23 Chapter XXIII

The other party had heard of him, and the other party was very alert, and the other party immediately chose to refuse to receive him.

The two wooden windows closed in front of Ryunosuke Akutagawa's eyes, but through the slight gaps, you could still see that the other party was still behind the window, but he didn't intend to trade with him.

It seems that since [Monster] made a sensational performance yesterday - plowing the biggest gang in his neighborhood from bottom to top like a broom sweeping garbage - most of the bowl street has simply changed color when he heard Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders who don't know the existence of [monsters], this kind of terrifying combat power with one enemy and ten thousand belongs to Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who is only ten years old, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a natural humanoid weapon.

That being said, when the news reached the rest of the neighborhood, the high-ranking leaders didn't believe the report much.

A little imp who is said to be only about ten years old can rush to the local leader's base camp empty-handed and single-handedly, killing all his subordinates who are fully equipped with firepower along the way, and finally can leave unharmed, without a drop of blood on his body...... What about ghost stories to scare them?

Can a character with this level of breaking combat power suddenly appear like a mushroom after a rain? Even if there were, it would be easy for him to get out of this bowl street, how could he waste time trying to kill the leader of a block, just to grab a hut?

For them, the person who will believe such rumors and spread them to the top is simply the number one fool of the new century.

Rather than such outrageous rumors, the leaders prefer to believe that the leader of a certain neighborhood secretly organized an ambush and launched a successful surprise attack, and then deliberately spread such bizarre rumors to confuse the public and hide people's ears.

For the veracity of this rumor, just use a well-looking house to easily coax a simple and naΓ―ve imp to block the gun for them.

What you see with your own eyes, what survivors speak, it's all the words of the people who have been bought.

In this kind of slum, where even hell is ashamed of itself, and people can only survive by dumping each other and barbarously plundering resources, no matter how much they fall below the limit, there is no need to feel strange.

However, the leaders at the top will only think about how to expand their territory and how to squeeze more profits from the inhabitants of the territory, and all abnormal actions and events can be interpreted as the conspiracy theories of competitors, and the rest are just pigs and mules who are supposed to contribute to them.

- Although above the group of leaders there are also larger leaders, who are also regarded as pigs and mules.

But for those who are struggling at the bottom, they will only be extremely cautious to avoid all unknown or known risks, and do their best to live even one more day.

Therefore, Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't expect that in just one day, his appearance and characteristics had spread out countless narrow alleys, and how terrifying and terrifying it was, directly scared the personnel stationed at the trading office who recognized him and closed the window.

Although the details of this happened are not known, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who can faintly detect the reason, did not choose to go home, but still maintained an expressionless cold face, and ordered the other party with a full tough aura.

"Open."

Knowing that his behavior of closing the window reflexively to greet the customer was too rude, the man who heard Akutagawa Ryunosuke speak had to open the window and smile at him, "I didn't think about it, how did I know that my hand suddenly didn't obey the call......"

Ryunosuke Akutagawa: "......"

He directly opened the tie of the cloth bag and directly displayed the contents of the water and lollipop, "To exchange it for money." - he said succinctly.

"Money?" The other party was surprised, "Do you mean a chocolate bar?" ”

"No, it's a yen banknote." Ryunosuke Akutagawa denied, "The kind that circulates outside." ”

In Bowl Street, it carries the monetary attributes of general equivalents, and is even more given to foods that are easy to preserve, quantifiable, and have a long shelf life, rather than officially issued banknotes.

The reason is simple: if you exchange supplies for paper money, you have to exchange paper money for food - but the amount of food that fills your stomach is fixed, but the value of paper money is not fixed. If the price of food rises, the value of the paper money that has been saved will depreciate instantly, and it will be a loss no matter how you calculate it.

What if the price of food falls? That's impossible. Situated on an artificial island connected by a bridge, and formed after a massive explosion, the natural geographical disadvantage, lack of resources, and high transportation costs will only increase the value of food, water, and all the necessities on which human beings depend.

And this kind of dark and chaotic bowl street, and a few violent gangs control all the resources in and out - whether it is dumped garbage recycling, or actively spend money to import goods from the outside world, even if it is just tourists who come to visit, they must pass their pass.

In other words, even in the poorest places, people can be divided into the profiteers and the exploited. For the profiteers, they are in an absolute monopoly position in terms of resources, which will only raise the value of the subsistence materials, and they are happy to see the exploited desperately pay a little more or a little more for them in order to survive.

Gradually, people learned to discard paper money and use stable food to evaluate the value and make deals.

The bosses also have a way to deal with this situation. They imposed that they have to pay paper money for tickets when they go into the garbage mountains to search for supplies, as well as to buy imported goods, and the rest are not collected.

So, where do the banknotes come from? Of course, they sold whatever supplies they had on hand – they decided the pricing.

The interlocking chains of crushing were enough to lock all the inhabitants in the bowl streets, and few people were able to leave.

"Purified water and lollipops, if you change them to chocolate bars, you can get a few more." Said the person from the trading hut. He didn't care, or didn't dare to care, where the other party's hands came from, and only said a few more businessmen, "If it's money, it's going to be discounted." ”

"-After all, in the outside world, water and lollipops are not worth a few bucks, you know," suddenly remembering the other party's record of killing gods, he quickly added, who was concerned about his own life, "You can only trade here." ”

Ryunosuke Akutagawa replied coldly and put the pocket on the windowsill, "Just exchange it for money." ”

In the past, he lived with silver, living only in the withered wild wind like dead grass and gravel, numbly obeying the instincts driven by physiology, and surviving one unexpected tomorrow after another.

But now, being raised by [monsters], he has given up on himself, but he has made a wish.

[Let Silver leave Bowl Street and live a normal life.] 】