[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

I, Kurolo and Feitan arrived in the eighth district in the morning of the second day.

The eighth district is a very special district in the thirteen districts of Meteor Street.It occupies the smallest area, only as big as a small city. There is no garbage mountain in the territory, only streets like a chessboard, and various shops. The level of civilization is second only to District No.13.

The eighth district is a trade area, which is the core of the material transfer of the entire Meteor Street.90.00% of the population in the Eighth District is floating population, and there are very few permanent residents, who are basically traders.Every day, people from the other twelve districts bring collected items that cannot be used directly to the eighth district for trading, in exchange for various necessities that are scarce in Meteor Street and necessary for life.

If the Thirteenth District Council is the brain of Meteor Street, then the Eighth District is the heart of Meteor Street, pumping non-stop, fully mobilizing the scarce resources of the entire Meteor Street, sending fresh blood to various places, and maintaining Meteor Street's normal operation.

The entire Eighth District is a huge trading market, with a mixed bag of fish and dragons, forming its own system, and the power of the parliament here is infinitely weakened.The organization that actually governs the Eighth District is the "Eighth District Business Alliance", and the leader of the alliance is called the chairman.Due to the detached status of the eighth district, it is difficult for the tentacles of the council to reach in, so many Meteor Street people who have offended the council choose to live in the eighth district.And the eighth district is not rejecting anyone, as long as they are willing to abide by the rules of the business alliance, they can get asylum in the eighth district.

In fact, for me who is wanted by the parliament for assassinating Fazier, coming to District [-] is indeed the best choice.It might be okay to go back to District [-], but firstly, the angry council will definitely not let us go to District [-] where we are most likely to go, and secondly, although the environment of District [-] full of cubs is suitable for us to dominate, it is not conducive to strength further improvement.As for other districts, when we were not strong enough and we were involved in lawsuits, we ran under the eyes of other forces, no doubt we had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

Entering the eighth district is much easier than entering other districts. Although there are guards and barbed wire fences, they are not checked very much.Traders with large and small bags lined up at various entrances. We used the "mirror image disguise technique" in Kuroro's thief cheats to disguise ourselves as inconspicuous adults and mixed in the queue. After registering at the guard, we easily With the flow of people, he entered the eighth district.

Entering the eighth district, the first feeling is lively.

Both sides of the spacious street are crowded with storefronts, some are tidy and bright, while others are dilapidated and crumbling.The doors of the shops are generally open, and you can walk into the shop when you walk on the road. There are food, daily necessities, and hardware... There are everything you need.

I saw that the eaves of a nearby shop were covered with bacon, and fresh meat was placed on the table.Next to it is a bakery. The owner is moving out a basket of freshly baked bread and putting it on the shelf. Breads of various shapes exude an attractive aroma.Diagonally opposite the bakery is a large general store, with a steeple filled with lollipops standing at the door...

Walking here, you will forget the endless garbage mountain outside, forget those Meteor Street kids who have never seen a lollipop in their life, and forget how barren this place is.

The people who followed us into the eighth district couldn't wait to rush to the shops selling the goods they needed. Only the three of us stopped at the entrance, surprised by the bustling scene in front of us.

"Is this your first visit to District [-], sir? Do you need a map? Do you need a tour guide?" Xu Shi could see the stupidity of our country bumpkins. A child ran up to us from the alley, holding a dozen papers in his hand.

"Map?" The tall and thin man dressed as Kuroro looked down at the young boy with a sallow complexion but still energetic.

The little boy was about our age, with sharp eyes and a philistine look.He said courteously: "There are too many shops in the eighth district. If you don't have someone to guide you for the first time, it will be difficult to find the products you need. Moreover, there are many shops selling the same product. Some shopkeepers are very black-hearted. It’s easy to be fooled by experience. If you hire me as a tour guide, I’ll know where to take you to buy good and cheap things. If you don’t need a tour guide, you can also buy a map. There are more famous shops in the eighth district…”

"Well, what's the price for the tour guide, and what's the price for the map?" Kuroro asked.

