Zhang Feng thought about it and felt that this could definitely be done.

And one year after the game was launched in the previous life, the demand for Daqiandian was still in short supply, and the shortage was severe.

As long as you dare to put it on the forum and trade with cash.

One hundred million in cash, one point.

Or one or two thousand kilograms of gold, a little bit.

As long as you dare to put it up, no matter how much it is, you will be booked instantly.

Because money at that time was the same as paper, and the new trading methods were based on big thousand points.

Simple and violent.

When the time comes, you will have a thousand points, and the resurrection props will be acquired with certainty.

Zhang Feng recalled that he saw a wealth ranking in the lower right corner of the strength and weapon rankings.

Click to open.

Zhang Feng saw his own name.

‘First place: Zhang Feng’

‘Wealth: 100 Great Thousand Points’

Skip.

Zhang Feng glanced at the last 'exchange items', which were gold, silver and jewelry, and they were all 'blue items'.

Because within the rules of the world.

Players cannot carry "white quality money" to the next world.

Therefore, players can spend thousands of points to buy some items such as "blue gold" and exchange them for daily activity funds in the new world.

But players in the world, as long as they are of similar strength, can create wealth with knives and experience life with fists wherever they go.

Except for some people who love beauty and buy some for fun, basically no one wants this thing.

Of course, there are also free things in the game lobby.

There is no rent for this small villa of 200 square meters.

And as long as you spend a mere ten points, you can customize the furniture in the house at will.

Zhang Feng thought about it, without customizing anything, but looked at the wall at the door.

The one-hour break has expired and you can teleport at any time.

Then there's no need to wait, since I'm alone in the hall now.

‘Please select a number..’

"Second level, 01."

‘Pre-departure preview’

The prompt falls.

The light curtain on the wall in front flows, showing a cluster of high-rise buildings, similar to a modern landscape.

Zhang Feng looked intently and saw the streets with people coming and going, bicycles, electric vehicles, and cars.

Looking and looking.

Zhang Feng felt a little enlightened for a moment, and for a moment he felt as if he had returned to reality.

But later I thought that this is world 01, even if it is an urban background, it is not that simple.

Zhang Feng stopped sighing.

I looked through my clothes and found a short-collared top and long trousers to put on, similar to the people I saw on the street before.

It’s also slightly ‘not trendy’.

The wooden scabbard of the Tang sword that had just been changed was hung vertically on the side of the leg, and then he put on his small baggage, blocked it, and worked together.

Walk.

‘Countdown..’

10..

'0..'

Zhang Feng grabbed the armrest of the bus and looked out the window.

The new world has arrived.

As in the previous preview, outside the window are pedestrians, bicycles, occasional cars, and electric vehicles.

Now, I am on a bus full of people.

At the same time, when Zhang Fengzheng was looking around, he also heard the prompt.

‘Your current world level: Level 2’

Map number:0001

Tips: In each level stage, the higher the number, the higher the difficulty..

Time until public beta: 295 days, 3 hours and 1 minute left..

Identity: Resident of Feng City, Wu Province.

Current location: Wu Province, Ren City.

Event mission: Find a person nicknamed "Brother Tao" in Ren City.

'Reward: ten thousand coins...'

Listen to the prompts.

Zhang Feng's first reaction was that this time's identity was actually better than the last start.

At least it's not working in any store, but becoming a "free man" who is unemployed and homeless.

I checked my pocket and found an ID card and one hundred yuan.

Calculate it like this.

The status next time should be higher than these two times.

‘Ding.. Huaihua Street is here, please get off the car..’

"Comrade... please give way..." The middle-aged man next to him wanted to get off the car, but Zhang Feng kept blocking the door and looking out the window, just standing still.

"Well..." Zhang Feng heard a shout from his side and apologized.

The middle-aged man smiled back, glanced at Zhang Feng's "rustic" clothes, and got out of the car with a basket of eggs.

When Zhang Feng saw the middle-aged man leaving, he thought about it and when another passenger got off the bus, he also got off and left, arriving at the bus stop.

Now that the task has been received.

What we need to do now is not to drive around in circles, but to find people, get money, buy medicine, and a place to live.

You can't sleep on the street, what's that?

He glanced at the people waiting for the bus nearby.

Zhang Feng glanced at a young girl wearing bell-bottom pants, with a touch of red hair, and dressed fashionably.

Come closer.

"Hello, let me ask..."

"Well..." The little girl looked back at Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng was a bit tall, so she got to Zhang Feng's clothes first.

He was dressed in the 1960s and 1970s, and he was carrying a bulky baggage in his hand.

'You old hat...' she thought to herself. She originally wanted to deal with it, but when she looked up and saw Zhang Feng, she was stunned for a moment, but then she pretended to be calm and said calmly: "Well... what's the matter?"

"Where is there a place to live in this area?" Zhang Feng glanced around and saw an ordinary street nearby.

Diagonally across the street, there is a tractor, and the owner is sitting in the driver's seat, sipping his watermelon.

"It's sweet, it's cooked, it's carried upstairs~"

"Why don't you go over there and have a look..." The little girl pointed to another street next to her.

Zhang Feng nodded his thanks and walked towards the street over there when he passed by a store.

Looking inside, there is year 00 and August on the calendar.

Walk a little further and pass two streets.

