He Fang and others secretly crawled on the grass, trying to lower their bodies. On his left was Chong Xiao, and on his right was Chong Ying. The two pairs of brothers were holding sharp and powerful weapons in their hands, paying full attention to any possible accidents around them. He Fang's eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he was waiting for something.

Behind them was an aircraft that used the surrounding environment to become invisible. Everyone was on standby and had their weapons ready.

They were able to share in Min Zhizhou's conversation, and everyone held their breath and listened carefully.

He Fang heard every word of Min Zhizhou's conversation, but he began to feel uneasy.

Judging from the voice, the person who was talking to Min Zhizhou had not started to change her voice yet, and sounded like a young girl.

He Fang was shocked. A young girl whose voice had not yet grown could be so fierce to a tall man wearing expensive armor. Could it be that the world outside the city has evolved to the point where everyone is a soldier?

The more nervous He Fang was, the harder he listened. The girl's voice was full of energy and sounded very arrogant. In order to prevent the other party from noticing anything unusual, He Fang turned off the video call. Now his mind was full of the girl's strong, fierce and fearless appearance.

He Fang couldn't help but start to worry secretly, and connected with Zhu Yan who was on the plane: "How is Min Zhizhou now?"

"All vital signs are within normal range, nothing unexpected happened." Zhu Yan looked at the data statistics sent by Kaijia.

Then why hasn't he come back yet? He Fang was very anxious. He originally asked to have at least one person accompany Min Zhizhou, but Min Zhizhou refused.

"You can't approach the perimeter of any city at will. You have to go through countless detections before you are eligible to enter the mobile city. Don't show hostility, let the other party detect you. If you bring people with you, I'm worried that you will make the other party feel threatened. This is to avoid unnecessary trouble." These were Min Zhizhou's exact words when he left them.

He Fang lay on the grass just in case, but when he recalled what Min Zhizhou had said, he inexplicably felt that this N-PC was actually a bit handsome.

The word "mercenary" itself sounds very cool.

Zhu Yan was sitting on the plane, having taken off his mask. Since there was no Nightmare Seed, there was no need for him to wear the armor that greatly hindered his perception.

"After we got outside, the detection range became larger. Although we can detect inside the Nightmare Forest, it is obviously still affected." At this time, Guo Miaofeng was still diligently recording the work within his scope of responsibility. At this time, Guo Miaofeng's heart was very excited. He didn't know what their Creator had detected. Obviously, he and the machine didn't find anything abnormal, but the Creator could predict that there was a situation.

It turns out that the Creator is God, and possesses divine power that none of them know about.

"He's back." Zhu Yan noticed Min Zhizhou's return.

At the same time, the key mark for Min Zhizhou on He Fang's map also began to move. He Fang watched Min Zhizhou return to their side at a steady speed, and no suspicious people were detected on the map. He relaxed and stood up.

However, when Min Zhizhou came back, he was stunned.

At this time, Chong Xiao and Chong Ying were fully armed, especially Chong Ying, who directly set up a cannon with the black hole entrance pointed at him. The whole scene was filled with murderous aura. Min Zhizhou broke out in a cold sweat. If he came back with danger, would he be blown to pieces along with the danger?

Min Zhizhou raised his hands in panic: "City Lord, it's me, I'm safe."

"How is it?!" He Fang's eyes lit up and he quickly rushed to Min Zhizhou, "Did you detect anything?"

"It's a small group." Min Zhizhou thought about it and decided to explain in more detail. "A group refers to a small group that has lost the right to live in the mobile city due to loss of labor. Generally speaking, the number of people in a group does not exceed 50, and most of them are self-reliant wanderers. Such small groups usually only exist around the mobile city or near the roads where the mobile city moves. They live by luck and are not dangerous at all."

He Fang was stunned and blinked, somewhat confused: "If you don't have the labor force, you don't have the right to reside? Then what will you do when you get old? Won't the mobile city provide you with old-age care?"

