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Chapter 106 The New World and the Second Great Immigration

"Li Mumu, what kind of shit are you writing!"

After reading the [-]-word book, I was so excited that until eleven o'clock in the evening, after throwing it to Li Ya, Li Mumu turned around and ran away before she could read the content carefully.

Just kidding, writing a review is not reading comprehension, so there is no standard answer.

Just share your made-up story.

When Li Ya made a sharp explosion, Li Mumu had already escaped and disappeared.

Midnight is a dangerous time, and Winsty is in danger.

Although there is no actual evidence, the fact that this clingy man has not come to see him for two whole days is not a good sign in itself.

Li Ya's divination results were not very good either.

She said before that she was going to get some information, but then she never came back.

It's been so long, maybe he's been tied up in one way or another.

You need to find some handy guys to prepare for unexpected events - this is the advice from your mother, and Li Mumu follows the good advice.

Speaking of the guy who takes advantage, you have to think of the Winstie family's arsenal.

A literal arsenal.

This child's biggest hobbies in life are, first, lying on his back and smashing them, and second, collecting ancient ordnance.

For example, swords, guns, swords and halberds, bows and crossbows, hidden weapons, and various indescribable instruments of punishment.

What about Iron Maiden, Troy souvenirs, Louis bottle opener...

After rushing all the way to Winsty's house, and pushing open the wooden door of the cellar, Li Mumu took off the magic-breaking crossbow from the wall and carried it on her back.

Winsty likes to play with these things, but she doesn't play well. It is commonly known that people are addicted to food.

What she really likes is holding a sharp weapon, holding the life and death of others in the palm of her hand, and appreciating the other person's desperate struggle between life and death.

In other words, he is not an executioner, but a happy criminal in the second grade.

In most cases in the past, these weapons were used by Li Mumu.

Li Mumu doesn't like to use cold weapons, although as a professional player, she has almost reached the full level of proficiency in all cold weapons in the game.

However, he is still too young and has not undergone professional training. He cannot use those heavy weapons and can only use bows and crossbows to make up for his weaknesses.

The Demon-Breaking Crossbow needs to be paired with mithril arrows to cause effective damage to those inhuman monsters.

To deal with ordinary people, only poisoned sleeve arrows are enough.

You may also need to bring some secret remedies for special situations.

Li Mumu put on a special belt and stuffed it with all kinds of gadgets - this equipment was ripped from the body of a demon hunter, who regarded Winstie as a weak hunter. object.

If you don't have a wink in this business, you will die sooner or later.

I picked up the one-handed ax hanging on the wall and weighed it. The weight was just right.

This is one of the weapons I am most accustomed to using in my memory, and it is very easy to chop people's heads.

[Looking back now, your childhood memories are indeed quite rich. 】

[But now is not a good time to miss the past]

No. 64 Holland Road——

This is a slum area on the outskirts of Seif City. Li Mumu and Winsty rarely visited this kind of place before.

Dirty, messy, poor, not much fun. [In your memory, this slum area has only gradually developed in the past ten years. 】

[That’s when Winstie was kidnapped]

[All newspapers are reporting news about the New World, and those white people whose ancestors immigrated but have not become famous are beginning to feel anxious again.They dragged their families and drove their carriage to Seif, hoping to find a ferry to the New World. 】

[But as far as you know, such ferries are not common.The Sihai Chamber of Commerce recruits a group of employees to go to the New World every three months on average. The recruitment standards are extremely strict, but even so, applicants are still flocking to it. 】

[Other than that, there is no truly safe way to travel to the New World. 】

[Some people will settle for the next best thing and choose to go to East Asian countries. 】

Li Mumu put on her cloak to cover her figure, and tiptoed into the door.

This is a low-rent apartment building.

Judging from the architectural design, this apartment building looks a bit like a dumbbell. The original design intention was to solve the increasingly serious housing problem of overseas immigrant workers in the Federation.

The president's campaign slogan at that time was that he hoped that every immigrant family could live in an exquisite villa with two bedrooms and one living room.

But it is a well-known fact that campaign slogans have no meaning after a successful campaign.

The originally designed living unit for a family of five, two bedrooms and one living room, quickly evolved into a group rental house like a sardine can under the pressure of cruel reality.

There are two reasons why this kind of dumbbell apartment can be popularized.

First, it looks slightly more beautiful than a boxy matchbox.

Second, the cost is low.

These blocks on Holland Road are surrounded by almost identical dumbbell apartments. They all look new on the outside. After all, they were built not many years ago.The streets are relatively clean and tidy, but the internal environment is not that flattering.

Opening the door to the apartment, a stench of rotten food, drunken vomit, and leaf smoke hit your face.

This building can accommodate at least twenty times more people than originally designed.

Even so, it's much better than over there on the east coast.

It was already a literal hell over there.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, most people have already fallen asleep at this time. The apartment building is dark, and you can hear thunderous shouts through the door, as well as the sour smell of feet that you have not bothered to wash after a day's work.

Li Mumu didn't know which room Winstie was hiding in, but as long as the address was correct, he could always find the real owner.

At this time, there are no other clues and I can only trust my years of gaming experience.

Since Winston was able to find this place, he must have discovered something.

First floor, second floor... Li Mumu lay on the door panel and listened carefully to judge the situation indoors.

Workers who have worked hard all day, as well as immigrants who have not yet found a job, usually sleep deeply and snore loudly.

The louder the sound, the more frequent it is, which proves that the people inside are sleeping soundly and have no worries.

After reaching the top floor, Li Mumu vaguely saw a glimmer of light and heard the sound of someone speaking.

The door to the rooftop was ajar, and someone lit a bonfire on the rooftop.Masked men in white robes sat around the campfire.

A priest, also wearing a hood, was holding a black book in his hand and standing beside the campfire to preach.

Li Mumu looked along the crack in the door. At first, she thought what he was holding was a Bible, but then she looked carefully and it seemed that it was not as thick as a Bible.

It looks like an ordinary notebook.

However, the expression on the pastor's face was as exciting and crazy as if he was high.
(End of this chapter)