Welcome to Nightmare Game III

The Qi Le people disposed of the "not worth mentioning" collections, and sold them all to this prestigious auction house at the starting price, in exchange for a large sum of cash - if he is willing to wait for the auction results, he can get More, but it doesn't make sense to him, what he lacks is time, not money.

The auction house suspected his identity, but it was not easy to verify.Today's Noah City is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. On the eve of the sinking of the previous continents, the powerful nobles had already received the news, migrating and fleeing like migratory birds. As the continents disappeared one by one, there were not many places for the nobles to settle down. Yacheng is one of the few options left.

These people brought the wealth accumulated from generation to generation, making the city of Noah prosperous almost deformed.

"Do you really need us to send someone to escort you?" The appraiser asked the gentleman with concern, "You must know that the security in Noah City is not very good, especially after nightfall..."

The gentleman carried his suitcase. When he came to the auction house, it was full of precious treasures. When he left, there were a lot of precious metal coins in it, enough for him to buy one in the city of Noah where every inch of land is now expensive. The whole busy street.

That's not all, the auction house can only raise one-third of the purchase price in a hurry, and the gentleman will have to come back tomorrow to take away the rest of the payment.

"It doesn't matter, I like the night. Because there are not only crimes in the night, but also hidden truths." The gentleman nodded to him with a smile, took off his hat and saluted, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

The gentleman didn't call for a carriage, he left alone with his suitcase, and his back disappeared into the brightly lit street.Walking out of this bustling street, outside is the darkness filled with refugees, disease, crime, famine, and death are everywhere.

"It's too dangerous." The appraiser murmured.

"You don't have to worry about him." The bodyguard of the auction house sneered, "Didn't you notice? The suitcase full of gold coins can't be lifted by ordinary people, but it seems weightless in his hand. This gentleman is not an ordinary person."

Only then did the appraiser realize that something was wrong: "You mean, he is...a power user like Lord Mephisto?"

"Of course not. At best, he is a lucky guy with a little bit of ability. There are only... three of the strong men like Master Mephisto standing at the top of the world? The golden age has passed, there will be no A new strong will be born, and there will be no new continents appearing in the abyss, the world will only become smaller and more barren, and eventually sink to the bottom of the sea." The bodyguard's calm tone was full of frustration, "The moment the Tongtian Tower fell, the death knell of the doomsday sounded, and we were just lingering."

The appraiser also couldn't help feeling depressed: "Enjoy yourself in time, let's muddle along."

"You're right." The bodyguard put his hand on the appraiser's shoulder, and he said teasingly, "Since you got a large commission this time, buy me a drink?"

"Okay, enjoy yourself in time, and you won't regret it when you fall into hell."

"At least you're going to heaven tonight. To your house or mine?"

"My house, your bed is too small."

"After receiving this month's salary, I will consider changing it."

………………

Over the years of mission experience, Qi Le people have summed up a set of channels for inquiring news.

First of all, you have to have money. If you don’t have money, it’s okay to punch hard enough, but you have to take certain risks.

Don't take extra risks for things that can be solved with money, which is especially critical for lucky E.

Leaving the block where the auction house is located, the people of Qi Le walked towards the lower city. Today's Noah City is a place full of fish and dragons. Remnants of various sunken continents have come here to make the slums "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". With money and skills, it is easy to establish an underground force.

But Qi Leren didn't have this plan, he just wanted to find some existing forces to cooperate and find out some news.

After leaving the upper city, the landscape of the street immediately became dilapidated, but the number of people increased.

Not well-dressed gents and ladies, not even decently dressed citizens, but a large number of refugees.In the dark corner of the street, these refugees who couldn't tell whether they were living or dead were sitting in groups of three or four, and the air was filled with a disturbing atmosphere.

Qi Leren touched his nose, his body obviously didn't have breathing and heartbeat, but he could smell it.

Some corpses rotted in the gutter, some were dragged away and burned, the faint smell of blood, and the smell of boiled herbs... These small clues formed a concrete conclusion in the minds of Qi Le people: a large number of homeless The remnants of the return are on the streets, and the plague spreads in the lower city.

Under the only remaining street lamp, a figure wrapped in a black robe walked towards him. It should be a young woman, holding a basket of white flowers in her hand, which are delicate roses.

"Sir, buy some flowers." The flower girl begged in a hoarse voice.

When Qi Leren heard this, he looked at her in surprise—this young flower girl wrapped herself tightly in a black robe, and the veil covered her face, so he could only see a pair of silent eyes.

Qi Le people have heard this voice.

"Daisy?"

He watched her jump into the sea with his own eyes, watched Caleb's search to no avail, and she was still alive?

The flower girl was startled: "Sir, you've got the wrong person."

Qi Leren didn't argue with her, and quickly removed the veil on her face. Lesions and black spots spread all over her cheeks. She stepped back in horror and covered her face in panic.

"It seems that I didn't admit my mistake. Caleb is looking for you." Qi Le said.

