From star abyss

Chapter 572 276. Scrap Recycling Station

Li Ozi took the caramel snail on a hike through the forest. They walked through the mud, but stepping on pine needles and fallen leaves did not necessarily make their boots dirty.

Li Ozi picked some berries and ate them while walking, as if on an outing. After arriving on this planet, he became taciturn and rarely talked with the caramel snail all night long.

Once the topic comes up, Li Ozi will repeatedly say, 'Trust me', 'Only I will not betray you', 'Don't think about anything'.

At first, Caramel Snail thought that Li Ozi might have something to hide. After all, judging from his familiarity with Purple Star, it was definitely not his first time here.

Lee Ozi, where are you from?

asked the caramel snail.

Li Ozi, who was walking in front, didn't even look back. He bit into a wild fruit that looked like a tomato and asked:

Why do you suddenly ask this question?

You were on the Blue Star before and told us that you were from the Empire of Heroes and that you were a special investigator codenamed 'Echoer'.

Caramel Snail dug out the chat history at that time and read to it, then raised his head and looked at Li Ozi's back:

Although you have already said that you are an alien, after returning to the universe, you did not immediately go back to your 'hometown'. Instead, you stayed on White Candle Star, helped us build a base, and developed into the president along the way.

so what?

Li Ozi said oh nonchalantly.

It's nothing, I'm just curious, Li Ozi, what is your origin and who are you... Caramel Snail scratched his chin: You always act too perfect, but you also seem too lonely.

I'm most likely not a human being.

Li Ozi wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said casually:

As for where I come from, I don't have a fixed nationality or homeland at all. As long as I achieve my goals, I don't care about any restrictions.

“I could be anyone, or just a drifter passing through.”

Faction, ethnicity, belief, country - these things to me are just like clothes to you, you can change them at any time.

Then you must belong somewhere...

If you insist on saying it.

Li Ozi thought carefully and said seriously:

I have a feeling that I can and can only express myself in this universe. Once I leave here, I will be nothing.

If we start from this perspective, then my belonging is this star abyss.

It's another conversation where a lot is said, but no information is leaked.

Caramel snails are speechless.

I don’t know whether it’s because the AI ​​in this game is too good or because his clichés are too obvious. Li Ozi just doesn’t buy his fault, and even though he occasionally gives small gifts, he won’t say anything useful.

This made Caramel Snail even more curious about this mission.

‘Maybe it’s an exclusive mission that only I can enjoy... Will the reward be very generous? It seems that I have to record a video to record my gaming journey, and maybe I can make a fortune. ’

He was originally a rough and optimistic person. When he thought about it, Caramel Snail was in a much better mood. He didn't feel uncomfortable going on missions with Li Ozi and simply enjoyed the game process.

Speaking of which, where are we going?

asked the caramel snail.

Go straight from here, along the river, and you will soon encounter a bridge hole. Pass through and you will see the highway. Then we will go to the city to find someone.

Li Ozi said.

Aren't you looking for money? I thought you were looking for treasure or something.

Strictly speaking, it is indeed a treasure.

Li Ozi raised his hand and looked into the distance of the river:

I want to find someone who plays rock music.

……………………

Chachacha——

Xia Beiluo sat on the bank, trying hard to clean her clothes and shoes. Her fingers were swollen and white from blisters. She hadn't eaten anything since last night. At this moment, she could smell the fishy smell of snails and small white fish in the river. , all in a daze.

After rubbing the clothes, wringing them dry, and drying them in the sun on the big rocks on the shore, Xia Beiluo felt a little dizzy from the strong sun.

The rental house was flooded, the property owner ran away, and the landlord asked her to compensate for the broken furniture. Even the second-hand bicycle was broken.

Now that all her savings have been wiped out, where should she find a job?

She doesn't look good, she almost has the face of a boy. Even if she sells it, she won't make much money. Besides, in the territory of the Black Snake Gang, you have to pay for everything you do. Who made them get closer to the church and helped them deal with so many problems? Bad behavior.

She was silent for a while, lying on the grass in a daze, thinking about her plan.

I can only continue to try my luck at the scrap station.

After the sun dried her clothes, she put on her thin shirt and trousers again, put her wet jacket on her shoulders, and walked in the sun while her hair dried naturally and became as messy as a ball of straw.

Complaining will not change anything, it will only make the mood worse - this is what Xia Beiluo has understood very early.

She approached the scrap station and saw several men blocking the gate from a distance. She immediately stopped and hid aside.

You really haven't seen it? the leading man asked questioningly.

They wore black hoods and had black snake tattoos on their bodies.

The thugs of the Black Snake Gang...

Xia Beiluo quietly came closer. She was just over 1.6 meters tall and was small enough to hide behind the trash can so no one would notice her.

A few thugs held phosphorus lamps and had curved swords slung around their waists. Their connection with the [Ghost Lord] Church was just written on their faces.

They seemed to have had a dispute with the scrap station owner and were discussing something heatedly.

Of course not. I have never heard or seen these things. The church prohibits collecting these things. I have lived for more than fifty years. Do you think I don't understand?

Pierre, the owner of the scrap yard, said impatiently:

You guys who have trained your muscles and your brains, even if you can't use your brains, at least trust your eyes, right? After a disagreement, you came to me and turned over, saying you want to find such and such a casino? Have you seen it? Who would open a casino in a scrap yard?”

The members of the Black Snake Gang looked a little confused. Apparently they had been told the truth by Pierre, and they muttered:

Uh - I didn't know. It's just that the people above heard the news and were ordered to come over and check.

The people above? You mean the priest of this diocese, Oster? Pierre said in surprise.

It's good that you know that Priest Oster has been promoted to the Gamma level. He only needs the gift of the Lord of Ghosts to become the Grand Priest. Even the mayor must obey him.

The leader of the Black Snake Gang warned:

Don't hide it. [The Lord of Ghosts] has ordered against gambling. Casinos must not be opened! If you are found out then, don't blame me for not reminding you. The church's methods are much crueler than those of us...

Okay, okay, let's go, you've already made a mess on my territory!

Pierre waved his hand and pushed the Black Snake Gang out of the scrap yard. The leader seemed to be afraid that Pierre would not remember, so he turned around and shouted:

Remember! No rock music! The church doesn't like that kind of rebellious stuff.