Turning around the street and looking ahead, there is an overpass at the street entrance, and there is a fishing pond under the bridge opposite.

There are many advertisements for renting and selling houses posted on the stone pillars under the bridge.

There are also many people putting up small signs under the bridge, including electricians, welders, and professionals in unblocking sewers.

Small labor market.

Zhang Feng walked closer and looked at the small advertisement under the overpass.

There are ones for renting one bedroom and one living room, single rooms, and there are also houses for sale.

It’s just that the contact information left above is all mobile phone, landline, and PHS. It is estimated that the phone call will be completed before the interview.

"Are you looking for a house?"

There was a shout from the side.

A middle-aged man came up with a smile, looked at Zhang Feng up and down, and based on Zhang Feng's clothes, he could tell at a glance that Zhang Feng was a migrant worker!

The wooden scabbard of the Tang sword on the side of the leg was just like the stick used by people nearby to hold signs. It fit here perfectly and did not make anyone suspicious.

"Looking for a house." Zhang Feng looked at Lao He.

"People here call me Lao He." Lao He took out a cigarette and lit it, "What kind of room do you want?"

"Just one person." Zhang Feng pointed to the house on the advertisement, "Can Master He be contacted?"

"Their death is expensive." Lao He shook his head disdainfully and gave Zhang Feng a cigarette.

"I can build my own house! If you want to live there, I'll give you a price, fifty yuan a month. I don't care about water and electricity."

‘Fifty...’ When Zhang Feng heard the price, he thought it was not expensive, but not cheap either.

Because I had heard some old people say before that the rent in the suburbs these days is only fifty yuan.

"Just choose Boss He's place." Zhang Feng didn't want to give anything back, he just wanted to settle down first.

Once you figure out the situation in this area, money will be a trivial matter.

When Lao He saw Zhang Feng agreeing so quickly, he subconsciously stopped handing the cigarette and asked, "Brother, are you alone?"

He said, looking behind Zhang Feng, "Let's agree first, I will only have a single room here. After you move in, don't bring other people over.

If there is someone, please agree in advance. The fifty yuan you ordered before will not work!"

"Don't worry, Boss He." Zhang Feng quickly took the cigarette with one hand and took out the one hundred dollar bill with the other hand, "I'm the only one."

"I believe in you!" Lao He took the money, shook it, and looked at it in the sunlight. When he saw the watermark, he put it away with peace of mind, and took out fifty yuan from the small bag in front of him.

,

"You should also check it out." Lao He smiled honestly, relaxing the atmosphere of the next sentence, "Don't put it in your pocket and then take it out and say it's a fake. Then I won't admit it...

"

Zhang Feng also smiled, "I'm not the one who settles the scores after the fall."

He took the money and put it in his pocket.

Lao He took out his flip phone and made a call, "I'll take a fellow man over to the innermost room."

The words fell.

Lao He led Zhang Feng towards the fish soup street over there.

“We have a lot of snacks here...”

On the way, Lao He was also talkative, talking about interesting things nearby.

Zhang Feng listened and heard Lao He say where there was delicious food. He became interested and asked.

After passing this street and reaching the outskirts, walk along the edge of the fields for about three miles.

The place is almost here.

"It's the village in front..." Lao He, holding a cigarette in his mouth, came to a crop, stood on the ditch, and pointed to a vaguely visible village in front of him.

When Zhang Feng looked around, he saw four young people walking towards another crop field.

Lao He's smile changed, he nodded towards the four young men walking towards him, and nodded at Zhang Feng, who was sandwiched between the two groups.

‘Here’

Zhang Feng saw Lao He's expression and heard the footsteps behind him. He looked sideways and said to Lao He: "Boss He, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Lao He suddenly laughed again, "Fellow, I won't pretend to be confused for you. Just take out your wallet and mobile phone. After taking them, I will let you go without touching you."

"If you have anything valuable, take it out quickly!" The four young men took out the daggers from their pockets and gestured to Zhang Feng from a distance, "Don't let the brothers search you out later... you kid

But I can’t leave..."

"Did you rob him?" Zhang Feng looked at Lao He.

"This is nonsense!" A young man stepped forward and prepared to search him.

"Valuable things?" Zhang Feng nodded, took out the shell gun from the small bag, and pointed it at Lao He.

"How is this thing? Is it valuable?"

"Ahem..." Lao He raised his hand slightly when he saw it was a gun, but when he saw the shell gun clearly, he smiled cruelly and said,

"Brother, we can hang out in this area without being scared! You really don't want to scare us with this toy gun! I tell you! Regardless of whether this box of guns is real or fake, if you scare us into panic,

My life is worthless. But if they are frightened by you and accidentally poke a few holes in your body, you..."

Zhang Feng looked at Lao He, but the hand holding the gun glanced back.

Bang!

"Ah...my leg..." The young man closest to Zhang Feng was rolling on the ground in pain. The bullet made a big gash in his leg. The pain was so painful that he threw away the knife in his hand.

"This gun is real!"

"He really... really... dared to shoot..." When several people nearby saw Zhang Feng's attitude of shooting as soon as he said it, they raised their hands tremblingly in fear.

However, Zhang Feng turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the frightened Lao He, pressing the muzzle against his head.

"It's right this time.
Chapter completed!