This time, he found the storyteller's home, which made Ren Xiaosu gain a lot. At least he realized what the worn mobile phone he "picked" was used for, and probably found some clues about Anjing Temple.

Ren Xiaosu returned to his own room, turned on the phone again, then hesitated for a moment before sending a text message to the other party: "Receive the task."

He hesitated because he didn't know what he would face in the future after the text was sent out. This matter would bring changes to his life again.

On the other hand, Barrier No. 67 is quite far from Barrier No. 61 where he is currently located, and it will be delayed for a long time if he completes the task.

But this is the best way for him to find Wang Fugui and others now? With the power of a person, it is indeed difficult to find someone in the vast crowd.

Maybe he could use Wang Shengzhi's power to tell Wang Shengzhi calmly, but Wang Shengzhi knew his identity very well and knew exactly what Zhang Jinglin had towards Ren Xiaosu, so it was difficult to guarantee that the Wang family would not have any other thoughts.

And Ankyoji didn't know who he was. He hid in the dark and there was room for buffering everything.

Just when Ren Xiaosu was letting his mind go, the worn-out phone lit up, which was a text message from the other party: "The level of holding the phone does not meet the level standard, and the task cannot be accepted."

Ren Xiaosu was petrified at that time. After thinking about it for a long time, it was useless. He didn't allow himself to take on this task at all...

He looked at the phone in his hand in disbelief. Is the former owner of the phone a pig? The phone has been sent out for several years, so why is it still a D-level?

And your Anjing Temple is also interesting. You know that I am D-level, so why do you have to send me a mass-level task?

Before he could finish his anger, the other party sent another text message: Please don’t send mutton soaked buns again.

Ren Xiaosu: "..."

OK, Ren Xiaosu still has to continue to wait patiently.

Ren Xiaosu still went to the tavern every day. When Mr. Storyteller went, he listened to the stories. When Mr. Storyteller didn't go, he sat there to read books. In the small tavern, Ren Xiaosu actually gave the smell of a library.

As for where the book comes from... After all, he has been to the No. 88 Barrier Library, so of course there is no reason to return empty-handed when entering Baoshan!

And now the 88 barrier has been broken, Ren Xiaosu feels that he has saved a large part of his spiritual wealth for mankind.

Didn’t it mean that people in the Central Plains can get rich overnight when they discover that laboratory data can be found, which means that humans still attach great importance to knowledge.

Of course, most of the data in the laboratory are formed or about to be formed. Once a consortium finds it, it can immediately open up new technical fields. Therefore, laboratory data can be sold for money, but the books in Ren Xiaosu may not be sold at the same price.

After visiting Ren Xiaosu by Storyteller, he met Ren Xiaosu in the tavern, and it was like nothing happened. Everyone kept silent in a tacit understanding.

On the contrary, Mr. Storyteller's granddaughter became familiar with Ren Xiaosu. Sometimes when she went outside to inquire about the stories, she would come and tell Ren Xiaosu in detail, and then run to Mr. Storyteller.

This made Mr. Storyteller have no temper, and he had a vague hope that Ren Xiaosu would receive the task as soon as possible and get out of here...

As the days passed, fewer and fewer people fled from the northwest. All those who should escape had escaped, and some of them had not had time to escape were simply liquidated by the 178 Fortress.

Some refugees gathered together and blocked the gates of the 61 barrier every day, saying that they would make their political demands to the Wang Consortium, and said that they were also well-known figures before, and that the Wang Consortium could not treat them like this.

It’s not that these refugees are stupid, but that they really have no choice.

Many of these refugees are with their families. As the family is waiting for dinner, they are sold out all the things they should sell.

So when you are so hungry that you can't do heavy work, you can only do this.

At first, the Wang family consortium was unwilling to pay attention to them. After all, 90% of these people were bureaucrats from the Zong family, and there was not even a skilled person.

Some people were originally engaged in technology, but their academic careers were abandoned after they were in high positions, so for the Wang Consortium, they had no use at all.

But later, the head of the Wang Consortium responsible for managing the town felt that it was not a big deal for these people to block the gate every day, so he simply beat them up.

Now, the refugees became honest.

Some people started to do coolies, while others continued to think of some wrong solutions.

The refugees in the market town of No. 61 were happy. Seeing that these barriers were not as good as them, everyone had a thought of watching jokes.

Some refugees even went to tease the families of these bureaucrats. Although they didn't dare to do anything, they looked a little unsightly.

In the evening, Ren Xiaosu had supper in the tavern and returned to the house. Just as he was reading a book, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Ren Xiaosu walked to open the door. When he opened the door, he held the black knife with one hand behind his back. The nanorobot in his body was also ready to form a cover armor at any time.

But after opening the door, I saw a beautiful middle-aged woman standing outside the door. The other party seemed to have washed her face and used the cosmetics they brought from the northwest to put on makeup in a hurry, and changed into a beautiful cheongsam.

Ren Xiaosu asked calmly: "Is there anything wrong?"

The woman whispered, “Can I go in and say it?”

"No," Ren Xiaosu refused.

The woman didn't expect that Ren Xiaosu would not be able to get into the oil and salt. She was a little anxious: "We all fled from the northwest. I came from the 146 barrier. For the sake of our fellow villagers, can I let me change some food?"

These days, the person who lives the most prosperous among the refugees is probably Ren Xiaosu. Of course, in the eyes of other refugees, Ren Xiaosu is a refugee, and he himself said so.

So when other refugees found that Ren Xiaosu was living such a comfortable life, they came up with his ideas.

Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows: "What should I exchange for?"

"Swap it myself," the woman said gritting her teeth. As she said, she deliberately twisted her body so that Ren Xiaosu could see her legs slit under the cheongsam.

I have to say that the woman has a good figure, Ren Xiaosu said calmly: "I advise you to go back and change this outfit as soon as possible, otherwise it will be quite dangerous if it gets dark."

As he said that, Ren Xiaosu closed the door again with a loud bang.

A man's voice came from outside the door, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on? Isn't he moved?"

The woman seemed to feel a little humiliated, and she said in a crying voice: "How could you give your wife like this?"
Chapter completed!