"It's impossible for him to find Daisy. Because Daisy is dead." The flower girl said gloomily, covering her face.

"Then who are you?" he asked.

"I'm just a dying flower girl," she said.

Qi Leren looked at her, the young girl tightly pursed her lips, full of vigilance and silent resistance.

"Give me the flower basket." After thinking about it, Qi Leren changed the subject.

The flower girl hugged her flowers silently.

"I'll buy flowers." Qi Leren said, and took out a gold coin.

The flower girl looked at him quietly: "Just buying flowers?"

"Yes, just to buy flowers."

She stepped forward and handed him the flower basket.Qi Leren took the flower basket, hugged the white roses inside, and handed back the basket containing a handful of gold coins to the flower girl.

"Let's take it for treatment first. I heard that this disease can be cured as long as you spend money. I will come here again tomorrow to buy flowers, and buy more. Caleb will also come." Qi Le people hugged roses , said to the flower girl in a gentle tone.

The flower girl didn't answer, she took a few steps back silently, turned around and disappeared into the night.

In the night filled with the smell of death, came her singing voice, which was the one that people in Qi Le had heard before: "...put the world beside my tomb. It tells lovers to part life and death, and lovers call it destruction. "

Will Daisy come tomorrow?Qi Le people are not sure.From the two meetings, he vaguely felt that Daisy was not an ordinary person, and she had a temperament completely different from that of the refugees.

Her singing and her demeanor are not what ordinary people can have.Her appearance had been destroyed by the disease, but the people of Qi Le noticed her hands—her fingers were white and slender, without calluses from labor, or roughness from the wind and sun.

The origin of this Daisy is probably not simple, maybe he should ask Caleb again.

But the most urgent task now is to find Ning Zhou, Qi Le people thought, and walked deeper into the lower city.

………………

A tavern in downtown.

But as we all know, in this worldview, there is no tavern that simply drinks.Usually taverns cover a lot of illegal business: you can eat, drink, whore and gamble here, you can buy murder here, and of course you can buy some information here.If it is in the Twilight Land, the tavern may even be a den of fanatics.

Qi Leren went in for a drink, and the owner of the tavern saw that he was a suspicious new face at a glance, so he couldn't help testing him a few words.

Qi Leren filled the glass with gold coins after drinking, and the boss immediately patted his chest and said that he was his most trustworthy friend.

"Aren't you worried that I'm a magistrate?" Qi Leren asked.

"Oh, respected guest, the sheriff is reluctant to spend money to get anything from me, they will only get money from me." The boss said with a smile, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I need a well-informed person, who not only understands the situation in the lower city, but also those guys in the upper city." Qi Leren said.

"I do know that there is such a person. He used to live in the upper city, and his family had a title. It is said that during his father's generation, his family moved to Noah. He is a big man and will be invited to the Midsummer The kind at night dances. It’s a pity that it’s no longer possible in his generation, and he relies on smuggling some goods to trade. But it can’t work now because there is no source of goods.” The boss shrugged.

The Qi Le people understood, this should be a down and out nobleman who smuggled goods from other continents by relying on the connections accumulated by his family, but with the sinking of other continents, this business has lost its income.

"Please introduce him to me." Qi Leren said.

"No problem, he will come for a drink at this time every day, but he is a bit arrogant." The boss reminded.

Qi Leren smiled: "I'm good at dealing with arrogant people. Rely on this..."

A shiny gold coin bounced from between his fingers, spun in mid-air, and finally fell back into his hand.

The boss grinned, and he pointed to the door: "He's here."

The door of the tavern was pushed open by a cane, and a man wearing a top hat walked in, and walked to the front desk with reserved steps. This is a young man, very thin, with frowning, prominent cheekbones, and looks slightly mean.

"A face I've never seen before." The man looked at Qi Leren out of the corner of his eyes, "The clothes are nice."

"Dear Fox, I found you a client. This generous gentleman likes to chat with well-informed people. I introduced you to him." The boss said with a smile.

"Every customer is very generous in your mouth, but most of them are as stingy as Canaanite merchants who lend usury." The man code-named Fox said disdainfully, and also made a joke about the Canaanites, " Do you know how the land of Canaan sank? Because a Canaanite merchant accidentally dropped a copper coin into the rabbit hole, so 100 million Canaanites rushed to dig it up after hearing the news, until the Canaanite was buried. The South dug sank."

The boss laughed out loud and said, "But Canaan sank because of the plague."

"That's reasonable. It costs money to cure the plague, and the Canaanites refuse to spend money." The fox said, "If you get infected with the plague, you won't necessarily die, but if a Canaanite spends money to treat a disease, they will definitely die."

Qi Leren almost laughed out loud.

This fox's mouth is too poisonous, what kind of joke is this?

"It looks like you hate Canaanites very much," Qi Le said.

"Of course, no one hates the Canaanites more than I do, because I am a Canaanite." The fox said blankly.

The author has something to say:

Fox: I laugh at myself.

Le Mei: Shocked.