The Scavenger City is full of weirdness.
On the streets, there were groups of people in twos and threes, exuding a powerful aura.
Everyone here is qualified to compete for the position of captain when they return to Shangjing City, and their fighting style is more fierce. They are fighting on the tip of a knife, which is far from the flowers in the greenhouse.
But there are obviously many people walking in the waste-scavenging city, and there are even some shops open in the two rows, but...
Silence fell.
Everyone has a tacit understanding to keep quiet, and at most they will whisper a few words when buying and selling in the shop.
In each shop, there is only one young man. He is not very old and does not seem to have any energy fluctuations on his body. He is just like an ordinary person.
But those powerful scavengers had no intention of robbing shops.
It seems that he is afraid of something.
Wang Ye appeared on the street as a new face and quickly attracted the attention of many people. However, unlike at the city gate, they only glanced at Wang Ye and then shifted their attention.
There is an unwritten rule in Scavenger City.
Outside the city, life or death does not matter.
In the city, it is forbidden to make loud noises and kill animals.
Although there is no explicit rule, those who violate the code have died under mysterious circumstances.
In this life, Wang Ye came to the Scavenger City for the first time. He looked around curiously and found that all the shop assistants were slightly pale, their bodies were stiff, and their eyes were dull.
as if...
There is no breath of life.
A puppet?
Wang Ye thought for a moment and kept looking for the No. 7 grocery store on the street.
The search process was much easier than he expected. He went deep into an alley. In the most corner of the alley, there was a relatively dilapidated shop with a incomplete plaque hanging on it that read: "Grocery Store No. 7."
Secretly writing down the location of the grocery store, Wang Ye looked at the time. There were still two hours until eleven in the morning.
Judging from the post office's intentions, I should be able to put down the box and leave directly.
But there should be something stopping him. He must rush out of this ordinary-looking shop before twelve o'clock.
After roughly clearing his thoughts, Wang Ye entered the grocery store.
After all, this will be his home court in two hours. If you explore the route in advance, you will have greater certainty.
What's a little strange is that in all the shops outside, no matter their size or the type of business, there is always a waiter, but this one...
Empty.
Even the shelves in the grocery store were empty, as if they had been abandoned for a long time.
But if the grocery store is abandoned, the counter, floor, including tables and chairs are as clean as new, with obvious signs of cleaning.
Of course, if the address given by the post office looks ordinary and normal, it will look a little strange.
Carefully observing the furnishings of the store, there was only a distance of five meters from the counter to the door. Although there was a square table and four chairs in the middle, at Wang Ye's current speed, if he wanted to rush out, even if he took a detour, he would still be able to escape. It only takes a second.
It's hard to imagine what he will encounter next, so that the post office can give him an hour to escape.
Behind the counter, there is a wooden door, locked by an old bronze lock.
Judging from the layout, it seems to be connected to the backyard.
The rest of the place is not much different from other stores.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door.
A middle-aged man who looked very frail, wearing an old white robe, walked into the grocery store.
Wang Ye's eyes flickered slightly, he took two steps back and stood aside without saying a word.
The middle-aged man with fair skin and a bit of scholarly air gracefully came to the counter and looked inside.
Then he looked disappointed and turned around to leave.
As if he had just discovered Wang Ye, a hint of joy flashed across the middle-aged man's face, but he did not speak. Instead, he nodded lightly to Wang Ye and exited the grocery store.
He watched everything silently until the middle-aged man left. Sweat continued to drip down Wang Ye's forehead, and his whole body became a little weaker.
Just now, when the middle-aged man entered the grocery store, a powerful pressure filled the room. Under this terrifying aura, Wang Ye spent a lot of energy even if he moved.
That person...
It's really scary.
Recalling all the actions and emotions of the man since entering the door, Wang Ye slowly exited the grocery store.
There are still two hours until eleven o'clock.
Maybe this mission is more dangerous than I thought, and I need to make more preparations.
…
Shangjing City.
The sky gradually became darker, and the clouds formed a strange vortex shape, and the center point of the vortex was pointed at the community where Wang Ye was located.
A private house.
"Coming soon!"
"The address has been locked, Donghua District, Happy Community!"
An old man who looked like a farmer took a long puff of his pipe. His originally honest face looked a little gloomy: "This mission was personally assigned by several big shots in the village. If it fails, we don't have to go back." .”
The middle-aged woman with a silk scarf on her head nodded seriously: "I heard that the Buddhists and people from Daocheng are also involved. It might be a bit difficult for just the few of us."
Two other young men, a man and a woman, nodded in agreement, with the same solemn expressions.
The old man frowned and hesitated for a long time: "At the critical moment, I will ask the inspector to take action. Moreover, the top leaders of Tianzhu also have our people."
After listening to the old man's words, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became relaxed again.
…
"This time it is related to the general election of Buddha. Although the host cannot take action due to the overall situation, his vajra has been passed on to you. I believe that with the power of the vajra, you will definitely come out on top in this operation."
Huating Hotel.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a handsome young man stood with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, the bald middle-aged man said respectfully.
After being silent for a long time, the young man said calmly: "If the host can give me the vajra, will the other old guys watch the people they support break in?"
"It's just that everyone maintains a tacit understanding secretly. If I believe that I can crush them with the vajra, I'm afraid I will be the first to die."
"However, even so, this generation, I, Ananda, will still suppress them forcefully."
A strong self-confidence radiated from the young man's body.
The middle-aged bald man became more and more respectful, clasping his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
In Shangjing City, there are several places and several young people, all exuding a strong aura.
