After only half an hour, Fan Lun helped Lin rent the apartment and paid three months' rent in advance.
The room he picked was really good. It faced the south and was located on the second floor of the apartment building closest to Clayton Park. This way, Lynn, who had limited legs and feet, didn't have to climb the stairs. It was also very convenient for him to relax in the park.
"Thank you for your hard work." Lin En visited the room. The room was quite large. It not only had a kitchen, bathroom and balcony, but also had two bedrooms.
"It's nothing. The editor's duty is to serve you well so that you can create more good stories without distractions." Fan Lun waved his hand, "Then if there are no problems, I will leave first and come to see you every Sunday. Get the manuscript."
"Okay." Linn and Arthur sent Fan Lun to the door.
After seeing Fan Lun off, Arthur sat back on the sofa in the living room and crossed his legs: "This is much better than the house you two brothers live in the slums."
"The price difference is about ten times, and the living environment will of course be significantly improved." Lin En stood at the door, looking at the layout of the room, and couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable, "I'll go back tomorrow and write down the two new things I wrote. I’ll take this manuscript and polish it, and then rush to write two more articles before next Sunday.”
"You are really a model worker. You are the equal of three or four novelists." Arthur said.
"Let's get down to business. After dinner in the evening, we will go out and look for places where powerful people often gather." Lin En took the next cleaning task very seriously.
Arthur put down his legs and looked a little more serious: "As of tonight, it will be exactly four days. If it is really four days between each cleaning task, then we will start again tonight."
"We must hurry up." Lin En also had a strong premonition, "Do you have any ideas about the place where the powerful gather?"
"I haven't had much dealings with powerful people, but I have seen them to some extent. People like them should often appear at some banquets, and some pretty shameful places." Arthur thought about the places where powerful people hang out in his impression. .
"A shameful place?"
"For example, the underground boxing ring." Arthur recounted his rich and colorful experience, "I have worked there before. I was mainly responsible for escorting the desperadoes bought by the boss and pushing them into cages for duels."
Lin En narrowed his eyes: "Will the dignitaries go to see it?"
"Not only are they going to watch, but the audience are all powerful people. The underground boxing ring relies on their money to run." Arthur took out the crumpled cigarette case again and picked up a cigarette. "These powerful people are elegant and glamorous on the surface, but behind their backs Each one is better at playing than the other. The boss of the underground boxing ring is responsible for collecting ruthless characters from various places every day and putting them in cages to fight to the death for the rich and powerful to place bets and have fun."
It seems that the depravity value of such a place would be unimaginably high.
Coupled with the fact that there would be a large number of powerful people, Lin En had an idea: "Will it be held today?"
"I haven't been there for more than half a year. Anyway, when I was there, it was basically held every day, and the meetings every Sunday were relatively grand and exciting. The number of dignitaries present was two or three times the usual number." Arthur said.
"Isn't today exactly Sunday?" Lin En felt that they could just schedule their trip to the underground boxing ring tonight.
"Do you want to go over there and wait until the mission begins?"
"There are so many powerful people and the situation in the underground boxing ring is complicated. It should be more likely to trigger high-reward cleaning tasks than banquets and the like." Lin En went there for the high-point rewards.
Arthur was a little hesitant: "High rewards mean high difficulty. Are we sure we want to do it so early?"
"What do you think?" Lynn asked.
"I think it's only a matter of time before we encounter difficult tasks, but we'd better be fully prepared before then. For example, let me save some points and exchange them for a life-saving trump card, and you can restore your legs first."
Arthur suggested.
"Hmm." Arthur's words made sense. He wanted to be both fast and steady. Linn thought about it for a moment, but gave an opposite view. "I wonder if you have asked the curator, besides the awakened ones, there are other people in this world."
Is there any other special existence?"
"I've never asked this question before." Arthur's doubts were no less than Lynn's, but he would inevitably miss a few when asking.
Lin En felt the smell of smoke was a bit choking and opened the window: "I asked. The curator said that Awakeners are the lowest-level personnel responsible for cleaning up contaminated areas."
"The lowest level? Does that mean there are other more powerful beings also performing tasks?" Arthur's question was almost exactly the same as Lynn's original question.
"That's what I asked, but the curator didn't answer." Lynn sat on the sofa on the other side again, "But the result is obvious. The information we touched is just the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious world. This world is really
There are also unknown beings that are more powerful than the Awakened."
"you mean……"
"I don't know what the future will be like. Maybe there will be no conflict between awakened people or between awakened people and more powerful beings. Maybe this world will not have other shocking forces except what we know. But
After all, if we can become stronger as early as possible, it is best to become stronger as soon as possible." Lin En was very uneasy and insecure.
He felt that in front of his small self, there was a huge mountain rising from the ground with no end in sight.
The huge mountain might collapse at any time and hit him.
"Are you sure about the difficult task?" Arthur was most concerned about whether it was safe or not.
If you enter a mission that is too difficult and end up being wiped out, then there is no point in becoming stronger.
Linn's biggest trump card at the moment is that he can see other people's corruption values and tell who is the awakened one: "I can't give a definite answer now, but I want to try. What's more, I'm just guessing about the underground boxing ring.
Maybe it will be higher than the banquet, but it may not be beyond our capabilities."
"If you dare, then give it a try." Arthur agreed, "Whether we can actively choose the cleanup task is unknown. Just do whatever comes."
"Is there any way we can sneak into the underground boxing ring?"
"It's a bit troublesome. This matter can't be brought to the table. Every dignitary who comes in is either an acquaintance or introduced by an acquaintance. We don't have anyone with us, so even if we pretend to be a dignitary, we will be stopped outside.
And at this time, it’s too late to apply for my previous job.” Arthur thought for a while and came up with a strategy, “Well, I have to go back to the Public Security Bureau later. After going to the Public Security Bureau, I’ll go over there first.
Let’s see if there are any acquaintances who can help us get in. If not, try again with my Sheriff’s ID. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll have to go somewhere else first.”
"Well, I'm waiting for your news." Linn couldn't wait to start a new cleaning task.
Arthur stood up, stretched, and walked outside the house: "I am usually such a leisurely person, but I am getting busier and busier."
Linn didn't reply.
Three hours later, around seven o'clock in the evening, Arthur came back.
"How's it going? Let's talk while eating." Linn specially left two portions of rice and waited for Arthur to come back to finish the meal and move on.
"I went over to take a look, and there is a friend I know. He used to be responsible for escorting boxers like me, but now he is the gatekeeper." Arthur sat down to rest for a while, then smoked a cigarette, "Waiting for the others to enter.
After the game, we can give him some money and he can sneak in."
"Won't you get inspected after sneaking in?" Linn thoughtfully poured a glass of water for Arthur.
"No, they are very strict, but only when entering the venue. As soon as the dignitaries enter and the boxing match begins, it becomes a mess and no one cares about anyone else." Arthur took a sip of water and continued to tell,
"We are really lucky. I heard from my friend that the boxing ring will be very lively today. The boss has almost thirty desperadoes. After the regular one-on-one, there will be a few rounds of melee."
"Melee?"
"It means putting more than a dozen boxers in a cage together, and whoever survives to the end will be freed." Arthur raised his eyebrows, "I saw it once when I was working there. It was very bloody, and it was indeed exciting.
They will unite with each other and use all kinds of means you can't imagine to get to the end."
Just by imagining it, Lin En could feel the cruelty and the despair of the boxers: "Speaking of it, they regard these people's death fights as fun, so no one cares?"
"What?" Arthur seemed to have heard a big joke, "Do you know where a lot of these boxers come from?"