Min Zhizhou smiled bitterly: "It's not easy to keep young people alive, let alone the elderly. People in the mobile city generally don't complain about this policy. After all, people get old, and giving more opportunities for survival to more young people is the right thing to do."

Guo Miaofeng could also hear what Min Zhizhou said, but his heart skipped a beat for unknown reason.

Unlike the people he brought out with him, the value he can provide to the Creator is also very limited. If he is not in the Creator's city, but in the mobile city, then would he be the one who is most likely to be eliminated?

"I don't like cities that can't solve the elderly care problem for residents and take advantage of the labor of young residents for free." He Fang said to Min Zhizhou as a matter of course, "No, I can't do that. My city can't be like this."

Min Zhizhou smiled faintly, but no one knew what he was laughing at.

"This small group is actually a bit strange. There are children among them." Min Zhizhou frowned at the thought. "Children are the only ones who can get preferential treatment in the mobile city. They shouldn't appear in small groups. Usually, small groups should only have the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

He Fang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked tremblingly, "Is it really a big deal to have a child? Is that child someone special and amazing?"

Min Zhizhou was stunned, not quite understanding He Fang's thoughts. Children are children. Aren't children the same from ancient times to the present? How powerful can they be?

"Just... a little girl who is a little special, and quite powerful." Min Zhizhou thought and said, it is indeed very special, such a young child knows how to distinguish nightmare beasts, which is very difficult.

However, He Fang's eyes were even more horrified: "How special is it? Did she point a gun at you the whole time you were talking to her?"

At this time, Min Zhizhou finally realized that He Fang was actually truly afraid of the little girl. He immediately explained: "No, City Lord, she is just an ordinary child who looks more energetic."

Ordinary children...

He Fang thought of the baby in his city who could break Min Zhizhou's hand bones with one grasp, and suddenly felt awe for that small group.

"Can I contact you?" He Fang finally asked the most important question.

"They said they need food and medicine in exchange for intelligence." Min Zhizhou thought for a moment, "Under normal circumstances, I might not recommend it, because the intelligence a small group possesses is extremely limited, and it is even likely to be wrong, but..."

"But what?" He Fang asked immediately.

Min Zhizhou looked away and said, "I think your city has no worries about food and clothing. I'm not sure how to price these daily consumables as trading items."

"Then should we bring more?" He Fang frowned and thought, "What is their approximate demand? Do they need fresh vegetables? Do they need to specify the varieties? Or should we bring all the food we currently have and they will select according to the content and give us the information?"

“……”Min Zhizhou’s expression was very complicated.

He Fang continued to think about the available supplies on the plane: "As for food, if we save a little, we should be able to use some as trading items. What kind of medicine do they need? Medicines must be prescribed for the right symptoms. We can't give them randomly, right?"

“……”Min Zhizhou’s expression became more complicated.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" He Fang asked puzzledly.

"Can I ask first, how much food are you going to give out in exchange for market information?" Min Zhizhou asked tentatively, as if he wanted to know He Fang's psychological bottom line.

"The amount of food we brought is limited, and we need to calculate the food needed for our return journey. However, if everyone is full, we can get enough food for more than 20 days. Is this... enough?" He Fang was also undecided. The only thing he could think about was the maximum amount of food they could take out at the moment.

"..."Min Zhizhou glanced at Chongying and then at Chongxiao. It was obvious that the two brothers had no ideas in their heads.

"Is it... not enough?" He Fang was a little nervous, and immediately became anxious, "Didn't you say that there is not enough food outside? The food I have had for so many days is not enough to trade? Are they hermits holding a shocking secret?"

Min Zhizhou unexpectedly showed a very surprised expression.

"What's that expression on your face?!" He Fang felt his whole body crawling when Min Zhizhou looked at him.

"You also know that there is not enough food at this time." Min Zhizhou couldn't help but say, "Then why do you think that this food is not enough to exchange for intelligence?"

He Fang was stunned for a moment.

