The injuries on his body recovered much faster than Li Xiaonian expected.

Three days, the fourth day after the medical nanoworm failed, Li Xiaonian could get out of bed and walk. The only shortcoming was that his body was still quite weak.

"The body of the residual gene has a recovery speed that is far higher than that of the Earthlings. If the Earthlings suffer such serious injuries, they will not be able to go downstairs and walk in less than three to five months."

Li Xiaonian couldn't help but exclaim.

It is worthy of being the main universe, and its technological development is far beyond the reach of Qianhong's territory. Even the body's self-repair is several levels higher.

Lu Qianhui, who was dismantling the discarded goods, saw Li Xiaonian wearing a fur coat with a spike hanging around her waist, walked out of the yard with a worried look on her face: "Brother, are you going to go out?"

"kindness."

Li Xiaonian nodded.

After borrowing 15 days of yuan, the three of them were only enough to survive for five days. Now, the food is only one day left, and there is no income. The three of them will starve to death.

Although my body is still very weak, I have to go out.

Lu Qianhui gritted her teeth and put down her work: "Brother, I'll go out with you."

Li Xiaonian shook his head: "You stay at home, I can just go out by myself. This time I will just go around casually, and there will be no danger."

The elder brother's words were just golden rules for Lu Qianhui, and she couldn't refute: "Then... then be careful and never have any disputes with others."

Li Xiaonian reached out and scratched her sister's greasy hair: "With the elder brother here, everything will be fine."

The hair is greasy, and there is no way to do it. The reason why abandoned stars are abandoned is not only because of energy depletion, but also because the sun's radiation is very large and it is not suitable for human survival.

In order to prevent radiation, everyone who goes out will wrap a thick coat and hat even on hot days.

Although it's very hot, people here are used to it.

Li Xiaonian's house is relatively remote, with only a few sparse families around him. Because of his indifferent relationships, no important things, and residents will not go out. Therefore, when he walked out of the house, the surrounding area was deserted.

Pass through an empty residential area and enter a wide square.

There are various simple sheds built in the square. The tops of the sheds are made of old and sewn together, colorful and colorful.

There are few people in the market, and occasionally shouts come.

"Homemade earth gun only costs 12 days, and bullets cost 10 rounds per day."

“Fresh canned food, one serving for three days.”

"The recent v5 drive arm has 30 days of energy. If you need it, you can come and have a look."

"Smart chips, come and take a look, the price is easy to negotiate."

...

In the entire trading market, all the items traded are from the garbage dump. No matter what, these things are waste discarded in the main universe.

When you enter this trading market to sell, there is no charge before the goods are sold, but as long as the transaction is successful, a considerable transaction tax must be paid.

Part of this tax fell into the hands of Boss Zhu, and part of it was handed over to the Alliance for the Waste Star's law enforcement.

With layers of exploitation, the untouchables below are already grateful to be able to survive. Once they are born, old, sick and disabled, there is almost no way to survive.

Boss Zhu is the boss of the Heishangou area. It is said that he has more than 30 core subordinates under his command, in charge of peace in this area.

Under the management of Boss Zhu, the so-called peace is limited to the surface. In fact, this area is full of life-and-death battles every day, and Boss Zhu's subordinates will come to the door to "reason" after the fight is over.

The most effective evidence of the theory is naturally Tianyuan.

Under this oppression, everyone became relatively rational. Unless they couldn't survive, no one would want to be exploited by Boss Zhu.

The original owner of Li Xiaonian's body was snatched by Meng Ge's subordinates, and seemed to have taken a big advantage. In fact, the biggest beneficiary is Boss Zhu, because Boss Zhu will not give up the opportunity to "maintain peace".

As soon as I entered the market, a laughing voice rang out.

"Oh, isn't this Xiaole? He didn't die. I have to say that you are really lucky."

The speaker is a young man with a beard and black and yellow teeth.

Baju is the nickname of this man and Li Xiaonian's former opponent. In Heishangou, Li Xiaonian has been taught a lesson many times.

Li Xiaonian glanced at Babiao indifferently, turned around and left.

Li Xiaonian was too lazy to talk to such a coward who changed his power when he saw the wind and pretended to be a tiger.

Baxu was ignored by Li Xiaonian and was immediately angry and wanted to reach out and pull Li Xiaonian's shoulder: "Boy, dare to ignore Bashi, believe it or not, let you not see the sun the day after tomorrow..."

Before Basu finished speaking, a sharp iron tool with a hook pierced thorn hit Basu's throat.

Now, the arrogant and arrogant Bafeng suddenly became dying. Looking at Li Xiaonian's cold gaze, he felt guilty and said with a stiff face: "Brother Xiao, I'm just a joke, just a joke... don't take it seriously."

As he said that, Eighth carefully moved away the spike at the throat.

Li Xiaonian silently put away his weapons.

Without saying a word, Li Xiaonian turned around and left. No matter how much language intimidation was, without enough strength, everything was empty talk. Now he lost the industrial mecha and the Fire Eagle Gun, just like a tiger who lost his minions.

