Chapter 350: 271. Zhang Chengze in a dilemma
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“Xiao Niu, have you and Zhang Tianzhen made your preparations?” Qing Chen asked before leaving, “I an, about joining the Heng Society. Rember, once you join, there’s no turning back. If one day you think of quitting, the daylight won’t allow soone who’s disheartened and willing to compromise to stay in the organization.”
Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen looked at each other: “Boss, we’re ready.”
“Good, go report to Heng Society tomorrow. I’ve already spoken to them. Start from the basics,” Qing Chen said, “As for how far you can go, that’s entirely up to you.”
Qing Chen left in the wind and snow. If he wanted to do business with Zhang Chengze, he’d first have to find Zhang Chengze.
However, he didn’t go straight to the Fourth District but instead returned to his ho in the Luo Shen Building.
He plugged the USB drive he brought back from the Outer World into the adapter in his house, waiting for the data to upload.
A few seconds later, Yi exclaid, “Sprout, the Outer World is quite interesting, isn’t it?”
Qing Chen: “…You’re just after the novelty of it all. You’ll get tired of it once the novelty wears off.”
“That won’t happen,” Yi said, “In the long years, I’ve learned how to keep myself entertained.”
Qing Chen’s reason for returning was exactly to upload the “Outer World’s Yi data stream,” so that “Inner World’s central Yi” could know what was happening in the Outer World.
He asked, “I need to find that Zhang Chengze now, can you help look for him?”
Yi thought for a mont and said, “I can, but can you help et soone in the Outer World…”
Qing Chen raised an eyebrow: “I knew you’d have so tricks up your sleeve, forget it!”
“Oh, then the matter of finding Zhang Chengze, I can change the condition. If you pay a remuneration of 100,000 yuan in the Outer World, I’m a bit short on money over there…”
Qing Chen’s eyes widened: “Why don’t you just rob soone!”
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Zhang Chengze looked around curiously at this new world.
The place referred to as the Inner World by the Ti Travelers.
He looked around and found himself in a dimly lit small room filled with over ten people, lying haphazard and scattered all over the floor.
This made Zhang Chengze sowhat unclear about his situation: what exactly was his circumstance?
He had done a lot of howork before coming to the Inner World. Among the most important were three points.
The first was that the people of the Inner World naturally hated Ti Travelers, and only a few organizations would tolerate their existence.
So, once in the Inner World, he must never reveal his identity as a Ti Traveler.
The second point was to avoid provoking financial groups in the Inner World; under unclear circumstances, he should keep his distance from them.
Lastly, beware of the Kidney Cutters; venturing out at nightti in the lower areas of the Inner World, one could easily encounter criminals who steal chanical limbs and plunder organs. If they targeted him, it could be exceedingly miserable.
At this mont, what concerned Zhang Chengze the most was the first point. He had to blend in here first and then wait for the Ti Traveler he’d hired to co to his rescue.
Then, everything would start to improve.
Zhang Chengze had the shrewdness of a businessman in his bones. He was different from the scholar-rchants like Hu Dacheng. Starting from scratch in the 90s, what he had honed most was the ability to seize opportunities and the ability to endure.
The big businessn who rose in that era all had the deanor of heroic figures, often operating in the gray areas, having seen all walks of life.
Zhang Chengze silently lay on his bunk, discreetly observing the people around him: tattoos, chanical limbs, shaggy hair.
The whole room was as cold as an icehouse, yet even in this season, the room was filled with the stench of sweat and foot odor.
The tattoos on the backs of these people were all very similar, a fierce ghost with a green face and fangs.
These ghosts were more or less the sa. Zhang Chengze carefully observed and realized that the tattoos seed to have been made from a stencil; they were purely bad tattoo artistry, which is why each tattoo looked different…
Then he looked at the chanical limbs and noticed that so were rusted, appearing as wretched as could be.
Zhang Chengze silently took stock of himself, fortunately, he did not have any chanical limbs on his body.
He felt his pockets and then the area around him, and sothing astonishing happened—there was no mobile phone on or near him!
Before traveling to the Inner World, he had arranged with the Ti Traveler he’d hired that they would contact each other via mobile phones after their transition.
Zhang Chengze had taken the effort to morize the other party’s mobile number, but now he found himself without a phone!
What the heck!
At this ti, not far away, soone lanted: “When will we be able to stop hiding like this, dodging here and there?”
Zhang Chengze perked up; these words revealed extrely important information.
They helped him understand his current situation.
It seed that the people lying on the ground weren’t asleep; they were just compelled to hide here, with nothing to entertain themselves with, so they could only lie down and feign death.
One person responded: “It’s all because the boss got blinded by greed. He just had to join other societies to encircle Heng Society. Now look what happened, the boss himself died a miserable death, and we’re dodging Heng Society’s pursuit, forced to hide here and there.”
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Soone sneered, “You’d only dare to say that because the boss isn’t here anymore. Weren’t you the most enthusiastic one when it was proposed to encircle the Heng Society? You were obsessing over the girls on Heng Society’s turf every single day!”
Zhang Chengze, listening to these words, suddenly felt that sothing was off. This information didn’t quite match what the Ti Travelers had told him.
