I am a hero of the former civilization.

'The news hasn't spread yet.'

Ryan squinted slightly and saw a burly waiter walk over. He was at least two meters tall and had a cigar in his mouth.

"What would you like to drink? Would you like to sit inside or outside?"

Ryan looked the other man up and down. His white shirt was almost bursting at the seams from his muscles. He thought to himself, what kind of differential service is this?

"Sit outside, two cups of coffee, two cakes."

"Cake? We don't have that kind of effeminate food here. How about steak? We have pork, beef, and even human flesh. Take your pick."

"Beef, thank you." Ryan choked on his food, waved casually, and sat down outside. He noticed that Padofelis hadn't moved, so he looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"I'll keep an eye on them. These guys agreed to put rat meat or cat meat in the steaks to make up the difference," the girl whispered.

Are you sure they won't dox people?

“That stuff is too expensive, they can’t afford it.” Padofelis stuck out her tongue and turned to run into the kitchen.

Ryan didn't quite understand the relationships involved. He only realized that this seemingly "simple and honest" twilight street was actually quite cunning. After a moment of surprise, he sat down on the street outside.

He wasn't worried that Padofelis would run away; the girl practically wore her hunger on her face.

So I pulled out a bench and sat down, watching the pedestrians walk by outside. Drug addicts were like walking corpses, thugs were arrogant and domineering, and teenagers were playing and frolicking, actually looking for targets to pickpocket.

This place is different from Snow Prison Town; that kind of chaos is almost etched into its very bones, no wonder it produces so many talented people.

It's another new landscape; that's the advantage of pre-civilization—it richly showcases biodiversity.

Ryan said he was going to get things done, but once he sat down, it was like he was on vacation. With Sakura providing cover from thousands of miles away, he didn't need to rush at all, and he didn't even bother to go to the sanatorium.

'Who knows if Qianjie is even here? His intuition will likely spot me, and then a fight will break out, which will only delay our main business.'

In the southern wilderness of Mu Continent, he had already encountered the Thousand Tribulations. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be here, but fate is always stubborn, and Ryan dared not gamble.

Let's approach the moths drawn to the flame while simultaneously probing their true intentions.

Ryan set the tone, and soon after, Padrephilis returned, carrying a plate containing steak and coffee.

"With me watching it, this thing is definitely real. Ah, it's been so long since I've had steak."

"You didn't take the opportunity to run away?" Ryan glanced at her.

Padofelis had just placed the plate on the table when she froze, scratching her head for a long time before finally doing so.

"I was too hungry and forgot, but you're a good person, so there doesn't seem to be much need for you to run away."

"It's because even if I run away, those people will find me, and then they'll be forced to come looking for me."

"Hey, this steak is really delicious."

Ryan was both amused and exasperated as he watched Padofelis cut the meat into small pieces, quickly stuff them into her mouth, and then a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

He had seen that expression on Alicia's face before, and Ryan couldn't help but cross his arms: "You don't seem like someone from Twilight Street."

"What makes it seem unnatural?"

"Being too happy is pointless. Look at the people on the street; those pickpockets aren't much older than you."

Padofelis propped her head up and quickly stuffed the last piece of steak into her mouth. She then secretly glanced at the other plate of steak and was even happier when she saw Ryan push it towards her.

"I've survived this long mostly because of good luck. I almost died or got caught several times, and then I gradually understood—" The girl picked up her knife and fork and answered without hesitation:

Good luck is a friend of laughter!

Being optimistic because of good luck, and being lucky because of optimism? That's truly pure metaphysics...

Ryan laughed too. This Pathophilis was quite easy to deal with. A meal was enough to build a relationship. She probably also had an intuition, like a smart stray cat that could tell which human was well-intentioned and which was a cat abuser.

"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this, but I'll give you an explanation after this is resolved."

Explain? Uh, the steak was so delicious, I almost forgot she was here to do something dangerous.

Padofelis's expression froze, and she hesitated before speaking, "I'm very weak, can I not participate in the battle? Don't worry, I'll stay far away, I absolutely, absolutely won't get in the way."

That expression practically screamed cowardice, almost making Ryan lose his composure. Luckily, the hood had a delay effect, so he managed to keep it steady.

"Just lead the way. I'll stay on Twilight Street for a while, and then I'll go to your house."

"Go to my house?"

"Well, I don't want to stay in a hotel. There's too much trouble here, and a lot of people are bound to be killed. But I've already achieved my goal, so I'll try to avoid getting blood on my hands."

But my house is very dilapidated, and there are still a lot of treasures that haven't been hidden away.

Padofelis couldn't bring herself to say it; she was still somewhat afraid of Ryan. In Twilight Street, it was only natural for the weak to obey the orders of the strong.

Just as I was scratching my head trying to figure out how to refuse, I heard a commotion and instinctively turned around.

Across the street, several men and women were thrown out of a house, huddled together, enduring punches and kicks. The burly man in the lead spat and, satisfied, led his men to receive the property.

No one who passed by offered help, and after inquiring, they all fled as if running away.

"This is... a Honkai disease patient?" Ryan noticed the abnormal Honkai energy reaction.

