latent body

Chapter 42
The next day, afternoon.

No. [-] Changsheng Street is an independent bungalow.Covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters.In the old days, this kind of residence would undoubtedly look luxurious, but now even in cities there are fewer people and more people, as long as it is not a hot spot, you can build it however you want.

Ling Zihan knocked on the door.

Kong Linlin was not considered pretty, but could only be described as pretty.She wore a neat bun, behaved dignifiedly, and dressed plainly.

Ling Zihan noticed that her hands and fingers were mechanical bodies.

This condition is relatively rare in women.Most of them have a special attachment to the matter of "beauty" that has been left over from the old days.Even in the dark underground world where natural light does not shine, women attach great importance to the maintenance and maintenance of the exposed parts of the body.

They will choose expensive bionic skin, or directly expose the biological epidermis.

Hand care and manicure are still the beauty items that can make money in the underground world.

Of course, these are small, unimportant details.

Ling Zihan smiled slightly at Kong Linlin, made a brief self-introduction, and then expressed his intention of coming: "Hello, I have accepted the task you issued, and I want to know more about it."

Kong Linlin nodded in understanding, and then a slight sadness covered her face: "The cause of the incident is very simple. My brother Kong Jun has been working in the Wansen Group Steel Plant. Last week, the factory worked overtime, and I sent a simple meal to my brother. I happened to meet Liu Mingquan...Since then, he has been pestering me."

"Who is Liu Mingquan?" Ling Zihan asked.He knew that this person should not be an unknown person, as long as he entered it on the local area network, he should be able to find it, but he needed to get confirmation from Kong Linlin.

Kong Linlin replied: "He is Shaodong of the Wansen Group, and is said to be the fifth heir of the family."

Ling Zihan nodded: "Please continue."

Kong Linlin's eyes were wet, and she took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes: "Liu Mingquan wanted me to be his wife. He threatened to drive my brother out of the factory if I didn't agree. I discussed it with my brother, and I think it's best to avoid him. My brother has already contacted another factory to transfer to work there."

Ling Zihan found it difficult to understand: "Since you have decided to leave, why don't you just leave now, instead of continuing to stay in the Wansen Group's factory?"

Kong Linlin seemed a little helpless: "I think so too, but my younger brother thinks it's not worth it. It's exactly one month after he finishes his work in the factory. If he leaves early, at least half of this month's salary will be deducted."

"How much is half?" Ling Zihan asked.

Kong Linlin hesitated for a moment, then replied, "25 silver horns."

Ling Zihan subconsciously turned his head to look at the crude furnishings in the room, and felt that the answer was logical.

He changed the question: "Do you really hate Liu Mingquan?"

Kong Linlin answered quickly: "He wants to force a woman and a woman to fuck me."

Ling Zihan was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to answer so directly that he fell into a short-term thinking dilemma.

A few seconds later, Ling Zihan continued to ask, "Are you married? Or do you already have a boyfriend?"

Kong Linlin lowered her head, looking a bit embarrassed: "...I don't like men, so..."

Well, that's also logical.

Although it sounds a bit forced.

Ling Zihan got up from the chair and smiled gently: "Okay! That's all I want to ask."

Kong Linlin also stood up and looked at him expectantly: "You have accepted my commission, so you should be able to guarantee my brother's safety?"

Ling Zihan smiled and replied, "I will try my best."

……

Everything in this world is shrouded in darkness.

The sun, the moon, the stars...all natural objects related to light are legends.

Fortunately, also from the legend, Prometheus stole fire for mankind.

This is what the white man said.

People in the Eastern Continent scoffed at this story.We have always believed that light and warmth come from wisdom and hard work, rather than from a thief who seems to be acting great and upright.

Although in the legend he is a god.

The electronic timer showed that the time was 45:[-] in the afternoon.

Ling Zihan walked slowly from the intersection, and the gate of Wansen Group's steelmaking plant was more than 50 meters ahead.

After leaving Kong Linlin's house, he spent the whole afternoon surveying the terrain.

For the first mission, he didn't want to make any mistakes.