"It's very cheap! The guide needs half a bottle of water or a pack of biscuits or something equivalent, and the map only needs one biscuit or something equivalent to one biscuit. Do you want a guide or a map, my lord?" The boy asked Nodding his head, he looked at Kuroro expectantly.

"Can I have a look at your map?" Kuroro said.

"Yes!" The boy took out a map and handed it to Kuroro.Kuroro took it, and Feitan and I leaned over to look at it. It was a piece of advertising paper, with abstract lines drawn on the blank space on the back, marking streets and dotted shops.

I only glanced at it and before I could take a closer look, Kurolo returned the map to the kid and said, "Thanks, I don't think we need this."

"Don't think about it again?" The boy showed a disappointed look, and tried to say: "The eighth district is really big, and it's easy to get lost if you walk by yourself..."

"No, we still want to go shopping by ourselves. Thank you." Kuroro said firmly, bypassing the boy and walking forward along the street.

Fei Tan and I walked on both sides of him, and the voice of the child turning his head to sell to others came from behind: "Is this the first time, sir, to come to District [-]? Do you need..."

"Are we really not going to use a map?" I asked Kuroro, looking left and right at the dizzying array of shops.

"Of course. We're not here to buy things." The street quickly came to an end, facing a three-way intersection, Kuroro naturally turned to the right road, and answered me: "And we don't have anything to give he?"

"...Then are we walking around now?"

"Haven't we seen the map?" Kuroro said naturally.

"...so fast, who remembers it!" I glared at him.Dare to say that I am stupid, I will never end with him!

"I remember." Kuroro said very lightly.

"Pfft!"

"Fei Tan! What are you laughing at!" I poked my neck out and glared at Fei Tan who was walking on the other side of Kuroro, "Illiterate people have no right to laugh!"

Fei Tan squinted his sharp golden eyes and looked at me: "Do you want to fight?"

I first responded loudly: "Okay!" Then I shrank behind Kuroro, pushed him and said, "Kuroro, Fei Tan asked you to fight!"

Kuroro rolled his eyes to the sky, pretending he didn't hear it.

"...Tch!" Feitan looked at me, then at Kuroro, and turned his head bored.

The boy who sold the map was right, the eighth district was really big.After passing through two blocks, we not only passed food stores and daily necessities stores that were either crowded or deserted, but we even saw bookstores, knife stores, clothing stores, and even electrical appliances stores...

However, the further you go to the depths of the eighth district, the more dilapidated the shops on both sides of the road. The polished glass doors and the neon lights that turn on and off are gone, replaced by slightly dark wooden facades and crumbling interiors. Chipped counters.

The pedestrians on the road gradually thinned out, the three of us first turned into a dead corner with no one there, and prepared to change faces.After entering the eighth district and getting rid of the possible pursuit, Fei Tan and I changed back to our own appearance.One is to save Kuroro's thoughts, and the other is to consider that he will live here for a long time. It would be too strange for an adult to become a child after he settles down.And leaving Kuroro to look like an adult is because it would be more convenient for an adult to come forward to rent a house or something.

"Well, in order to explain it later, I have to change my face." Kuroro held the thief's cheat book in one hand, put his hand on his chin and thought for a while, and said muttering.He activated his thoughts, and his facial features gradually distorted and deformed...

"Kurolo!" I almost screamed holding my chest, "Who is this handsome guy who looks so much like you?!" It's exactly the type I like!

If I didn't know that "Mirror Disguise" can only turn into someone the initiator has seen, I really thought this was what Kuroro would look like when he grew up—so, so handsome!

Woohoo, I will never be able to look directly at Kuroro's face again...

"It's my dad." Kuroro frowned as he looked at me, his two slender black eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his gentle and elegant face showed a different kind of cool temperament, which was both ascetic and alluring.

...I have died in battle.

Kuroro looked very dissatisfied with my nympho father, closed the book in his hand with a "snap", stepped forward with long legs, and approached me.

"Let's go." Fei Tan couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled me past and walked outside first, after passing Kuroro, he couldn't help turning around, with an uncontrollable snicker: "But it's really good. You look a lot like your dad, work hard in this direction!"

