Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

Seeing others suffer misfortune often makes one feel happy.

If I can't help it, I'll even burst out laughing.

This is an interesting psychological phenomenon.

After leaving the manor for a while...

Fan Xiao's faint smile faded, and his expression turned somewhat somber.

The purpose of this fundraising is to obtain information about the "Psychic Organization".

If there's an opportunity during this process, take the opportunity to complete the assassin assessment.

Yes, the assessment is just a side effect; the former is the main focus.

At this moment, his heart was already filled with the desire to "find the truth".

Exploring the past.

The pursuit of the "older sister"...

I hope the answer to the question that has troubled me for nine years will be as I wish.

Or rather, they hope for a happy ending.

Otherwise, he might get really angry.

……

The sea of ​​flowers, filled with pansies and seemingly connected to the starry sky, is the most magnificent attraction in Zone 001.

As a result, Roman City has gained high visibility among the megacities in Zone 001.

Because countless tourists come here every year, both from the local area and from other areas, this place has gradually become the face of the megacity.

But Roman City is not all glamorous.

On the other side, in the opposite direction from the sea of ​​flowers, there is a vast area where all kinds of facilities are extremely old.

It is a mix of a dozen or so city blocks, without exaggerated skyscrapers, airships, or colorful neon lights.

It's like a small, incongruous patch of gray on a piece of colored paper.

Compared to the bustling main urban area, this place is like a slum forgotten by advanced civilization.

Housing is cheap, and the cost of living is low, with various shops selling inexpensive food opening up here—as a result, many people of low quality gather here, and public security has always been a concern.

There have even been instances where robots on duty have been dismembered and sold for money.

Its name is Wayne Street.

"This should be the place."

Fan Xiao looked at the bungalow in front of him, went up and knocked on the door.

He came to this neighborhood for a rather complicated reason.

About two hours ago, he left his hotel, intending to try some local delicacies in Roman City.

While walking down the street, he was handed a flyer.

The flyer introduced a newly opened restaurant.

Among the dazzling array of exquisite food pictures, he took a liking to the signature dish called "Seven-Colored Shrimp".

The seven-colored shrimp is not a shrimp with seven colors on its body, but a large shrimp that has been fed pansies for a long time and can emit a faint floral fragrance.

His interest was piqued, so he took a taxi to the restaurant.

Upon arrival, he discovered he had been tricked.

It's just a small, run-down restaurant with very casual decor.

Its only advantage is its affordable price.

But does he seem like someone who's short of money?

As for the seven-colored shrimp... it's made by crushing pansies into juice, pouring it into water and stirring it, then soaking the shrimp in it for a while before taking them out.

The claims that it requires feeding for a long time, has a low survival rate, or is extremely rare are all false.

As soon as he entered the store, he heard a customer complaining that the seven-colored shrimp tasted neither fish nor fowl.

Even if you give it to a dog, it won't eat it.

But...it has come.

Just consider this today's bad luck.

He could only find a seat by the window, ordered some dishes, and waited.

As he waited, a crash—an out-of-control minibus smashed through the window and drove straight toward him.

Perhaps it was out of habit, but he calmly and quickly erected his "dustless shield" to block the oncoming car.

After a loud crash, the front of the bus caved in and was forced to stop. Chaos erupted inside the bus as many people were injured by the force of the impact, suffering head injuries and bleeding.

He went forward to check the situation and start rescuing the people.

At this moment, a kind-hearted middle-aged man walked over and joined him in the rescue work.

During this process, because he squatted down several times, his "001 partition version phone" accidentally fell out of his pocket.

As luck would have it, the middle-aged man also dropped his phone.

After picking up the phone, the two continued to focus on the rescue work.

The restaurant that was damaged in the crash is temporarily unable to operate.

Coincidentally, after helping out, he wasn't in the mood for the seven-colored shrimp, so he went back to the hotel to order takeout on his phone.

However, when he tried to unlock it, he realized... he had picked up the wrong phone.

They must have been focused on the rescue and their attention wasn't on this matter, so they confused it with that middle-aged man.

The other person's phone is the same model as his.

At that moment, the middle-aged man called.

After some conversation, the other party gave them their address.

Because the middle-aged man was unavailable, he took the initiative to go to him.

We eventually found this Wayne neighborhood.

The other party lives in the bungalow in front.

Soon, the door opened, and the middle-aged man came out.

After exchanging a few words with him, Fan Xiao and Fan Xiao exchanged their phones back.

