Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1618: Visitors from Beyond (5)

The area where the original owner was located should be considered the chaotic zone of the Underground City.

Just like in normal cities, there are divisions among ordinary people.

Here, it’s a mix of all sorts, all kinds of people.

"Xiao Chu... Xiao Chu..."

Chuzheng heard someone calling her, then the makeshift curtain serving as a door was lifted, and a boy entered from outside.

Seeing her inside, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted his chest and said, "Xiao Chu, luckily you’re okay... I was so worried."

This boy was the one who ultimately betrayed the original owner... his name is Lei Ming.

He appeared to be sixteen or seventeen, quite thin, with fairly handsome features, smiling like a sunshine boy.

After the original owner was injured, Lei Ming’s father took her in, and Lei Ming had been taking care of her ever since.

The place she is staying now is Lei Ming’s house.

Initially, Lei Ming was really nice to the original owner, looking after her like an older brother, even saving tasty food for her.

But in the end, he still betrayed the original owner.

Previously, when seeking refuge, the original owner and Lei Ming got separated.

"Xiao Chu, what’s wrong?" Lei Ming waved his hand in front of Chuzheng: "Did something happen?"

Chuzheng: "Nothing."

Lei Ming said: "If anything happens, you must tell me."

Chuzheng: "..."

Dare not, dare not.

"Xiao Ming, are you upstairs?" A woman’s voice called out.

"Ah, coming." Lei Ming responded: "Xiao Chu, I’ll go down first and come back to find you later."

Chuzheng made no objection, watching Lei Ming leave.

"Has she come back?"

"She’s back."

"Hmph, haven’t seen you care about your mother that much." The woman’s voice sounded somewhat sharp: "She’s almost recovered now and still clinging to our home, we can’t feed her for free!"

Lei Ming: "Mom, lower your voice."

Woman: "Are you still afraid she’ll hear? Eating and drinking in my house for free, and she’s of unknown origin. If people find out, it will harm our whole family!"

"Mom, stop it."

Lei Ming and the woman’s voices gradually dwindled.

Lei Ming’s mother never liked the original owner, only Lei Ming and Lei’s father insisted that the original owner could stay here.

The original owner was picked up without identity proof.

If discovered, it would indeed cause issues.

[Main Task: Obtain legal identity proof, limited to two days.]

Chuzheng: "..."

Don’t worry, the bastard will sort it out for you, so there’s no need to overthink.

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When Chuzheng went down, neither Lei Ming nor her mother were there.

Chuzheng exited through a narrow passageways, where the buildings are illegal constructions, relying on the magnetic field of the nearby structures.

Thus movement must be cautious, or else one might fall.

The original owner only knew this area, unfamiliar with other places, let alone how to obtain legal identity proof.

Chuzheng wandered around twice, finding a place resembling a market.

Following such events, although everyone has just returned, they’ve no time left to be afraid, already worrying about their livelihoods.

Underground City resources are scarce, food is limited, and there isn’t much to sell.

As Chuzheng passed by, she saw mostly children emaciated from hunger.

While Chuzheng contemplated what to do, a muscular man caught her attention from the corner of her eye.

The muscular man set up a fish stall on the street.

The fish there were quite different from what Chuzheng remembered, not only large in size but also oddly shaped.

These fish were all caught from the underground river, where the fish have extremely strong combat abilities and grow large. Without skills, it’s hardly possible to catch them.

"Add some more."

"Can’t finish it; can’t finish it..."

"Who are you trying to fool?" The muscular man glared with ferocity at the young man buying fish, who shrank back, daring not to refuse the fish handed to him, shaking while paying.

The muscular man then smiled contentedly, "Come again next time."

The young man ran off quickly.

The muscular man was evidently skilled in forcing sales, and within a short time, he sold quite a few fish.

Others avoided him, yet he could still call people back.

Chuzheng approached, and the muscular man tapped on the fish laid on the board, asking without raising his head, "What are you buying?"

The muscular man waited a long time without a sound, then lifted his head, "What are you buying, can’t you talk..."

His voice came to an abrupt halt, eyebrows twitching.

The fierce expression turned into obsequiousness: "It’s you."

Previously, Chuzheng was taken away by the Guard Team and never returned.

In the Underground City, although not very big, nor very small, the muscular man thought he wouldn’t run into her again, surprisingly seeing her now.

"Need to ask you something."

"Ask away, ask away."

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The muscular man didn’t expect Chuzheng’s question to be about identity proof.

In the Underground City, there are numerous without identity proof.

Beyond the first child, subsequent ones seeking identity proof must submit silver coins.

Not just money, but silver coins.

Those living here barely sustain themselves; who has extra silver coins for this payment?

So, those children become unregistered.

However, without identity proof, they must evade inspections and audits.

Once caught, it’s not as simple as submitting silver coins.

There is demand; thus, a market arises.

Such a lucrative business naturally attracts participants.

The muscular man happened to know...

The muscular man took Chuzheng across, leading to a street full of neon lights, known as the red-light district.

No need to describe what happens here; the core values of socialism forbid it.

"Brother Hui, long time no see."

"Brother Hui, come have fun..."

The muscular man was evidently a regular here, known by many, receiving much attention as they passed.

The muscular man... Brother Hui sent those people away.

"Ahem, this is how it is. We’re almost there." Brother Hui pointed to the sign ahead.

The rundown sign was dim, labeled as a certain teahouse.

Brother Hui lifted the black curtain for Chuzheng and shouted inside, "Guo the blind."

Inside wasn’t large; Chuzheng immediately saw the old man seated amidst a pile of miscellaneous items.

The old man sat in a wheelchair, wearing a black eye patch over his left eye, using only one eye.

The sagging facial skin gave an impression of some harshness.

"What are you yelling about?" The old man’s tone wasn’t pleasant.

"Brought you a customer." Brother Hui said: "This lady needs a document."

Guo the blind glanced at Chuzheng: "Is she credible?"

"Credible, credible." Brother Hui had taken Chuzheng’s silver coins, so no matter if she was credible, he nodded first.

Guo the blind scrutinized Chuzheng for a while longer; she stood there calmly and proudly.

Guo the blind pondered briefly, asking: "Which type?"

"..."

There’s a classification?

Brother Hui explained to Chuzheng.

It can be done as ordinary or registered in the information database.

Ordinary ones merely look the same as others but reveal their nature upon scanning.

Registered ones differ; they can be verified, but don’t have other functions, only verification.

Of course, if someone scrutinizes the details, it would instantly expose the truth.