At that moment, the thief removed the tactical bag from Meng Chao's body.
He weighed the heavy tactical bag in his hands, and his eyes lit up. He whistled.
When he opened the tactical bag, he saw the high-purity crystals and large anonymous credit cards. He could not help but giggle.
Just when the boy licked his lips and was about to steal Bloody Soul and the other weapons from Meng Chao, Meng Chao suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
The thief yelped and bounced away as if he had been electrocuted. He wanted to run, but Meng Chao grabbed his wrist.
His fingers were like metal pincers that could crush bones, and his spirit energy turned into electricity that seeped into the thief's bones.
The little thief was scared out of his wits. He was in so much pain that he cried bitterly.
But even in that sort of situation, he could still think of a way. His crystalline left eye looked around and shone with a cunning light. He pretended to be surprised and delighted and shouted, "Y-You're awake! I'm saving you —"
Meng Chao chuckled coldly and did not say anything. He just increased the intensity of his spirit energy piercing his bones, and his fingers slowly squeezed the boy's finger bones and wrist bones, as if he wanted to crush the thief's entire hand.
The thief screamed like a pig being slaughtered. In the end, he was in so much pain that he cried. "Spare me! I won't do it again! Spare me!"
Meng Chao remained unmoved.
The building had collapsed, and countless people had died. The boy did not want to save people, but instead ran over to steal from the dead. He was not worthy of pity.
Besides, based on how familiar he was with the way he cut and fumbled around, he should be a habitual thief.
This sort of person would usually lie about nine out of ten things he said.
If Meng Chao did not destroy his mental defenses and make him fear him, it would be difficult for him to make the thief submit to him and work for him.
Hence, not only did Meng Chao maintain the strength to crush the thief's bones, he also quietly circulated his spirit energy and activated his brainwaves to deliver a mental attack that could stir up the deepest fear in the thief's eyes.
In an instant, the thief looked as if he had seen the most terrifying thing he had ever seen in his life. He was so terrified that his expression and voice became completely different.
Meng Chao let go, and he fell face first into the sticky, swampy water.
Then, it struggled desperately and popped its head out of the sewage.
The thief did not dare to climb up the mountain of trash, but he also did not dare to escape through the water. The Fear Bomb just now seemed to have completely destroyed his will to fight back. He knew that he would definitely not be able to escape Meng Chao's clutches, so he could only let Meng Chao do whatever he wanted.
Meng Chao nodded in satisfaction.
With two fingers, he took out a large anonymous credit card from the tactical bag.
This spending card could allow him to buy a large amount of weapons, equipment, and necessities for survival in the lairs controlled by the gangs. It was enough for a normal family to live comfortably for a few years.
Meng Chao threw the consumer card in front of the thief and stuck it diagonally into the trash.
The thief held his red and swollen palm and hissed at it. When he saw the credit card, greed shone in his eyes again. He gulped, but he did not dare to pick it up. He could only stare at Meng Chao in puzzlement and fear.
"Answer a few questions, help me run some errands, and do a few things. Then, this card is yours. Aside from that, I can also give you the crystals in the bag," Meng Chao said.
"Do you understand?" Meng Chao asked.
The thief was dumbfounded. When he saw that Meng Chao did not seem like he was lying, he was so happy that snot bubbles popped out of his nose. He quickly nodded and reached out to grab the anonymous credit card.
But Meng Chao had attached a wisp of spirit energy to the credit card. When the thief held the card in his hands, he suddenly used remote control and sucked the card back.
The thief was instantly disappointed.
If he had not managed to get his hands on the card right from the start, he would have let it go, but he had it in his hands and could even smell the thick stench of money on it. But now, he had it, and it was gone. This feeling was even worse than having one of his hands chopped off.
The thief was angry, but he did not dare say anything. His emotions were in Meng Chao's hands.
"Don't be in such a hurry. As long as your performance is satisfactory, I won't go back on my word. Perhaps once I'm done, I'll even give you more benefits. You should be able to tell that I'm not someone who will fuss over one or two credit cards," Meng Chao said coldly.
"On the other hand, if I'm not satisfied with your performance and you harbor ulterior motives and harbor thoughts that you shouldn't have, then you won't just lose this credit card and crystals. You'll also lose your life.
"Do you really understand this time?"
The thief shuddered, and his expression turned bitter. He had a vague idea that he had gotten himself into fatal trouble.
But now that he had provoked a fiend like Meng Chao, he could no longer decide what he wanted.
He had struggled at the bottom of the lair and grew up in a barbaric manner, so he knew how to adapt to the situation and act according to the situation.
He immediately put on an obedient look and nodded in a rather exaggerated manner.
"Come up."
It was only then that Meng Chao called out to him. "What's your name?"
"A 'Ji."
The thief climbed up the mountain of trash, but he did not dare to get close to Meng Chao. He curled up by the side and shivered like a wet rat.