"Yes! Yes! Come on, Kuroro! We are optimistic about you~" I was dragged away by Feitan, giggling, turning half of my body and said to him.

Leaving Kuroro straightened up on the spot, staring at us with his father's handsome face, grinding his teeth without any image.

Of course, the facts proved that Kurolo would never suffer.As revenge, he later...had a baby face!Bad review!

Cough cough back to business, back to the main road just now, we found that compared with the pedestrians on the bustling street outside, the people walking on this street are much more capable, and they are often the target of entering and exiting. Clearly, like an expert.Moreover, there are many people with evil spirits lingering around them, and they look very difficult to mess with.

"Did we really go the wrong way?" I felt a little cold, wrapped my hands around myself, and couldn't help asking.

"Probably not." Kuroro was also a little uncertain, and recalled, "I remember that the map shows that the eighth district is divided into three areas, namely the daily grocery area, the special commodity area, and... Liuying Street."

Every place has a darker side, not to mention Meteor Street, it's not surprising that there will be places that specialize in flesh and blood business.But when it came to Liuying Street, Kuroro's fair cheeks blushed slightly, looking shy and embarrassed, very cute.

He speeded up his speech as if to cover up: "... Looking at the map, it shows that this area is all selling daily necessities, and the environment is relatively safe." He said as he walked, his eyes searching on both sides, "The further you go in, there should be The more deserted it is, there may be vacant stores for sale... Let's see if there is a suitable place for us to settle down."

The result is really there.

At the end of a relatively out-of-the-way street, we found a storefront that was for sale.The owner of the store is a hunchbacked old man. It is said that after saving money here all his life, he has finally saved enough tickets to leave Meteor Street, and is going to sell the store and leave Meteor Street.

Kuroro went out and negotiated the price with the old man very smoothly, and exchanged the ownership of the store with a gun and two hundred bullets.The stores in District [-] are completely private property and can be resold freely. A handful of pistols and two hundred bullets should already be a good price.What's more, these two are the first-class products I got with Yanling this morning, and they were carried all the way into the eighth district with a heavy load. The paint is shiny, and they are original and new at first glance.

Seeing the old man eagerly pulling us to sign the property transfer contract, Kuroro frowned quietly.I know he felt that the price might be too high, but I don't think it matters, since it's a worthless deal anyway.The most important thing is to get the house done quickly so that we can settle down in District [-].

Kuroro obviously thought the same way, but he was just worried that the tree would attract the wind.So soon, this grocery store that seemed to have a long history came under the name of Kurolo Luxilu.

Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen Kuroro sign his full name. It feels awesome to have a surname!Fei Tan and I looked at each other with sympathy.

Successfully handing over the store to us, the hunchbacked old man swiftly fished out a packaged package from behind the counter, pinned it down, put on bullets, waved goodbye to us casually, and patted us without delay for even half a minute. The ass is gone.

"It's an old bone, it's really capable of tossing around!" Seeing the brisk back of the old man facing the setting sun, as if there was a ghost chasing after him, Fei Tan exclaimed.

"You still don't give up leaving Meteor Street at such an age!" I interjected, raising my fist to cheer myself up, "Okay! Let's work hard too!...The sun is almost setting, let's have dinner first!"

A gust of wind blew through the hall, and there was a loud "Bang Dang!" from behind, and sawdust and dust splashed high.The three of us turned our heads in unison, and saw the wooden door of the storefront that we had just bought, which was broken with countless big and small holes...it hit the ground.

Our eyes moved up and looked at this century-old grocery store that the old man said was "well-known, famous, and profitable".

Crumbling signboards that cannot be seen clearly, wooden lattice windows covered with cobwebs, cracked walls, broken floor tiles everywhere in the dark storefront, crooked counters with broken legs, scattered bottles and cans that look like The shelves of the junky recycling bin...

"Gah--" a crow croaked and passed over our heads, a large pool of bird feces hit the plaque, and there was a tooth-piercing cracking sound, and half of the crooked plaque simply fell off. Hanging tremblingly on the door.

I heard myself draw a sharp breath.

"...before dinner, let's fix the house first." Kuroro sighed maturely, bent down and lifted the wooden door and said.

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