Of course, he had a feeling in his heart that this task might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Ling Zihan's thinking is very simple - complex situations can be handled simply.

Since Kong Linlin asked for an escort, it was just an escort.

Love disputes between men and women, transactions of power and money, the son of a rich family deliberately suppressed his younger brother for the woman he wanted, all kinds of messy things on the street...all of these have nothing to do with Ling Zihan.

From the moment he decided to take this task and clicked on the "Decision" bar in the lower right corner of the screen, Ling Zihan had no way out.

Once a task is accepted, it must be completed. This is the iron law of the Azure Dragon Legion.

The task can be failed, and the penalty is to pay three times the task bonus.

If you give up, the Legion will automatically remove the quest recipient.

Anyway, it was one week before and after. If Kong Jun died due to external factors during this time period (not the escort time), it would be considered as the completion of the mission.

In fact, Ling Zihan was very much looking forward to some kind of accident in Kong Jun's factory.

For example, accidentally fell into the furnace, or got into a fight with someone, causing the legs to lose the ability to walk... As long as Kong Jun does not show up at the factory gate at the specified time, it cannot be regarded as a mission failure.

It is said that soldiers are rigid, but now it seems that rigidity also has advantages of rigidity.

A young and strong man stood at the gate of the factory.He should be about 20 years old in appearance, wearing this set of coarse work clothes.It was the off-duty time right now, and when other people walked past him scatteredly, they would all avoid him in unison and look at him with all kinds of meaningful eyes.

Comparing the photos provided by Kong Linlin, Ling Zihan stepped forward slowly, and asked with a smile, "Kong Jun?"

The man looked at him suspiciously, and quickly locked his eyes on Ling Zihan's [-] rifle behind his back: "Are you the person my sister invited to help me?"

Ling Zihan's heart twitched slightly, but his expression didn't change at all, and he still kept a sunny smile: "Yes. May I go now?"

"Okay." Kong Jun nodded vigorously, but for some reason, his steps seemed a little stiff.

……

This is an ordinary street.

The foundation of the pavement is made of gravel, and the filling is mortar, cement, asphalt, and all kinds of messy things that can't be named.This is the characteristic of the underground world. Anyway, the engineering standards can no longer be as strict as in the old days. As long as it looks OK on the surface, it is generally flat.

As long as it is not the pursuit of smoothness and comfort, and the extremely strict fine-tuning of the road surface by racers, all this seems to be enough to satisfy most people.

Human beings have not changed their normal work and rest time because of the loss of the sun and moon.It's the time of day for dinner.Shops on both sides of the road set up tables one after another, offering their own specialty snacks.

The most common is cassava.Primarily detoxified, this yield and its gargantuan crop present itself to diners in a whole new light.

Salt and sugar biscuits are a commodity, very cheap, and a dime can buy a large bag.As long as you can bear the rough and pungent taste, and the blandness that you feel like chewing in your mouth is simply a crushed solid foam, the cost of living for a month is actually very low by eating this kind of food plus water and vitamin pills.

Duck blood vermicelli soup is a famous delicacy in the old days.Here, on this remote street away from the center of Liuyun City, you can also see the eye-catching signboard of "Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup".

Cassava vermicelli has excellent toughness and is very resistant to cooking, but the taste is a bit unsatisfactory. It tastes a bit like nasal mucus with too much viscosity.

There is no need to think about high-end ingredients such as duck blood, and human blood is probably the same.Of course, not every snack bar owner is a black-hearted bastard, they will be very intimate with red mineral pigments and various chemical synthesis products to mix special condensate substances.Although it has to be chewed hard, at least it looks attractive in color, exactly the same as the lumpy duck blood picture in the database.

Cassava steamed buns and cassava cakes are conscience foods, cheap and filling.If you are willing to spend a little more, you can buy a piece of synthetic meat that is also made from cassava as the base material and mixed with tofu, and then imagine in your mind that this is the old-fashioned Roujiamo, and the overall taste is much better.

Potatoes are very common, but more expensive than cassava.

French fries were out of the question, a luxury item that was only available in high-end restaurants in the city center.If there is an ingenious guy who likes to be creative and wants to use high-end food to make a fortune in this kind of place, he will sell French fries at a stall, and he will be snapped up by countless unreasonable and fierce diners in minutes.

