious incident to happen here.

The perpetrators weren't stupid, and no one would be the first to hit the ground running, so the agents judged that it was most likely an accidental serial incident.

They wore mercenary costumes in a very low-key way through the out-of-town gathering place, and although it was only a few blocks away from the refuge in the university town, both the environment and the planning were messy.

The closed streets are littered with tents, discarded garbage and scavenging scavengers, and there is no effective planning at all, and even if it is so messy, there are still people setting up stalls around the tents to sell strange and unknown things.

There are always idlers gathered in the streets, looking at the people in the streets with vigilant and malicious eyes.

The Prodigal Brother walks here, quite like walking in the remote area of Transencia when he first entered the game.

"I said, the development of this Chardo port is too uneven."

Mr. Ziwei next to him was playing with his crystal ball and complained:

"It's really eye-opening to see that the university town is about to enter primary capitalism, and here the outer city gathers and suddenly retreats into the wasteland style of talking with fists."

"At this time, we have to talk about two clichés like 'capitalism's alienation of people'."

The tall mustard idiot grinned, glaring at the idlers around him to dispel their thoughts of doing nothing, while vigilantly observing some details around him.

He whispered:

"But I have read Professor Malcolm's collection of essays in Translasia, Impressions of the Port of Charlot, and in his own essay the class differences in the city have been described in considerable strokes.

He said that most of the people in the outer cities were freedmen who had lost their land because of the development of industry by halfling factory owners.

They had no skills, they received meager compensation but could not gain a foothold in the industrial system, and although the halflings had opened institutions for the training of workers, there were always those who did not want to be part of the smoky mechanical system.

These freedmen had nowhere else to go, so they had to follow the commercial trade and gather at the port of Charlot, like the sediment in the water always settling at the bottom of a cup, and after hundreds of years of peace and industry, the number of inhabitants of the lower town in the port of Chardo had reached a rather alarming number.

They can't fit in with the fast-paced city, so they have to stand on their own.

These guys have formed their own closed and xenophobic social model in the outer city, and it is indeed a very typical lawless zone that speaks violently.

However, the Steam Lords did not completely ignore this group, and they tried to plan for them when expanding the city, but unfortunately, the lack of a grassroots governance system made it impossible for the Steam Lords to absorb these displaced people into their system.

There is always a limit to the number of jobs available in the city, but people always have to find their own food to survive. It's like a vicious circle, the more chaotic the more people, the more people there are, the more chaotic the more chaotic. ”

"In areas where the rule of law is lacking, there will always be people who should not be in power to fill the void in this part of the order in their own way."

The prodigal brother hit the nail on the head and said:

"It's like the outtown was intensively cultivated by gangs during the Cadman City period, and the pattern here is similar, if you want to find someone here, you have to directly find the gangsters who control it, and those ground rats are very well-informed.

At the extreme, it's not even hard to tell that the disappearance of the Parlian sisters was their own doing.

I had asked the staff at the vault before, and the sisters had not disguised their origins, and that in order to recruit manpower for Translasia, they had set up an 'labor agency' office in the outer city under the name of the Batasin Chamber of Commerce.

I suspect that's why they're being targeted.

The current level of civilization of the out-of-town people cannot be expected to be able to comprehend the concept of a 'diplomatic accident' and the horrors it can cause, most likely caused by a kidnapping for extortion.

But the huge ripple effect of Sister Palian's disappearance scares the guys and makes them realize that they have made a stupid and terrible mistake.

I just hope that the rats are still a little sane and don't kill people and try to get by. Otherwise, it's going to be really hard to do.

Once she loses her two daughters, and with the resources currently available to the Batasin Chamber of Commerce and the transcendent position of Lady Parin in Transnesian politics, I don't think the outers will end well. ”

"Do you need to hire someone from the Batasin Chamber of Commerce?"

Mr. Ziwei snorted, pouted and said:

"If something happens to that pair of sisters, with the character of fighting the gray men, coupled with the behavior pattern of the players protecting the calves, the players in the expeditionary force alone can slaughter this place, and there is a high probability that Lord Murphy will not stop it.

The Parlian family is an old qualified to follow Lord Murphy to fight the world during the disaster in Cadman City. ”

"Alas, lo and behold, ignorance, this thing is already terrible in itself, and what is even more terrible is that its existence always causes all sorts of worse troubles."