He Fang fell into deep thought.

Then He Fang slowly glanced at Min Zhizhou, and he looked away.

Min Zhizhou was extremely confused: "? What happened?"

"Do you remember how many white radishes you ate when you first came?" He Fang said quietly.

Min Zhizhou choked.

He Fang said helplessly, "Generally speaking, people cannot eat much after being extremely hungry. You were able to eat thirteen white radishes under such circumstances. He must want resources that can feed many people. For more than a dozen people, I think he would want a lot."

Min Zhizhou: “…”

Min Zhizhou: "Okay, it's my problem."

On the first day when he arrived at Hefang's city, he was indeed a little bit of a loser. At that time, he really thought that it was the last delicious meal he enjoyed when he saw the mirage, and he... couldn't control himself...

"Food is very important. According to the amount of food that one person eats in one meal, in a small group that has lost its food source, one person can even survive for two to three days." Min Zhizhou said with emotion.

He Fang was shocked: "Then why did you grow so tall? Don't you look like someone who is malnourished?"

Min Zhizhou coughed twice, a little embarrassed: "All the rewards I received as a mercenary were used to exchange for food and equipment, so I still eat better than others."

"Aren't you buying clothes?" He Fang couldn't help asking.

"We usually wear armor, so there's no need to wear clothes underneath," said Min Zhizhou.

He Fangjian was shocked: "So, you were not wearing any clothes under the armor you wore when you first met me?"

Min Zhizhou blushed. Originally, not wearing clothes was not something that he could not accept, but after staying in Hefang's city for a long time, he developed a sense of shame. "No, at least I still wore a pair of underwear."

At this time everyone was silent, not only He Fang, but also the young man Chongying next to him showed shock on his face. Chongxiao looked at He Fang wearing armor, his eyes were a little vague, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"I am now properly dressed inside my armor." Min Zhizhou thought he had integrated into the group, but he never expected that one day his past would be dragged out and criticized. He was so embarrassed that he immediately changed the subject, "The little girl asked for medicine, which is expensive. She is very smart and must know the importance of medicine. I'm afraid there is a patient among them who needs immediate treatment."

"Are you sick?" He Fang was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say what illness you have?"

"I don't know." Min Zhizhou thought about the scene at that time, "This small group should have fifteen to twenty people. They are not a threat and can be approached."

"Then let's make contact." He Fang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there was no threat.

But when He Fang climbed over the top of the hill, he was suddenly stunned when the muzzle of a gun he had never seen before was pointed at his head.

At the same time, Chong Xiao stood in front of He Fang, and He Fang looked very bad: "Min Zhizhou, didn't you say there was no danger?"

"It's probably not dangerous." Min Zhizhou looked at the model of the gun held out by the man who was now completely covered in the cabin with a complicated look, and then looked at Chong Xiao who was blocking the bullet with his body, "It's not dangerous, I'm sure."

He Fang: “…”

Chong Ying's face was not good. The boy's lively personality disappeared completely, and a bit of gloom lingered around him. Who is this person? How dare he point a gun at their creator? Even if they have the ability to protect their creator, it doesn't mean that anyone can point a gun at him!

Chong Ying's rage rose, and he rushed straight towards the dilapidated cabin, even secretly taking out his weapon. He had already grasped the position of the head of that daring man, and he would definitely shoot him to death!

"All..." Everyone, leave me.

At this moment, the man who was waiting in the cabin seemed to be suddenly strangled by the throat. He was horrified to find that he could no longer control himself after saying just one word.

The man belonged to a small group, a small group that had no use value. The appearance of several fully armed mercenaries in front of him was already unusual, and the man did not think it was a goodwill gesture.

Even if it means a life-and-death struggle, he must drive these people out of here!

However, the man who was pointing the gun at the visitor in the room suddenly felt an intense chill, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at him from above, ready to swoop down and grab his shoulders at any time, and the sharp claws would pierce into his neck, or even directly into his trachea and break his neck.

