Life Dungeon Game

While He Ao was pondering, the old man eating bread next to him put down his bread, looked at He Ao, and whispered, "Someone as neatly dressed as you is bound to...

"Old man, can't even free bread shut you up?"

As he was speaking, a sharp-tongued young man's voice came from not far away.

He Ao looked up and saw two young men wearing simple vests, covered in various tattoos, with messy hair, who looked like gang members walking over.

They glanced at He Ao; the young man on the left pulled a rusty steel rod from his waist and slapped it in his hand.

"Old man, did you greet us before coming to our territory? Did you pay the toll?"

"This seems to be a public area?"

Jiaxi glanced at the two of them and asked in a slightly childish voice.

"Wow, this little baby has quite a temper,"

The young man on the right also pulled out a steel rod, glanced at Jiaxi, and said, "Kid, if your grandpa doesn't give you enough toll money today, you're not leaving."

"Thanks, old brother."

He Ao glanced at the two people but ignored them. Instead, he thanked the old man sitting on the ground, got up, took his granddaughter's hand, and turned around as if to walk towards the SUV.

"Old thing!"

The young man on the left looked at He Ao as he turned around and realized that he had been ignored.

He raised the steel rod, gripped it with both hands, and smashed it down on the back of He Ao's head.

If this blow landed, even a normal elderly person would be half-dead, if not killed.

Meanwhile, the other young man on the right simultaneously raised his hand to grab Jiaxi.

"careful!"

The old man, who was sitting on the ground eating bread, glanced at the bread in his hand, then suddenly moved his body and lifted his leg, trying to trip the young man on his left. However, his body was too weak, and before he could move, the young man on his left easily jumped over him.

The young man didn't even look at him. Instead, he raised the steel rod high and, with a ferocious and excited expression, smashed it down on the back of He Ao's head.

Everything happened so fast that the old man sitting on the ground stared wide-eyed at the steel rod. He wanted to pull He Ao up, but he was completely powerless and could only try his best to reach out to Jiaxi beside him.

scandium--

The sound of metal colliding with metal rang out instantly.

To the astonishment of the homeless old man, the cracked cane suddenly appeared on the steel rod as if by teleportation. The cane's handle caught the steel rod, and then it was pulled forward with great force.

The young man gripping the steel rod was suddenly pulled forward by the force, and was thrown into the air. His head hit the base of a lamppost in front of him, blood gushed out, and he died.

Meanwhile, Jiaxi released He Ao's hand, took a step back, turned around, and her small body bumped into another young man who was rushing towards her.

Her petite shoulders and the young man who was thrown forward by inertia

Their chests and abdomens collided, and with a crisp sound of bones breaking, the young man was sent flying, crashing into a wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and losing consciousness.

The old man, holding water and bread in his hands and with his legs dangling in mid-air, stared blankly at the scene.

Even the echo of his shout of "Be careful!" still lingered in the air before the battle was over.

Seeing the old man's blank stare, Jiaxi straightened her small clothes, gave him a cute smile, and then went back to take He Ao's hand.

Not far behind the two, several children pulled out slingshots from somewhere, aimed them at each other, and then quietly put the slingshots away.

"Well done."

He Ao patted Jiaxi's head, praising her for her counterattack.

At the same time, Jiaxi reached out and tugged at his sleeve, glancing behind her.

He Ao turned around and followed his granddaughter's gaze.

From their current vantage point, they have a better view of the entire street.

The recent battle has jolted most of the homeless people out of their daze.

There are quite a few children among them.

He Ao had just noticed that some children seemed to be preparing to help them with slingshots, and it seemed that the two young men hadn't treated these homeless people very well either.

However, after the two young men were dealt with, the children recovered from their intense emotions.

Some of them huddled at the edge of the wall, while others leaned against the tents. Their gaze followed the spot where He and Ao had just stood and landed on the old man sitting in the corner.

I saw the bread that the old man hadn't finished eating.

A faint sound of swallowing saliva drifted through the air.

"grandfather."

Jiaxi raised her head and looked at He Ao.

"Go."

He Ao looked at her with a smile, and he vaguely realized what his granddaughter was about to do.

Jiaxi nodded, then ran to the SUV, opened the back door, and pulled out a rusty biscuit box from under the back seat cushion.

This is a cookie box he brought back from the Green Olive neighborhood.

Then she took He Ao and ran back to the supermarket where they had just bought the bread, took out the blood-stained coins, and exchanged them all for large loaves of bread.

