Chapter 2: Fireball Bombardment, Fireball Bombardment, Fireball Bombardment!

After a long time, Xu Xiaoyou calmed down a bit.Staring at the character card in her hand, her eyes were complex, and she sighed lightly.

Seeing the long list of unopened skills below, Xu Xiaoyou thought, anyway, the opponent is stronger than herself, at least she can have some care, no longer need to continue living such a rough life.

Xu Xiaoyou tried to summon the character card, and a prompt box appeared before her eyes.

"This is a scam!"

Xu Xiaoyou threw the character card to the ground with a slap. It’s crooked, and she has to personally redeem the person as well?

Because Corrupt Nest City is within the sphere of influence of a giant company called Cosmic Heavy Industries, the currency credit points issued by that company are still circulated here.

As for Kegon, it was the original currency of Corrupt Nest City, decades ago, during the most prosperous time of Nest City, the commander suddenly died, and his forces rebelled, launching the largest war since the establishment of Nest City at the Triumphal Gate in the capital of Nest City, and the entire Corrupt Nest suffered twenty years of war baptism.

The war burned everything, causing living creatures to be miserable and technology to be discontinued.

After that, the past prosperity no longer existed, and Nest City was divided by major forces into countless parts, most areas fell into a state of no security, no government.

The economy suffered severe damage, and the urban reconstruction project on scorched earth was repeatedly delayed. Major forces allowed heavily polluted factories to grow unchecked to stimulate the economy and development of armed forces in the control zone, the city, once crowned as the star of the cosmos, now became synonymous with corruption.

The area around the garbage dump where she lived more became a heaven covered with toxic gas, rampant poisonous mice and insects, and violent crime.

Kegon, under the inflation caused by excessive printing, became waste currency.

Xu Xiaoyou sat under the abandoned garbage shed, settling accounts for her earlier gains, looking worried.

In the recent gathering, she obtained a pile of garbage cards, four skill cards, three basic potion cards, and two experience cards that enhance the efficiency of character experience acquisition.

Xu Xiaoyou drooped her face, staring blankly at the covers of the three skill cards.

She knew the location of slave master Anger’s slave shop.

However, it was in a classic no man’s land, filled with crazy people who kill and loot everywhere, and because of the living environment, those madmen are ever so twisted, not afraid of shouting maniacs, but afraid of those who speak politely, greet with a smile as they come over.

Those guys often greet warmly and elegantly in one second, then suddenly erupt in the next, stabbing a weapon into the chest of an unlucky person.

More importantly, where to get those 50 credit points?

She was just a broken garbage scavenger.

Most who possess credit points are city people, if possible, she would never want to deal with those lunatics in the city for life.

Twilight deepened, a mist-like darkness spread from the distant edges of the city, the towering buildings turned into a silent gray silhouette.

Under the shed, the homeless in the garbage dump lined up to tribute to Xu Xiaoyou.

"Master You, this is today’s collected garbage, just this much." A Fishman cautiously said.

"Hmm, just leave it there." The girl carelessly said without even looking.

"Groan... groan..." The zombie man whimpered.

"I decline, no thanks."

"Master You, I have half a bottle of finger soda left by the city people." A Blood Race person, looking somewhat wretched and pale, dangled the cup of soda before the girl.

A broken finger faintly visible in cross-section slowly floated up in the carbonated bubbles.

"Drink it yourself."

"Master You, eat some cake?"

Staring at a cake that already had maggots, with an eyeball filling in the middle, Xu Xiaoyou’s eyelids twitched, inexplicably annoyed:

"Go go go! Get away further, what’s wrong with each of your brains? Can’t see I’m in a bad mood? Now, don’t bother me!"

The homeless straightened up after being scolded, you look at me I look at you, all scattered.

Depressed, restless, encountering difficulties, Xu Xiaoyou decisively chose to let go.

She endured for three months, and what’s another period of patience?

Yes, it’s patience, not escaping reality!

After a while, the girl fell asleep soundly, even snoring, completely forgetting her earlier despair.

In the dark clouds, ghostly glows appeared frequently, and the whistling wind blew the garbage everywhere. The overgrown weeds clung to the ground, the recently stopped drizzle started falling again.

Outside the shed, the sound of rain was sparse, and the whole garbage dump was silent.

A few uninvited guests broke the night’s peace.

"It’s all your fault for not keeping an eye out, causing this capture mission to fail, that damned green-skinned guy slipped away so fast, commission failed, the firm’s level will fall again, won’t it?"

A tall, thin rabbit-faced man fiddled with the knife in his hand, complaining.

"There aren’t many commissions to take already, damn it! How will we survive next?"

"We all have blame in this. At worst, just return to District 13, given our former fame there, isn’t living simply?" A stout pig-faced woman spoke up.