"A 'Ji, what's your surname?"
"Whatever," A 'Ji said.
"I don't know. Whatever's your surname is."
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, and displeasure appeared on his face.
A 'Ji shuddered again and quickly waved his hand. "It's true. I'm not lying to you. My parents left right after I was born in a trash pile. They might have kicked the bucket a long time ago. I don't even know who they are, so how am I supposed to know what my surname is? In any case, if you're happy, you can call me A 'Ji. If you're not, you can call me Useless A' Ji. It doesn't matter.
The mortality rate in Dragon City was really high. The mortality rate in the lair was even higher, and the mortality rate in Leprosy Village was the highest.
It was not just because of a lack of food, medicine, gang fights, and viruses.
The main reason was because of the natural defects caused by genetic mutations. Most of the descendants of the infectees were born with genetic diseases, so their lifespans were naturally much shorter than those of healthy normal people.
He was a wild child born in Leprosy Village, so it was normal for him to have never met his parents.
Meng Chao thought about it and nodded. "A 'Ji, what are you doing here?"
A 'Ji hesitated for a moment before he said, "I … I'm here to save people.
A 'Ji hesitated for a moment before saying, "There was a huge explosion in the building in front. The fire lasted for more than two hours before it collapsed. Countless villagers died, and many survivors were buried under the rubble.
"They're our comrades, so how could we not save them? Everyone worked as one and rushed over to save him.
"I-I'm small, and I'm weak. I can't move the debris, and I can't put out the fire, so I had an idea and ran to the sewers to see whether anyone had escaped through the sewers. In the end, I found you … AHHHHHH!"
Meng Chao used two fingers to pick up more than ten steel balls and flicked them at A 'Ji's joints.
The steel balls were as powerful as bullets, and they hit A 'Ji so hard that he cried for his parents and scurried away.
"Looks like you're dissatisfied with your life and want to reincarnate."
Meng Chao sighed. "That's fine. I don't want to waste time on idiots. There must be people in Leprosy Village who are smarter than you and know how to cherish their lives."
As he spoke, Meng Chao aimed one of the steel balls at the center of A 'Ji's brow.
He did not hide his killing intent, and it pierced A 'Ji's brain like a javelin.
A 'Ji's face was stark pale. He did not dare to move. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "D-Don't kill me! I'll tell you the truth! I-I'm here to retrieve resources!"
"Retrieve … resources?" Meng Chao frowned a little.
"That's right. There are a lot of dead people in the ruins, and they have a lot of weapons, ammunition, synthetic food, and gene medicine. They're all precious survival resources, and they can't use them!"
A 'Ji shouted matter-of-factly. "But I'm still alive, and my hands are empty. My stomach is growling. Even though I wasn't crushed to death by the collapsed building, I might starve to death in a few days.
"Even if I'm living worse than a dog right now, I'm not in a hurry to reincarnate. It's better to retrieve some resources from them so that I can live a few more days. There's nothing wrong with that!"
In Dragon City, which lacked resources, A 'Ji's words were not pure logic.
Meng Chao looked at A 'Ji's hands and feet, which were as thin as reed sticks. His small body looked like it could float with just a gentle puff of air. He did not want to dwell too much on this problem.
But there was something else that he had to understand.
"If they're already dead, you stole their resources so that they could live," Meng Chao said.
"But what if they're not dead yet and still have half a breath left in them? Did you turn them into corpses before you stole their things? "
A 'Ji shuddered. He was worried that Meng Chao would misunderstand, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "No! I definitely didn't! I only take things from the dead. I've never touched a single hair from a half-dead person! I definitely didn't! Trust me!"
Meng Chao naturally would not believe him so easily.
Stealing the wealth of the dead was one thing.
Killing the survivors trapped in the ruins and robbing them of their belongings was another matter.
If it was the latter, Meng Chao would definitely not use the boy.
"It's true!"
A 'Ji said with a bitter expression. "The explosion was really powerful, and more than ten floors of the building collapsed. The corpses were flattened, so there's no way I could find any survivors.
"I'm weak, and my body is weak. I can't even touch the things on the dead, so why should I provoke the living?
"I heard that before the explosion, there was a lot of fighting going on in the building. It's clear that there are a lot of people I can't afford to provoke. If I'm careless and get captured by them, they'll drag me down with them. Wouldn't that be terrible?"
When A 'Ji said this, he suddenly remembered that Meng Chao might be one of the people he could not afford to provoke.
His expression instantly turned even more bitter.
Meng Chao scanned the thief's microexpressions, but he could not find any signs that he was lying.
When he thought about it carefully, he found that the boy's words made sense.
Meng Chao thought about it for a while before he nodded and asked, "Since you don't know who your parents are, where do you live, who do you live with, and how do you survive?"
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