"call……"

Basu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Li Xiaonian's back with fear, and cursed in his heart: "Damn bastard, I wish you to die in the Black Mountain Valley as soon as possible. As long as you die, your sister... I will help you 'take care'."

Just now, if he dared to take the lead, he had reason to believe that Li Xiaonian would pierce his throat without hesitation.

This is an intuition, an intuition that only occurs after experiencing life and death.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but he has a feeling that after being injured, Li Xiaole becomes more bloodthirsty and even more terrifying.

Li Xiaonian walked around the market, and finally stopped in front of a stall selling homemade earthen guns, picked up the simple gunpowder gun and checked up and down.

The stall owner is an elderly middle-aged man. Seeing Li Xiaonian squatting in front of the stall, Uncle Hu suddenly became interested: "Brother Xiao, are you interested in the earth gun? If you need it, everyone is with your own people, and I won't cheat you. I will give you three extra bullets for 10 days."

There are only two earth guns, and the production process is not worthy of. As for the power of the bullet, the lethality is very limited and it can barely kill people. To say that killing some mutant creatures is simply a delusion.

No matter how simple the earth gun is, Li Xiaonian urgently needs it. Without guns, he will only become the target of robbery by others.

Finally, Li Xiaonian chose a better one from two dirt guns, looked up at the other party, and said sincerely: "Uncle Hu, you should also know my situation. I don't have money now, so I lend this gun to me first. Three days later, I will pay you the original price. How about it?"

Uncle Hu's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand quickly: "Go away, Brother Xiao, don't beg uncle for attention. If you really want it, you can take it away for 7 days. As for credit, you can't negotiate."

He knew very well about people like Li Xiaonian. If the child who hung his head around his waist every day, if the other party was not injured, his weapons and mecha were still there. With his understanding of Li Xiaole's personality, it would be impossible to take credit. As for now, forget it.

He was given on credit, but he was just a meat bun to beat a dog, and he went there but never returned.

In particular, he also heard that Li Xiaole borrowed Boss Zhu’s money, so easy to redeem the money from Boss Zhu?

"In three days, I am willing to pay 20 days." Li Xiaonian increased his bargaining chips and stared at Uncle Hu seriously.

Uncle Hu's heart moved, a little moved.

These homemade earthen guns are not easy to sell. They cost 20 days. If they count the production costs and pay taxes, they can earn at least 10 days.

Thinking of this, Uncle Hu said curiously: "Brother Xiao, how many days of the year do you owe Boss Zhu?"

"15 days, plus a piece of compressed refined grain." Li Xiaonian responded truthfully.

After getting this answer, Uncle Hu shook his head repeatedly: "Forget it, forget it, you'd better go to another place to have a look. My weapons are not suitable for you."

15 days of yuan is not the focus, the focus is on a piece of [compressed refined grain]. The price of compressed refined grain and the price on the market is 30 days of yuan, and there is a price but no market.

The fundamental reason why Boss Zhu looks so proud of the kid in front of him is of course that Boss Zhu wants to exploit the target without leaving any trace.

The price of refined grain worth 30 days is not much tripled due to Boss Zhu's ruthlessness. Adding the interest, 120 days of the yuan is considered to be a big conscience in Zhu.

When Li Xiaonian has money, he will definitely fall into the hands of Boss Zhu. He is a small minion who is fighting with Boss Zhu? He is simply seeking death.

"Is it really not possible?" Li Xiaonian looked disappointed.

Uncle Hu shook his head again: "Brother Xiao, I am also a small business and can't stand the trouble." After pausing, Uncle Hu said embarrassedly: "Since Boss Zhu is so optimistic about you, you can go to Boss Zhu to support him. With Boss Zhu's grandeur, he will definitely respond to you all your requests."

Li Xiaonian had no choice but to put down his earth gun, nodded, and stood up and left.

Uncle Hu was unwilling, so Li Xiaonian could only continue to look for the next stall, in the same way, wanting to mortgage his character in exchange for the opportunity to obtain a local gun.

It’s a pity that even though his reputation has been pretty good over the years, no one is willing to give him credit.

After a while, Li Xiaonian had a dry mouth. He took out the kettle with him and took a few sips.

"Does... really want to find Boss Zhu?"

Li Xiaonian frowned, 15 days a day, plus a piece of compressed refined grain, the price seemed very high, but he was confident that he could afford it.

After all, he is now Li Xiaonian, not Li Xiaole himself. With his superb shooting skills, he is fearless with one shot in his hand.

If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind hiding in secret and catching up with Brother Meng's group.

Robbery is easier than making money by digging garbage dumps.

After asking all the last familiar stall owners, Li Xiaonian completely gave up.

Without any gain, Li Xiaonian left the market silently.

My tired body walked for nearly a kilometer and came to an alley to lead the end of the alley.

"Dada."

Li Xiaonian knocked on the door.

"who!"
To be continued...