my game world

Although there is still a need to fill in forms and the like, the staff in the slums don't care if they write pseudonyms or something indiscriminately.

Especially after Zhang Yong threw a bottle of third-grade water to the opponent, the opponent turned his eyes aside, not caring what the hell he filled in.

Not long after, he came out with a bunch of keys in his hand, and searched for the address.

His residence on the slum side is in a place called [Bone Street], Room 1 in Building 109.

It used to be the residence of a certain gangster, but unfortunately, he was shot in the head last month, blood and brains were all over the floor, and the house was naturally taken away.

Unscrewing the lock and opening the door, Zhang Yong glanced back.

Inside the closed doors around him, several pairs of eyes were staring at him, as if confirming his identity or trying to attract his attention.

The staff member who handled the formalities for him warned him that it is best to change the lock immediately after entering the room, because no one knows whether anyone else in his room has a key.

Darkness is everywhere in the slums, and it is not uncommon to break into the house and kill the whole family just for a little food.

Especially Zhang Yong, who has not undergone any mechanical transformation and is a purebred human being, is regarded as a delicious meal by all these people.

"Well, there is just a lack of money and things in this world. I hope there will not be too few people coming here tonight."

Zhang Yong had some expectations in his heart.

After closing the door casually, he looked at the house.

Since it was a free house, he didn't have much expectation for it.

But to be honest, this place was quite beyond his expectations.

The room is not big, it can be said that there is only one room in the whole house.

About thirty square meters, no bathroom, no kitchen, no bathroom, just a boxy room.

The walls are covered with all kinds of disgusting graffiti, bright red and various colors of paint, swaying a strong abandoned style.

The abstract paintings seem to be mocking, but Zhang Yong can't understand this at all.

He directly released the cleaning technique with a wave of his hand, directly clearing all the paint on the entire wall, revealing the pure white wall.

There is a large bed covered with sheets in the house, and the soft mattress is quite comfortable.

But Zhang Yong felt that this thing was really dirty, so he simply burned it clean.

Then take out brand new bedding items from your space backpack.

Then, there is a dilapidated... cabin placed in the corner?

Zhang Yong walked around the cabin twice, and casually knocked on some kind of crystal screen embedded on the wall in front of him.

"Could it be the computer of this world?"

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, with great interest in it.

However, he tossed and turned here for a long time, but couldn't find the switches and how to use them. In the end, he could only sit on the edge of the bed, took out a bottle of water with some sighs, and gulped it down.

"Well, speaking of it, my bottle of mineral water seems to be classified as premium water in this world."

"One gram costs more than 100 yuan, so how much did I drink just now?"

Zhang Yongrao calculated the accounts with interest, and then burst out laughing.

For this world, he actually still has a little bit of vigilance in his heart.

Although in his opinion, individual human beings in this world are nothing, even those mechanically transformed humans are nothing more than a bunch of waste that can be smashed easily.

However, the technological development of this world is very advanced, and there are many weapons and equipment that seemed very sci-fi on the original earth.

This means that the damage of these weapons may exceed Zhang Yong's defense power. Once he is focused on fire, he may have to run for his life.

Of course, since it wasn't a mission to destroy the world, there was no need for him to confront the world's high-end force.

His goal is to kill the fallen son of the world in this world. He just needs to find him, kill him, and use the rune in his palm to leave in a cool way.

Now follow what the game world tells me, wait patiently, and wait for fate to let him meet each other.

All he needs to do is not to expose himself, otherwise it will easily arouse the vigilance of the fallen children of the world, and thus go into hibernation and never show up again.

Then in order to change jobs, Zhang Yong must stay in this world for a longer time.

"I don't know the upper limit of the force level in this world, and I don't know what effect those technological weapons can achieve."

Zhang Yong felt a little regretful. He was in the slums and couldn't get useful information at all.

The guys here are closed, without aggressiveness, like human beasts, only caring about the life in front of them.

But in this world, people in the slums seem to have to live like this.

Those who want to take a long-term view may not live to that time.

"I don't know if there is room for improvement in the slums. I need the Da'an district or the wealthy district. Only when I get there will I have more channels to get more news."

Zhang Yong pondered. If he wants to find the fallen son of the world, he needs to have a sufficiently high-end circle.

He didn't believe that this fallen son of the world would struggle in the slums.

Judging from the fact that he has existed for a long time, the identity of the other party should have reached a very high level.

Perhaps one of the top power holders is his target.

Just as he was thinking about this, a smile suddenly formed at the corner of his mouth.

The person he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared!

Chapter 205 A Disorderly Slum (1/3)

The sound of chaotic footsteps quickly rang in his ears.

A moment later, there was a violent knock on the door, the sound of knocking on the door.

Zhang Yong looked at the door, and soon saw that the doorknob turned red instantly, and then it turned into molten iron and flowed down.

then……

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and an extremely tall, mechanically modified man with most of his body made of metal walked in from the door.

He also held a strange short gun in his hand, and the muzzle was an extremely scorching light beam restrained by a certain position.

Behind the strong man, four or five men poured in. They also held weapons in their hands, but they were all cold weapons.

