"Do you have anything else to say?" He Fang thought that the man should be from an unexpanded area and might be able to bring some important news about the outside world.

The man's eyes seemed dull as he stared at him. He Fang looked back disappointedly, probably thinking that the mission had been completed and there was no sequel, so he remained motionless.

Is he really just an ordinary thief?

"Don't steal anymore. You can go to the city and find a job. If you steal again, you will be caught by the police." He Fang said to N-PC seriously.

"Is the city...safe?" the man suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Safe." His city had zero crime...at least until the carrot thieves came and stole the carrots.

"Can I...stay here?" The man's voice was very hesitant, but he still asked.

As the man finished speaking, a sharp, inhuman howl suddenly came from behind the two of them. He Fang and the man turned around together.

A fat black rat was pierced on the fork of a farmer's iron fork, which was working. The rat was struggling in pain, but it had not yet died completely. The farmer, with a simple face, looked at the rat on the fork in surprise, as if he was also surprised.

He Fang: “…” There’s no need to go into such detail.

It was quite scary to be hit so suddenly, he thought he was cursed by accepting this man.

Turning back, He Fang asked again: "Do you want to stay?"

"Yes." There was a brief fear in the man's eyes, and his gaze was focused on who was behind him.

He Fang was puzzled and looked back again, only to see the farmer who seemed to be working diligently. He was probably trying to take the mouse off the fork, but he used too much force and cut the mouse in two, with blood splattering everywhere.

He Fang hissed and his scalp went numb. He was a little uncomfortable with the game settings that suddenly became extremely realistic after the game update.

At this time, the simple farmer suddenly said: "You despicable thief, get out of my farm!"

Although the farmer spoke harshly, his tone was very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring something.

He Fang was shocked. Now even N-PC has voice configuration? It's just that the dubbing is not very thoughtful. How can such a gentle and soft character chase away the thief? It should be angry and hold the iron fork high, so that the thief will be scared.

He Fang smacked his lips, taking this sentence as a plot, and turned back to continue the conversation with the carrot thief: "My city does not need thieves."

"I'm not a thief, I'm a mercenary. I can train reconnaissance teams and teach them how to destroy nightmare beasts and identify revived nightmare plants. I also have the ability to detect nightmare beast seeds." The man spoke loudly and anxiously, trying to prove his purpose, fearing that no one could hear him.

He Fang touched his chin.

Opened the man's attribute panel.

She frowned after seeing the man's nature.

The man's values ​​in all items were only a little bit left, he was basically hanging on, but even with the full values, they were still far behind those of the ordinary farmers on the side, and he was even worse than the newborn children in his city. With values ​​this low, he couldn't even get into the talent exchange market.

But after all, it was the first N-PC mission he encountered after "Xu Wu Restart" was connected to the Internet, not to mention... He Fang glanced at the man's pale face and felt a little reluctant.

He Fang suspects that this N-PC is a task-sharing N-PC. Perhaps it only delivers messages and cannot be counted as labor, so the requirements for attributes should not be high.

He Fang opened the city panel. He remembered that the city seemed to have some capacity.

Huh.

The city is full?

The originally green and unobstructed city instantly turned into a red and congested state. He Fang was very confused. It was only a few minutes, how could a large number of new residents suddenly flow in?

What a coincidence.

This man will probably have no place to live.

"I can take you in, but there are no vacant houses now." He Fang saw the hopeful light in the man's eyes dim in an instant after he finished speaking. He sighed at the reality of the game and said, "But you should be able to rent a house. Do you have any gold coins left?"

"Yes." The man tried to collect some money.

"Then you can rent a house and work nearby." He Fang turned around, motioned the man to follow, and walked towards the city. "I'll take you to the Civil Affairs Office to register first. It should be easy to find a job."

At least so far, no one has seen any residents who moved here voluntarily without a job.

The further he went into the city, the wider the man's eyes widened. He even forgot that he was exhausted and about to fall at any time.

This is a city.

A real city built on the ground.

This is like a precious image left over from a city a hundred years ago. The clothes of people walking on the road are light, thin and beautiful, with unique designs. They do not need heavy armor for defense. Brand new vehicles with very beautiful appearance travel on the wide roads. The dazzling sunlight shines on the city, and it is quiet and peaceful, as if it is the end of the world in a man’s dream.

"Lord City Lord, what is that?" The man saw a huge male sculpture in the center of the city. Even though it was a stone statue, it was enough to show how handsome he was. His face was perfect like a god, and he was majestic and had a strong aura. The closer he got to the statue, the more he wanted to kneel down in awe, surrendering himself completely from body to mind.

