Chapter 995
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Heiwei returned to its hiding place. It rummaged through the inside and outside of its hiding place. It even flipped the pockets of its clothes from the inside to the outside.
After checking every corner, Heiwei could confidently announce that it was … bankrupt!
It did not even have a single cent of money on it!
Damn it … when did this happen?
Heiwei scratched its flaxen hair crazily and began to think about when it went bankrupt.
The final conclusion was … after no one bought its Laughter Potion, Heiwei ran to the Arcade Game Hall and abandoned itself to despair for almost seven days.
In these seven days, it used up all the money it had on it!
The penniless Heiwei only had one choice, which was to return to the Arcade Game Hall under the Sewing Gang.
At least it could hide in the crowd there. If it stayed in its hiding place and wandered around the streets, there was a high chance that it would be caught by the Quest Society.
After making this decision, Heiwei did not hesitate. He quickly walked down the stairs and passed a few blocks to the Sewing Gang's tavern.
The number of visitors to the tavern had increased recently. Most of them were here for the Sewing Gang's Arcade Game Hall.
Heiwei did not know how much money the Sewing Gang made in these seven days. However, the number of arcade machines in the Arcade Game Hall had increased from ten to twenty, and then to thirty-seven.
Heiwei even heard that there was an Arcade Game Hall under the Sewing Gang in another district. Heiwei was sure that the Sewing Gang had really made their business big.
This was also thanks to the immersion brought by the Arcade Game Hall and The Little Tyrant.
Not to mention the games inside, just the energy absorbed when crushing The Little Tyrant's Origin Crystal … brought about a sense of pleasure that was many times better than the Laughter Potion.
Heiwei walked into the Arcade Game Hall. It was no longer the same as a few days ago, where the people playing around were all from the Sewing Gang.
There were all kinds of people in the Arcade Game Hall. Heiwei was only half the height of the others, so he should be on tenterhooks in a place like this.
But for some reason, Heiwei felt that the people around him treated him with respect.
"Found you!"
A cold and gloomy voice made Black Tail's hair stand on end.
It turned around and saw Linrong of the Quest Society standing behind it.
Heiwei didn't know how free the Quest Society was. If he remembered correctly, ever since Linrong lost on the first day, he had seen him in the Arcade Game Hall almost every day.
"This way …"
Heiwei did not have a single Game Coin on him, but he bit the bullet and followed Linrong to an empty King of Fighters 97 arcade machine.
Linrong had already taken out a Game Coin and put it in, waiting for Heiwei to put it in.
"You're not thinking of running away, are you?" Linrong stared coldly at Heiwei under his top hat.
"How is that possible! I can beat you with one hand! "
Heiwei's bad habit was exposed again. He liked to mock others when he was not confident.
Linrong observed Heiwei's hesitant look and instantly guessed what Heiwei was hesitating about.
"Don't tell me … you don't have money to buy Game Coins?" Linrong's cold voice was like a knife stuck to Heiwei's chest.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Of course I do … I'm just looking for it! "
Heiwei knew that if he admitted to it, he would most likely be captured by the Quest Society.
"Hey! This guy doesn't have money to buy Game Coins! " Linrong raised his voice and reminded the sewing gang, meaning that he was going to capture Heiwei.
However, Linrong's reminder attracted the attention of the people standing behind Heiwei.
"I … I'll go buy …" When Heiwei turned around and was about to use this excuse to escape, he found that a wall of people had gathered behind him.
Not knowing when, half of the people in the Arcade Game Hall had gathered behind Blacktail.
Just as Heiwei was about to shout for them to move away, one of the strong men held a Game Coin in his hand and handed it to Heiwei.
Before it realized what was happening, the others around it also did the same thing.
"I … can I take it?" Heiwei looked at this group of people suspiciously. The last thing that would happen in this city was' helping strangers'.
However, this group of people nodded in unison. So, Heiwei tentatively took a Game Coin from a small man who looked easy to bully and threw it in in front of Linrong.
"Get ready to go home!"
Heiwei had absolute confidence in his King of Fighters 97. As long as it was given a chance to live, these guys from the Quest Society wouldn't be able to take it away today.
… …
"Business has been good recently."
Marceau leaned back on a luxurious sofa, holding a cigarette in her other hand and puffing out smoke.
"It won't be long before you become the richest person in this city."
Josiah controlled Orange Cat's tail to feed him dried fish. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the lazy and enchanting woman lying on the sofa.
If Hiri was here, she would have covered Josiah's eyes with her hands.
"The richest? In this dead city, what's the use of being rich? "Marceau wasn't very interested in Josiah's words.
"Then what are you going to do with the money?"
Josiah could hear a sense of despair in her voice.
"Escape this city." Marceau pointed to an oil painting of a rice field on the wall and said, "My grandfather and grandmother used to live in a world where the sky … was blue. I've never seen a blue sky, so I want to see it."
"Speaking of which, the sky here has always been gray." If Josiah remembered correctly, the sky in this city had always been covered by dark clouds.
"You do sound like you're from outside this city." Marceau stared at Orange Cat who was crouching on the table and asked, "Can you describe what the outside world is like?"
"If you want to see it so much, why don't you leave now? If you pack your luggage and take the underground passage, you'll be on your way to the sea and the blue sky tomorrow, "Josiah said.
"Sure enough, you're … an outsider." Marceau extinguished the cigarette in her hand. "This city is sealed off. There's a terrifying magic barrier at the edge of the city. Anyone who touches it will quickly wither and die … Many people have tried to leave this city, but they've all become skeletons under the city walls."
"A huge cage?"
Josiah thought about it carefully and felt that it was quite reasonable. This was also a way for the mayor to control the loss of population.
"So we should completely destroy this filthy city!"
An unfamiliar voice came from outside Marceau's lounge. She immediately sat up from the sofa. A figure with a cane and a top hat walked in through the door.
"Who are you!"
A long silver needle had already appeared beside the woman and would instantly pierce into the body of the elderly figure in the next second.
"I'm here to find the person who injected the power of God into this raw crystal."
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