Cheng Shuang tiptoed and whispered her analysis to Da Bai, "Which leader would dare to expose their secrets to their impatient subordinates? Otherwise, given the intelligence of these uncles and aunts, the person above would probably have been besieged by powerful protectors many times over. Sigh, these staff members must be insignificant underlings, and the possibility of them getting important information is very small."
Therefore, Cheng Shuang had little energy to continue their pretense of politeness.
Da Bai thought about it and realized it made sense. She patted the little girl's head and saw that although the child was looking down, she had still managed to get the maximum amount of leeway the staff could grant her, so she couldn't help but smile.
This was the first time she had ever met such a worry-free and capable temporary companion.
The final agreement is as follows: they can choose any of the stalls they want, and they are no longer tied to the hotel where they are staying. The two rotten crows can be used as 500 points, which is equivalent to a minimum food allowance for five days.
The staff strongly recommended several stalls to the two, believing them to be reputable, clean, and delicious, which they usually frequent.
Cheng Shuang specifically asked, "Can a homeless person and a human have the same sense of taste?"
The staff member nodded affirmatively, "They have the same sense of taste, but their energy acquisition is different, which affects their food preferences."
The little girl thanked him with a smile and left the customer service center hand in hand with Da Bai.
Now that night has fallen, the brightly lit food street is ablaze with neon lights, dazzling the eye. Loud songs fill the amusement park, and numerous floats bustle about in the surrounding open spaces, some parked, some moving about. All this commotion won't subside until midnight.
Most of the performers on the floats are human, but a few cute and cuddly homeless people are treated like celebrities and are very popular with both people and monsters in the park.
Cheng Shuang and Da Bai went to bed early yesterday and missed seeing this scene today. Now, standing in the crowd, they felt a little dazed once again.
After a long pause, Da Bai exclaimed, "This Death Realm is truly extraordinary."
Cheng Shuang replied, "That's right!" Even though she hadn't been to many places, the only purpose of those homeless people was to eat people, and their entire lives revolved around outsmarting and fighting against the protectors and tourists.
The number and variety of homeless people in the food-themed street far exceed those in other death zones, but they are probably the most comfortable living there because they have their own interests and choices. The maintainers mixed in are more like dessert condiments that can be enjoyed at any time.
Cheng Shuang scratched her nose, feeling somewhat ashamed of her harsh assessment. However, looking at the most boisterous homeless people around her, she couldn't help but admit that the way the protectors were hiding and looking helpless really resembled a group of small, helpless animals that had wandered into human territory.
Thanks to the visual mosaic, although the flickering lights made normal vision unclear, it didn't matter to Cheng Shuang. Everything she saw was in a mosaic form, including the lights and the mosaic blocks hidden in the darkness that the lights couldn't reach, which were slightly lighter than the darkness itself.
Cheng Shuang noticed the silence amidst the hustle and bustle.
The two were squeezed by a large number of people and strange creatures and could only huddle behind the float. After going around half of the amusement park, she discovered an unusual place.
She glanced back several times, but her view was ultimately blocked by the strange creature beside her due to her height.
Based on the shape of the mosaic blocks, she could see that it seemed to be a rockery and a cave with a sign hanging on it. She couldn't make out the words on the sign, but she could tell that the dark rockery was the only place that was out of place from the hustle and bustle of the food street and the amusement park. And in such a place, there were two dark figures hiding in an even more secluded corner, as if they were guarding or hiding.
Cheng Shuang couldn't be sure whether the two figures were alive or dead, but she had a feeling that, in a food-themed street where even amusement park rides like haunted houses were covered in neon lights, the artificial hill seemed to be deliberately forgotten.
Following the trail of the floats, the two returned to the hotel around ten o'clock. After wandering around for a while, they discovered that there were quite a few people in the food street.
It's easy to tell from everyone's expressions who are the new maintainers and tourists entering the Death Zone, and who are the staff who have already established harmonious relationships with the homeless. The staff can still chat and laugh with the homeless they get along with after changing out of their civilian clothes, but they treat the maintainers as if they are from two different worlds, keeping a straight face and ignoring them.
Cheng Shuang suspected that a large part of the reason they could communicate so closely with the homeless was that both sides had relatively low mental strength. They could chat casually for a few minutes and then laugh and laugh, making the communication very easy, unlike when they were facing the homeless, where every word they said was full of hidden meaning.
Humans understand each other best. These workers simply lack mental strength, are prone to slow reactions and emotional outbursts, but it doesn't mean they lack intelligence. Their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm still exists.
The homeless are protected by certain 'rules' established above and will not be harmed, but the maintainers are different.
If any secrets that could harm the food street are uncovered, the staff could very well lose their job and be expelled from the food street.
The little girl looked out over the boundless fence, where dust sometimes rose and smog filled the air, and sometimes the sky was slightly clear. Occasionally, she could catch a glimpse of some large flying object passing by the fence in the distance, but it would not easily approach. It was clear that this place was a good safe haven, especially for some maintainers who did not have enough points and were forced to stay outside the fence for a night but were lucky enough to survive.
One night is enough to exhaust all strength and luck, and perhaps it was also during this night that his mental strength was damaged?
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