"This is the first time I've ever heard of a place like this in Roman City."

Fan Xiao looked around, his expression and tone both showing some emotion.

In such a developed place as Roman City, there are still slums.

Is this really cyberpunk?

"Judging from your clothes... you must never have had any trouble making a living, right?" the middle-aged man said. "It's normal that you've never been here... or even heard of Wayne Street. This lousy place... I've been robbed three times already. When I have money, I'm definitely moving out!"

“Wayne Street…” Van Shaw asked, “It seems like quite a few people from other districts live here?”

When he was finding his way here, he observed the lip movements of the people living here.

The results showed that at least ten different languages ​​were observed.

This surprised him a lot.

Sector 001 has been involved in the evolution game for many years. The former nation has long since disappeared and has become the unified game government.

Languages ​​should have been standardized long ago.

People who speak different languages ​​are very unlikely to be from this area.

“There are indeed many people from other districts, but…” the middle-aged man asked suspiciously, “How did you figure that out?”

Fan Xiao smiled and said, "I work in the field of language and am an expert in lip reading."

"Lip reading...no wonder."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Actually... this is a problem left over from history."

"Roman City has always accepted immigrants from other districts. Of course, those who can immigrate from other districts basically have relatives who are players."

"Seeing that it was safe here, the players brought their families and came here."

"Players are a high-risk profession; it's perfectly normal for them to suddenly die in a dungeon."

"After they died, their relatives lost their stable source of income. Being unfamiliar with the area and unable to speak the language, they could only band together for warmth and came to live in Wayne neighborhood, where everything was cheap."

"Until they find stable employment, they'll probably have to stay here, perhaps for the rest of their lives, but..."

He shook his head: "Everyone is the same in this respect, there's no need to distinguish between this district and other districts."

"We locals are just more complete in terms of our identity than them."

"For people from other areas..."

At this point, the middle-aged man looked around and then whispered to Fan Xiao, "People from other districts don't have permanent citizenship. If they want to maintain a complete identity registration, they have to pay a fee every now and then. Those who can't afford to pay will become unregistered residents."

"If unregistered individuals like these encounter an accident, the government won't even bother to intervene."

"The Wayne neighborhood has been quite unsettled lately; I've heard that many people from other areas have gone missing."

"Xiao Fan, if you have nothing else to do, don't linger here too long. I know a lot of people who live here, so I'm not worried. But you... be careful not to get into trouble."

"Well, thanks."

Fan Xiao laughed and said, "I've been through so much this afternoon, I haven't eaten yet. Right now I just want to go back and eat, I won't linger."

After saying a brief goodbye to the middle-aged man, he left the bungalow.

I never imagined that such problems existed behind immigration.

It's impossible that players wouldn't have considered this before migrating here.

Even so, they still rushed over... their own district must be in dire straits.

Either they're being tormented by random dungeons, or... social order has collapsed, and there's absolutely no sense of security left.

It seems that any partition that does not integrate with the ninth dimension will go down the path of "chaos".

Fan Xiao collected his thoughts, turned the corner, and walked forward.

Today is the eleventh day of his accumulated good fortune, and his bad luck has begun to completely turn into "man-made disaster".

During this time, Tina "informed" him once, mentioning that people from the Special Affairs Bureau had come looking for him.

It seems that the deal between the Special Affairs Bureau and the Saintess has begun to go through the procedural stage.

Once the train and the hired player have made arrangements, the delivery can begin.

Meanwhile, the Lu Xining sisters had not yet returned from the dungeon.

Of course, he wasn't worried about the two sisters' safety.

The older sister is highly intelligent, and the younger sister is lucky. When these two girls work together, there aren't many challenges that can stump them.

If you encounter a survival-type D-rank dungeon, the time to clear the dungeon is generally around seven days.

It could also take longer.

In addition, the flow of time can be adjusted, so it may be fast or slow, and it is normal to return a while later.

Fan Xiao didn't pay much attention to this matter.

"Black top, khaki undershirt, that's him, take him with you!"

Suddenly, as he passed by a house, Fan Xiao heard voices coming from the second floor.

Two men suddenly jumped out of the open window and rushed toward Fan Xiao.

"..." Fan Xiao: "Don't make a move yet! I'll just pass by."

The two men who rushed over ignored his nonsense, their eyes flashing coldly as they reached out to grab him.

At that moment, another man jumped from the second floor.