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Chapter 498 Sense of Deja vu

Qu Jianlei asked and found out that the price for a night package was really not expensive, only three hundred silver dollars.

Think about the "Adventurer Bar" on Star 4. The consumption is much more expensive than here, but it is still on the edge of the empire.

So he simply chose a private room. It was just a low cost of five hundred yuan, which he could afford.

He didn't hesitate to spend more than six hundred yuan, so the waiter actually asked him if he wanted a beautiful woman to accompany him for drinks.

Is the consumption level in Panshi City so low? Qu Jianlei was somewhat surprised.

However, he did not dwell on the matter. After rejecting the waiter's request, he began to drink wine slowly.

After all, he urgently needed some time to let Xiaohu collect information about the star field.

One night passed without realizing it, and Qu Jianlei had a certain understanding of the entire star field, especially Tianrui Star.

Living on this planet, identity checks are quite strict.

If you do not have the status of a resident of this planet, other people who live in this star area for more than one month will need to apply for a temporary residence permit.

If you are a visitor from an alien space, the time period is even shorter. If you do not apply for a temporary residence permit for more than fifteen days, you will be punished if found out.

However, when Qu Jianlei thinks about the problem, his brain circuit is different from others.

What he was thinking was that since the identity check was strict, it meant that there were many people hiding their identities!

This is just like the penalty for drunk driving in China. There is no universal phenomenon, so how can there be corresponding laws?

When it got dark, he got up and left the bar, and went outside to find a restaurant to have breakfast.

Then he spent four hours walking to an old neighborhood in the suburbs.

This place is known as the "Gunner Valley". It is said that hundreds of years ago there were many gunmen - not only hot weapons, but also cold weapons.

It's a pity that time has passed and now, let alone the gunmen, there are no valleys anymore and it's almost flat ground.

However, there is a new name here, "Talent Supply and Demand Center", which is not a formal name, but many people say so anyway.

Everyone in Tianruixing's society knows that there are buyers and sellers here, and no matter what kind of talent or buyer, they may exist.

This center is not recognized by the government, but it does exist and is quite large.

The neighborhood covers an area of ​​about four to five square kilometers. There are not many high-rise buildings, mainly small buildings with three or four floors, and large tracts of bungalows.

When Qu Jianlei saw this news, he subconsciously thought that this was a black market and made plans to enter the shanty town.

But when he arrived at the scene, he was a little surprised.

Although the buildings here are old, they are quite clean and tidy. Although there are many people on the street, they are in good order.

In other words, managers are very capable, and Qu Jianlei knows very well how difficult it is to manage such a mixed place.

After he had walked a few steps, a young woman walked towards him and spoke with a smile.

"My friend looks strange. Are you here to buy or sell?"

Qu Jianlei glanced at her indifferently, ignored her, and continued walking around the person.

Ninety-nine percent of the people who dare to ask questions about buying and selling are intermediaries.

He does not reject intermediaries, and is even willing to spend a lot of money to hire commercial tour guides, but he is not familiar with the place now, so it is best to be on the safe side first.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips angrily, "You're just a C-level guy, what's there to be proud of?"

That's right, Qu Jianlei's current cultivation level is metallic C-level.

He did not continue to pretend to be a reformed warrior. It is important to keep a low profile, but if you are too low-key, you will be looked down upon.

He continued walking down the block and met a few more people who came up to ask questions, but he still ignored them.

There are also some people who, upon seeing this, have no intention of continuing to inquire - even if this person has no connections, he is still very wary.

After Qu Jianlei walked six to seven hundred meters, the intermediaries soliciting customers were basically gone, replaced by billboards of street shops.

The contents of the billboards are all kinds of strange, some provide guards, some provide professionals, and some help solve various problems.

The way to solve problems may not be physical solutions. Some billboards specifically emphasize "the ability to comprehensively solve problems."

Some billboards even directly stated - "We provide beauties of all colors and can be customized"!

Anyway, they are quite bizarre and talented. It cannot be said that only warriors with special powers can be called talents.

Correspondingly, if there are billboards that provide talents, there are also those that recruit talents.

Some store billboards even directly state that we are the intermediary and "no fees will be charged if the transaction is unsuccessful."

Although it looks a bit messy, these advertisements are all displayed in the store, and there is absolutely no cowhide.

There isn't even a floor-to-ceiling light sign advertising.

This is definitely not because the people in the Empire don’t understand light box advertisements - they can be seen everywhere even in the Hope Star Territory, how could the Skyhook Star Territory not understand?

It shows that the managers here really have a way of controlling even the appearance of the city so well.

At noon, there were actually people cleaning the streets... It was really hard to believe.

Qu Jianlei looked at it casually while continuing to walk forward.

As he walked, he discovered something more interesting. There was actually a transformation warrior squatting on the roadside with a small sign in front of him.

