Chapter 290 It's Not Sweat, It's Poor
Whoosh——whoosh——
In the remote streets below, Qiao Ning's figure flew quickly in the air.
Each time it moves forward, several viscous energy threads will be emitted, firmly sticking to the next lever point, and then rapidly contracting to pull him over.
After running away at full speed for more than half an hour, Qiao Ning estimated that he was far enough away, and the energy lines scattered and landed in an alley somewhere.
Wear the eye-catching bright green cotton-padded jacket inside out, turning it into an inconspicuous dark gray color. Then you take out a fur hat from your trouser pocket and put it on. At the same time, you bend over and put down the rolled trouser legs to cover the sides of the fluorescent shoes.
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When he walked out of the alley, the trendy young man before had transformed into a passerby who didn't attract any attention.
"The man with the short hair is quite fierce, but he probably can't break through Greg's defense. I don't know where the guy has escaped, and he doesn't want to contact me...
Do you want to go to Boss Mei and ask? No, they might bring the pursuers over..."
Qiao Ning was muttering secretly when the detector sounded a "beep-beep" reminder.
It’s a message signed [Turtle and Monkey]!
His eyes lit up, this was the secret code that Greg had agreed with him.
[Don’t run around when you are temporarily out of danger. The Eagle Head Gang did not send a large number of members to chase you, which proves that the higher-ups probably don’t know about this. They are mobilizing a team of three to block your escape route.
Find a way to go to the Foreign Trade Plaza, hang out there for a while, and then get out after the limelight has passed.】
Qiao Ning had just finished reading and the information had been automatically deleted. This was a security setting to prevent the enemy from using special devices to peek into the data flow.
"I knew it! That bastard is a tortoise. He must be hiding in a corner and watching me being chased, but he didn't come forward to help me!"
Qiao Ning gritted her teeth in anger.
But then I thought about it, maybe this can be considered a part of "rehabilitation training"?
After all, honing the fit of prosthetics and implants in actual combat is a concept that Greg has always liked to instill in Qiao Ning.
Qiao Ning was skeptical about this. He had never seen Gregor in actual combat. It seemed that all the training content was specially made up to torment him...
Recalling the content of the message, Qiao Ning scratched her hair in confusion.
"Today should be the homeless trading day this week, right? The Foreign Trade Plaza must be crowded with people, and a group of three will also be recruited by the Security Department to help maintain order. Why should I go there and throw myself into a trap..."
An idea flashed in Qiao Ning's mind.
As the saying goes "the most dangerous place is the safest place", the trio would most likely not have imagined that he would take the initiative to run to the place with the most enemies!
Moreover, there are estimated to be tens of thousands of people gathered there now. With Qiao Ning's agility, she will definitely not be blocked when running around. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
After making up his mind, he turned up the collar of his cotton-padded jacket, turned onto the main street, and followed a group of workers who had just finished work at noon, strolling towards the Foreign Trade Plaza.
Trading days are one of the few times when wanderers can legally enter Night City.
Of course, they are not qualified to go deep into the city and can only move around in the limited area of the Foreign Trade Plaza on the lower floor, either setting up stalls to sell their own goods, or going to designated shops to buy items necessary for daily life.
However, those who will participate in the transaction here are basically the relatively weak and small group of wanderers, who can only provide a small amount of low-level beast meat or mineral materials.
The highly organized homeless group often has direct contact with the large and medium-sized forces in Ye Sheng City, uses specific channels to transport higher-grade goods, and rarely comes to the Foreign Trade Plaza to crowd people.
The sellers here sell low-end goods, and the people who come to buy them are naturally the lower class people of Ye Shengdu.
Although most of the things you buy directly from homeless stalls are unprocessed and rough goods, it is cheap!
Even if you have to pay a transaction tax when buying and selling here, the overall price is lower than buying finished products from the market in the city. It just requires you to spend time processing it yourself.
The time of poor people is not valuable at all. The little you can save when buying things counts.
If you don't save money from your teeth, Cyber Group will help you squeeze money from your bones.
Qiao Ning blended in with the crowd and gradually flowed into the Foreign Trade Plaza.
He didn't understand why his mother always came here all the time, enduring the crowds and the stench of sweat, and buying things with those vicious homeless people who stayed away from others just to get 20 to 30 yuan cheaper than in the market.
money.
Later, Qiao Ning understood that without her mother saving so little, and without her father working so hard overtime, how could he, as a child from the lower class, be equipped with an excellent implant [monkey pattern]?
Looking back now, Qiao Ning has so much sophistication that the value of just one piece taken off is comparable to all his family's belongings!
But what Qiao Ning values most will always be this seemingly low-status [monkey pattern], which contains his grief for his deceased parents.
Walking in the crowded divided lanes, listening to the quarrels of people and homeless people bargaining, Qiao Ning looked a little dazed.
The smell that poured into the nose seemed not to be the smell of sweat, but the smell of poverty.
Both buyers and sellers are making careful calculations in their minds. The former wants to buy more cheaply, while the latter wants to sell more reasonably.
But what about Cyber Group and Miracle Armed Forces?
You don’t have to do anything, just encircle such a piece of land, drive people from both sides in like animals, and fight endlessly for small profits, while they collect transaction taxes from both sides and make a lot of money!
Including those shops in the Foreign Trade Plaza, Qiao Ning would be stunned when he glanced at the price tags as he passed by.
For example, the ordinary cotton-padded jacket he was wearing would cost more than 300 yuan in a lower-level shopping mall in the city, but in the shops dedicated to homeless people in front of him, the prices were more than 600 yuan!
Wanderers often need to sell dozens of kilograms of low-grade beast meat and deduct the transaction tax to buy such a cotton-padded jacket.
They may also know that what they bought is expensive, but who said they don't have the legal status of Ye Shengdu?
No matter how expensive it is, you have to buy it. Otherwise, without warm clothes, you may freeze to death in the wilderness during the winter!
Qiao Ning stopped by the door of a shop and saw a pair of ragged homeless brothers carefully selecting among the shelves. Finally, they gritted their teeth and bought a thick cotton jacket, which cost nearly 800 yuan.
"Brother, this number is big, wear it!"
The younger brother spoke softly and looked at him who was only twelve or three years old. He tried his best to push the cotton-padded jacket to his elder brother.
The latter, who was slightly two years older, pushed him back and forcibly put it on his younger brother: "When you get older, won't you be able to wear it just right? My body is very strong and I can withstand frost much better than you!"
The younger brother still wanted to resist, but gave up after seeing his older brother's angry expression. He honestly wrapped himself in a cotton-padded jacket.
The two of them checked out and went out with distressed expressions. Qiao Ning clearly saw that the brother who claimed to be "anti-freeze" was shivering from the cold breeze outside.
Qiao Ning was silent.
When he was this age, he was still clamoring with his parents to buy new games, right?
Chapter completed!