With huge doubts in his heart, Ning Fan opened the door with a heavy heart.
"Dafan! Are you really going?"
At the door, the fat man and the man with glasses were already waiting for him.
Looking at these two friends who grew up together, Ning Fan temporarily stopped thinking about the pedigree test report.
"I beg you to do me a favor."
Ning Fan licked his lips and said apologetically, "Please take good care of my mother during this time..."
"Are you sick? Why are you being so polite to us?"
The man with glasses punched Ning Fan in the chest. "We're two wild kids, we've been orphans since we were little. Aunt Fang treats us like her own children. Isn't it only natural for us to take care of her?"
"Dafan, you're a stubborn guy. No one can stop you from making up your mind!"
The fat man looked worried: "But, even if it's for Aunt Fang, you have to come back alive."
"Um."
Ning Fan nodded vigorously.
The fat man shook a bag in his hand, which emitted bursts of fragrance. "Don't worry about Aunt Fang! We will definitely take good care of her!"
The food in the lower town can be roughly divided into two types.
One is native food that is hunted or gathered in the wild.
It is very filling and cheap, but it contains extremely high levels of toxins.
The other type is the food "sent" from the upper city.
Every day, the upper city would throw their discarded food or garbage into a pipe called the "Road of Grace".
Such pipes exist in every area of the downtown area.
Ironically, the leftover food sent down through the [Road of Grace] is processed and sold at a price that is three times more expensive than the food in the lower city.
The reason is simple.
The food in the upper city, even if it is left over, is cleaner and healthier than the local food.
This kind of food is called Jingcai.
The bag in the fat man's hand contains this kind of fine vegetable.
"Thank you, I won't say anything."
Ning Fan said gratefully, "Wait until I make some money..."
"Alright! You're talking too much nonsense, get out of here!"
The fat man tugged at Ning Fan's shoulder and said, "Living well is better than anything else!"
"Okay, let's go."
Ning Fan nodded seriously, turned around and walked towards the area wall.
He didn't dare look back.
He was worried that he would become cowardly and reluctant.
He is only eighteen years old and he is also afraid.
Fear of death, fear of separation.
Half an hour later, when Ning Fan reached the edge of the area wall, his emotions gradually calmed down.
Compared to the inner area, it is obviously noisier here.
Groups of people gathered together, making loud noises and quarrels, and occasionally two groups would fight for unknown reasons.
These are all walkers.
Ning Fan looked around and finally set his sights on a rotten wooden board.
Four words were carved on the wooden board with a knife.
[Wild Dog Home]
Ning Fan walked over.
Sitting next to the wooden board was a handsome man in his mid-twenties.
However, the three scratches on his neck extending to his ears somewhat affected his appearance.
Seeing Ning Fan coming, the young man raised his eyebrows.
"Reward or beg?"
Rewarding them with food means asking them to help carry out the mission, and they are considered as financial sponsors.
To beg for food means to join them and make a living.
"Begging."
Ning Fan said calmly, "The kind that can fill you up."
"Huh?"
The young man became interested and looked Ning Fan up and down. "What special skills do you have? Why are you so arrogant?"
"Is Lin Chuan here?"
"Do you know Brother Chuan?"
"I don't know him, but I've heard of him."
No matter what he does, Ning Fan will make preparations in advance.
A month ago, after he participated in the selection in the upper city, he began to study the walker team in Area F32.
Once he is eliminated, becoming a walker is his last choice.
Among the mixed group, he chose [Wild Dog House].
Good reputation, many tasks, and no pressure on money.
Next, he collected the basic information of everyone in the "Wild Dog House" and learned that the leader of this team was called Lin Chuan.
At this moment, a big hand slapped Ning Fan's shoulder hard from behind.
"Are you begging me for food?"
This slap made him shorter.
Ning Fan frowned slightly and turned his head.
The person behind him was only about 1.7 meters tall, but he had an extremely strong build, long hair and a big beard, and his eyes were a bit distracted.
"Is it okay?" Ning Fan asked.
"Brother Chuan, this kid said he wanted to eat a full meal as soon as he arrived. He has a big appetite!"
The young man laughed it off.
"Hold!"
Lin Chuan cheerfully walked around from behind Ning Fan and sat on a nearby gasoline barrel. "Little brother, I see hundreds of people like you who only care about money and not their lives every year! But few of them can even survive, let alone eat enough."
Ning Fan didn't explain much, but took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.
Lin Chuan grabbed it and when he saw the content on it, there was a bit of excitement in his distracted eyes.
"Holy crap! A top student?"
This piece of paper is Ning Fan's test results.
All nine assessments received full marks.
In Area F32, there is only one person.
"No wonder he's so confident! Talented?"
Although Lin Chuan said this, Ning Fan could see a hint of disdain in his eyes.
He was a person who had truly experienced life and death, and he looked down upon Ning Fan, a so-called genius who relied on his transcripts to package himself.
"Huizi, did you also take the test a few years ago? What were your results?"
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