The kind that robs without giving money.

Those who dare to do business on this street are very special.

Diagonally opposite, the proprietress selling cassava cakes has an immature baby face.Her chest is extremely large, and six mechanical parts larger than a durian are exposed.The tip that should have been soft and dark red turned into a metal tube. Judging from the model and diameter of the tube, it is estimated to be a single-shot gunpowder gun, or a flame launcher based on low-quality fuel.

As long as she honestly sells hair cakes for money, she will never make things difficult for you, and she will even show you a charming smile.

The owner who sells duck blood vermicelli soup has a stout body. He has three arms, the left arm... In fact, it is difficult for a person with a turret-like rotating part installed on his upper body to distinguish which arm is the left.In short, he had a forked arm and two kitchen knives of terrifying length and sharpness.

The reason for this is not to intimidate the guests, but for the convenience of cutting vegetables.But it must be admitted that this appearance is fierce and domineering, and no one will eat a king's meal at his booth.

A slightly more normal and slightly better shop sells tapioca pancakes with sauce.The method of conscientious merchants is different. The fermented cassava cake is slightly soft, and a small amount of wheat flour is added to it. The color looks whiter, which is very different from the previous black cheap ones that look like shit in color and appearance.

The sauce is really tomato based.The specific method is to cut fresh tomatoes into pieces and mash them with various condiments.

The man who sells cassava cakes with sauce is very thin, and he looks like a gentle person.He looks a bit strange, with high left shoulders and low right shoulders, and the width of his chin exceeds one-third of his forehead.He has two mouths, the one in the middle is connected to the physiological esophagus, and the one on the right cheek is very wide. When you open it, you can see that it is densely covered with sharp metal teeth and a rotating circular hacksaw.

He stuffed the tomato into his right mouth, and continued to stuff it with various seasonings as if no one was there. He closed his lips and chewed repeatedly, then bent down and unscrewed the lid located on the lower left of his hip, holding a large bowl in his hand, from which he poured out the prepared delicious sauce.

Walking on such a busy street, Ling Zihan didn't feel any danger.

Feeling the comfortable atmosphere of life around him, he hummed softly.

I walked on the deserted street at six o'clock in the morning, and I was tired all over.

The vicissitudes of last night were in a hurry, already numb, in an unknown world.

The cool wind blows my messy hair, and the luggage in my hand tortures my heavy steps.

Suddenly, I saw the familiar scene in the station, full of wanderer's dreams, and inexplicable sadness...

He likes this old time song very much.

Kong Jun followed closely behind.

He was silent.

Ling Zihan speculated maliciously: This guy is not deaf, right?
Perhaps he was born with a dull sense of touch.

One kilometer is very short, and not far ahead is the destination of No. [-], Changsheng Street.

Standing at the door, Ling Zihan looked around vigilantly.Although it has arrived safely, danger often appears at the last moment, and there is no room for sloppy.

Knocking on the door, when Kong Linlin saw Kong Jun, she subconsciously showed a surprised expression on her face.

"Thank you!" She bowed to Ling Zihan.

Ling Zihan bowed in a gentlemanly manner: "Goodbye."

It was just a mission, and he never expected to have some kind of special intersection with this woman.

Watching Kong Linlin close the door, turn around and look at the bustling market in the distance, an unreal illusion suddenly appeared in Ling Zihan's mind.

Could it be that I took a fake mission?

There was no danger in this trip, and even the mighty and strong man who imagined blocking the way did not appear.

He walked slowly with his long legs, squinted his eyes, and looked around with seemingly casual eyes.

No one cast a malicious look at himself, and no one showed malice towards himself.

This is the so-called escort?
Kong Linlin shouldn't renege on her debt.Once she did such a thing, she would pay an extremely heavy price for it.

The remuneration for all missions will be sent in cash by the issuer to the relevant local organization of the Qinglong Legion, and the mission executor will go to collect it after completing the mission.

With the backing of a powerful army, the possibility of repudiating debts is minimized.

(End of this chapter)