Chapter 147 Chaos Block No. 13 (4) Dragon Tamer
Grandma Hua and the others checked again and again, but they did not find Gao Mengtang's ID card. They could only think that Gao Mengtang had won the genetic lottery and his mental strength was amazing.
They also said that Gao Mengtang had such a high mental resistance and without an identity card, he could only be a fifth-class citizen. Wansui really deserved to die.
"Baby, you prefer good to evil, right?" Grandma Hua suddenly asked.
Gao Mengtang: “Eh?”
"Balance the scales, measure the good and evil of the soul," said the mermaid's tail, "you are obviously a good person."
Unexpectedly, these two copies can be connected. Gao Mengtang nodded: "Yes, good is more important than evil."
After chatting with them for a few sentences, Gao Mengtang learned that the Novice Village dungeon officially launched in the Black Tower game was judged by the [Balance of Balance].
Good people have to do bad things. Evil people have to be punished. However, the conditions are more stringent than those in the [Tangdi Tongxin] copy. Some kind people even have to kill their own parents to pass the scale.
They had a preconceived notion that the task Gao Mengtang had drawn must be to kill his own parents. Gao Mengtang refused to do it, so he became a fifth-class citizen. Gao Mengtang did not deny it.
Grandma Hua put the repaired ID card into another iron box and said to him kindly, "Don't worry, kid. When we chop off the emperor's head, overthrow the Tanhualing, and abolish the six-class citizen system, you will be equal to everyone else."
It sounds like the goal of these axe men is not to prevent the Black Tower game from invading reality, but only to target His Majesty.
Gao Mengtang couldn't help but wonder: "What about the Black Tower game? Don't you want to overthrow the Black Tower?"
"Hahaha, little prince, why do we have to overthrow the Black Tower? Go back to the society before the Black Tower came online and continue to be rats?" The mermaid tail laughed so hard that she couldn't stand.
Gao Mengtang: "Why not? The game is the culprit."
Grandma Hua touched his head kindly: "The game is... fair."
In reality, most people’s lifelong efforts are not as good as the starting point of the lucky ones. But in the game, everyone starts from Lv.0.
It doesn't matter if your ID card isn't strong enough. Just try hard and get a new one.
It doesn't matter if your equipment is not good enough. Just spend some time and grind more.
The dungeon is open to everyone, not just a privileged few. The probability is equal for everyone, not 95% for the rich and 5% for the poor.
"Nothing is fairer than the game," Mermaid Tail got into the bathtub in the room and blew out a bubble. "My parents stayed in Zhongzhou to survive and gave birth to me. I can't get a hukou, and I can't go to school. In the future, I can only work illegally. Working 12 hours a day for a lifetime, can I earn the pocket money of a rich second generation in a year?"
At this point, he sighed again: "The Black Tower game was originally fair. Until His Majesty came up with a six-class citizen system. Damn him."
Grandma Hua opened a small compartment and the aroma of food hit her face. She scooped out a full box of braised pork from the pressure cooker and compacted the bulging rice.
"Baby, it's evening, eat something good. Grandma has stewed some red-braised pork. Take it."
Although Gao Mengtang doesn't eat meat, he can give it to his teammates. He took the food box and said nothing.
He thought that humans would unite to fight against the invasion of the Black Tower. Unexpectedly, they cheered with joy and wished that the whole world could be turned into a game.
The grand history and the glory of civilization are probably not as good as a bowl of braised pork in front of me.
"Since you can repair the ID card, you are one of us." Grandma Hua gave him an axe pendant, about the length of two knuckles, without a rope.
"This is our token of love. Keep it safe and don't show it. The inspector will give you trouble."
On the black market, a repaired ID card can be sold for 10,000 to 1 million yuan, but most of the proceeds will be confiscated and used to run the organization.
The amount of money Gao Mengtang can get ranges from 500 to 3,000 yuan.
The commission is even more severe than Dai Yinyin's, but it is understandable. After all, chopping people with axes is not a job, and the purpose is not to make them rich, but to revolutionize for ideals.
However, this odd job was much easier than cleaning the sewers, so Gao Mengtang gladly accepted it.
"Do you have a place to live?" Seeing Gao Mengtang nod, she continued, "There are fewer orders recently. When you go home, you can make some adhesive and store it in the refrigerator."
Gao Mengtang: "How to make adhesive?"
"This is a physical job... Just crush the raw materials. When you need it, add some soil to stimulate its activity." Grandma Hua said, and opened another small door. "Come, grandma will get you a few kilograms of raw materials."