The prodigal brother sighed and continued to walk forward, but was soon poked in the arm by the mustard idiot, and he looked back to follow the idiot's gaze, and in a stall on the side of the street, a Trancian style lady's pendant was so conspicuous.

The eyes of the three agents lit up.

There's a clue!

"You two are here, I'll call someone."

Mr. Ziwei whispered, and then hummed a song and swayed his body to the stall in the other direction, while the idiot and the prodigal brother squatted on the stall next to him.

The owner of this stall is a half-grown child.

The black skin doesn't know how long it hasn't been a bath, and there is a scar on the arm, which looks fierce, but the prodigal brother can see at a glance that it is not a scar, it is just a scar made by the bear child himself with a knife to add a little "majesty" to him.

Hey, immature people will do this kind of thing to hurt themselves and make others laugh no matter what world they are in.

"Where did all this stuff come from?"

The mustard idiot asked in a somewhat accented Trancian language, and the bored child didn't bother to answer the question, but said very indifferently:

"If you see it, you will take the money, and if you don't have it, you will get out."

After finishing speaking, he also whispered in the local dialect "a stupid foreigner who made war money", of course, the translation program of the Arithmetic Orb translated this sentence very dutifully.

"These things are very exquisite, she must like them when they bring them back to my daughter, hehe, little brother, is it cheaper?"

The prodigal brother showed a very mercenary expression, picked up a few gadgets in the stall and took the lady's pendant in his hand, he bargained and said:

"These things of yours are obviously not coming from the right way, look, this elf bracelet is still stained with blood, and I have to take these risks, so give me a discount."

"Yo, connoisseur."

When the bear child saw the opening of the business, he grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and he said:

"Just give three gold coins, this is a discounted price, a special price for the heroes who came to surround the city!"

"Three gold coins? You're crazy on horseback! ”

The mustard idiot shouted viciously:

"Everything on the stall is worth a gold coin, and I'll have your last name, it's really a lion's mouth, right? , that's how you locals treat us defenders? ”

"We didn't invite you!"

The boy did not suffer either, and cried out loudly:

"I think you're just looking for trouble! Three gold coins, you have taken all the things, you just say buy it or not! ”

"So what if I don't buy it?"

The prodigal brother threw away the things in his hand, but the lady's pendant was clasped in his hand, and he said coldly:

"Can you still beat me up?"

"Huh"

The stall owner's child sneered, took out a whistle and blew it fiercely, and a group of idlers exuding a violent atmosphere on the nearby street suddenly surrounded him with a malicious smile.

Brother Prodigal Son sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, no matter what world they are in, these ground rats "do business" in the same way, but although this method is stupid, it is very effective, not to mention anything else, isn't there a similar situation in their rule of law society?

Such an obvious trap is still being jumped into every day.

But the good news is that they have found the right Lord!

"Man, pay the money obediently, take the things and go, we will treat it as if nothing happened, you are easy and we are happy."

A bald man shook his bare arm with a strange pattern and said to the prodigal brother with grinned teeth:

"You are the 'heroes' who defend the city, and we don't want to make it difficult for you, so let's do it, you scared my little brother, so add an extra five gold coins as mental damage fees, and we can still entertain you to walk around."

"Guys, don't do it!"

Brother Prodigal Son showed a panicked expression and glanced behind him, at the corner of the street behind, Mr. Ziwei and the three brothers were already in place, and there were also their own people waiting at the entrance of the alley on the other side.

The pocket array has been formed.

"Let's go to the side and say, okay?"

The prodigal son rubbed his hands together and said:

"We also want face, solve it privately, and give each other face, okay?"

"Hmph, it's quite good, come on!"

The bald brother waved his hand, and took his brother to "escort" the two outsiders to the alley next to him, and before he could speak, the prodigal brother's expression became serious, he picked up the lady's pendant in his hand, and asked the bald man:

"Where did you get this stuff? Where are the Parlian sisters now! You tell me honestly! Otherwise, the dog's life is not guaranteed! ”

"Blanch!"

Hearing the prodigal brother ask about Sister Parin, the bald man in front of him immediately knew that something was wrong, and he drew his short knife and was about to fight for his life, but with a bang, the bullet shot from the other side of the street hit the short knife, causing the sharp blade to shatter and plunge at his feet.

Lying on the far wall, the paid fish chewed gum expressionlessly, his eyes wrapped around the emerald green eagle eye, he pulled the bolt of the gun and continued to aim, the other brothers also poured from both ends of the alley, and the vampire player flapped his wings and fell from the sky, accurately blocking all the routes of the rats' escape.

