Chapter 492, Black Market

“The person you like,” Zhou Yingxue looked at Ren Xiaosu, “is Yang Xiaoguan, right?”

Ren Xiaosu was silent and did not answer this question.

However, she heard Zhou Yingxue say, “If it’s Yang Xiaoguan, then I admit that she’s indeed prettier than me, but didn’t you leave Barrier 88 together with Yang Xiaoguan, why didn’t you see her?”

Zhou Yingxue remembered that Ren Xiaosu had gone with Yang Xiaoguan to fight bandits in the northern river valley region, and then Yang Xiaoguan had never returned.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at Zhou Yingxue, “Don’t mind your own business, during the time you were in the Central Plains, have you heard any news of the mob?”

“No,” Zhou Yingxue shook her head, “Although the thugs have been active in the Central Plains frequently in recent years, they are more secretive and organized than expected. Some people say that they are hiding behind some organization that commands them remotely, but no one knows which organization.”

“Alright,” Ren Xiaosu sighed, he had been in the Central Plains for two months, and as a result, he hadn’t found a single person yet.

The sounds of fighting in Barrier 61 finally stopped, and the stragglers got tired of watching the action in the middle of the night, only to go back to their shacks and not see themselves fall asleep, and when they woke up in the morning to go to the factory, each one of them stared at dark circles under their eyes and yawned.

But on the way to the factory with the workers, still discussing the last night’s fight with great interest, and also gleefully speculate, because of what fight.

Unlike the wall dwellers’ sad expressions, the stragglers didn’t feel that the fight had anything to do with them.

The stragglers and the wall dwellers, as if they lived in two worlds, even their positions and values were cut by a huge chasm.

Ren Xiaosu would feel a little emotional every time she saw these things, but Zhou Yingxue didn’t care about that, she only wanted to ask Ren Xiaosu, “Why is it all potatoes at once?!”

Ren Xiaosu said unconcernedly, “Make do, it’s good to have potatoes.”

Saying that, Ren Xiaosu untied the rope for Zhou Yingxue and stuffed two boiled potatoes into Zhou Yingxue’s hands, while Zhou Yingxue took advantage of this rare free time to hurry up and move her joints, so as to make her stiff joints flexible again.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu was still rambling on, “You asked me yesterday, how could a Transcendent live in a market town? It’s because I was originally an exile. You’ve only had two meals of potatoes now and you think you can’t eat any more, but you don’t know that the stragglers in the northwest and southwest sometimes can’t even eat potatoes. Who doesn’t want to eat white rice and pasta? But can they eat it?”

Zhou Yingxue froze for a long time, she suddenly asked in a low voice, “You usually eat potatoes?”

“No,” Ren Xiaosu shook her head, “I usually eat at restaurants, I have money.”

Zhou Yingxue: “???”

At that time, she wanted to smash the two potatoes in her hand on Ren Xiaosu’s face, but she didn’t dare to, she really couldn’t afford it.

Zhou Yingxue coldly faced, “I want to go down to the restaurant as well.”

“I see you are thinking of farts to eat,” Ren Xiaosu laughed cheerfully: “Do you really think that people Wang’s Consortium are all rice buckets, just finished sabotage in people’s barriers, turn around and strut in the market town?”

For a while, Zhou Yingxue was inwardly sad, she was at least a Transcendent, how come she was so powerless when facing Ren Xiaosu.

In the past, in the 88 barriers, at least there were many young handsome men pursuing her, and she herself was also the best in the Yang’s intelligence system in terms of assassination, intelligence and infiltration, or else she wouldn’t have been able to escape from the barriers while the other A-ranked assassins were still fighting to the death in the barriers.

But it was such a transcendent who was now reduced to eating potatoes for a living.

Wait, Zhou Yingxue suddenly asked, “Where did you get the plants in this backyard?”

At this time, Zhou Yingxue finally felt that something was wrong, she had seen Ren Xiaosu let those plants spit out potatoes with her own eyes, and that scene had almost subverted her perception, weren’t potatoes grown underground?

Ren Xiaosu laughed, “It was there when I bought this house.”

“Do you think I’ll believe that?” Zhou Yingxue stubbornly said.

“That’s the seed I bought from someone else,” Ren Xiaosu laughed cheerfully.

“Nonsense, I haven’t seen anyone selling such strange seeds on the black market,” Zhou Yingxue frowned.

“Black market?” Ren Xiaosu became interested instead, “Is there a black market in this Central Plains?”

“Have you never seen a black market?” Zhou Yingxue froze for a moment, “No matter where there would be this kind of underground trading place ah, selling things that are contraband.”

“Are there any treasures that fly in the sky, or any legendary magic weapons? Isn’t this the Age of Transcendents?” Ren Xiaosu asked in novelty.

“None of the things you mentioned,” Zhou Yingxue rolled her eyes, “The key transactions there are arms and medicines, as well as pre-catastrophe technologies dug up from who knows where by various small groups, and lastly, intelligence transactions. That earliest cell phone I had, I also bought it on the black market.”

Ren Xiaosu let out an oh, “A cell phone for a peripheral killer can still be bought on the black market? How much does a cell phone cost ……”

“A half a million dollars!” Zhou Yingxue said.

Ren Xiaosu was shocked for a moment, “So expensive? The pay for a D-ranked mission is only 20,000 dollars!”

“But if you promote to level C, you’ll earn it back by doing five missions,” Zhou Yingxue said, “And part of this cell phone is not bought by killers, but some big shots who are in a state of hostility with Anjing Temple bought it for self-defense, and even though you can’t see the A-level missions, the B-level and below B-level can be see it, and if Ankyoji releases a mission, they can make preparations in advance.”

“Huh, so Anjing Temple doesn’t know about this?” Ren Xiaosu wondered.

“They don’t seem to care,” Zhou Yingxue said.

“What else is on the black market?” Ren Xiaosu asked.

“That’s right, there are also many assassins who live on the black market for long periods of time, because there are the safest hotels there, and when Anjing Temple releases collaborable missions, the assassins can be led through the hotels to become a small group, and disband after carrying out the mission,” Zhou Yingxue said, “For example, the mission on ledge 63 the day before yesterday, or or yesterday’s mission at Barrier 61, all of them can be accomplished collaboratively.”

Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized that when he saw the text message earlier, he was still thinking that those assassins usually hid their trails and did not know each other, so how could they collaborate?

It turned out that in this dark underground organization, there was another world.

Now, Ren Xiaosu was a bit interested in this black market, and wondered what level he was at in this black market killers. Moreover, there should be quite a number of A-class killers there, and even encountered people from the Anjing Temple, just think about it and you will know that it will be a place where transcendentalists converge.

He was about to complete the task of taking in Zhou Yingxue, so wouldn’t it be great if he took the skill map and went to replicate the skills? He was still quite thinking about that Sugar Thinning Painting Dragon skill.

“Two days later, you take me to the black market,” Ren Xiaosu said to Zhou Yingxue.