Gao Mengtang went over to take a look and was so frightened that his curly hair stood up.
That small room was a scene of hell, filled with severed human limbs and blood-stained tongxin vines crawling on the ground like giant green maggots.
"This, is this the raw material of adhesive?!" Gao Mengtang took a half step back.
He finally understood why the smell of adhesive smelled familiar.
"Yes, baby, don't be afraid." Grandma Hua picked up a few pieces of intestines, some eyeballs, some internal organs that could not be recognized, and a few dying Tongxin vines, and put them into a black plastic bag.
Grandma Hua: "Just mash them up."
"...Okay." Gao Mengtang took it carefully, took a few deep breaths, and prepared himself mentally, "What is Tongxinteng, and why can it be used as an adhesive for ID cards?"
The mermaid lifted her tail, and water splashed onto the ground. "I don't know. Why are you asking so many questions? Are you going to take the Judgment Hall exam? A fifth-class citizen can't take that."
"Don't talk nonsense, young man. Curiosity is a good thing." Grandma Hua said. She became the leader of the Axe Cutter not because of her age, but because of her real ability.
She knows more than others.
"Tongxin vine, it is said that it is the flower vine planted by Su Ji Meng..."
Gao Mengtang was even more surprised: "Su Ji Meng?"
The Enemy Rabbit has such a past.
"Well. You know Him, well, reading more books is a good thing." Grandma Hua said slowly.
After the death of the Sixth Wise King and the completion of the Black Tower Seven built for Su Ji Meng, everything was ready, and he only had to wait for the auspicious day to ascend the throne and become the Seventh Wise King.
Su Ji Meng was a rabbit who loved beauty. The black tower was crooked and ugly, so he proposed to plant flower vines to wrap around the entire black tower.
He looked down upon ordinary climbing roses, wisterias, and trumpet creepers, and cultivated a flower vine of his own, which Su Ji Meng named Tong Xin Teng.
The Tongxin vine entwined the throne and came out from the windows and chimneys. In two days, it had completely wrapped around the Black Tower. From a distance, the Black Tower looked like a seedling tree full of colorful flowers. It was really much more beautiful.
He is the future wise king seven, and others dare not disobey him, so the flowers are allowed to bloom freely.
Until the night before the coronation, the colorful branches withered and died in an instant. The servants guarding outside were worried that something had happened, so they rushed into the Black Tower No. 7 to take a look.
On the half-dead flower vine, there lay an adult humanoid creature, half of its body covered with dark red mucous membrane, and the other half as white as jade.
A hybrid of the Deadborn and the Moon creatures - the Feasters.
"He's very handsome, isn't he? The child of Hydra and I." Su Ji Meng brushed aside a strand of the reveler's wet hair and lovingly stroked his cheek covered with dark red mucous membrane.
The creatures in the other world are conceived in vitro. Find a magical instrument that can carry magic power, and integrate the magic power of both people into it to conceive life.
And the magic weapon that Su Ji Meng chose was actually the throne!
Those flower vines are the embryos of the revelers.
All the moon creatures in the world were furious. They voted to depose Su Ji Meng, threw the Reveller and Tong Xin Teng into the surface world, and mobilized the entire country to seal the Dead Born [Basilisk] who was in cahoots with Su Ji Meng.
After finishing the story, Grandma Hua drank some sugar water and said, "Later, Tongxin Teng went through several mutations and became what it is today."
Tongxin Teng was originally an embryo from the other world. It has strong reproductive capacity and the ability to regenerate, which is equivalent to stem cells.
The ID card is made of the soul of the moon creature, so it is most appropriate to use Tongxin vine as adhesive to repair the ID card.
Gao Mengtang was speechless after hearing this. "So, is the basilisk still alive?"
"I don't know about that." Grandma Hua said, "Baby, read more books and know more. Tell grandma a story too."
I made 800 yuan by repairing the ID card.
Gao Mengtang returned home, kicking a stack of money and carrying a bag of squirming limbs. As he changed his slippers, he muttered, "My enemy Rabbit, I will definitely settle the score with you."
"Brother, have you seen Su Ji Meng?" Gao Geng was sitting in front of the computer and turned around when he heard the words.
"No." Gao Mengtang said, "Is he also in the dungeon?"
Gao Geng: "Yes. Him, Weng Moyun, Xiao Canglan. I'll bring them to see you."
Gao Mengtang: "They are all here? Why didn't you tell me?"
"unimportant."