Wasn’t it said that the Heng Society had been encircled by the various major factions? Yet now it seed as if the Heng Society had decimated all the major factions…
Moreover, his current identity was still being hunted by mbers of the Heng Society!
That wasn’t right!
Was the Heng Society really that powerful?
Even Zhang Chengze, who had weathered many storms, was feeling a bit dazed at this mont.
Inside the room, over a dozen people were complaining about each other in a disorderly manner.
The more Zhang Chengze listened, the more sothing seed off.
At this mont, the original speaker, a mber of the gang, said angrily, “The Heng Society has gone too far; do they really think they can dominate everything?”
Soone chuckled, “Right, isn’t the Heng Society covering the sky with one hand in the underworld of the 18th city? All other factions combined, can they even match Heng Society?”
“Didn’t Qing’s Family Four promise our boss to use the Federal Group Army when we all rounded up the Heng Society? Why didn’t we see a shadow of the Federation Army in the end?”
“Soone has been used as a gun,” soone said. “Everyone says that after Uncle Li Dong died, all the consortia wanted to get rid of the Heng Society, but I’ve heard from the black market that Uncle Li Dong might not be dead.”
“Bullshit, that’s a Sky-based weapon, fired from 800 kiloters in the sky. How could it possibly not kill Uncle Li Dong?”
“You talk as if you know all about Sky-based weapons. I’m not the one who said this; it was a professor of physics from Qinghe University who said that it’s nearly impossible for that thing to kill a Demigod.”
“The professors from Qinghe University wouldn’t talk nonsense. No wonder the Qing’s Family Four backed off in the end; they must be worried that Uncle Li Dong is indeed still alive…”
Upon hearing all this, Zhang Chengze couldn’t help but feel speechless.
The situation described by those Ti Travelers was completely opposite to what he understood…
He couldn’t help but bla in his mind, “It’s fine if your information is a bit off, but this is completely the opposite. That’s a bit outrageous, isn’t it?”
It wasn’t until then that he rembered Liu Dezhu’s background.
If he hadn’t switched his allegiance back then, would he no longer have to live in fear?
Zhang Chengze slowly closed his eyes, trying hard to recall Liu Dezhu’s phone number. Just in case, he had morized both sides’ phone numbers.
A few minutes passed until he was certain he had accurately rembered Liu Dezhu’s number, then he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Now all he needed was a cellphone.
But looking around, Zhang Chengze couldn’t see a single phone. Didn’t people in the Inner World use cellphones?
This was very abnormal, as if everyone’s phones had been confiscated.
Just as he was thinking this, the cramped door was opened from the outside. Four burly n ard to the teeth, with stern faces, walked into the room and swept a cold gaze around the room, as if they were staring at pigs and sheep.
All the people in the room exchanged glances, and one of them stood up in panic to ask, “Who are you? Where is Su Xingzhi!”
Outside, a skinny old man with a goatee strolled into the room with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, “Su Xingzhi has already sold you to . From today onwards, you’re all my private property.”
“Chang Ping?! How dare Su Xingzhi do this!” Soone recognized the skinny old man at a glance and glared angrily, “Didn’t he claim to be very trustworthy?!”
“Do black market businessn have integrity?” The skinny old man, Chang Ping, laughed, “Oh right… Su Xingzhi is indeed an exception; he is very trustworthy. But did you pay him the protection fee you promised? So many of you occupying this safe house, unwilling to pay him, and with the risk of being hunted by the Heng Society, how could he not sell you off to cover his costs?”
Soone muttered, “So that’s why Su Xingzhi took our phones, saying it was to prevent us from contacting the outside and revealing our whereabouts. He had already planned to betray us!”
At this mont, Zhang Chengze was full of regret. He didn’t know who Chang Ping was, but judging by everyone else’s reaction, the man was clearly bad news.
Chang Ping, hunched over, wiped his goatee with a smile and said, “Hurry up and collect their blood for typing; there might be a buyer waiting for a life extension right now. We must sell them all before the Heng Society finds them, or else we’ll make a loss on this deal.”
Chang Ping’s glances at them were like those of soone admiring rchandise.
The unpleasant sll of sweat and foot odor in the room did not dampen his excited mood.
But hearing this, Zhang Chengze realized they were planning to trade their organs.
He did not know that Chang Ping was the biggest organ and bio-organ trader in the black market of the 18th city, making the most ruthless kind of money.
A wave of despair washed over Zhang Chengze. All he hoped for at this mont was that he could last 168 hours, because only then would he have a chance to seek help from Hu Xiaoniu, Liu Dezhu, or Zhang Tianzhen!
However, Zhang Chengze was considering sothing. Organ transplantation is a very complex issue, and if not compatible, it can easily lead to an immune rejection response causing the organ to necrose.
So his organs might not imdiately find a matching buyer, and perhaps he really could survive this week!
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Thank you to zado1991 (Douyu ID: zard1991) for becoming a mber of the Silver City Alliance for this book. It’s worth ntioning that I’m quite fond of this Dota 2 broadcaster; hey boss, let’s lose so points together when you’re free!
Thanks to Akkalaby Note, Hiding to Eat Noodles, Gentleman Rabbit, Extre Demon God, and Moluo Xing for joining as new mbers of the book. You bosses are so generous; may your phones always be charged!
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