Then, holding the bread she had traded, she tore each large loaf into several smaller pieces and distributed them to the children on both sides of the street.

Among these children, some accepted the bread blankly, some said thank you under the guidance of their fathers, mothers, or elders, some remained silent, and some tried to refuse.

But in the end, Jasmine distributed as much bread as possible to each child.

When Jiaxi returned to He'ao's side, He'ao gently put his arm around his granddaughter's shoulder.

At that moment, he also realized what information he had just overlooked.

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Chapter 673 High-Rise Buildings and Shadows (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

In fact, the methods of obtaining information do not necessarily have to be based on legitimate means of collection.

After all, this information is not intended for legitimate activities.

Based on this, obtaining the information provided by Blood Wolf becomes quite simple.

Smart devices now have advanced camera technology. They only need to send people to the relevant areas and get close to these homeless people to obtain their photos, gender, and information about their active areas.

Of course, the information obtained in this way may be somewhat disordered, and in the case of covert filming, it is not always possible to capture a full frontal view.

Judging from the old man's answer to He Ao, these homeless people are actually quite vigilant. The sudden approach of a stranger, who then lingers in front of each person in detail, is likely to arouse the vigilance of the entire group.

Moreover, this method cannot collect the names of homeless people.

So, is there any way to collect photos and names of homeless people one by one without arousing suspicion?

Yes, there is such a method. The homeless can line up one by one to register their names. While they are registering, a camera can be placed at the front of the line so that the image of each homeless person can be clearly captured.

But these homeless people certainly wouldn't be idly queuing up to register their names.

Then we need to offer some 'rewards' to attract homeless people to register.

However, if homeless people are offered a reward for registering their names, it will inevitably raise their suspicions and make them question the purpose of the registration.

At this point, we need to rephrase the method of awarding rewards based on registered names.

For example, charitable distribution.

When homeless people receive charitable items, they need to register their names.

This is actually quite common in federal charitable distributions, and the list of names can serve as evidence that a charitable organization has indeed carried out charitable distributions.

Therefore, most charitable organizations require recipients of charitable goods or their managers to sign and register the receipt.

In the distribution of charitable items to the homeless, some charitable organizations use smart cameras for facial recognition to prevent the same homeless person from receiving the same charitable items repeatedly.

These cameras can naturally capture clear facial information of homeless people.

Although these charities claim they will not keep photos of homeless people due to privacy concerns, it doesn't really matter whether they keep photos or not for homeless people who have already sold their passports and bank cards.

The homeless also generally don't pay attention to whether the charity has cameras.

Some charitable organizations even use robots for distribution.

What He Ao just overlooked was actually the information about charity distribution.

It wasn't until Jiaxi distributed bread to each of the homeless children that He'ao's memories of charitable organizations were triggered, making him recall these things.

The third official character, Roy, had a past as a wanderer.

If Evolution chooses to use charitable organizations as a disguise, it can not only effectively conceal its purpose, but also, at a low cost, use simple bread and water to get homeless people to willingly deliver information to its door.

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He Ao squatted down again, looked at the old man whose face was still full of surprise, and asked slowly, "Old brother, are there many charitable organizations here?"

When He Ao arrived, there were homeless people eating bread, which proves that a charity organization had just been there.

"Many, many more are coming,"

The old man came to his senses, glanced at He Ao, and said in a hoarse voice,

"There are more people who come than they bring. Every time they come, there are huge crowds of people queuing up, but usually all the food is gone after only a short distance in the queue."

"So every time, everyone has to rush to line up. Those who get to the front have a chance to get food, while those who don't go hungry. Those so-called charitable organizations come and go like a fleeting visitor. Every time, it's different people with different names. They come to take a picture, hand out some things, and then leave."

He looked up and glanced around. Apart from the bread that Jiaxi had just given out, there were actually very few people holding bread in their hands on this street.

He turned back and continued, "So, do these charitable organizations require names to be written down?"

Yes,

The old man seemed to have calmed down a lot. He took a bite of bread and said, "The people at the front of the line have to write down more than a dozen names. If they can't write them all down, they won't get any food."

He did the work of a dozen people, even though he was only supposed to do it for one person.

It seems that the charity sector in St. John City is in a state of chaos, but this chaos is actually detrimental to the Evolutionary's ability to gather information.

Evolution requires gathering information from as many people as possible; providing food to only a small number of people satisfies their need for information gathering.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "Are there any charitable organizations that bring large quantities each time, enough to distribute to almost all the homeless people, and that don't require each person to fill out a lot of names?"