Seeing that they were surrounded by a group of murderous outsiders, these little thugs were frightened.

The muzzle of the black hole and the bright blade made them lose their will to resist immediately, and the bald man led by him trembled and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"I'll ask you one last time!"

The prodigal brother took the pendant in his hand and scolded coldly:

"Where's Sister Paryne?"

"They're missing."

The bald man trembled and said:

"We were going to send them back the other day.

They were big outsiders, and we couldn't afford to mess with them, so we repaired the idiots who tricked them into coming in front of them, and we all came to an agreement, but they disappeared that night.

I swear we didn't hurt those two meat tickets. No, two noble ladies!

We really didn't do it!

Leave us alone! ”

"Are you kidding? Two big living people were tricked by you to get here, and they disappeared on your territory? ”

The mustard idiot tapped the big man on the head with the grip of his pistol, and he scolded:

"You think we're stupid? Or do you find your jokes humorous? ”

"What the eldest brother said is true."

A halfling gang member next to him screamed:

"That night I brought hot soup to the two ladies, and they advised us to abandon the darkness and start a new life in Transnsia, but when I went to deliver fruit to them half an hour later, they were gone.

Must have been taken away by those lunatics in the sewers!

Just like before, those guys will show up in the night and take a lot of people away. ”

"What? What kind of maniac in the sewers? ”

The prodigal son captured a key point when he asked:

"To be clear, what's in the city's sewers?"

"Mechanical. Church of the Machines! ”

The halfling seemed to be saying something forbidden, and he was frightened, and lowered his voice and said:

"It was a group of mechanical madmen, who had organized a revolt against the Steam Lords when the Genoa Peninsula had just been invaded by the Gnolls, but the Gnolls came so fast that the Lower Town soon fell, and their revolt ended in vain.

But they're definitely still in the sewers.

It's their mechanical kingdom, and I don't know why they took the two Parlian ladies, but there's a sewer near the room they're in, and I really don't lie to you, a lot of people in the outer city know about the Church of the Machine.

The Steam Lords say those people are cultists, and we are not allowed to associate with them. ”

"Are any of you familiar with sewer structures?"

The prodigal son and the fool looked at each other, and immediately asked:

"Find someone to show us the way, and your sins will be lightened."

"No one dares to go! Big guy. ”

The bald brother shouted with blood on his face:

"I can't come back if I go, how many years, we only dare to do business on the ground, we don't dare to go underground at all, that's other people's territory, even the city defense officials who usually do power and fortune don't dare to go. The Port of Chardo appears to be ruled by the Steam Lords, but in reality everyone knows that they can only take care of the affairs of the surface.

No one dares to help you in this kind of thing. ”

"Prodigal son, Brother Loyal has brought someone here."

Paid eating fish shouted next to him.

A few minutes later, a large number of murderous veteran players rushed here, rampage like street tigers, and the gray man suddenly turned red when he saw the pendant in the prodigal brother's hand, picked up his measuring cane and slashed his head and face at the little gangsters in front of him, and was pulled by Niu Niu.

Venting your temper now won't solve the problem.

After hearing the prodigal brother's retelling, the old players were also stupid.

The good news is that people are still alive and unharmed, but the bad news is that there is also a "dungeon" in this port of Chardo. It's almost the same as the Crimson Keep during the Cadman City disaster, except I don't know if there is a side story like the Rat Gang here.

"The Church of the Machines. Old Flywheel was a member of this church before! ”

Xiao Ruyi, who followed the old players to join in the fun, immediately shouted:

"He told me the story of that force before, their power in the underground world of Port Chardo is indeed very strong, these bastards are not lying. But the old flywheel is still in Transcia, and we can't find his 'former master' to help." ”

"Find his junior brother."

Xiao Wei Ming flapped his wings and hung in the air, and said to the players with his eyebrows fluttering:

"The younger brother of the old flywheel is the current president of Chardo University, His Excellency Minks, and when they were young, they were jealous of the little sister's rivalry, and I read the information given by the development team on the forum, in fact, many old mechanics in Chardo Port secretly have dealings with the mechanical church.

They have a peculiar secret puppet technology, which can take out people's brains and make robots, which is also another form of immortality.

Your wife won't be made into a robot, I'll just talk about it casually.

Don't cry!

, Awen, come on! I'm in trouble. ”

(End of chapter)