"Yeah, that's the rule in Twilight Street. If you get Honkai disease, you have to be quarantined. You can't live on the street anyway, although nobody knows if it's contagious." Padofelis was already used to it and ate meat from her plate. "Sigh, it's already a miracle that we can survive in this melting pot of Twilight Street. Nobody dares to get Honkai disease."

"What if you get Honkai disease? Are you just supposed to wait to die?"

“Not really.” Padofelis licked the sauce clean and pointed into the distance.

"There's a sanatorium there that accepts Honkai disease patients, so it's a way out. Hmm, you're not interested in that kind of thing, are you?"

“Very interested.” Ryan nodded without any attempt to hide his interest, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"I am a kind-hearted person and often do volunteer work."

Chapter 221 Yes, I'm a man.

Ryan had just said he was kind-hearted when, on his way to Padofelis's house, he killed three robbers, two human traffickers, and performed castration surgery on two rapists.

So the girl, who had relaxed, became timid again, because this seemingly pure and beautiful young woman was more vicious than any thug she had ever seen when she started killing.

There was no angry roar, no hysterical madness; she was too indifferent, taking a life was easier than killing a chicken, and her methods were beyond human comprehension.

With a flash of dark light, the burly man, over two meters tall, was cleaved in two, his blood smearing the wall like tomato sauce.

She had originally planned to trick Ryan into going to another fake house, but now she didn't dare to. She obediently led him deep into the alley and carefully removed the wall bricks.

"Is this your home?" Ryan looked around with great interest.

From the outside, it looks like a dead end, with no residents around and it's so quiet that even thieves wouldn't bother with it.

It was dusk, and several stray cats were lazily enjoying the sunlight on the wall. When they saw Padofelis return, they nimbly jumped down and meowed around her.

Then the girl took out a few cans of food, opened them, and gently stroked the cat as it ate.

Ryan looked down and saw an orange cat rubbing against his legs. He paused for a moment, then scratched its chubby chin.

meow~~

The orange cat rubbed against him even more enthusiastically, gently licking his fingers, the barbs on its tongue making Ryan feel a little itchy.

"It seems the big canned food really likes you."

"Big cans?"

"Hmm, its name, this is Little Canned Food, this is Brown Canned Food, this is Lazy Canned Food..." Padofelis introduced the stray cats one by one, a proud smile on her face.

Why are they all called canned food?

"Because I almost starved to death once when I was a child, and my cat teacher threw down a can of food, I've called all cats 'canned food' ever since."

Ryan was silent for a moment. Compared to his childhood, he was a prodigy, at least he didn't have to struggle to survive like Padofelis.

"You seem to be unafraid of me again?"

"Well, being trusted by them means at least you're a good person who won't kill indiscriminately. Don't underestimate these canned animals; even if a thief runs into an alley, they'll come running to warn you. They won't rub against your legs."

Good people? It's hard for me to explain. Even the most brutal villains on Dusk Street combined might not have killed as many people as I have.

Ryan chuckled self-deprecatingly, cradling the heavy orange cat in his arms and feeling its fluffy tail brush against his face.

"Hurry up and go inside. It wouldn't be good if your secret base were discovered."

"Hey, come quick, come quick! No white cans allowed in. You always treat my precious things like scratching posts."

Meow!

The white cat meowed in dissatisfaction, leaped onto the wall, turned its rear end towards Padofelis to display its weapons, and then, after hearing someone's teeth grinding, gracefully jumped into a tree.

"Hmph, that white canned food just won't listen. It's a pity we don't have the resources here, otherwise we'd kill it sooner or later."

"Do these cats make you feel good?"

"Of course, they are all our partners. Whenever we get injured or sick, we have to rely on them to take care of us. Every time they anxiously run around us, we immediately feel strong."

Isn't this just like asking for help when you're hungry? It's a conditioned reflex.

Ryan's rationality automatically provided a scientific explanation, but unlike Mebius, he didn't say it out loud. He wasn't sure if animals had spirits because there was a girl in front of him who looked like a cat.

She lowered her head slightly and crawled through the hole, taking a casual glance inside while Padofelis blocked the entrance.

This is a house without doors or windows. A few rays of the setting sun shine through a hole in the roof and fall into basins of varying sizes, which are used to catch rainwater.

The room was dark and cluttered. He saw a pile of canned goods and boxes full of coins. On the other side were several boxes with the words "Black Blood Gang Property, anyone who touches it will die" painted on them in blood-red paint.

"That is?"

"Ah, they were all borrowed boxes; I just used a little trick."

It was stolen.

Ryan, too lazy to call her out, suddenly remembered something and looked around the room again: "Hey, where's your wanted poster?"

"What arrest warrant? I'm a legitimate businessman, a law-abiding citizen!" Padofelis's lips twitched, and she quickly covered the box with a cloth. Then, seeing Ryan's sharp eyes, she licked her lips guiltily.

"Occasionally, I mean occasionally I do some small things, but I don't hurt anyone, nor do I take everything for myself."

"Then why did you steal it?"

"It's lending, lending the things of the rich to the poor, so that everyone is happy, isn't that great?"

"I understand. She's a righteous thief. Be careful, or she'll be targeted if she makes a mistake. In filth, the pure are hated even more." Ryan had a habit of lecturing when he saw this little girl.

"It's okay, we have a boss to protect us..." Padofelis said, but then she became deflated. She suddenly realized that even with a boss, she couldn't be protected.