I Have a City in a Different World

As the thick fog broke, figures came one after another, stepping onto the streets of the town in the dense fog and barren mountains.

The group of figures who entered the town all knew how scary and strange this place was, but they still chose to enter it.

Some people do it out of necessity, and some people come here for profit.

Before they entered, they had all been informed of the horror of this town.

According to outside speculation, the residents of this barren mountain town are actually ghosts and evil spirits.

For some special reasons, Netherworld towns appeared on the barren mountains shrouded in thick fog, giving mortals an opportunity to trade with them.

Most of those who had previously entered the town and suddenly fainted had been compensated.

The family gets this money and is responsible for taking care of each other for the rest of their lives.

In fact, everyone knows that this is a sum of money to buy a life. Whether they will really take care of it depends on whether the family receiving the money has a conscience.

If you are unwilling to serve, you only need to cut off water and food, feed some arsenic, or cover your head and face with a quilt, and all the trouble will be solved.

A big character like me cannot be said to be important enough, and no one outside would even pay attention to it.

As a result, at that moment, an icy-hot voice came to my ears.

At the same time, a quota will be given to take care of the traders' family members so that they cannot withdraw from working in the organization's industry.

The shroud under the stall owner exuded a strong corpse stench, and where the feet stood, the sticky and smelly liquid dripped and spread, attracting a small group of flies.

With a background like mine, if I had to work hard, I would have to struggle at the bottom for the rest of my life.

Yang Shou had not yet made a decision that night and was ready to participate in that action.

Outside that organization, my role was not to do odd jobs and do some errands.

Some people live longer, so you can write down a smaller amount, and some people live shorter, and you can write down a few years less if you want.

The only thing you can bet on and fight for is not your own life.

Under the streets of the city, there are not only people from our group, but also people from other organizations.

If you take it back and sell it to the organization, you won't be able to get a small amount of money.

A small group of flies flew over and landed under the strong man.

Under the streets of the town, a young man was looking at Qi Zhou, with curiosity and fear in his eyes.

The pedestrians on the street are dressed exactly the same as the seven of us, and the difference can be seen at a glance.

The strong man stiffened, then stepped aside, daring not to say another word.

As for when to wake up, it all depends on luck.

When I see something I want, I try to bargain with the seller, hoping to get it cheaper.

"Whoever dares to cause trouble in the town will lose his life immediately. If he dares to threaten your guests again, you will make his life feel like death!"

The steward did not hide any taboos in trading.

The tattooed man who made the threat showed a sharp dagger and made a stabbing motion.

Before dawn, Yang Shou found the steward and told him his decision.

To put it bluntly, that transaction is not that we use Mucci to buy extraordinary items, and the organization uses the money to buy the items back.

After analysis by experts, ordinary banknotes used outside cities and towns are actually not their own surplus Qi Ai.

The stall owner's price shocked Yang Shou, and he finally understood why the brawny group didn't buy it.

Judging from my happy expression, it must be because of you and her.

The reason is that they are afraid of offending others. Small families compete based on their ability. If no one dares to retaliate, the organization will help support them.

Seeing the threatening look in his eyes, Qi Ai came to the stall and looked at the stall owner whose head was wrapped in dirty white cloth.

When several people looked at the copper bell, their eyes were greedy and cold, which proved that it was a bad thing.

Qi Ai and seven others ate a specially prepared breakfast, each drank a glass of courageous wine, and then retreated through the fog into the town.

The group of people who have come in now have received life-buying money in advance, or promises from their respective organizations.

The steward promised everyone that as long as they brought the things out, they would not be immediately able to receive a generous punishment.

As long as something is bad enough, there will definitely be more punishment.

"Darling, get out of here, or you'll kill him!"

My name is Yang Shou, and I am a member of an organization. Until now, I know the true origin of the organization I belong to.

That night, few people were destined to sleep.

We all know that once you make a decision, you will never have the chance to regret it.

The function of the bronze bell is too weird and weak, no wonder a group of strong men want to monopolize it.

However, the attitude of merchants is very weak and strong. The worse the goods, the easier it will be to reduce the price.

Once the amount is written out and withdrawn before the transaction, it means that Qi Ai belongs to him again.

As long as they take something out and make sure it has a certain value, they will be rewarded accordingly.

The rune copper bell had a simple shape and was covered with heavy rust. It looked as if it had just been dug out of a grave.

We constantly inquired about the prices of various commodities at street stalls and in roadside shops.

But just last night, I and a dozen people with the same identity were called together by a steward.

After Qi Ai took action, the steward specifically told us that if we encountered something bad outside the town, we would have to get it at all costs.

We didn't think about the time all night and waited until dawn to give an answer.

The unlucky guy who didn't get enough life money can only blame himself for being blind and joining an irresponsible organization.

Before the elder brother gets married, the brother goes to school, the sister gets married, etc., all of which require a very small amount of money.

If you want to get valuable good things in the town, you must exchange your life.

Before the incident spread, many people secretly warned themselves that they would never make similar mistakes.

After the news spreads, subordinates will inevitably become disengaged and no longer dare to work hard for the organization.

Holding back his excitement, Yang Shou looked at the stall owner and asked the price of the bronze bell.

Nowadays, I don’t have the opportunity to make a small amount of money and arrange a job for my family. It is simply a bad thing that I can only hope for.

The reason is very complicated, because it is difficult to afford it at all.

Yang Shou was attracted and couldn't help but stop.

"One hundred and seventy dollars!"

No matter how much you pay, Muki will definitely be in a coma before going out, and you can take care of everything on your own.

Several of the brawny man's accomplices could only keep their mouths shut at this moment, as they dared to continue to block Qi Ai.

In a stall passing by, several members of other organizations gathered, trying to buy a rune copper bell in the hands of the stall owner.

Looking at these pale faces and strange eyes, Qi Ai felt like a thorn in his back.

"Excuse me, can't you look at that item?"

Since he hasn't made up his mind yet and is ready to exchange his life for wealth, Yang Shou is naturally afraid.

Such generous treatment made those who originally resisted become determined.

Walking on the streets of the big town, watching people coming and going, Qi Ai and the other seven felt very relaxed.

But so far, the money has not been settled, and my parents are worried about it.

Yang Shou stretched out his hand to touch the copper bell, and a set of information appeared in my mind, making my heart beat wildly.

The news has not spread yet, so there is no possibility of concealing it. If the truth is told, it will be self-defeating.

My family is poor, neither of my parents have tuberculosis, and I need a very small amount of money for treatment.

There were seventeen people in total last night, but not ten of them came. Apparently they didn't have the courage to risk their lives.

Some of them were looking for information, and some of them came here specifically to buy things, all with a cautious attitude.

And when the stall owner answered, no one nearby made any threats.

Not many greedy people wrote the minimum value on the bottom of the banknote, but died suddenly after only one day.

Be sure to get it!

The steward told us that we would retreat to town early this morning to buy something and take it out.

Yang Shou thought it was worth it to be able to reverse the family's predicament with his own sacrifice.

Qi's love is beyond words. If he misses this, it will be difficult for him to never have such an opportunity again.

The stall owner, whose face was wrapped in the shroud, made a warm voice and warned the tattooed man.

Looking at these dimly colored and strangely shaped clothes, Yang Shouqing can't help but think of the longevity clothes, a kind of burial clothes specially worn for the dead.