Now that Yang Xiaojin had come to Stronghold 109, the Kyung Clan was here as well, and the Pyro Company was wantonly purchasing the blood of supernatural beings, Ren Xiaosu had almost forgotten this stronghold was actually controlled by the Li Consortium.
Ren Xiaosu was a little curious about what had attracted these people here, and what would happen in the future?
Up until now, Ren Xiaosu had only seen a stronghold overseer named Lu Yuan. He did not even see a single person from the Li Consortium. Did the Li Consortium not know what was happening in the stronghold? That was impossible.
But why didn't the Li Consortium come out to manage the situation? With so many forces gathered here, it was as though they were having a get-together. As the host, the Li Consortium seemed to have disappeared.
All of a sudden, a student on the streetcar said, "There's only half a year left before the exams. I wonder if I can get into college."
"Haha, I've already given up anyway," said a student who was dressed loosely. His school uniform was hanging loosely over his body, and his hair was very long. As he spoke, he even combed his bangs. "My dad said I'll go to his factory after I graduate from high school. I'll start from the bottom first."
"What does your family's factory produce?" someone asked.
The student smiled and said, "We make clothes. My family processes 10% of the fabrics that are shipped in from the outside. Most of them are even shipped to other strongholds to be sold."
"That's amazing." The student exclaimed, "But it doesn't seem safe outside the stronghold now. Can your family's clothes still be shipped out?"
"It's true that it's not safe outside the stronghold. My dad said we won't be shipping anything out in the near future."
Ren Xiaosu glanced at them. Zhang Jinglin had once said that the heavily polluting industries were basically all located outside the stronghold, while a portion of the less polluting industries were placed inside the stronghold. Of course, this was not absolute.
Sometimes, he wondered if the stronghold was living off the blood of all the refugees outside. While the outside world was in dire straits, it was a peaceful life inside the stronghold.
The refugees outside were only required to do the most basic production of raw materials, while all further processing had to be carried out inside the stronghold. This meant that the refugees would have to spend money to purchase many things from the stronghold if they wanted to.
This way, the hard-earned money of the refugees would eventually return to the stronghold. To the big shots of the consortiums, this was just a simple game.
In fact, Ren Xiaosu felt that the value of many people in the stronghold was not that important. Why would the consortiums need to provide for so many people?
However, unlike Ren Xiaosu's imagination, the people in the stronghold had been in the stronghold since its establishment, the consortiums were not necessarily consortiums to begin with.
By the time the consortiums developed and gained control over the stronghold, the groups in the stronghold would have solidified and formed their own unique way of life. Even if the consortiums wanted to change it, they would still have to suffer a lot.
Even if the consortiums grew and gained control over, the stronghold, the Fang, Fang, the Chen, would still. Fang, Fang, Lu, as Yang
Wang as he Wang. and Wang, and Fang as as Emperor, Fang, as a Yang as Yang Wang, one, Wang as Wang, as, and Yang Wang Wang as a.
At this moment, a young lady on the tram noticed Wang Dalong looking at her with an infatuated gaze. She glared at Wang Dalong, but even so, Wang Dalong did not look away. He was still very focused.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu heard the students change the topic. "Have you guys heard about the transfer student from Class 2 of Year 12?"
"Are you talking about that girl?" The other boys became interested. "I saw her from afar the day before yesterday. I heard she transferred here from another high school."
"But she's always wearing a cap, so I can't see her face clearly."
A girl who could make a group of boys talk about her must be outstanding to a certain extent.
But when Ren Xiaosu heard this, he suddenly had a strange feeling.
At this moment, the driver in front of the tram shouted, "We've arrived at 13th High School!"
Ren Xiaosu got off the tram with Yan Liuyuan and Wang Dalong. It was only a four-stop journey from the shop to the school, so Ren Xiaosu was wondering if he could walk to school in the future.
But all of a sudden, Yan Liuyuan realized Ren Xiaosu had stiffened. He turned his head and followed Ren Xiaosu's gaze. He was surprised to see a girl wearing a cap and Ren Xiaosu staring at each other at the school's entrance.
Ren Xiaosu had made some guesses on the tram, but he really did not expect to bump into Yang Xiaojin here!
A moment later, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin did not intend to catch up. Instead, they reached for their waists at the same time and gestured to draw their guns. Then the two of them simultaneously remembered they were here to attend school.
Actually, their guns were not behind their waists but in the storage space of the palace.
Yan Liuyuan was confused. Wasn't this girl in the cap supposed to be someone close to that celebrity, Luo Xinyu? Why was she here? And why was she making Ren Xiaosu so nervous?
Ren Xiaosu's mind was racing. He could tell Yang Xiaojin was a little surprised and even wanted to silence him.
Ren Xiaosu could roughly guess why Yang Xiaojin was reacting this way. It was obvious that Yang Xiaojin was probably the transfer student those students were talking about.
After this girl came out of the Jing Mountains, she came straight to Stronghold 109 and even entered the stronghold.
Luo Xinyu's superpower could be used to explain how she managed to get past the stronghold. But surely her superpower couldn't have been used to register her as a student, right?! Who else would not have such an amazing superpower?!
Therefore, the organization she belonged to must have infiltrated the stronghold. As long as they investigated how Yang Xiaojin managed to register her as a student, they might be able to uncover the person behind her in Stronghold 109.
Although they were once teammates and even had a brief alliance, they were not that close to each other to be honest. It was only normal for Yang Xiaojin to react this way in order to protect her fellow organization members.
Ren Xiaosu felt a little helpless. He had not expected to bump into this cap-wearing girl here. Speaking of which, this girl probably did not know that he already knew who had written the note that was stuffed under the door.
The two of them stood in a stalemate at the school entrance. Many students passing by looked at them in surprise. Ren Xiaosu felt that this was not a solution, so he took the initiative to make a conciliatory gesture.
He slowly took his hand out from behind his waist and gestured that he was not holding a gun. Yang Xiaojin looked at him calmly but did not put her hand down. Ren Xiaosu looked at the passersby and tried to find something to further ease the tension between them. "Return the dagger to me."
Yang Xiaojin raised her eyebrows. To be honest, she did not expect Ren Xiaosu to say something like that.
At this moment, several students walked over. When they saw Yang Xiaojin, they greeted her, "Eh, why are you standing here?"
Yang Xiaojin calmly pointed at Ren Xiaosu. "He's trying to snatch something from me."
Ren Xiaosu said, "Meow, meow, meow?!"
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