The huge fear made the man defenseless. At this moment he had lost all ability to resist. His hands were shaking unconsciously. He could no longer calm down and muster up the courage to hold the gun again. The absolute control almost made him lose control of his body. He sat quietly by the window, and the gun in his hand fell from the muzzle.

It took only three seconds, and he instantly lost all his will to resist.

And where...

Confused.

Did the gun fall?

The gun fell from the windowsill?!

"Hey!" He Fang pulled Chong Xiao's sleeve and stuck out most of his head. "Hey, hey, hey, is anyone there? Is anyone there? Hello?"

"No movement?" Min Zhizhou also felt very confused.

"Wasn't there someone there just now? Why is that person gone? Did he see a ghost?" He Fang was shocked and looked up at Chong Xiao beside him and said, "Chong Xiao, do you want to go and take a look?"

Chong Xiao turned his head slightly, his dark pupils were so deep that no light could penetrate them, but he just glanced at He Fang, without agreeing, and strode towards the direction of the cabin.

Chong Xiao's body was very steady. He had no fear of anything around him. He walked straight into the cabin.

The cabin was made very simply. It was more like a temporary residence built with wooden boards than a cabin. It was more like a window made through the gaps in the wooden boards than a window. Chong Xiao was very tall, and he even had to bend down to get into the cabin.

At the junction of brightness and darkness in the house, Chong Xiao's dark eyes glanced at the man who had completely lost the ability to resist. This man should have a high level of vigilance and a very sharp intuition, otherwise he would not have been defeated by Chong Ying's intimidation. The man was extremely thin, and there was almost no flesh on his sallow face. Although he was supporting his body now, he looked extremely fragile, as if he would die at any time.

The only weapon in the room was a gun that fell out of the window. The entire cabin had only a bed and a crudely made small table.

The cold and silent black man still lowered his body. The tall black figure blocked all the light coming in from the door, like a huge black god of death. The shadow of death pressed down on the man.

The man sensed something and raised his head.

It was a face that could not be described in words, the most beautiful face the man had ever seen in the world. However, his cold and dark eyes without any light seemed to be looking at him, but also more like looking at his corpse. At this moment, the man sensed death.

The pure black figure in front of him was probably the legendary god of death. Is there really a god of death? If he believed in gods when he was healthy, could he be blessed by gods?

The man felt relieved when he thought that his family had left here far away. He knew that he would die, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, and he could accept everything calmly.

The man closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Chong Xiao, what's wrong? Why aren't you moving?" Suddenly a clear voice was heard, and in an instant it seemed to have directly broken through the unsolvable darkness. The man opened his eyes blankly and looked in the direction of the voice. Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared in his sight.

The darkness and silence surrounding the extremely tall man disappeared completely in an instant. He turned his head and stared at the boy with a completely different expression from before. After the comparison, he suddenly understood the expression on the man's face, which was tenderness.

The boy's eyes suddenly fixed on him, and he heard the boy gasp: "Mummy?!"

The man didn't know why, but the moment he saw the boy, all his fear and despair disappeared, and he could even say, "I'm still alive."

The cabin is so small that it feels like it can be walked through in three steps, but Chong Xiao took thirty seconds to get inside.

But Chong Xiao had already gone in, and Chong Xiao was very big. His body could be seen in the small house with gaps everywhere, but he was frozen and motionless.

He Fang couldn't help it.

He Fang leaned against the door and looked through it himself.

However, the man he saw in front of him instantly made his scalp tingle. This man was so thin that he was out of shape, and even looked more dried up than a centenarian. He stood there like a dead tree sculpture wearing clothes. He Fang gasped, his mind full of "corpse".

What's more, this 'corpse' actually spoke!

He Fang leaned against Chong Xiao with a horrified expression, wanting to look but not daring to: "Sorry, I saw it wrong, you... hello, I'm a mercenary."

The man looked at the boy and finally nodded tentatively.