"How can it not be important!"
Gao Geng: "They are not you, why should they be important?"
Gao Mengtang: “…”Forget it.
"I earned 800 yuan," Gao Mengtang opened the drawer where the money was hidden and paused, "How come 10,000 yuan is missing?"
Gao Geng: "Wei Wei took it away."
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Sigh South City Station.
Block 13 is located at the border of Jiecheng. The bus station here, Jiechengnan, has been in disrepair for many years and is very dilapidated. Most of the people coming and going are low-income groups.
For some people, Jiechengnan has a special meaning - the black market.
Wei Wei stood under a tree smoking, looking around, examining everyone's face. This was a signal that he wanted to buy something.
Soon, Wei Wei attracted the attention of a man, who came over and put an arm on Wei Wei's shoulder.
"What do you want, buddy?"
"Poker cards." said Wei Wei.
In the black market, playing cards refer to identity cards.
A player can only bind one identity card, and changing the card requires giving up all props.
There are gems in the Court of Justice that can detect identity cards. They will light up only when an identity card that has been officially launched is detected.
The other players can't do anything about it.
But Wei Wei has a solution.
Summoned creatures can also be bound to ID cards, but after binding, their brains will be transformed by the ID cards, breaking away from the control of their masters and becoming independent individuals.
But He Luo is an octopus, with 10 arms and 11 brains. By binding the ID card to one of the arms, He Luo will not be separated from his owner, but one arm will be out of control.
But it doesn’t matter, He Luo has many claws.
He Luo can pass the ID card test when he is with Wei Wei. The only problem left is how to prove the source of the ID card is legal.
Wei Wei is not very worried about this problem. It is people who review the materials, and the materials are incomplete, but he has a way to make the people who review the materials be flexible.
The strong man: "I have the playing cards. How many do you have?"
Wei Wei opened the pocket of his Zhongshan suit, revealing a stack of banknotes inside.
"That's enough. Come with me." The sturdy man held Wei Wei's shoulders and led him to the underground garage next door.
The surveillance cameras here were all broken, the lights were dim, there was a smell of cigarettes everywhere, and there was a pungent odor from the uncleaned public toilet. The two walked all the way to the black MPV in the corner, and the sturdy man pushed Wei Wei into the car.
The burly man unpacked the bottom of the seat and pulled out a stack of ID cards: "Which one do you want?"
Wei Wei pretended to pick for a while and asked, "Is there anything better?"
“This is all you can buy with 10,000 yuan,” the sturdy man said.
Wei Wei laughed contemptuously: "If you don't have any goods, you can just say so."
Strong men are hot-tempered and easily provoked. They immediately raised their voices and said, "You can't fucking afford it. What am I showing you? Do you want me to miss it?"
"Do I look like someone who is short of money?" Wei Wei raised his arm, took a leisurely puff of cigarette, and pretended to casually reveal the Jaquet Droz skull on his wrist.
The watch belongs to Duan Song. Duan Song doesn't like to play dungeons without Gao Mengtang. His performance is not up to standard, so he uses this watch to bribe Wei Wei.
The strong man didn't know much about watches, but he could tell that this watch was very beautiful and shiny. It was obviously noble. Looking at Wei Wei's temperament, he saw that he was elegant and extraordinary. He rolled his eyes and said, "He is a rich man."
"The best ID card, let me see it." Wei Wei took off the watch and threw it into the strong man's hand.
The strong man caressed it lovingly for a while, then smiled happily: "Boss, I didn't recognize the best. I'll give you the best ID card right away."
He got into the trunk, pried open the outer shell, and took out a small cloth bag.
"Boss, take a look. This is some top-notch merchandise."
The card has a giant dragon on it, and a line of otherworldly text below it, which translates to: [Dragon Tamer] [No.: 20811]
Wei Wei picked up the card between his index and middle fingers: "Not bad. I'll take it."
The sturdy man rubbed his hands and said, "This card costs more than 700,000 Black Tower coins. Although your watch is expensive, it is from the old world after all. In the market, the exchange rate of Black Tower coins for universal coins is 1 to 10..."
"More than 700,000..." Wei Wei repeated casually.
A hint of doubt flashed across the sturdy man's eyes: "Boss, it's just a small amount of money for you, right?"
"I don't have money, but it doesn't matter," Wei Wei squinted at him, "because you're dying."
In the darkness, a dark green tentacle of He Luo stretched out, wrapped around the strong man's neck, and suddenly tightened. The neck snapped.
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