Chapter 290: Being a pest and deciding to join the game...

"I'm really sorry. Our boss has been delayed by something. We may have to wait a little longer. How about... I take you to rest first?"

The alien from before came back about an hour later and said to Zheng Yu respectfully. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

Ever since he learned that Zheng Yu was a "big customer", this foreigner who had a fierce face before had completely changed his attitude.

If you have money, you are a master, let this foreigner show it vividly.

"OK."

Zheng Yu didn't have any objections. He just wanted to take a look at the living conditions of the aliens in Sand City.

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The place where the aliens live in Sand City is not far behind the factory.

Zheng Yu saw from the map that the place where foreigners live is located at the very edge of Sand City, right in the center of the factory, with the rich area on the far right, separated by a red fence area in the middle.

Zheng Yu asked curiously: "So, what is the significance of the existence of the red fence area?"

This question was not answered by the alien who led the way. The alien handed Zheng Yu a thick mask.

"Put this on."

Zheng Yu took the mask and said it was a mask, but it was more like... a gas mask.

Before Zheng Yu could ask, after the carriage entered the street, he smelled a pungent smell, which smelled a bit like disinfectant.

Very strong and pungent disinfectant smell.

Zheng Yu quickly put on the mask.

Mark was not affected. Although Mark could eat and even had a sense of taste, he was not affected by the gas.

"Smells so strong?"

Faced with Zheng Yu's dissatisfaction, Yizu explained: "There is nothing we can do. Many people have fallen ill recently."

Get ill?

Zheng Yu saw aliens wearing black clothes on the street, holding large sprayers and spraying thick fog on the ground and in the air.

The pungent smell is caused by these thick fogs.

Thick fog fell on the ground, accumulating into a large number of white traces. When the carriage passed the queue for spraying disinfectant and passed through the white fog, Zheng Yu saw a scene that made him frown.

There were corpses covered with white cloth lying on the ground.

The person sitting slumped next to him must be the relative of the corpse, his eyes dull and lifeless.

When Zheng Yu's carriage passed by, a group of dirty children rushed over and stretched out their hands to get on the carriage.

Snapped!

"roll!"

The foreigner whipped the child's hand that was pressed against the car window, and blood immediately splattered everywhere. However, the children did not shout. They just covered their bleeding hands, looked at the foreigner with resentful eyes, and retreated.

"plague?"

Seeing so many dead people, Zheng Yu's first thought was the plague.

Zheng Yu asked the foreigner leading the way, "What disease do they have?"

"have no idea."

The foreigner avoided Zheng Yu's eyes and said directly.

Zheng Yu understood immediately. He knew it, but he didn't want to say it.

The further you go deeper into the street, the fewer bodies there are that die from this disease, but the number of aliens walking on the road is also decreasing.

The foreigner who led the way took Zheng Yu to a single-family building that looked a bit like an inn.

There are no waiters or pay desks in the inn.

Very old stairs, but wiped clean.

"There is hot water here. You can choose the room yourself. I recommend the third room on the third floor. It has better views and lighting."

"I have arranged for someone to replace the bedding and water cup with new ones. You can use them with confidence."

This foreigner is very familiar with the reception process. It seems that he has done this kind of thing often. This inn is also likely to be a room that used to receive smugglers, and was prepared by the foreigners alone.

"Then I won't bother you."

Mark looked at the alien’s leaving figure and said mockingly:

"Don't tell me, this person's attitude changes really fast. Before, he was still acting like I'll kill you if you don't pay me, but now he's acting like this. You humans can change your attitude faster than you can flip through a book."

Zheng Yu shook his head, "It's not that he's quick to turn against you, but... this is his job."

"If my guess is correct, the boss of the foreign race should have already been angry with the Lord of Sand City."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to leave us here."

"Originally, I thought about buying it for zero yuan and testing the strength of the alien boss. Now it seems that they will not contact us for a while."

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Zheng Yu followed the recommendation of the foreign team leader and went to the third room on the third floor. The view was indeed wide. In an area of ​​simple small rooms with only one floor, this three-story inn could basically see most of the room. Alien living area.

He didn't stay in the room for a long time, and he didn't even eat the food sent by the alien race. He took Mark directly into the living area of ​​the alien race.

"I am a skeletal creature and I am not afraid of getting sick. Aren't you afraid?"