"I just sent someone over to negotiate. Your people said they needed food and medicine. I brought them. Can we start the trade?" He Fang looked around and saw no danger. He finally felt relieved and said.

The people who came all sat at the door, while the man sat on the wooden board of the cabin. The man's cloudy eyes still revealed an absolute vigilant attitude, but hidden under this vigilance was a helplessness and fear that could hardly be concealed. He looked extremely pitiful.

How could he make all the people in his city eat so much and become fat? When have you ever seen such a skinny N-PC?

He looked very listless, and it was obvious that he had not eaten enough and was sick. His face was pale yellow and his eyes were dark blue. He Fang quietly opened the attribute panel of this N-PC.

When He Fang saw the attributes above, he was stunned.

This data?

The man's data was very similar to Min Zhizhou's data that He Fang had seen at the beginning. They were both in the bottom line state and were struggling to survive, and they also had the buff of disease. However, the highest attribute value of this man was still not as good as Min Zhizhou's.

Such low data values...

However, even with such low attribute values, He Fang did not dare to take it lightly. The N-PCs in his city could defeat Min Zhizhou, but Min Zhizhou could defeat him. He Fang could not see his own attribute values ​​and knew that they must be very low. In order to ensure that he would not die, He Fang clung to Chong Xiao the whole time, and Chong Ying, who was not willing to be outdone, clung to He Fang. The three of them looked like conjoined twins.

The man looked at them with cloudy eyes, and after a long while he said, "What do you want to know?"

"How much food do I have to exchange for information with you?" He Fang asked proactively.

The man glanced at them, and finally fixed his gaze on a large bag behind He Fang. He said slowly, "Is that a plastic bag?"

"Oh, yes." He Fang was not stupid. He would not let anyone know in advance how many chips they had prepared. He used his body to block the plastic bag.

The man's eyes wandered over these four people. All of them were wearing extremely bright and shiny armor. He understood why his daughter said that the armor was beautiful. It was indeed very beautiful. He had not seen such beautiful armor for a long time. These armors were obviously a symbol of these people's status.

Several of them were not wearing helmets. Except for the man in white armor at the beginning, there was no trace of weather on the faces of the others. They were fair and tender, unlike the pale skin that had been shrouded in armor all year round. These people had healthy skin and looked like people who had no worries about food and clothing.

Is it a powerful mercenary group?

Would such an extremely powerful mercenary group come to such a place?

"How can you prove that you are mercenaries?" The man did not need proof, he already knew clearly that the other party was a powerful mercenary who had no need to deceive him. This was an absolute crushing advantage of the strong over the weak. The reason he asked more questions was that he hoped to find more effective information from more words.

At this time, the man in white armor took out a weapon from his waist. The extremely bright lightsaber instantly illuminated the surroundings. The man's eyes gradually widened. This is... a weapon against nightmare beasts.

Such a bright anti-nightmare weapon, the light within it seems to be substantial.

"Mercenary, why don't you use the lightsaber to chop your body to prove that you are not a nightmare?" the man asked. If a normal person uses a lightsaber to chop his body, he will not be hurt, but a nightmare will.

"As the gatekeeper, can't you tell whether we are nightmare beasts?" Min Zhizhou replied.

"I can confirm that you are not a nightmare beast, he is not, and neither is he." The man pointed at Min Zhizhou, He Fang, and Chong Ying with his skinny fingers, but his fingers finally stopped at Chong Xiao, "But I can't tell if he is."

"We are not, so naturally he is not either." Min Zhizhou could understand the man's worries. The most basic criterion for the gatekeeper to judge a nightmare beast is the eyes, and Chong Xiao's eyes are too deep to be seen through or touched.

"Really? Then why not?" At this time the man's eyes were fixed on the lightsaber in Min Zhizhou's hand.

"Because I really can't." At this time, Min Zhizhou used the lightsaber to casually cut a deep trench on the ground. "Our anti-nightmare weapons can not only cut the nightmare beast, but I will be pierced if I am cut."

