Ninth class citizen

Chapter 18 The World Owes Me a Pension
"How fresh?" The person who spoke earlier rushed to ask, "Did you pay the outdoor admission fee to get in? Then why didn't you trade with the officials, but went to find Blue-Haired Jimmy instead?"

"I, I'm different from you." Wendy stammered.

"Don't be ridiculous," the elder brother said, "If you enter the wild without permission to obtain resources, you are a savage. It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. Even if you die here, no one will care."

As she was talking, another person had already looked through her backpack: "Brother, there are only a dozen worthless first-level materials, plus a second-level river deer grass, which together can't be sold for more than 200 Cowans."

"Tsk tsk, it's just such a small harvest. It seems that my previous 5000 Cowens was too low. Now I have to change it to 6000."

"I really don't have any money." Wendy's voice was a little flustered: "I'll give all this to you, please let me go!"

"If you don't accept my toast, then I'll punish you." The eldest brother played with the energy dagger in his hand: "You are wearing the school uniform of Xiluo Xinghua, right? How can someone who can afford to go to a private university be short of money? Do you really think we are playing house with you?"

The dagger, with a hint of coldness, was pointed at Wendy's face: "Such a tender and smooth face, it would be ugly if it was cut."

"Of course, I know you rich people can buy gene repair fluid, but the price is definitely higher than 6000 Cowens."

"I, I really don't have any money." Wendy's tears slid down her cheeks: "My family is bankrupt, otherwise I wouldn't have to come out every night to collect materials just to exchange for a little money."

"You sound quite pitiful." The eldest brother shook his head coldly. "Unfortunately, we have already found out that what you sold to Blue-haired Jimmy was all the purified liquid, which is much more valuable than the raw materials. Only 6000 Cowens is already a mercy on our part."

He raised his dagger and approached Wendy: "We wildlings are not completely ignorant. Gene repair fluid is also divided into grades. High-grade ones are not available to ordinary people. If I cut a hundred or eighty knives on this face, what will you do in the future, just to save 6000 Cowens?"

"No, no!" Wendy screamed, "Help, help!"

"Haha." The eldest brother grinned: "This is the wilderness. Even if other wild people hear us, no one dares to bother us, Brother Bob."

With a loud "clang", the dagger in the eldest brother's hand was knocked away by a stone, and his wrist was also hurt.

"Who is it?" He and the other man reacted very quickly. They drew out energy guns from their waists and pointed them at Nan Rong who suddenly appeared.

Nan Rong ignored them.

"2000 Cowan, save your life." She said in a hoarse voice.

"I have it, I'll give you 2000 Cowens!" Wendy sat on the ground with a pale face, nodding desperately.

"That's good." Nan Rong nodded slightly at Brother Bob: "Just now you said that the Federation doesn't care about the affairs between the wildlings, right?"

"Of course." The eldest brother was still frightened by her attack just now: "Are you new here? Why don't you follow the rules of the savages?"

"Oh? Wildermen actually have rules?" Nan Rong completely ignored the guns of the two men and lowered his head to pick up Wendy's backpack.

"Don't meddle in other people's business, or you will suffer the consequences!" The eldest brother's finger pressed the trigger.

"Oh? Then I really want to give it a try." Nan Rong smiled again, but brother Bob felt dizzy at the same time.

When he regained consciousness, he was still standing in the same place, but the energy gun was no longer in his hand, and there was no figure in front of him.

"Lucky Cat!" The eldest brother said word by word, "I'm not done with you!"

"Brother, our backpacks are gone! We had half a month's worth of materials in them!" the younger brother said with a sad face.

“Ahhh!” The eldest brother screamed to the sky: “Lucky cat, see you next time, you’re dead!”

Nan Rong didn't hear this. She nimbly flew on the flying board, carrying Wendy along. "We're here." Wendy pointed to the brightly lit town below and said, "Blue-haired Jimmy's store is right there. He only accepts goods from familiar customers. Can I be your introducer and replace the 2000 Cowens?"

Nan Rong glanced at her calmly, and the flying board under his feet instantly stood up, soaring straight into the night sky: "Do you think I'm easier to talk to than those two wild guys?"

Wendy really thought so. Although she saw Nan Rong effortlessly make the Bob brothers dumbfounded, she still had a fluke mentality.

Some people are like this, they fear power but not virtue.

Nan Rong knew her thoughts clearly. "Don't try to be clever." She sneered hoarsely:

"Go to StarNet now and transfer 2000 StarCoins to StarNet account 9LXLF12890876548. If I don't receive the money within one minute, I will throw you out of the sky."

The virtual star coins in the Star Network can be exchanged for Cowen coins at a 1:1 ratio, but they are much safer than real-life transactions and eliminate the risk of revealing identity information.

Wendy squinted her eyes because of the strong cold wind, but she could still see the town gradually getting smaller in her field of vision. She knew in her heart that Nan Rong was not someone who could be easily fooled, so she had to sink her consciousness into the star network and honestly transferred the star coin over.

When she saw the other person's online name, she couldn't help but twitch her eyes.

The world owes me a pension.

Is this a normal name? Who do you think you are?

"Very good." Nan Rong saw the transfer information and turned the flying board around with satisfaction: "Now, take me to find Jimmy."

Blue-haired Jimmy's bar is located in a narrow alley behind the grocery street in Vandeli Town.

The bar is now at its most popular time. The smell of synthetic beer, grilled sausage and tobacco, mixed with the scent of perfume and sweat, dances under the dim light along with people's unrestrained laughter and conversation.

Nan Rong followed Wendy through the crowd and walked to the staircase of the bar. There stood a big man with a red nose, holding a glass of beer and drinking it slowly.

When he saw Wendy, his eyes lit up: "You are finally here. The boss just asked about you."

As he spoke, he looked warily at Nan Rong who was standing behind him.

Wendy smiled and said, "It's a friend who also wants to come and do that kind of business with your boss."

"No problem if it's normal." The big man looked embarrassed: "But today's situation is special."

He lowered his voice and whispered in Wendy's ear, but it still didn't escape Nan Rong's ears: "Mr. Atkin is here. The boss means that only regular customers, or customers who bring materials above level three, will be accepted."

"Level 3 materials?" Nan Rong raised his eyebrows: "I have some here."

"Really?" The big man looked puzzled and turned to Wendy for confirmation, but saw her nod slightly.

She was standing by and saw it clearly as Nan Rong counted the materials of Bob's brothers.

"May I know what this friend's name is?" A voice came from behind. The owner had unruly sky blue hair and it was none other than the bar owner, Blue-haired Jimmy.

"Lucky cat." Nan Rong said.

(End of this chapter)