CH 8

The second auction would start promptly at 3 pm.

He didn't expect him to be literate, the staff twitched, and the perfunctory smile became reluctant. "Of course, sir."

The rats in the garbage dumps in the outer city are basically uneducated, and naturally, few are literate. Even if they earn some star coins by selling metal garbage, they can only lower their head here.

This is the first one who dared to confront him.

The staff's eyes were burning with anger, and he gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice, "But I advise you not to do this."

The inner city is much more prosperous than the outer city. The streets are lined with houses. Advertising videos are played in turn on the huge display screen. From time to time, uniquely shaped airships or shuttles pass by, and the wind blows through the roadside vegetation. The outer city is full of rubbish, dirty and crowded, as if in two worlds.

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Xiao Ruan: earning 450,000 for nothing, so happy 0v0

Cub: Prodigal ←_←