This system is outrageous.

Ye Fei bought soy milk and fried dough sticks and started eating at a roadside stall.

"It tastes really good. It's a pity that you've already had breakfast." Ye Fei winked at Eleven who was sitting next to her.

The shopkeeper probably heard what Ye Fei said and brought over a bowl of soy milk.

"Drink some to warm your body. It's free." Facing the enthusiastic boss, Eleven took the soy milk with a smile.

"You guys also live in the alley nearby, life is not easy for everyone, and it's only right to help each other." The boss smiled and continued to busy himself with his business.

"Look at other people. This is the air of ordinary people. Can you please control your aura? If you go out like this, you will definitely attract a lot of attention. I don't understand how you have been carrying out your missions for all these years." Ye Fei looked at Eleven with disdain.

"Even food can't stop you from talking. I'm just trying to save my boss's face." Eleven picked up the soy milk and took a sip. The warm, silky and mellow taste was much better than modern fast food soy milk.

"It's delicious, right? Let's come here often." Ye Fei wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction after eating and drinking.

"The boss asked him for money. We are leaving now."

The stall owner heard the sound and walked over with a smile.

"Are you full? Come often if you like."

The two walked to the side of the street. Eleven wanted to open the door and go in directly, but was stopped by Ye Fei.

"Let's take the bus. Look, the bus is coming." Ye Fei excitedly experienced the game and got on the bus happily.

"Come up quickly, are you embarrassed to make so many people wait for you?"

Eleven sighed and reluctantly got on the bus.

"This is too slow. We have to change cars several times." Eleven stood beside Ye Fei, holding the railing carefully.

"Tsk tsk, you don't understand life. This is called experience. You should relax a little bit occasionally. It's unbearable to be so tense all the time."

Ye Fei reached out and pulled at the corner of Eleven's mouth.

“It seems like we’ve wasted time, but wouldn’t it be nice if we could enjoy the scenery and people along the way to help us learn more?”

Eleven looked at the various landmark buildings along the way, his mind working frantically, as if he wanted to compare these buildings with the marked map of Changfeng and write them down one by one.

Ye Fei looked at Eleven's serious expression. He didn't look like he was appreciating something, but rather planning something.

It is inconvenient to take out the mobile phone to take pictures, which is very painful for Ye Fei. Such a real scene is much better than any film and television city, but it is a pity that you can't take pictures everywhere.

The two took many detours and finally arrived at the back door of the legendary Venus Ballroom around noon.

"Why are we always so sneaky? It seems like what we do is not something shameful."

Ye Fei put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction. This seemingly prosperous place also had dirty and messy alleys that were ignored by people.

"Speak louder and call those patrol officers over. See if they will catch you." Eleven reached out and patted Ye Fei's head.

He looked around and saw no one. He moved his hand and a transparent door appeared.

The two of them quickly stepped over and came directly into the ballroom.

The tables, chairs and decorations in the ballroom were all in disarray and broken, but the most bizarre thing was that the entire ballroom was covered in dust, as if it had not been cleaned in more than a decade.

Ye Fei looked at Eleven in confusion.

"What's going on? Wasn't this a popular dance hall half a year ago? How come it looks like a ruin now?"

Eleven took a few steps, squatted down and looked at it carefully.

When I lifted a tablecloth, I saw dried roses on the ground underneath.

I gently ran my hand across the ground, and my fingertips were stained with dust.

"Something's not right here. We'd better leave first." Before Eleven finished speaking, a voice came from above his head.

"When did you two arrive? I'm so sorry for not greeting you in time." A man in a theatrical costume and painted with oil paint stood by the window of a box on the second floor and looked at them.

Eleven blocked Ye Fei behind him, frowned and looked over.

"What are you two doing here? Our shop isn't open yet." The man came not far in front of the two men in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go." Eleven turned around and grabbed Ye Fei, opened the door with one hand, and the two quickly walked through a transparent door.

"Are you two leaving just like that? Was it because I didn't take good care of you?" The man didn't move, but the words still came through.

The two came to an empty alley a few streets away. Ye Fei had not yet recovered from the shock.

"What the hell is that thing? Does it bite people?"

Eleven put his arm around Ye Fei's shoulders soothingly and gently stroked her back.

"I didn't expect this person to be here. We have to go back and tell Changfeng immediately." Eleven was about to open the door when his hand was held down by Ye Fei.

"Don't waste your energy. Since he didn't chase us, he probably doesn't want to attack us. Let's hide in a crowded place for a while. If he wants to follow us and find Senior Changfeng, it will be troublesome."

Ye Fei took a few deep breaths and carefully took out his cell phone to look at the map.

"We are not far from the busiest street now. Let's find a coffee shop and sit for a while." Ye Fei handed the phone to Eleven. The two of them quickly walked out of the alley, blended into the crowd, and came to a busy coffee shop.

Soothing music and gentle warm yellow lights make people feel relaxed and happy.

They each ordered a cup of coffee and found a quiet corner to sit down.

"Feel it out and see if there's any danger nearby. I'll check if there's anyone suspicious on the street."

Ye Fei turned her head to look at the people passing by on the street, couples talking and laughing, pedestrians in a hurry, the girl selling flowers, and the boy selling newspapers.

"Sir, Miss, the coffee you ordered is here." The waiter's gentle voice sounded, and Ye Fei shuddered violently.

"Excuse me, miss. Did I scare you?" The waiter was so frightened that he immediately bowed and apologized.

"It's none of your business, it's my problem."

Ye Fei picked up the cup, and the aroma of coffee lingered in her nose.

"You know that person, right? Can you tell me about him?" Ye Fei looked at Eleven calmly.

"That person used to be a very famous administrator, and he always received awards. About a hundred years ago, his host wanted to stay in a small world, and the two of them had a big fight, and then both of them disappeared."

Eleven took a sip of coffee and continued.

"In fact, they can't be said to have disappeared. It's just that the two of them have stopped contacting anyone and no longer accept missions."

"Is his host still alive?" Ye Fei asked tentatively.

"System-wise, he is indeed still alive, but we don't know why he has stopped contacting anyone, and no one knows where he is. After all, there are too many small worlds."

"Is that so? Does that mean he has become a member of the Crow Clan?"

"It should be, otherwise he wouldn't be here," Eleven smiled faintly.

"I wonder what would happen if his host knew about this, alas." Ye Fei shook his head helplessly.