The man was shocked.

He stared at the gullies on the ground for a long time without saying a word.

This is... an anti-nightmare weapon? Isn't it something else?

He was 100% sure that there was no lightsaber in the entire world that was strong enough to cut through solid objects. This was a pinnacle of technology that the current mobile cities could not reach even with their efforts in research and development.

He had only been away from the mobile city for a short month. Could it be that the world's anti-Nightmare weapons had undergone such drastic changes?

These people are obviously mercenaries, but they can get such cutting-edge world-class weapons against Nightmare Beasts first-hand. It's terrifying.

A hint of fear finally appeared in the man's numb eyes.

This was no longer something he could refuse.

All he could do was to honestly give them the 'intelligence' they wanted, provided he had it.

The man began to feel uneasy. Although the man looked like a mercenary who could do business honestly, he was afraid that he would not be able to give enough "intelligence" to the other party, which would make the other party angry and eventually kill him.

"What is the gatekeeper you are talking about?" However, suddenly the young man who made him feel at ease for some unknown reason suddenly asked.

"Gatekeepers are the first line of defense of the mobile city. They can identify nightmare beasts and are equipped with armor and anti-nightmare weapons. After identifying nightmare beasts, they can drive them away and kill them. Gatekeepers are city guards who are trained from small to large in the mobile city and have extraordinary abilities." The man in white armor looked at the withered man, "You are a gatekeeper, right?"

"Yes." The man nodded.

"Which city are you the gatekeeper of?" Min Zhizhou continued to ask.

"hope."

"City of Hope?" Min Zhizhou frowned.

"Do you know him?" He Fang asked curiously.

"I passed by it once. It was a..." Min Zhizhou looked at the man and decided to explain it to He Fang. "It was a city that didn't live up to its name. There was basically no hope in this city."

"Why?" He Fang was confused.

"Because the mayor of Hope City is not a very powerful person, if he is not strong enough, he will not be able to obtain more resources when resources are scarce. In the early days, before the current mayor of Hope City came to power, the development of Hope City was normal. But after the death of the previous mayor, his son inherited the position of mayor, and then it began to decline. When I passed by Hope City, it no longer had enough resources for trading. At that time, the situation of the entire city was already very bleak. That time... was about two years ago."

The man looked at the mercenary Min Zhizhou. Throughout the era, the older the mercenary, the more valued he was. This was enough to prove that he had the ability, experience, and a little bit of luck to survive.

Mercenaries deal with the Nightmare Forest all year round, and deal with areas they have never entered before. Their mortality rate is extremely high. Min Zhizhou's age is enough to prove how powerful this mercenary is.

Horrible... so terrible...

The man even wondered why he met such a terrible person.

"Don't be afraid." Min Zhizhou suddenly said to the man, "Didn't you already send out a signal flare to inform your companions not to get close to here? At least you can let go and answer our city... um... captain... vice captain's question."

Min Zhizhou was confused and didn't know what to call Fang for a moment.

The man then raised his head and looked at the person represented by Min Zhizhou, or rather, the young man.

The man was a gatekeeper with extraordinary abilities before he fell ill. He could tell who the real leader was in this team of four. But he didn't understand how this boy, who could even compete with him when he was weak, could become the center of so many powerful people.

"What's your name?" He Fang finally started asking.

"Zhao Wei." the man replied.

"Brother Zhao, may I ask..."

The man swallowed unconsciously. He, the person being asked the question, was much more nervous than the person asking the question.

He Fang pointed to a field that had been cleared and had sprouted a few small vegetable seedlings and said, "Are you planning to settle here?"

The man shook his head. "No, we are just here to resupply temporarily. We don't have enough food to continue. Even if it is dangerous here, we need to grow crops here."

"How many of you are there? What is your relationship?"

The boy's question made the man frown: "Do I need to answer this question?"

