"We will send him to the labor factory on the ground. Thank you for your hard work, sir. The evidence is conclusive. This is your thing!" There were surveillance cameras around, so the two security soldiers handed over Zhuang Quan's wallet without spending much time.
Zhuang Quan nodded slightly and didn't care. There are always some mean-spirited guys. This is retribution!
This guy's right of residence has disappeared and he will not appear in the dungeon in the future, so Zhuang Quan doesn't care much.
He quickly walked to a stall nearby, picked up what looked like a plastic bag, but was actually a hard sealed bag made of silicon crystals, and asked: "What is the flavor of today's dried earthworms?"
The trader in gray clothes said casually: "Spicy, spicy, five-spice, braised and oily sugar, the fifth is the most expensive, 6 points a bag, and the rest are all 4 points!"
"The price has increased!" Zhuang Quan sighed, "It has doubled!"
"The salary increase first is to plan the credit system!" The trader said casually, "This is not like previous years, where credit points were officially paid, as were wages. Anyway, the coalition government can't let us starve to death.
"
This method of raising wages first is also one of the components of the planned economy. Zhuang Quan nodded, picked up a bag of spicy food, "Give me a hundred bags!"
"I'm sorry, sir, hoarding is not allowed. One ID tag can only be used to purchase ten packs, and there are still five days of public use!" The trader refused for a legitimate reason. This was to prevent speculation and reselling.
Good thing, for the sake of world stability, the coalition government has worked very hard.
"Then get two packs of each flavor!" Zhuang Quan said casually. The remaining dried earthworms can also be made up in other ways. At most, you can just go to Lao Zhao and it won't be troublesome.
"Okay, a total of 44 points, let's swipe it!" The trader took out a code scanning machine. Zhuang Quan took out his wallet and was about to take out the nameplate, but found that it was not his wallet at all!
He was slightly stunned, but fortunately he quickly concealed his expression. He took out the nameplate from another pocket and handed it to the trader to scan the code.
Holding a big bag made of ten dried earthworms, Zhuang Quan did not go back immediately. Instead, he found a remote street seat and sat down under the lively red screen.
This was the noisiest place on the whole street, so it was a coincidence that the only chair here was unoccupied.
But something was a little off about today.
He took out the wallet. It was a wallet that all rescue teams had. It looked exactly the same. It was officially issued to him when he joined the rescue team.
But this was not his own wallet. Zhuang Quan didn't go out with his wallet at all. He only brought two name tags. But the thief's hint just now was very precise, making him feel that this was his wallet.
Zhuang Quan opened the wallet. There was nothing in it, but three lines of words were written:
Zhuang Quan
Lives in No. 95, Area C11, Hangzhou Underground City
Served as a member of the Shanghai Maritime Search and Rescue Team
He just sat quietly, frowning under the noisy big screen during this time when everything was celebrating.
Obviously, the other party knew who he was, and that person and the incident just now were all deliberate planning!
He was a little numb. Who was investigating him, even at the cost of being completely expelled from the dungeon, just to say hello to him?
"I'm sorry to see you here, sir, but someone asked me to give you a heads up!" Zhuang Quan was thinking about this in silence when he suddenly heard a soft voice. He looked up and saw that it was a very beautiful woman.
Miss.
"What's going on?" he asked, because he was speaking a bit loudly under the big screen.
"A gentleman, please come over. If you sit here for a long time, you will block the live broadcast of the underground city!" the woman said.
Zhuang Quan raised his head and saw a smiling man sitting on the second floor opposite, waving to him.
He didn't do anything and nodded slightly, "Thank you for reminding me, I'll leave right away!"
"Thank you for your cooperation!" The woman seemed to have received some benefit from the other party. After Zhuang Quan left, she left happily.
Zhuang Quan did not leave, but put away the wallet, walked to the second floor opposite, and came to a teahouse, where he saw the only man drinking tea.
"Song Yang?" Zhuang Quan asked.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhuang, your life seems pretty good?" Song Yang said with a smile.
He is Song Yang, the store manager of the Black Street Agency, the first broker Zhuang Quan met in this world.
It's just that Zhuang Quan can't understand him now. This middle-aged man in simple clothes has an indescribable mysterious aura.
"This is the core of the underground city, so there shouldn't be a teahouse, right?" Zhuang Quan answered the question.
Song Yang was still smiling, "Even if it is a teahouse, it cannot be open today, so it is not here, but at this moment, it is here for the time being!"
Zhuang Quan understood, and then said: "Manager Song came to me, he didn't come to me just to amuse me, right?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Zhuang, this is actually a program!" Song Yang pushed over a cup of tea and said unhurriedly, "A program for liaison officers!"
Zhuang Quan finally heard something related to him, instead of something inexplicable, "Liaison officer? So you came to me about the liaison officer thing?"
"To be precise, it's not just me who comes to find you, but also other people, such as the rebels from the outside world, the Merit Sect, and the Sun Sect!" Song Yang smiled mysteriously, meaning something, "Didn't you already receive it?
Have they got their stuff?”
"You mean..." Zhuang Quan took out the wallet, "This?"
"Hmm, it's a very standard method of the Sun Sect, at the expense of one person, to shock you, attract your attention, and then use other methods to turn you into their lackey!" Song Yang said.
"Let me introduce you again, Song Yang, the general director of the liaison organization in Hangzhou Underground City, and the special commissioner of the coalition government cn-03-45!" His words were still very calm.
Zhuang Quan turned his head and found that all the service staff behind him had disappeared at some point, and the window in front of him had turned into a metal plate.
He realized that his move to join the liaison team made him an "alien" in the eyes of some people.
"What do you need me to do?" Zhuang Quan asked. Since someone has already come to the door, it would be reasonable to get more information.
"First of all, let me introduce you to the liaison organization!" Song Yang did not listen to his words, but said something softly.
"We are a special organization established thirty years ago in order to deal with the intensifying rebellion and the turbulent forces on the earth!"
"When the space elevator plan failed completely and rebels began to wreak havoc on the planet, the predecessor of our organization, the United Nations Rapid Reaction and Liaison Force, had already begun to build a special unit that could contact the entire earth at the most critical moment.
A special agency for intelligence contact with government forces.”
"All liaisons are members of the organization. They are also one of the few people in the world who walk between darkness and light. The existence of each person maintains the relationship between the coalition government and the rebels.
A delicate balance!”
"So, welcome to join the liaison organization, Mr. Zhuang Quan!" He extended his hand!
