My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 234 Black Identification Tag

Author: Year of the Dancing Spoon

Chapter 234 Black Identification Tag

After all, the clerks were starting to pack up and prepare to leave, so it was naturally time for them to get off work.

"I can finally rest." The young girl stretched her waist and said. She was the receptionist in Division F, and she was still quite upset because of Su Zhe's incident.

If I hadn't been speechless, I might have been able to grab it!

Yin Hang held the identification tag, frowned slightly, and then tried to pass by the usher beside him and asked: "Hello..."

"I'm really sorry. Our section is full. You can go elsewhere." The other party politely moved away and left the place.

In the blink of an eye, the entire hall seemed a little empty, except for a woman in her thirties wearing glasses in the corner, sorting out the documents in front of her.

When she noticed Yin Hang walking over with an identification sign, but it was white, she smiled a little tiredly and said, "I'm sorry, our section is also full."

"Is that so?" Yin Hang looked at the door, "I was there five minutes ago."

"Cough cough cough..." She felt a little embarrassed, and then explained awkwardly: "But our residential community with white identification signs is indeed full now."

"After the cultivators began to conquer the secret realm, many construction plans were put on hold. Even if the storage is expanded, the capacity of our partition is still limited."

"Although more places can be added every day, you came late..."

"What about tomorrow?" Yin Hang frowned.

"Actually, there's already quite a queue in front of you...I'm really sorry."

Having said this, Yin Hang also understood what the other party meant.

He did think that there must be a difference in attitude between the black identification tag and his white identification tag. After all, the clerk just demonstrated it to him.

But Yin Hang didn't think about what kind of treatment he wanted. He just needed to apply to enter the G division.

But I didn't expect that the difference would be to such an extent.

Then Yin Hang said in a deep voice: "I know what the situation is, but I have to have a place to go, right?"

The woman wearing glasses hesitated for a moment and tried to hint to Yin Hang: "Well, I'm not very clear about this... but you can go out and have a look. There may be some places that are willing to accept you."

"Perhaps..." The other party hesitated at this point.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Yin Hang didn't say any more, returned to the front office, held the little girl's hand and prepared to leave.

Yin Hang is not worried about accommodation. After all, there are many tents in the storage mirror, and there is no need to worry about food.

But what he wants is to be admitted to the G partition. Only in this way can he easily hang out with his wife.

When the woman saw Yin Hang leading the little girl away, she suddenly subconsciously stretched out her hand, but after hesitating for a moment, she still did not call them to stop.

She didn't lie. Regular communities in various regions are really at full capacity now.

Even if some indicators can be released every day, they are all symbolic and it is simply impossible to take care of everyone.

In the end, on the periphery of each subdivision, the survivors queuing up for admission have even formed a new community.

And when communities started to be formed by ordinary people, the quotas released by their main divisions became even tighter.

So even if I am stopped, what can I do?

When Yin Hang walked out of the back door of the compartment, he felt as if he had just left the station.

There were many middle-aged men squatting around the door. When they saw that Yin Hang came out alone without an usher, they all squeezed in front of him.

"Brother, do you want to come and see our Anxin home?"

"We are sending people from the United Union Institute, can I come?"

"Brother, we are all young, come with me!"

Because Yin Hang is carrying a hiking bag and has a child by his side, he can apply for special supplies such as healthy milk and vitamins, so he is inexplicably quite popular here.

At this moment, a middle-aged man about forty years old with a cigarette in his mouth walked slowly over from a distance.

Seeing this, the other people blocking Yin Hang had no choice but to get out of the way.

Being able to smoke leisurely like this in a secret place already means a lot.

When the middle-aged man approached, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then pulled out one and handed it to Yin Hang.

"Come on?"

Yin Hang did not know how to smoke, and just when he was about to refuse, the other party noticed the little girl next to Yin Hang. After a pause, he put away the cigarette handed to Yin Hang and took the one in his mouth.

Dropped at your feet.

Then he knelt down, looked at the little girl with a smile, imitated the tone of a child's voice and teased her: "Hello, lovely little girl."

But the little girl tightly grasped Yin Hang's cuffs and hid behind him.

"Hey, little brother, it's already so late, why don't you come with me?" The middle-aged man stood up and said to Yin Hang: "And you see it's quite late, so your girl is freezing.

How to fix it?"

Yin Hang looked around and found that the guys who were close to him just now were actually farther away from him now.

After noticing Yin Hang's suspicious gaze, the middle-aged man laughed directly and said, "Hahaha, don't worry, I'm definitely not a bad guy, otherwise they wouldn't let me stand at the door."

Yin Hang thought for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

And after they left, the cigarette butt discarded on the roadside was still glowing with a dim red light in the dark night.

When a man saw this, he squatted over and picked it up. Just before it was about to go out, he took a deep breath.

"Come on, please. I've been holding it in for the past few days and I'm so panicked." Another man came over and stretched out his hand to say.

After he took a deep breath, he coughed and complained: "This cigarette is harder to smoke than the cigarette butt I picked up in the Internet cafe."

"It's good to have it, why don't you think so?" The man next to him grabbed it and started to smoke it slowly.

"How did that thing manage to do so well in this shabby place?" the man who had his cigarette taken away asked in confusion.

"Don't even think about it. They work for cultivators. How can you compare with that?"

"Ah?" The man who had his cigarette taken away didn't understand, "Aren't we all ordinary people? What can he do for practitioners?"

"If I knew, why would I still be picking up cigarette butts here?" The man who had finished smoking spat out his mouth fiercely.

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The sky was completely dark at this time, and the soft moonlight did not provide much effective lighting.