"No, I'm just a little confused. Min Zhizhou said that you had a little girl here, but shouldn't little girls be taken seriously in the city? Why do you keep her with you? Your reasons may be what I'm interested in." He Fang asked.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, surprised by the boy's sharpness. He seemed to vaguely realize that the boy was different from others.

The man wanted to speak, but suddenly he coughed twice. However, he couldn't stop coughing this time. He coughed so hard that his whole body curled up in pain. It felt like his body was about to fall apart. He couldn't utter a word. Suddenly, a strange bottle appeared in front of him, and the boy's voice rang above his head: "Drink some of this. It's an item for trading."

Although the man was confused after seeing the strange bottle, he dared not refuse to drink what the boy handed over. His instinct told him that if he disobeyed the boy's orders, he might be suppressed by the strong men around the boy.

The man wanted to drink it, but found that although the bottle was heavy, the liquid inside was not easy to pour out. He raised his head and found that the sticky liquid was falling. The man's heart sank.

What is this...

Is it a chemical reagent?

He wanted to not drink it, but his fear of being strong made him choose to drink it in the end. However, it was different from what he imagined, that thing was... very sweet.

It has a unique sweet taste with a little bitterness, but it does not affect the taste. The taste is very strong, and it gradually dissolves in the mouth and flows into the throat, full of fragrance. Such a strange taste directly resolved his very painful cough feeling. Although it still did not completely eliminate it, it really made him feel a lot more comfortable.

It was just a sip. If he drank a few more sips... the man couldn't wait to continue drinking.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't drink it all at once, just take a sip at a time, you can drink more if you feel uncomfortable. It's useless if you drink too much at once." The boy suddenly stopped him anxiously. The man put down the bottle, turned his hand unconsciously and saw the label on it, which said cough syrup.

It's not sugar, but it feels like sugar. For a man, this kind of sweetness can only be found in the extremely precious candies that are occasionally distributed to the upper echelons of the mobile city when they are in a good mood. No, it's even worse than that. It's simply the sweetest taste he has ever felt since he was a child.

"Is this medicine candy?" the man murmured, "Medicine candy can be so delicious, and it can even relieve pain. I really want my wife and daughter to try it too."

"This isn't candy, it's just medicine for coughing." The boy didn't know when he let go of his fear of him and moved closer to him. "I don't know what disease you have or what medicine you need. This is all I can give you. Drink it and you'll feel better."

The man looked at the bottle for a long time, then looked at the bottle cap in the boy's hand. The boy gave him the bottle cap. He carefully put the cap on and held it in his hand as if he had obtained a treasure.

He didn't dare to look into the boy's eyes. In the boy's eyes, which had the temperament and appearance that only a true superior could have, he saw concern and worry. He didn't dare to look at that look. He was afraid that he was mentally ill. After all, how could there be a superior in this world who cared about them?

He Fang stood up and scratched his hair sadly.

He secretly pulled Min Zhizhou over and pressed his neck: "Just for these two questions, I gave him a bottle of cough syrup. Is it a loss?"

Min Zhizhou's expression was also complicated: "City Lord, even if you ask this question in the city and give me syrup, it would still be a loss."

"...You're right." He Fang turned around and glanced at the man who couldn't let go of the bottle in his hand. "Why do I feel like he has obtained some rare treasure? Is it my illusion?"

Min Zhizhou shook his head: "No, to him now, it is indeed a rare treasure, and also a medicine. This medicine even comes with a bottle."

He Fang just felt that it was too tragic, the kind of tragedy that made people feel sorry for it: "Is this the kind of life you usually live?"

Min Zhizhou glanced at the skinny man and denied it, "Not really, it's just that he is so miserable."

Min Zhizhou looked at He Fang who was in deep thought. The boy's bright eyes of serious thought and his delicate and exquisite profile all told that he was a very likable boy. Otherwise, why was his back almost bleeding from being stabbed by the Chong brothers' eyes? He didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to push the young city lord's arm off his neck. It was so difficult for him, it was really so difficult for him.

"We left Hope City on our own initiative. No... maybe we can't