Ren Xiaosu had actually gone to the tavern to listen to stories.
When he got a rough understanding of the rumors about the Anjing House, he suddenly heard an interesting and terrifying rumor. There was no one in this world that the Anjing House could not kill.
This was an extremely secretive organization. Its members were scattered and free, but they were also very powerful.
There was a very interesting story about the Anjing House. There was once a son of a small consortium who commissioned the Anjing House to assassinate his biological father in order to inherit the family business as soon as possible.
But a week later, when the Anjing House said they had completed the mission, the son discovered his father was not dead. As such, he angrily accused the Anjing House of going back on their word. He had already paid the money, but the Anjing House still fooled him. That was his savings from five to six years as the son of a consortium's heir. It was a huge sum of money that a normal person could never dream of in their lifetime!
However, the Anjing House replied unhurriedly to the son, "You said you wanted to kill your biological father. We've already killed your mother's bodyguard from more than a decade ago, who was your Uncle Wang. He's your biological father."
At the same time, the Anjing House also sent a DNA paternity test report to the son.
The son of a small consortium's heir was dumbfounded. What kind of fucking twist was this? He did not even know when the paternity test was done, nor did he know how the Anjing House found out about such a secretive matter.
The son of a small consortium's heir nearly broke down.
Ren Xiaosu did not know if this was true or not, but he was very interested in the Anjing House's ability to find people.
Furthermore, he had a long chat with the coworkers who wanted to rob him yesterday. They even told him there was a rumor among the people that if you helped the Anjing House carry out a mission, you could get the Anjing House to help you with something of equal value instead of getting paid.
However, all of this was just hearsay. After all, those refugees had only heard some rumors about it. Ren Xiaosu knew very well that most of these rumors among the people were fabricated.
For example, there were even rumors saying that he, the war hero of Fortress 178, was always armed with a gun even when he slept, was over two meters tall, and was biased towards the liberal arts and sciences.
What the hell was a bias towards the liberal arts and sciences?!
Ren Xiaosu was puzzled. He could understand the previous rumors, but who the fuck spread this fucking bias towards the liberal arts and sciences?!
There was no evidence at all. What did this have to do with the battle?!
After the tavern opened, he sat inside and ordered two dishes. Then, he watched as the little girl who had just taken down stories from the Northwest supported a blind old man to a chair in the middle of the tavern.
Ren Xiaosu understood. This little girl was the granddaughter of this storyteller. She had been asking for stories to gather material for her grandfather.
This time, Ren Xiaosu was quite interested in the storyteller's story. This was because when the young lady was listening to the story, she would interrupt the middle-aged man from time to time to analyze the logic in the storyteller's words. It was clear that the storyteller was very factual.
When the girl saw Ren Xiaosu, she smiled as a greeting. The storyteller's story today was about the war in the southwest, and the main character was Qing Zhen.
In this story, there was also a supernatural being who acted as a spy for the Kyung Clan and helped the Kyung Clan wipe out the Li Consortium's Divine Arms Battalion.
Ren Xiaosu smacked his lips. Although he was no longer in the industry, his legends could still be heard in the industry.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu felt that even though he did not want to get involved in those disputes, it seemed like all the major events that happened in the Southwest and Northwest had something to do with him.
Ren Xiaosu had come here to listen to the Anjing House's story, but he was not in a hurry. If he could not hear it today, he would listen to it tomorrow. One day, the storyteller would tell him about it.
On the same night, after Ren Xiaosu left the tavern, he found the grocery store closest to the stronghold and exchanged some gold for it. When he saw the owner of the grocery store, Ren Xiaosu felt like he was looking at Wang Fugui again. However, the other party did not have the benevolence that Wang Fugui had in him.
With the money he exchanged for gold, Ren Xiaosu decisively bought a brick house with a backyard. For a moment, the entire town was talking about how a rich person had come to live here.
Ren Xiaosu did not do anything else every day except dump the corpses in the morning and listen to the storyteller's stories from noon to night. The storyteller would only tell two stories a day, and the rest would be explained in detail in the next chapter.
He dumped the corpses because the matter of him exchanging gold for gold had alarmed some of the ruthless people in town. When they saw Ren Xiaosu buying the brick house in such a lavish manner, they started getting ideas about Ren Xiaosu.
There were people constantly climbing over the walls of Ren Xiaosu's yard in the middle of the night. Then they all disappeared one by one like stones sinking into the sea.
These people were all operating in secret. Many people only discovered that the famous ruthless people in town seemed to be getting fewer and fewer after they went missing for several days.
At the beginning, everyone did not think much of it. But gradually, the atmosphere in town became peaceful. Those ruthless people who liked to plunder others were almost extinct.
Some of the ruthless people also felt that something was amiss. They packed up their belongings and ran away. They felt that someone in town was secretly hunting them down.
There was a rumor circulating in town: Someone was hunting down those ruthless people who didn't know their place.
At the beginning, Ren Xiaosu had to exchange gold for some cash. But as he killed more and more ruthless people, the money in his hands did not decrease but increased instead.
Ren Xiaosu was not a good person, so he did not feel pressured at all when using the money.
The only thing he was surprised about was that he found an old color-screen cell phone on someone.
The cell phone was very simple and shabby, but it could not withstand Ren Xiaosu's curiosity about new things.
Ren Xiaosu had only seen the instructions for cell phones from before The Cataclysm in the Yang Clan's library, but he had never seen the real thing. He had only used a satellite phone before.
The cell phone was not equipped with a charger, and there was no place in town where it could be charged. But while this might be a problem for others, it was not for Ren Xiaosu. That was because he had the nanomachines.
As he waited for the cell phone to be charged, Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up. This was the first time he had seen such a "high-tech" gadget.
But after studying it for a long time, Ren Xiaosu realized that it only had the function of sending and receiving text messages and taking pictures. But who was the refugee sending the text messages to? The mailbox was empty, and the photo album was also empty.
Or could it be that the refugee who owned it had only been holding onto it but had never used it before?
When he asked around, some of the refugees mentioned that some of the big shots of the Wang Clan's consortium in the stronghold were already using cell phones. Ren Xiaosu did not think too much of it and just thought that the refugee had robbed the other refugees for it.
As fewer and fewer people came looking for trouble, Ren Xiaosu calmed down and started listening attentively to all the stories. For example, the Pyro Company was secretly capturing supernatural beings, and the Qinghe Group in the Central Plains had a way to create supernatural beings. As long as they completed eight mysterious challenges, they could unlock the gene lock. However, no one outside of the stronghold knew what these eight challenges were.
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