Obvious lights can be seen in the distance of the camp, but nearby there are only scattered campfires and muddy roads.

There are only temporary shacks on both sides of the road, which can only slightly block the cold wind at night.

When they found the hiking bag Yin Hang was carrying, they would force themselves to come over and ask for some food.

At first, the middle-aged man wanted to remind Yin Hang to stay as close to him as possible, otherwise he would be stolen or robbed.

But after Yin Hang distributed all the things in his hiking bag except for the little girl, he said no more.

"Is this really a camp?" Yin Hang felt that this place was completely different from what he imagined.

"Of course it is, at least it's safe, isn't it?" The middle-aged man looked at the messy environment around him and said, "It's pretty good to be alive in such a dangerous secret realm."

"After all, we are just ordinary people at the lowest level."

The middle-aged man chuckled.

Yin Hang didn't know where the other party was taking him, but the places they passed were becoming more and more primitive in every aspect, to the point where they were camping directly on rags, and even the bonfires for heating were extinguished.

Finally they reached a high point and looked into the distance.

This is the place where Yin Hang first saw lights. Now they are very close. It is a completely different world from just now.

The neat and orderly houses, stone-paved roads, and bright lighting system make it look like a medieval town.

But that was the first impression just now. If you look carefully, you can see that it is still very dirty, and there are also people lying down and sleeping directly beside the road.

Even so, it is much better than the place Yin Hang passed just now.

Then the middle-aged man said with a hint of melancholy: "That's the scope of Division K. Although Division K is the division with the worst conditions in our southwest district, people like us with white identification plates can only wait in line.

Can go in."

"Those exquisite houses were originally provided for cultivators to live in, but after the number of survivors exceeded the capacity of each district, they were all given out for the survivors to live in."

"Although the environment is getting worse and worse now, it is still much better than the place we just passed through."

"At least the food distributed every day is enough to feed the survivors inside."

"And you can also get extra work, more food, and even some clothes."

Yin Hang frowned slightly, not understanding the purpose of the other party telling him this.

But I always feel that the other party is trying to guide me.

Then the middle-aged man lowered his voice, leaned next to Yin Hang and whispered: "I have a way to send you in."

Yin Hang retreated slightly, keeping his distance and asked doubtfully: "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple." The other party said, taking out his pack of cigarettes again, and with a slight smile, he actually pulled out an oval-shaped metal piece from the bottom of the cigarette box.

The identification plate, and in the refraction of the lights in the K zone in the distance, Yin Hang could clearly see that it was black!

After seeing that Yin Hang could realize what he was holding, the middle-aged man shook the black card in his hand, smiled at Yin Hang and said, "If you have this black card, are you still afraid that you won't be able to get in?"

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"Is this a fake card?" Yin Hang said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man shook his head and asked: "If you can spend fake money, can it still be called fake money?"

"Fake medicines that can cure diseases, are they called fake medicines?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stuffed the identification tag back into the cigarette case and put it back in his pocket.

But noticing that Yin Hang still had a frown on his face, he thought he was hesitating, and immediately began to persuade him.

"You are still young, and you can get through it after a while, but what about your girl?" The middle-aged man said to the little girl next to Yin Hang: "Do you want your girl to live like that?

A possible place for malaria?"

"If you catch the disease, it will last a lifetime."

"Besides, it's very chaotic outside. If something happens, will you have time to regret it?"

The middle-aged man thought of something when he said this, and added: "Well, there is a place in the secret realm that can take care of children, but if I send them there, can you rest assured?"

"Only two aunts are professionals, and the others are just ignorant girls. What would you do if you bully your girl?"

When the middle-aged man said this, he focused on the little girl following Yin Hang.

And this kind of worry is the best to control.

But after hearing this, Yin Hang already had plans to leave.

As for the reason why he and the other party came here, he really didn't expect that these swindlers who sold fake certificates would be so dedicated to the secret realm.

When the other party noticed that Yin Hang was a little irritable, the middle-aged man also frowned.

In an environment like this in a secret realm, even if you are a liar, a hungry survivor will desperately cling to this slim hope.

However, Yin Hang's reaction turned out to be indifferent.

Of course, after all, Yin Hang's storage mirror has everything that normal people can't even imagine.

Finally, the middle-aged man patted his pocket gently and said softly: "To tell you the truth, my black identification tag... is genuine!"

"So you don't have to worry about being discovered."

"Real thing?"

"The black identification tag is a specially made material that allows cultivators to retain it in high-intensity battles. How can it be made of synthetic plastic like the white identification tag?"

Yin Hang was slightly stunned. After a moment of silence, he stared at the other person and asked, "How much is it?"

The middle-aged man is waiting for this sentence, and it would be better if the other party brings it up.

"It doesn't require money. For you, you can experience the benefits of a cultivator for free."

"Really?" Yin Hang shrugged, but because he was holding the little girl, he could only shrug half of his shoulders. "As far as I know, free is often the most expensive."

The middle-aged man chuckled and said: "This is indeed the case in some cases, just like trying snacks in the supermarket. You think they taste good so you spend a lot of money. Then there is nothing anyone can do."

"If you use the black identification card of a cultivator to do evil and eventually become angry and resentful, then no one can save you."

"So..." Yin Hang stared at the other party.

"Hahaha, free is free, but you still need to do something." The middle-aged man finally brought the topic to the right track.

"In addition to supplies, cultivators also have an extremely special subsidy - spiritual stones."

"Of course, spiritual stones are completely useless to ordinary people, that is, to you and me."

"So, can you understand what I mean?"

(End of chapter)