Mu Zhishang settled in the first block, a very ordinary residential building in the outer city area.
Building 454.
As can be seen from the number, it is the narrowest type of house, which is in line with his identity as an ascetic monk.
Luan Shan and his companions walked all the way from the City of Purity to Jing'an City, killing many aliens. They had no shortage of extraordinary materials, which meant they had no shortage of money.
Except for the followers of the Lord of Thorns, all other people with divine grace should have gone to the inner city to buy houses.
The Housing Management Department can't intervene in private transactions in the inner city, so...
Meng Yi looked at the old bastard meaningfully, "You're not collaborating with the Housing Management Bureau, are you?"
The old bastard laughed dryly and said, "Don't say that."
Snakes have their own offspring, and rats have their own offspring. No wonder the old turtle can do the intelligence business.
The revelry in the pub escalated further. Meng Yi carefully avoided the group of people and pushed the door open as he walked out, enduring all the strange smells in the air.
Now the light from the formation above had quieted down again, and normal daytime had returned to the city.
He first took a stroll around the market, wrote down the approximate prices of the extraordinary materials, and made a silent comparison in his mind.
Now there are only more than 2 million, so I have to be frugal and try to pick the most common and worthless ninth-level materials that contain extraordinary power.
Anyway, there is nothing important right now, so he can take his time with this matter.
After walking around, Meng Yi looked at the sky and guessed that Mu Zhishang should be at home, so he decided to pay him a visit.
Having just grasped the mentality of the weavers, he now felt that the pressure was no longer so great. He walked briskly along the way and had time to observe the people in the city.
Soon after, Meng Yi concluded that everyone had shown amazing adaptability to the famine that had struck at dusk yesterday.
When the crackling sound of electricity was heard above their heads and the blue light enveloped them again, no one looked up.
It’s worthy of the new era!
He quickly stood at the door of Mu Zhishang's house with the help of the blue electric light, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door. As his fingers tapped, the door creaked...
It's not locked.
Uh… yeah, the ascetic monk’s house is not locked, and my image was like that too. It seems it wasn’t because of poverty at the beginning…
There was nothing in Mu Zhishang's house.
He sat upright on the bare concrete floor and opened his eyes calmly.
As the door opened, Meng Yi nodded at him awkwardly.
"I want to ask, do you know where Luanshan settled? Or... do you know where those ordinary people like him settled?"
His main target is also ordinary people who may lose the protection of the gods.
These people may doubt salvation, but it doesn't matter, he can ask Xu Qingsong to persuade them.
This young man is sincere enough in this regard!
Cen Qiyun is not like that. Although she also hopes that these people will embrace salvation, when she faces these people, she has a vague feeling of giving alms.
As for Meng Yi himself, it was even worse. He felt that doing this would be like completing a task, and this mentality was definitely not right.
Only sincerity can touch people's hearts.
Mu Zhishang was silent for a few seconds before answering:
"Inner City, Building 128, Section 3, Room 302."
He paused, "Remember to close the door."
Meng Yi gently closed the door, then turned and ran towards the inner city.
When Luan Shan saw Meng Yi appear at his doorstep, he was very happy. "I've been wondering if you'd be okay in the wilderness since last night. It looks like you're okay."
As he said that, he welcomed Meng Yi in.
Meng Yi got straight to the point: "I want to know where are the ordinary people who came with you?"
"What?" Luan Shan was a little confused.
"What Cen Qiyun said before was true. These people are in a very dangerous situation now."
Meng Yi said sincerely, "Only my Lord can save them.
I think, among the five of you, you are the only one who truly cares about these ordinary people."
He probed: "You should have memorized the current addresses of these people."
Luan Shan slowly shook his head, "No."
This result was beyond Meng Yi's expectations. The knight of justice didn't care about the people who traveled through mountains and rivers with him?
"If my heart was still there, I would have taken note, kept an eye on you, offered help, and even proactively sought help after receiving your notification."
Luan Shan continued to shake his head, "But now I have no heart!"
Meng Yi was speechless.
Luan Shan patted his chest and said, "My sense of justice is gone, but I will try my best to do the right thing."
Meng Yi sighed. Does the correct meaning of "䛍" mean pleasing the God of Justice? Or does it mean that justice cannot refuse others' legitimate requests for help?
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