Bai Wu interrupted Wujiu's warning.

"Just let me follow the veterans. I won't be dragging my feet. I'm not begging for death. I don't think you really wish I was in the tower."

What a weird guy...

After finally escaping from the tower, he was so anxious to get out? Xue Ci and Yunshu were a little confused about Bai Wu.

But Wujiu is not a normal boss, he actually agreed:

"Tomorrow at 10:00 am. I will join a group of four people, add you, form a team of six people to go to the white area."

The color of the area was divided, and Bai Wu already knew it, he asked weakly:

“What is the blue area going up?”

Wujiu automatically skipped the problem of being ignorant of the sky and earth, and Bai Wu was not trying to die, but purely out of curiosity.

"Now I'll arrange someone to take you to record your fingerprints, and you have completed the procedures for joining the investigation army. From now on, you will be a lower-class citizen."

Haven't I always been?

Bai Wu didn’t know that although he was a lower class, people with citizen numbers and those without citizen numbers lived two different lives.

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Wujiu is extremely efficient in doing things. Originally in his previous life, this kind of work cannot be done in just a week.

But at Wujiu's urging, all the procedures were completed quickly. Soon Bai Wu had his own citizen number - 560205278, and was assigned to the bottom.

There are nine hundred meters between the bottom and the second floor.

Each floor is the same. There is a huge elevator that can accommodate nearly a thousand people at one time between levels.

Looking at the elevator, Bai Wu knew that the scale of the tower was amazing.

Under Wujiu's arrangement, he had a simple residence on the ground floor, but he had to pay 400 tas per month.

From Wujiu's mouth, Bai Wu quickly learned that a tower was about the purchasing power of one yuan in his previous life.

Very cheap...

There is no prime location in the tower, and it is said to be a first-tier city. The bottom floor is always crowded. If it weren't for investigating the identity of the legion, there would be no way to rent a house at this price.

Of course, if it is the Gaota Town Imperial Army, it will start directly on the second floor of the house...

Considering that he didn't even have the most basic survival resources, Bai Wu was very familiar with it, so he asked Wujiu to borrow some money.

Wujiu borrowed money with a gloomy face. Although he seemed to be fierce, he was very generous to his subordinates.

In the next few hours, Bai Wu began to familiarize himself with the environment around his home - the western corner of the south of the bottom of the tower.

In the eyes of people on the third and fourth floors, the entire bottom floor is full of desperation, which is the poorest and most depraved place in the world. As long as a reasonable number of pas, these barbarians can do anything.

The location of Bai Wu is at this moment is called the port of picking up the limbs.

There are no rivers and seas in the high tower, and of course there are no ports. This is just a simple place name.

The word "picking up a bargain is very simple. It is full of all kinds of goods, and the gimmicks all come from outside the tower, that is, the objects of the sentinel.

The port is very simple, with only one main road, about six meters wide and narrow. On both sides of the road, there are shops like street stalls.

There is no price tag, and no one robs it because there are extremely tacit underground rules here. The ports are basically selling fakes, and there are also real psychic objects, but very few are there.

You can basically make a small profit when buying real goods, but you can only think of yourself as unlucky, which is also an alternative bet.

How to distinguish between true and false, but eyesight cannot distinguish between eyesight. Because the prodigal merchants have reached a consensus in a tacit way - not revealing the functions of the items.

They only say that things come from outside the tower. They will make various assumptions about what specific abilities they have, but they will never say anything to death.

Holding a urinal and bragging to people that this is the bad marketing of Aladdin's magic lamp, which is often seen here.

But ironically, many people are willing to believe the nonsense of businessmen, even if they are deceived again and again.

Because life needs hope.

Everyone hopes to buy a treasure to make this boring and cruel life in the bottom layer a little more moisturized.

Bai Wu walked into the port of picking up the bargain.

He had not put on the blue uniform of the Investigation Legion, but the bag of tower coins given by Wujiu was put into his bag.

The bulging purse was like a certain smell emitted by the females, and the cargo dealers on both sides of the road were like males in heat, starting to shout wildly.

In the eyes of promiscuous businessmen, this young man is definitely a walking ATM. How much vision can a child of eighteen or nineteen years old have?
Chapter completed!