Mark looked at a dead alien on the ground and asked Zheng Yu worriedly.

Zheng Yu shook his head, even took off the mask on his face, leaned over and tried to lift off the white cloth covering the body.

"You really don't want your life."

Mark complained, pushed Zheng Yu's hand away, and helped Zheng Yu lift the white cloth.

"This is the kind of thing I'm most suited to do."

"What else do you need?"

Zheng Yu pointed to the corpse's clothes and said, "Take them off."

"Tsk."

Mark made a sound of dissatisfaction, but very quickly took off the clothes on the body, exposing the skin of the chest.

There were patches of black scars exposed on the body, the least on the chest, and the scars on the shoulders gradually increased.

"Take off the gloves."

Following Zheng Yu's order, Mark took off the rubber gloves on the body...the whole palm was black.

【Remnants of the Gods】

Zheng Yu saw the system prompts on the palm of the body.

"..."

To be honest, Zheng Yu was stunned for several minutes.

The remnants of the gods!

Although the system did not provide any explanation for this thing, Zheng Yu was very familiar with the words "Shen Ming".

The fragments of Shenming in Path of Exile also have the word Shenming.

Zheng Yu thought for a long time, and then said to Mark as if he had made a decision: "This should be the secret of Sand City."

"What?"

Mark didn't react.

Zheng Yu explained: "The materials used to make skeleton equipment cannot be touched by ordinary aliens with low strength. If they are touched for a long time, they will become like this."

"The city lord of Sand City and the leader of the alien race deliberately concealed this information, making the people here think it was a strange disease similar to the plague."

"If you get sick, you need money for treatment. Foreign races need to work harder to make money, and then you get sick..."

"Producing, getting sick, treating illnesses, making money... the cycle goes on in sequence."

Mark listened to Zheng Yu's story and asked in confusion: "But will you die if you get sick?"

Zheng Yu nodded, "Yes, so to solve this problem we need to do two things. First, we need the empire to continuously send in new alien races."

"Second, unite with the foreign leaders."

Mark asked: "Why do foreigners help the people of the empire to bully their own people? I don't understand."

Zheng Yu glanced at Mark with a smile, "When there are enough benefits, why should one's own people not be their own people..."

"As the number of aliens dying increases, productivity gradually decreases."

"This kind of thing should be well known within the empire, so the people in charge of the empire will not blame the city lord of Sand City for the reduction in production."

"This also leads to the fact that they dare to smuggle this material in large quantities, and the profits from the smuggling will go into the pockets of the foreigners and the city lord."

Zheng Yu said with a smile: "Besides, I guess that most of the smuggled money will go to the empire."

mark:"……"

Zheng Yu didn't care whether Mark understood it or not, and continued: "This should be regarded as the empire's way of stabilizing the social structure."

"The money is divided between the empire, foreign leaders, and smugglers...that is, the rich."

"Bitter, the aliens will eat it all."

"The distribution is reasonable, right?"

Zheng Yu asked the silent Mark.

"You said before that the world is sick and wants to eat people. This is the way to eat people."

Although Mark was full of philosophy and rebellion before, he was actually just following the words of his former master.

He still doesn't understand why the foreign leader would stand with the empire.

Mark asked: "So what are you going to do?"

Zheng Yu said: "I didn't agree with the step-by-step customs clearance method before. After all... If I want to be promoted to the upper level of the Free Mercenary Group, I don't know how many tasks I have to complete."

"But what if... I join directly in the power game of this world?"

"Uh... I don't understand." Mark scratched his head. He found that he couldn't keep up with Zheng Yu's brain circuit at all.

Zheng Yu reached out and covered the white cloth on the body again.

Then he looked at a skeleton warrior walking towards them in the distance and said with a smile: "Since they have mistaken my identity, I will continue to act as this identity."

"The secret of Sand City is not a secret at all to the empire's senior officials, but it is still something that cannot be brought to light."

"For someone who wants to fight for power, this is a good card to play to expose the ugly side of the current emperor."

"What if... this card was played by me?"

Zheng Yu's eyes gradually became firmer. He found the only way to get through this abyss.

There is no way to truly pass the game if you are outside the game. Only by joining them can you truly understand the game.

"Some secrets are held by the empire. No wonder the previous professionals couldn't pass the level."

"In that case..."

"Then let me, a pest, completely bite this rotten world to death."

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