[Hokage] How could a cub recognize its father randomly?

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When Chrollo, Maggie and Pike stepped into Meteor Street, their brows wrinkled unconsciously and their steps became more cautious.

Something is wrong. Chrollo thought calmly.

...gets clean. Maggie carefully examined the mountain of garbage that she saw along the way. There was still a lot of it, but compared to before, it was much less.

And it was specially sorted out? There was an inexplicable flash in Maggie's eyes, and her fingertips moved slightly, feeling a strange feeling.

Maggie, who is intuitive, thought so.

"There's no one on the road?" Pike suddenly said.

right. Maggie suddenly realized that there used to be many people hiding in the corners of the street, waiting for opportunities.

Why? The answer is obvious.

"Where did everyone go?"

The two female members of the Phantom Troupe couldn't help but walk a little faster. You must know that the headquarters of the troupe is also in District 13.

"It seems that we will have a lot of surprises this time." Chrollo walked slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his eyes deep. .

When they saw the lively scene near the brigade base, everyone fell silent.

"Commander Yo, Maggie, Parker." Finks carefully watered the pots of tomatoes he had just planted before turning to say hello.

"Hahaha, I just said that the green radish I planted grows better."

It happened that Wo Jin's loud laughter came from the base.

"It is said that this kind of plant needs to be raised cheaply. No wonder Wojin grows it better than Nobunaga." The knight compared the two large pots of pothos with great research spirit.

"Wojin just remembered to water it, but he didn't die from the sun." Nobunaga's voice was a little depressed.

"That's right, I specifically asked Xia Ke to show me how often to water the water, and then set an alarm clock for me." Wo Jin, who has never been interested in mobile phones, couldn't help but feel even happier when he thought of what he endured in order to win this pothos planting competition. .

This feeling of reward is absolutely full.

"This is what..." Wo Jin scratched his head, unable to remember those words.

"Scientific planting." The knight responded with a smile on his face.

"Wojin, you have indeed found foreign aid." Nobunaga looked at the knight with a fierce look on his face.

"This is called brain." Wo Jin retorted confidently.

Nobunaga suddenly gasped. The person who usually doesn't like to use his brains actually said that he had brains. What a joke.

He was just rolling up his sleeves to have a fight with Wo Jin when there was movement behind him.

"What are you doing?"

Under the backlight, it was difficult to see the expression of Chrollo standing at the door, but several members could not help but feel guilty for a second.

Although it is free time now, the group leader has already ordered the next activity, and they are still "not doing their jobs".

And they also took advantage of the leader's absence to "renovate" the base.

Several people pushed each other, and finally the knight coughed lightly and raised a bright smile: "Captain, it's Wo Jin and Nobunaga who are competing again." But the content of the competition was a bit strange.

"Let's plant some plants if we have nothing to do." The knight summed up their behavior in two sentences.

Chrollo walked into the base expressionlessly and took a glance. The base was much cleaner. There were many more plants on many tables. It seemed that there were not only terrestrial plants, but also hydroponic plants.

Of course, in fact, the most significant change is not the inside, but the outside.

Chrollo jumped onto the base and swept down.

With the base as the center and radiating out in all directions, do any of them seem to be neat, orderly and clean? Garbage mountain, and not far from the garbage mountain, fields were opened up, and crops were planted on the fields. They looked green and grew gratifyingly.

The area is not large, just a dozen acres of land.

However, Chrollo's expression was unreadable.

"Who did it?" Chrollo asked calmly, and An An was carried in quickly.

An An, who was originally studying how to further dispose of the garbage, was completely confused when he was pushed in front of Chrollo.

An An immediately smiled happily when he saw Chrollo, "Brother Chrollo."

Of course Chrollo still remembered this little kid, and he was suddenly surprised and a little bit incredulous.

Did she do all this?

He revealed an indistinguishable smile and asked softly: "How did you do it?"

An An touched her face, a little embarrassed, but raised her head proudly, "Yes, An An has planted a large piece of land. When it is mature, you can sell it and you will have money. When you have the money, you can give it to Big brother has built a big house." From now on, I can also raise daddy mommy.

"Brother Xia Ke said that these crops are valuable and valuable, and they are enough for An An to build a big house." An An added.

A knight looks to the sky and the earth, but not to his own leader.

What he said is right. Food is the most precious thing in Meteor Street, but manpower is the least valuable.

It is not easy to hire people to build a house when there is food.

All they need is a design drawing and some building materials. As for how to build a house, there is no need to find an expert, because the Phantom Troupe are all good at "demolition of houses". They are familiar with the house, and they are often punished to build a house.

Even the crudest kind.

Chrollo glanced at the knight, then turned to look at An An.

An Anke was proud, looking at Chrollo with bright eyes, not hiding his expression of wanting to be praised.

Chrollo said with a faint smile:

"Just to make money and build me a big house?"

"Yes, yes." An An pursed her lips and smiled happily, "But it's just to help the people here. They are so pitiful."

In An'an's mind, they were born here, and facing such an environment is certainly pitiful, even if the people here do not need such sympathy and help.

But no matter what, such kindness has indeed helped many children in the 13th district.

Many children and even adults could avoid death.

Chrollo looked at her carefully.

He didn't feel that such pity was an insult to him, nor was he touched by such kindness.

He just thought that people in the world who knew about the existence of Meteor Street had various ideas, but none of them put them into action, nor did they have the energy to change Meteor Street.

Meteor Street has existed for more than a thousand years. Over the years, there have been people who wanted to change Meteor Street.

But none of them succeeded.

Not only because they are not capable enough, but also because this place is unwilling to be changed.

The people of Meteor Street have already had the mark of Meteor Street on their bodies, and the aura of being incompatible with the outside world is clearly visible to the strong.

Meteor Street does not prohibit entry and exit, and everyone can come and go as they please.

But the people here are all gangsters, and if the weak go out, it will be difficult for them to move forward. The powerful have already developed their own three views and are not restricted by the outside world.

Meteor Street is a place of abandonment.

Chrollo was just curious, how did she do it?

Is it possible that she is more special and powerful than those people?

Not really.

Chrollo looked at his hands and then at An An, clearly he was weak and could be dealt with with one hand.