Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"5 pesos, give me 5." The round-faced man pulled out a 5-peso bill and slammed it on the car, looking quite imposing.

Although An Ran really hoped that some rich man would use money to insult her character, 5 Bi Lu was nothing.

Although she was poor, she was still able to produce quite a few 5-peso notes.

So An Ran retorted irritably, "Are you looking for trouble?"

“That’s right, I’m here to cause trouble.” The round-faced man nodded seriously.

"..."

An Ran took a deep breath: "Two for one, buy it if you want, get lost if you don't!"

Grandpa An won't tolerate you!

"She has a big temper, I like that!"

The man with the round face gave a thumbs-up and tapped his watch; he was on a call.

"Hey, Caiyelu, come here quickly."

An Ran sneered, "Let's see what tricks you can pull. Although the people on this street are usually unreliable, they still help each other and stand together against outsiders when it matters."

After ending the conversation, the round-faced man calmly crossed his arms.

Unmoved.

A moment later, a car suddenly rushed in from outside the alley. An Ran looked over and saw that there seemed to be some large characters printed on the car.

Upon closer inspection, it reads "City Appearance and Environmental Sanitation Management Bureau".

"Ok?"

The cart stopped right in front of the handcart, and then four burly men rushed down from it.

"This is the car, take it!" the round-faced man said, waving his hand.

"and many more!"

An Ran was stunned for a moment and quickly tried to stop them, but her handcart had already been pushed away.

"Why are you taking my car away!" An Ran was furious; it was her livelihood.

The man with the round face sneered, pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, and unfolded it in front of An Ran: "Just because of this."

The paper roughly reads: "In response to the star-rated government policy, we are building a brand new Twin Moon City!"

(Detailed explanation omitted - 1000 words)

The handcart had already been loaded onto the vehicle, and An Ran immediately became anxious: "Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble? Go to hell, I'm going to fight you!"

The man with the round face stepped back, his expression unchanged: "Threatening public officials."

Then he "took off his watch" again.

"Hello, Rainbow Road, this is Leonard, calling the police!"

"..."

An Ran looked around, while the scoundrels on the colorful leaf path were all looking down at their noses, their minds at ease, and gazing at the sky.

These NPCs are inhuman!

What a rip-off!

"Waaaaah..."

The police car arrived quickly.

The door was pulled open, and four burly men crawled out from above.

"and many more……"

“We received a call from the police that you are suspected of threatening public officials and need to be detained for three days.”

An Ran was immediately lifted up.

"Damn it!" An Ran glared at Leonard. "You just wait, I'll get out of here!"

"Continue to threaten public officials, and add three days to your sentence!"

"..."

"Waaaaah..."

The police car sped away.

Chapter 08 The Cellmate Next Door

The roads in the new urban area of ​​Shuangyuecheng are very smooth.

The landscaping in the new urban area of ​​Shuangyuecheng is very well done.

The high-rise buildings in the new urban area of ​​Shuangyuecheng are quite impressive.

However, the police in Twin Moon City aren't very good drivers.

Moreover, the police station responsible for managing the old city area is not located in the new city area at all.

The police car made several turns and soon arrived at the police station.

Then Anran was thrown into a small room.

"boom!"

The iron gate was slammed shut.

An Ran immediately grabbed the window on the iron gate. The window was a bit high, and even when she stood on tiptoe, only her fluffy hair could be seen.

However, this did not stop An Ran from shouting, "Let me out! Let me out!"

"You'll be detained for six days. You can be released after six days." The police officer escorting them walked away without looking back.

All that remained was for Anran to sit silently against the wall.

A new status has appeared on her profile panel.

[Currently in administrative detention, remaining time: 5 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes, and 37 seconds]

This game is ridiculous! Why are they so meticulous about these details? Are they even giving the good and lawful NPCs a chance to survive?

Although she was arrested, An Ran wasn't worried about anything.

This is just normal gameplay. If a player violates local laws and regulations and doesn't escape, they will end up like this after being caught.

Being in this cramped and dark little room always makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Anran should have been packing up to go to Colin's repair shop to read at this time.

Now, not only have they lost their personal freedom, but even their handcart, which they rely on for a living, has been taken away by the damn city management bureau, led by Leonard.

Is this some kind of life-saving scheme? Are they trying to force her into a corner?

I originally wanted to be a good person!

Damn it, Leonard, you just wait, I'll get out of here!

……

An Ran knocked on the door, but no one answered. So she could only lie bored on the simple bed.

Today is June 2nd, and I've been in this world for two days now. If I had to say what I feel...

"Oops!"

Anran sat up on the bed.

The situation is bad. According to the trailer and some explanations in her mind, the player will descend into this world in 4 days, on June 6th. But at that time, she will still be trapped here, and many of the crazy ideas she had conceived in her mind will be impossible to carry out.

"Let me out, let me out!"

An Ran went to knock on the door again.

But this time was a little different from last time. Perhaps unable to bear her shouting, a voice suddenly came from the next room. It was a woman's voice.

"Quiet, you're disturbing my reading!"

"..."

This.

An Ran was a little confused and couldn't say anything for a moment.

Fortunately, the person on the other end continued, "Shouting your lungs out won't do any good. Once someone has committed a crime and been arrested, no one can leave early except for some special reasons. The walls of the guard cells are soundproof, and no one will come in except during mealtimes."

After listening to the useful experience shared by the neighbor, Anran immediately felt that this was a very experienced senior, either someone who had lived there for a long time or someone who had visited her three times.

"How long have you been here?" An Ran asked.

Since I had nothing better to do, I chatted with this NPC for a bit, just to get a glimpse into the game world's structure.

"It's been three days," the other party replied.

What is breakfast every day?

"Steamed buns with eggs."

What's lunch every day?

"The day before yesterday it was steamed buns, yesterday it was bread, and today it's porridge."

That bad?

"What's for dinner every day?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, but they finally answered, "Rice with side dishes."

"Oh."

An Ran nodded: "So what's the midnight snack every day?"

"Bang!" A loud sound suddenly rang out from next door, the sound of a book being slammed on the floor. "Are you ever going to stop? If you're going to ask what we're going to eat, can't you just ask all at once?"

Ordinary NPCs seem to have rich emotions and will express their dissatisfaction.