Chat rooms are also thriving today.

The group, carrying the unconscious Bronya, embarked on their journey to the lower districts.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The underground hollow city structure of Belleburg is known as the Lower District.

This area is isolated from the upper zone, with ancient relics and buildings buried in the towering, imposing rock walls, and massive supporting pillars connecting it to the ground.

Led by Sangbo, after an unknown amount of time, the group finally arrived at the place.

"Is this the lower level?"

Chen glanced upwards.

It was pitch black.

There wasn't a single ray of light.

"Yes, this is the lower district that has been sealed off and neglected by the people on the surface for more than ten years."

Sambo led the way:

"Unlike the glamorous world above, the residents here make a living by digging tunnels and mining."

"Wait! What does it mean to seal it off and ignore it for more than ten years?"

On March 7th, he frowned.

"Literally, the lower area has been sealed off for a long time. The surface and underground have been isolated for many years. Even when the underground was at its most chaotic, the Iron Guards never came."

Sambo paused for a moment, glancing at Bronya who was bound hand and foot.

"So you guys have to be careful with her, lest the subterranean fire gets its eyes on you, or I, old Sambo, will be finished too."

"uh-huh."

Linnaeus did not speak.

"Ha, we've arrived at Panyan Town, which is also the largest settlement in the lower district."

Sambo stopped and turned to look at Linnaeus, rubbing his hands together.

"Hero, now that we've arrived at the destination, shouldn't I..."

"Okay, let's go."

Lin Nai didn't stop her.

"okay!"

Sangbo breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran away.

Being with this group of people was the most stressful time for Sangbo.

Kairun!!

Chapter 90 - Returning it to him ≠ I won't take it

So... what should we do now?

Watching Sambo disappear in a flash, March 7th turned to ask Linnai about her next plans.

"Let's get a room first, after all... there's still someone who's not awake here."

Linna pointed to the Land Duck that Kiana was lifting up with the Belt of the Void behind her.

"Does it cost money to book a room?"

Artoria asked curiously, "Linnai, do you have the local currency?"

"Yes, I have."

Linna took out a bag, weighed it lightly a couple of times, and it made a sound like the Winter City Shield clashing.

"?"

Everyone except Kiana looked on in surprise.

Really?!

"...Didn't we come in together? We didn't separate along the way."

Chen was also completely puzzled.

March 7th nodded in agreement: "Yeah, yeah! None of us who came early got any..."

"I have!"

But March 7th hadn't finished speaking.

A little gray-haired boy interrupted her and took three Winterhold Shields out of his pocket.

"?"

March 7th and Danheng looked on in astonishment.

And where are you from?

"Found it in the trash!"

Xingyi smirked and said smugly.

"..."

Yes.

I remembered March 7th.

Before heading to the hotel, they took a stroll around Belleburg, where Xing was keen on rummaging through the trash cans, but she was dragged away after only a couple.

I never expected to find money for her!

"And who are you, Linnai...?"

Chen turned his head to look.

"Kiana, give them a live performance!"

"Look at me!"

Kiana snapped her fingers, and a small portal appeared, from which Winter City Shields fell out, while the bag in Linna's hand deflated at an extremely fast speed.

Then Kiana opened another portal and easily sent the Winter City Shield back.

"Uh... so where did the Winter City Shield actually come from?"

I still don't quite understand March 7th.

"...Sambo."

Danheng realized what was happening.

Linnaeus took Sambo's money bag at that time!

Bingo!

Linna and Kiana stood together, struck a pose, and said in unison:

"This is our exhilarating combo attack!"

"oh oh!!"

The stars applauded enthusiastically.

She'll do the same thing again!

"I saw the combo moves, but where's the excitement?" March 7 muttered under her breath.

“It’s on Sambo’s face.”

Linnaeus laughed.

When he discovers that the Winter City Shields in his purse have all turned into scrap metal, his face will blush a little... or he may not care at all.

After all, he's a masked fool; some guys will still find it amusing even if they're being fooled.

"To reiterate, giving it back to him doesn't mean I won't take it."

Linnaeus put the money bag away.

"Without any money here, you can't get anywhere. You can't exactly go begging on the street, can you?"

Linna felt that it would be faster to get money from thugs.

"Too."

Everyone readily accepted the matter.

Including Chan, who is a police officer in the Guard Bureau.

Special cases should be handled specially.

Moreover, Sambo had previously sold the train set, which was a way to collect some interest.

Everyone has a flexible moral bottom line.

Afterwards, Linna led the three members of the train crew to open four rooms, while the rest of the crew waited here until the rooms were opened, at which point Kiana would open a portal to move them.

After all, bringing an unconscious person to a hotel room could easily arouse suspicion from others.

Hmm... although their clothing was enough to make the people of Di Huo wary.

They are the kind of people who are obviously out of place in the lower-level areas.

Fortunately, the process went smoothly.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Bronya, open your eyes, it's me, Shafulin!"

"Cough cough..."

At her call, Bronya wearily opened her eyes, only to find a group of people peering at her.

"!!!"

Bronya trembled with fear.

stir……

What are you stirring up...?

wrong!

Bronya realized something.

"It's you despicable bastards!"

Bronya sat up abruptly, only to find herself bound. She struggled with all her might but couldn't break free, and then fell back down.

"Hmm! Where is this place? And what is your purpose?"

Bronya shuffled around like a caterpillar for a moment before loudly questioning the group of people in front of her.

"This is the lower level."

Linnaeus moved aside, revealing the view outside the window.

Bronya was taken aback, looking at them with surprise: "You're from the Lower District?"

"No, we have visitors from other worlds and extraterrestrials here; their composition is complex."

"?"

What is meant by a visitor from another world?

A series of question marks appeared above Bronya's head.

What is this guy talking about?

"However, you are right about one thing."

Linnaeus leaned back in his chair: "We do intend to disrupt the Builders' control over Beloborg... to be precise, to disrupt Cocolia's control over Beloborg."

The mistakes Cocolia made, now under the control of the Star Core, are irreparable.

"!!!"

Bronya's eyes narrowed, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "You will not succeed! The High Guardian will defeat you!"