"Ah, it's a landmark." The boy replied, "It's just for daily tasks or something, basically useless."

The man seemed to understand, but not quite.

What on earth is this place?

Why don't people here have any sense of crisis?

Everyone's face was glowing, and they looked as if they had never suffered from hunger or disaster.

Does this really exist now, after the end of the world?

Or has he gone to heaven?

"Go in and register." The young man pointed to the magnificent building. He thought he didn't need to worry about anything after he got here. He looked down at the time and said, "I have something to do. I'm leaving now. Bye."

Suddenly the boy disappeared from the man's sight.

The man's eyes widened in shock.

Disappeared?

yes……

god?

The solemn and dignified Civil Affairs Bureau building is like a temple created by God in the eyes of men.

"This beggar who appeared from that corner was brought here by the Creator himself?"

Suddenly, the passers-by who had originally passed by the man without even looking at him, all surrounded him as if they were filled with souls.

"This body value, tsk tsk tsk, I'm afraid that one of my fingernails will fall and smash him to death."

"I heard that he shamelessly begged the Creator to keep him. Such a vicious person must have taken advantage of the kindness and gentleness of our Creator. It's so disgusting."

"The residents these days are really getting worse and worse. This kind of rubbish dares our Creator to lead the way. What's wrong with the farmer outside? Why didn't he kill him? Why did the Creator even talk to him?"

A woman wearing black high heels, a casual suit, and her hair tied up neatly came out of the Civil Affairs Hall. She said as she walked over, "Get out of the way. The Creator said that he should handle the registration."

The shrewd woman half-closed her eyes and looked the man up and down. She held an electronic registration board in her hand and did not hide her disdain at all: "What's your name? Are you a man or a woman? Where are you from? Where is your household registration? What are you doing here?"

The man had no idea what was going on. Apart from his name and gender, he couldn't answer anything.

"Tsk." The woman tapped the electronic board. "Low-class refugees."

The man dared not move.

Even though those people around him who were not wearing any protective gear were humiliating him openly, the man was clearly aware of the difference in strength between himself and these people.

His intuition told him that he was like an ant in front of these people.

When an ant suddenly stands shoulder to shoulder with a god, he is naturally rejected as an alien.

"By the way, did the Creator step on that radish field today?"

Suddenly a voice fell and everyone fell silent.

"Ah, I have something to do today, so I won't go shopping with you guys."

"I still have some code to write, and I also..."

"I'm still standing in the store, I..."

Everyone was laughing and backing away, but at this moment, everyone started running madly in the direction the man came from.

"Don't run! Don't try to steal my carrots!"

"Only a fool would wait for you! That's a radish that the city lord has touched!"

"Ahhh you bastard bully me for wearing high heels!"

The man looked at the chaotic scene with a bewildered look on his face. Although the woman from the Civil Affairs Bureau in front of him was arrogant, she did not embarrass him: "Don't be in a daze, come and register. I hope you can contribute your strength to the Creator in the future."

The man swallowed nervously.

——

The cell phone rang, and a thin and frail boy walked out of the physical chamber. His skin was sickly pale due to long periods of lack of sunlight, and his soft hair was a little messy, with uneven spots obviously from his own trimming.

But the boy's face was delicate, making this mess seem somewhat adorable.

He Fang stood in front of his phone in embarrassment. An unfamiliar number was displayed on it. He opened the food delivery app and saw that the delivery guy had already arrived downstairs at his house.

He Fang didn't want to have any verbal communication with the delivery man and just stared at the ringing phone until the other party hung up.

He Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up the phone and forwarded the message that He Fang had resent countless times before.

The message only said: Just put the takeaway on the elevator. After putting it there, please send me a message on the platform to inform me.

A voice message suddenly came from the other side. He Fang was stunned and clicked it to listen.

"Hello, I'm already in the elevator and will deliver it to your door in a moment. Can you go out and pick up the takeaway?"

Even after being transcribed by the mobile phone, the real person's soft and hoarse voice appeared in the phone. That person's voice was too beautiful, as if the throat was kissed by the gods. Just listening to the voice seemed to outline a perfect face that would be loved by everyone, and it directly hit He Fang's memory point.

However, He Fang's eyes gradually became filled with fear.

It’s the delivery guy again…

Why has this delivery guy been delivering his food for three days in a row? Are all the other delivery guys dead?!