The contents on the sign are also varied, such as "guard", "tutor", "sparring"...

Qu Jianlei even saw a sign saying "Accept assassination missions below B level".

Just a mere transformation warrior dared to speak like this, which shows that there are indeed many strange people.

But why is there a strange feeling? If those brands are "flooring", "home scraping" and "strong and weak electricity"...

Qu Jianlei walked for a while and found that there were actually people whispering to these transformation warriors.

However, why are there only transformation warriors and no supernatural warriors?

Qu Jianlei pretended to be a metallic grade C today, obviously it was not convenient to put the brand name casually.

As he walked, his eyes lit up. Another "assassination mission below B level"?

He walked over, knelt down, and asked in a low voice, "Assassination of Class B...what's the price?"

"You..." The transformation warrior was a little unhappy. How could someone like me, squatting on the roadside, get such a big job?

But when he looked up, his eyes narrowed slightly. This was... a C-class soldier?

If a C-level soldier wants to kill a B-level soldier, this possibility exists objectively.

But those who come here to ask for help probably don’t have much of a sense of humor.

So he still answered lazily, "A deposit of five thousand, and then you provide the other party's information and we will make a quote."

When Qu Jianlei heard this, he blinked and said, "If you don't do anything, I'll give you five thousand first?"

"Of course," the reformed warrior replied without raising his head, as if he was the C-level and the other party was a reformed warrior.

"If you think it's expensive, you can find someone else. We won't force it, but if you don't have five thousand, we won't make a quote."

Qu Jianlei thought about it, and then asked, "No matter what level B, you can kill it?"

"Then it depends on whether you can afford it or not," the reformed warrior replied casually, "As long as you give enough money, you can even kill Class A!"

"Can you please stop joking?" Qu Jianlei laughed when he heard this, "Kill A-level... just you?"

"Who told you I'm the only one left?" The reformed warrior looked at him like he was an idiot.

"I dare to accept the commission to kill Class B, do you think there is no one behind me?"

Qu Jianlei thought about it again and shook his head, "There is no basis for what you say."

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not," the reformed warrior replied nonchalantly. Anyway, he was not the one who was anxious about this matter.

Qu Jianlei hesitated and spoke, "In this case, I shouldn't send you a reformed warrior to take over this kind of job."

When the reformed warrior heard this, he immediately became angry, "Look around the whole Gunner Valley to see if there are any awakened ones taking over the work!"

Qu Jianlei was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Why don't you take the job? The Awakened Ones are very persuasive when they come forward."

The transformation warrior rolled his eyes at him, "Of course it's because of face. Whoever dares to put up a sign will spread it throughout the whole rock the next day."

Qu Jianlei shook his head when he heard this, "No wonder there is no big business here. Just expecting reformed warriors to take over the work is too low to be trusted."

The transformation warrior rolled his eyes at him and asked angrily, "You have only been here a few times, but you already know that there is no big business here?"

Qu Jianlei raised his eyebrows and spoke with great interest, "Tell me about it?"

"Haha," the reformed warrior laughed dryly, lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.

Qu Jianlei took out a card with a face value of twenty and placed it on the opponent's sign.

"Haha," the reformed warrior chuckled again, "Twenty dollars, who are you looking down on?"

"That's a pity," Qu Jianlei reached out and grabbed twenty card coins, then stood up, "Let's talk later."

"No," the reformed warrior immediately put on a smile, "We are just chatting, why are you angry?"

He really looked down on the other party - so what about C-level warriors? You are just a child, you don't understand anything.

So I want to learn knowledge for twenty silver dollars... less!

But when they really wanted to leave, he realized another problem: what he was too lazy to talk about was common sense in Gunslinger Valley!

When you manipulate others, you can certainly offer high prices, but if you really force them to go elsewhere, you may be able to get this information with just a cigarette.

The value of news lies in monopoly. If news cannot be monopolized, don’t take it too seriously.

And twenty silver dollars is quite a lot, so I can have a nice meal and drink with two friends.

If that's the case, why offend this C-class?

He pulled Qu Jianlei to squat down, and then whispered, "There are quite a lot of supernatural warriors who take jobs, but they are not easy to set up signs."

"There are so many off-road vehicles parked on the roadside. If there is a supernatural warrior sitting in the driver's seat, then check to see if there is a drink on the roof."

"Those who have drinks are those who plan to take jobs. The more expensive the drinks, the higher the value of the job!"

"This is what people in Gunslinger Valley know. You just walked in here and don't understand anything...Twenty dollars for you is really too little."

"Okay, some of them are making good money," Qu Jianlei shook his head with a smile and put the twenty card coins back on the sign, "Let's talk about something else."

That's what he said, but he always felt a little weird in his heart.

What this person is talking about...why does it give me a strong sense of déjà vu?


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