Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 51: Gou Gou Wants to Find a Home

"It's open, right?"

Old Wolf walked over muttering to herself, and by the time she reached Yuan Qingzhuo, Yuan Qingzhuo had already searched the three members of the Renhe group thoroughly.

Three pistols of unknown models, six fully loaded magazines, three well-made group seals, nearly two thousand yuan in banknotes of different denominations, and a pitch-black dagger.

There was even an emergency medical kit hidden in the lining of the bald man's clothes.

The medical kit contained bandages, iodine solution, small scissors and various basic pills - unfortunately he no longer had the chance to use them.

The only strange thing is that the younger brothers all have money on them, but the bald guy who is obviously the leader does not have a penny on him.

But soon, Yuan Qingzhuo figured it out.

Because in the City of the Sun, "not having cash on you" is a symbol of wealth and status.

Anyone who has a little money will have a basic chip implanted in their body, which will allow them to make virtual or electronic payments, making paper money unnecessary.

Not only is the transaction troublesome, but it is also necessary to prevent counterfeiting. It is inconvenient to carry and you may forget where you put it, and it may even be stolen.

Paper money is hard to use.

If you use a chip, you won’t have these troubles.

With a century-old giant like Utopia Credit as the credit guarantee for virtual currency, there is no need to worry about the numbers in your account suddenly turning into cold, hard numbers.

Even if you encounter a situation where paper money is needed for a transaction, there will be smart brothers who will pay for you.

"Dude, you opened it, right?" Old Wolf hit his shoulder with his fist, and asked with a hint of displeasure and curiosity: "Marina's body couldn't have crossed ten meters to get behind them in an instant. What method did you use?"

"Want to know?"

Yuan Qingzhuo became slightly familiar with the use of the pistol.

"Want to know."

Old Wolf nodded repeatedly.

"No, I think you want to get it for free!"

Yuan Qingzhuo pointed the muzzle of his last pistol at the old wolf's forehead, pretending to shoot, raised the muzzle and then retracted it: "If you want to know the method, exchange it for the corresponding knowledge."

After using Qi to remove some of the hidden injuries in his body, Yuan Qingzhuo spat out a mouthful of black blood towards the sewer outlet beside him, shocking Old Wolf for several seconds: "I have always been fair... Don't forget the bet you made with me."

"I'm not one of those guys who sells lottery tickets half an hour early. How can I deny it?"

Old Wolf sneered. She noticed the looks of the passers-by who had not yet left, and said, "I think these good brothers are definitely planning to sell Marina's personal information to the gang."

The implication was that all the remaining neighbors should be killed.

"Fuck, they can still do this. If these guys really want to think like this, are they still human beings?"

Yuan Qingzhuo cursed angrily - he really hadn't expected this.

So the next moment, he used the "farsightedness" skill on everyone.

The result was beyond Yuan Qingzhuo's expectations.

Each and every one of Marina's "good neighbors" wanted to find the Renhe Group and sell Marina's personal information for some money.

There is no exception... The most outrageous thing is that someone actually sold Marina for 100 yuan.

He smiled.

——It is indeed a city with simple folk customs.

Looking at those good neighbors who were slowly retreating, Yuan Qingzhuo raised his voice and put on a compassionate look: "Everyone, don't leave yet. I got a lot of money from these damn gangsters. Everyone can get ten dollars."

So the good neighbors gathered again.

Three minutes later.

"By the way, is there anything here that she particularly cares about? I'll bring it to her."

"How can a young homeless man without a father or a mother have such a thing?"

"Okay, let's go."

At noon, Ducat Street was crowded with people.

The dim sunlight penetrated the dust haze above the City of the Sun and fell into the outer ring area, just like the bad mood of most people walking on Ducat Street.

It was clearly noon, but she was already living like an old man. Marina hummed a song, like a child who got two thousand dollars for free, she was extremely happy.

"I thought……"

“Do you really think I’m a saint?” Yuan Qingzhuo, who had left Marina’s body, waved his knife wildly: “Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!”

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!"

How could Yuan Qingzhuo be so extreme?

Old Wolf was puzzled: "Are you a saint who turned into a cyber maniac?"

"Daily auspicious words, right?"

Yuan Qingzhuo had a sweaty face. As he was browsing the forum, he suddenly thought of a question: "What do you think Marina should do?"

The old wolf replied: "Big road, are you blind?"

"If you can't speak, you don't have to." Yuan Qingzhuo punched the funny guy and said thoughtfully: "Psychic energy, genes, machinery... First of all, don't become a cyber maniac."

Even though installing prosthetics is the fastest way to improve strength, more and more prosthetics will gradually increase the double burden on the nerves and mind.

If Susie came here, Yuan Qingzhuo might have arranged a super cyber warrior package for her directly, but Marina only has 5 points of willpower. How could she be so unreasonable?

"Then let's try all the psychic genes."

Yuan Qingzhuo raised his chin to Laolang and said, "There is no traitor. Give me some information."

The two of them were chatting in the back, while Marina was walking in front, thinking about which restaurant to go to for dinner later.

That’s right, eat!
Instead of chewing on the weird-tasting nutritional paste that you don't want to swallow even a single bite until you are about to die.

Thanks to her good 24k pure gold brother Yuan Qingzhuo, Marina can finally have a bite of hot food without having to go to the trash can after a long time.

I don’t know if it was the damn God who finally opened his eyes and gave her a good brother like Yuan Qingzhuo who is both handsome and reliable.

He is much more reliable than Lao Lang and he won't talk about killing an entire family at every turn.

In short, she should cherish him, show concern for him and maintain the relationship, and find a chance to surpass him if possible.

It must be very powerful to be able to take care of several ferocious gangsters in just a few seconds.

So, Marina suddenly asked, "How about we rent a house?"

She rubbed the thick two thousand yuan in her pocket and said, "Let's find a place that's out of the way. It only costs two or three hundred yuan a month. We can live there for a long time."

"How do you say it?"

Marina came over to the two of them and asked expectantly. She easily cleared out a no-man's land - no one wanted to stay with a mentally ill person, especially when they were not sure whether the other person was a natural person.

"I have no opinion."

Contrary to his usual behavior, the old wolf answered with a smile, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

As for accommodation... Gou Gou's first thought was to find a place to stay.

If it were him, he would definitely sell guns to make money, then buy equipment to continue making money, and finally reach the threshold of extraordinary powers such as psychic genes.

Yuan Qingzhuo thought about it over and over again, but couldn't think of any reason to refuse - because no matter what, an apartment with a security door is definitely much safer than setting up a tent on the open ground.

"彳庍口巴."

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded.

At this moment, exactly noon arrived, and the crooked loudspeaker standing by the road began playing "I Really Want to Stay at Your House", and then the revised electronic melody with a hint of vaporwave began to echo on Ducat Street.

This is a very old rule in the Outer Ring District - the organization that controls this street will play songs at noon to show that this is someone's sphere of influence.

Now this is the territory of Renhe Group, so it is natural that the leader of Renhe Group will ask his subordinates to play whatever music he wants to hear.

But since more than a decade ago, basically no one has done this.

It seems that perhaps the new leader of Renhe Group is still an old-fashioned person who likes nostalgia and retro.

Yuan Qingzhuo listened quietly to the ethereal humming voice, and looked up, but his sight could not see the sun behind the layers of haze.

He suddenly felt that, at least in the City of the Sun, the peaceful life that Marina expected would never come.

I took advantage of the spring promotion and bought a copy of "Cyberpunk: Bartender Action" to taste the authentic cyberpunk flavor.
This way we should be able to get some good stuff next week

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(End of this chapter)