"Boy, let you open the door, even if you die!"

The brawny man raised his gun and cursed at Zhang Yong, "Then you can die!"

The opponent was not polite, and directly pressed the button on the handle of the gun, and the beam that was originally restrained was released by it, stretched several meters with a swipe, and pierced Zhang Yong's chest.

This group of people is too lazy to say anything, and is going to kill and rob directly.

"A disorderly slum."

Zhang Yong sighed softly, seeing the scorching light piercing his chest, he felt a burst of pain, "It's interesting, it can actually cause harm to me."

At this moment, he has always maintained the effect of protecting his true energy, which can at least defend against more than 2000 points of damage. Most weapons on the earth have no effect on him, and even those heavy weapons can hardly cause him damage.

But now, a weapon in the hands of a gangster in a slum can break the immunity of the body's infuriating energy, so what kind of terrifying technological means does the high-level people in this world have?

"The total damage is probably around 3000 points, and it just broke the damage reduction effect of the protective qi, causing about one-tenth of the damage."

Zhang Yong evaluated his defense against the force of this world, and then looked to the opposite side.

The group of robbers who broke into his home at this moment all showed expressions of disbelief.

What the bandit boss is holding in his hands is not a simple thing.

It is a defective product selected from the "scrapped" light guns of large groups. Through the technology of gangster reformers, it is manufactured into a melee weapon.

Because powerful long-range weapons are contraband, they are easily wanted and arrested by the city.

The power of this gun is very powerful, it can easily melt steel and cut extremely strong objects.

Even a mechanically modified body cannot withstand the damage caused by the beam release.

Even the security armor of the security company cannot withstand the attack of this weapon.

Unless it is the nano armor that can only be owned by the executives and their families of those large groups, it can resist this energy weapon.

Could it be that the man in front of him is a son from the wealthy district in the central area?

Such a character would come to the sinful area of ​​​​the ghetto?

The bandits were terrified.

On weekdays, among the poor at the bottom, they can be domineering, even those sheriffs who control order are also called "blue dogs" by them with disdain - because the sheriffs wear blue uniforms.

But when faced with people who might be rich, they immediately become timid, because this city, this world, is governed by the rich.

When Zhang Yong saw them in a dilemma, Yi Mou smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He moved his finger lightly, and a silver-white flying needle moved in an instant. With a few puffs, it directly pierced the heads of most of them, directly smashing the insides.

Only one man who looked a bit gentle was left.

The gentle man saw his companions suddenly fell to the ground with a slap, and he felt frightened in his heart. When he wanted to leave, he was directly imprisoned in place by a force.

"You... you, you no, don't come here!"

The gentle man yelled in fear, but Zhang Yong didn't care about it at all, and walked forward slowly, holding his head with one hand, "Give me your memory!"

Zhang Yong spit out the pronunciation of the two runes lightly, a mysterious force instantly linked him with the other party.

Countless information and pictures kept flashing in his mind.

A moment later, the gentle man also collapsed limply, foaming at the mouth, twitching all over, as if he couldn't wake up again.

But Zhang Yong kept his eyes closed, digesting the memory of that gentle man.

Reading memory is something that Zhang Yong can only use the ability of runes to do.

But this kind of thing is actually uncomfortable, because he needs to experience everything the other party has experienced from birth to the present.

This can have a very serious effect on his psyche and may even cause a blurring of his own personality and memory.

If used too much, it can even cause a collapse of the ego, thinking that it is someone else.

"Maybe I should take up a career as a priest. Anyway, there are a lot of spiritual spells in it, which are much milder than this tough method of taking all the memory of the other party."

Zhang Yong opened his eyes, held his temples with his hands, and took a few breaths.

Afterwards, he skillfully walked to the dilapidated cabin that he had seen before, reached out and pressed a few buttons, and then the screen in front of him suddenly lit up.

Exquisite machines protruded from the depths of the wall, and quickly surrounded the cabin.

To put it simply, this is a simple network ecological cabin.

It is an entertainment facility.

It is a bit similar to the computer on the earth. Through this thing, you can watch movies, TV series, and anime immersively.

It can be a deep-dive game, similar to a virtual game.

You can use this thing to watch news, entertain, and do everything on the Internet.

They can even taste all the delicacies in the world through this thing, and feel the taste of top food.

This is the mental anesthesia given to the lower-level people by the city's upper echelons, so that they can work safely during the day and be exploited with peace of mind. When they come back to rest at night, they can relax mentally and forget the pain of the day.

This is the cheapest entertainment, and it is the only light that gives the poor in the slums a little light in this hellish world.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that even so, they didn't intend to let you go."

Zhang Yong sneered a few times, turned around and came to the corpses of the robbers, stretched out his hand to touch them, and searched out all valuable things on them.

Then he kicked them all out of the door one by one.

Then there is no need for him to do anything.

There will be "wild dogs" from the slums who will drag these corpses away.

These corpses will be sent to underground factories.

They'll be upcycled, and soon there will be "delicious" meat for other food-hungry people in the slums.

This group of robbers had done this kind of thing before, and even killed people directly in the street, and used them as raw materials for supply.