The female supporting role is no longer a human being

Chapter 112 The Cannon Fodder White Moonlight in Longao Tianwen 34
Worrying that there are so many teams being targeted by Feng Shuqing, she won't be conspicuous among them.

Thinking about it, it should be quite easy to find out, but if it’s really not working, it’s no big deal to pay a little material.

Anyway, she has a lot of supplies stored in Lingzhi's space, and she has planted some vegetables, so she and Tan Zhi don't have to worry about food at all for a year and a half.

And in the past year and a half, they didn't just eat and wait to die every day, they also collected supplies continuously.

Tan Zhi's culinary talent should be very good. Under the same lack of condiments, the food she cooks tastes much better than Meng Changjin's.

After dinner, Meng Changjin noticed that the four people next to him had gone out.

Tan Zhi wanted to clean the bowl and pot first, but was stopped by Meng Changjin.

"Don't be in a hurry to wash the dishes. Let's take you to the free exchange floor." Meng Changjin directly put all kinds of pots and pans into Lingzhi's space, beckoning for Tan Zhi to follow.

Tan Zhi was indeed a little curious, so he nodded obediently, and followed Meng Changjin out the door.

After locking the room, the four people next door had already walked a certain distance, and Meng Changjin didn't get too close, relying on the spread of spiritual consciousness to stare at the four people, and fell unhurriedly behind the four people.

The elevator should not be running at this point. Anyway, Meng Changjin saw that the four of them did not wait for the elevator, but walked towards the safe passage with a clear goal.

Frowning, Meng Changjin thought about getting a watch. He could look at the sky to judge the exact time if he couldn't be outside, but there was nothing he could do if he was underground.

Not being able to grasp the specific time will make Meng Changjin feel uncomfortable.

Just go to the negative [-]th floor. If you have a watch that can tell the time, you can change it.

From the negative sixtieth floor to the negative fifty floor, there are a total of ten floors.

However, the underground bases are not too high, so the relative length of the stairs is not that long.

It's about the same as the six or seven floors on the ground outside.

In the safe passage, Meng Changjin took out some supplies from Lingzhi's space by the way, so that when he wanted to exchange things or inquire about news, he didn't have to take them directly from Lingzhi's space.

Meng Changjin still understands the principle of not exposing wealth.

Although those who are interested in money may not be her all-in-one enemy, there is no need to expose too much of her information to others.

Walking out of the safe passage, countless noisy human voices poured into Meng Changjin's ears.

This time it wasn't my superior hearing that played a role, but my arrival at the market.

There are quite a few people on the negative [-]th floor, just like a market.

Those sellers spread a random piece of cloth on the ground, placed the things they wanted to sell on the cloth on the ground, and yelled from time to time, instant noodles and bread became common currency.

All kinds of marketing talents are also emerging in endlessly, but everyone knows what they want to change, and they will never change something that they may not need at all just because of a few words. Of course, there are also some people who do not lack this material. , but this is only a minority.

Meng Changjin led Tan Zhi to walk around the [-]th floor, mainly paying attention to whether there were watches or other things.

Looking all the way, Meng Changjin found that there were basically no food sellers, but various other things emerged one after another.

His eyes swept across the stalls, and his ears received sounds from all directions.

You don't have to ask about Feng Shuqing's whereabouts, if you can hear it directly, it will save her a lot of information fees.

Of course, it depends on luck.

With luck, it might come true.

If you're not lucky, you still have to pay the intelligence fee.

Suddenly, his eyes swept across a jewelry stall, and Meng Changjin found that there were watches on the cloth spread on the floor.

Squatting in front of the stall, Meng Changjin picked up his watch and looked at it.

The second hand is still spinning, and it looks like it can still be used.

The people who set up the stall saw Meng Changjin picked up the watch, and immediately began to actively sell it to her.

Meng Changjin listened to the sales words of the other party in one ear and out the other ear, and waited for the other party to sell them endlessly for a while before Meng Changjin asked about the condition of the watch.

Meng Changjin didn't listen to the other party's various reports about how good the watch was. He just paid attention to the other party's saying that the watch could be used for decades at least.

Meng Changjin didn't know if he was exaggerating, but he looked pretty good, so he immediately talked about the price with the other party.

The other party was about to talk endlessly about the benefits of having a watch in the last days. Meng Changjin didn't want to listen any more, so he immediately interrupted the other party: "Just talk about it, don't talk so much that it's useless."

Seeing that Meng Changjin's expression was getting impatient, the stall owner immediately whispered the price.

Meng Changjin frowned slightly, feeling a little expensive.

"It's too expensive." Meng Changjin said with a frown.

"This is definitely the cheapest price on the [-]th floor." The stall owner looked distressed.

Meng Changjin didn't put down his watch, changed the subject, and asked directly, "Are you familiar with that Miss Feng?"

"Ah?" The stall owner was dumbfounded by Meng Changjin's sudden question.

You were talking about the price just now, why did you talk about that young lady in a blink of an eye?

"Do you know?" Meng Changjin asked bluntly.

"I know, I don't know much." The stall owner whispered after being stunned.

"Tell me." Meng Changjin rubbed his fingers on the dial in his hand and spoke.

The stall owner has also calmed down now, and after hearing this, he whispered: "This lady's grandfather is one of the high-level executives of the base, and her father is also a middle-level senior in the base, and at the same time is a fifth-level peak stranger.

"But this eldest lady..."

The stall owner showed an indescribable expression.

"Continue." Meng Changjin said.

"This young lady likes to be domineering by her elders. She often comes to the [-]th floor and takes away whatever she likes. The official management personnel of the base on the [-]th floor don't care. We people have no way to deal with her." The stall owner sighed.

"Have you been robbed?" Meng Changjin asked the stall owner with a look.

The stall owner had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and for a moment didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it.

What he meant was that there was an official manager on the [-]th floor, and he mainly wanted to let Meng Changjin know about this situation.

Don't rob him!

"No, I saw others being robbed." After a long time, the stall owner said.

Meng Changjin nodded, and continued: "Is there anything going on with this lady recently? To tell you the truth, I just came to the security base, so I don't dare to provoke her. I want to inquire and avoid it."

As he said that, Meng Changjin showed a bit of distress in cooperation.

The stall owner immediately believed it, while Tan Zhi, who was half-bowed while supporting his knees, twitched wildly at the corners of his mouth.

The stall owner didn't notice the change in Tanzhi's face next to Meng Changjin, and when he heard that Meng Changjin was asking about Feng Shuqing for this reason, he seriously told her what Feng Shuqing had been doing in the past few days.

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