Meanwhile, at this very moment, another successor whom Ren Xiaobai is longing for is...
It is currently wandering repeatedly in a corner of City C.
"So hungry...and so thirsty."
Tu Xiaohei rubbed his hair with a slightly impatient expression.
His earrings didn't exhibit any high-tech intelligent response; their properties were still created by rubbing them with his hands.
If the hierarchical system hadn't become widespread, Tu Xiaohei could still have become a migrant worker.
Even though they might not necessarily want you.
But at least there is still a glimmer of hope.
Once hierarchical systems become widespread, all parasites and pests will be forced to operate.
Suddenly, the profession of migrant worker has once again received considerable attention.
After all, the country doesn't support lazy people these days.
You either give up your body or your brain.
Otherwise, one can only become a Class D personnel.
Tu Xiaohei is a loophole in the rules.
He was underage and unable to work normally; his ID card and household registration were completely destroyed by Jaden.
Now, he's basically no different from a D-level personnel.
"Becoming Ultraman's successor, and the treatment is so bad... This really is the worst job in the world."
Tu Xiaohei sighed, then looked at the green trash can next to him.
I opened it, endured the fishy stench, and began sorting.
Household garbage is the type of trash that Tu Xiaohei hates the most, after all, it's smelly and useless.
Moreover, it accounts for a particularly large proportion.
Used batteries, broken glass...
They're all useless things.
Tu Xiaohei even found some old clothes in the trash can.
If these clothes fit well, Tu Xiaohei will change them no matter how novel the style is.
After all, his clothes had long since become worn and dirty due to the passage of time.
However, these clothes were either too big or too small.
It was rare to find one that looked fairly well-fitting, and it was a cotton-padded jacket.
"Sigh... you really can't expect anything reliable from a trash can..."
Tu Xiaohei shook his head and then put the trash back.
Then he looked at his hands with a look of disgust.
He was planning to find some bottles or something similar in the trash can.
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
And my hands got stinky from all that garbage.
"Bad luck."
Tu Xiaohei shook his head, then glanced at the others.
Before the hierarchical system was implemented, people would still take photos of people rummaging through trash cans.
Unfortunately, with the current widespread adoption of hierarchical systems, it's quite normal for D-level personnel to rummage through trash cans.
However, Tu Xiaohei had not met many active Class D members.
They've probably been starving for half a day, so even if they saw me, they wouldn't bother with me.
However, just as Tu Xiaohei was pondering how to clean his hands and what to eat for his next meal, a white-haired, flamboyant teenager rushed straight towards him from afar.
Perhaps it wasn't intentional, but the boy bumped right into Tu Xiaohei.
"Bang!"
A bang rang out, and Tu Xiaohei was knocked to the ground by the boy.
Clearly, Tu Xiaohei's physical strength is far too weak.
So weak that he could be easily knocked down by someone his own age.
Hmm... being starved might be the correct answer.
"What the hell are you doing blocking my way?"
The boy snorted coldly in displeasure, ignoring Tu Xiaohei who hadn't stood up yet, and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him.
He rushed out as if something urgent had happened.
"It hurts so much..."
Tu Xiaohei sighed helplessly, then stood up again.
It was fortunate that the boy didn't put his weight on the trash can; otherwise, if he had knocked it over, he might have been caught.
"Why is that person in such a hurry?"
When Tu Xiaohei looked at the boy, he had already disappeared.
At that moment, Tu Xiaohei's arms were suddenly seized by a strange force, and he was forced to the ground.
"Damn it! You little brat, I've caught you!"
A deep, gruff male voice rang out.
At the same time, there was an increasing force and a tearing pain in my arm.
"I……"
Before Tu Xiaohei could finish speaking, he heard the burly man's furious voice.
"Go to hell! Give me back what's in my shop right now, or I'll send you to the police station!"
"No... I didn't."
Tu Xiaohei was completely dumbfounded. He clearly remembered that he had spent the past few days picking up trash and going hungry.
When did you steal someone's things?
"Damn it! Still being stubborn! Give it back to me right now, I've already called the police!"
Hearing Tu Xiaohei's words, the big man became even angrier, and the pressure on his arm intensified.
"Ouch!"
Tu Xiaohei's physique was far inferior to that of normal people his age, let alone being controlled by this obviously strong man.
In fact, if they were to actually fight, given Tu Xiaohei's current state of being so hungry that he has no strength left...
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