If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Tiandi Temple, your city of Asgard is really interesting. It's been 2077, and there are still such old antiques from hundreds of years ago."

Alfred went all the way north, while chatting with the audience, while admiring the increasingly rich folk customs.

But let alone him, even the audience in the barrage looks weird at this time. After all, for people in this era, this kind of modular city has basically disappeared with the popularization of modular cities decades ago. It is really rare to see the decoration style that can only be seen in the special theme of the virtual community.

However, when everyone was discussing the architectural style and practicality, Alfred's terminal rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller ID, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised:

"The manager's phone call, it can't be because this guy has a long reflex arc and only reacted now?"

With a burst of laughter in the bullet screen, he connected the phone, and before he could say "Hello", the other side said:

"Alfred, where are you now? Hurry back to the company!"

Alfred had such an expression on his face, he was not at all used to him and said: "Who are you, I'm off work, I have something to talk about tomorrow."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Party A called just now, and they proposed new revisions to the plan you sent before. Come to the company quickly!"

The manager's voice was very urgent, but Alfred ignored it at all, and said slowly:

"I'm sorry, I don't work overtime. I'll talk about it after work tomorrow. If you really can't wait, you can change it yourself."

"You don't now..."

"[Beep——]!" Without waiting for the manager's threat to exit, Alfred directly hung up the communication, then opened the terminal operation interface, and set the manager's number to be blocked during off-duty hours in front of all the audience.

"It's done, the guy who lost his mood is solved, let's continue."

Alfred clapped his hands as if he had solved some cockroaches and flies, and walked towards the Tiandi Temple in the distance with a calm face, and there was an uproar in the bullet screen.

【Fuck, even though I know it's all fake, but it's fun to watch, what should I do? 】

[I know that the anchor's confidence lies in his richness, why do I still feel good about it? 】

[Sense of substitution, the anchor has added a sense of substitution. 】

[The anchor understands empathy. 】

...

A lot of 【Consciousness】 rushed towards Feng Xue along with the barrage, but he threw them into the fire of strange stories without hesitation. This time he didn't plan to make any strange stories, or rather, with his current Human design, no matter whether it is to create a second generation or beat a worker, there is no benefit, but it is easy to add various weaknesses to oneself.

After adjusting his mentality a little, he resumed Alfred's character design, and at this time, there was an archway with the three characters of Tiandi Temple in front of him.

Yes, Tiandi Temple is not a ancestral hall, but the name of a block, and on this street, there are all kinds of stores and small stalls, from betting stones and seeds to antique seals. A sense of déjà vu of an antique street ghost market.

Although this is at the beginning of the 21st century, that is, every city with a bit of history will exist, but in this world, it is quite rare. Cybermen who are used to online shopping, at most go to physical stores and specialty stores Looking at the various street stalls, there were all kinds of ironic bullet screens, and Alfred had a strange expression, and whispered:

"It's a little different from what I imagined."

As he said that, he walked towards a booth with unknown small boxes on it, and said:

"What are you selling?"

"Dali Pill." The stall owner glanced up at Alfred, spit out a term that was somewhat unfamiliar to the Cyberman, and then saw his inexplicable expression, and said:

"This thing can cure all diseases, as long as it is not missing arms or legs, it will cure even cyber mental illness!"

[What are you bragging about! 】

[That is, Rhine Life and Loken Water Tank have been researching for many years, but they have no insight into final Bo mental illness. How dare you say that it can be cured by a street stall? 】

[Liar? 】

[It's a liar at first glance! 】

The barrage surged wildly, and Alfred shook his head and said:

"I heard that Tiandi Temple sells souvenirs? Do you know where?"

"Souvenir products?" The person who set up the stall rolled his eyes, and then said inexplicably:

"You are young, why are you so anxious? If you can't do what you want, eating two of my meatballs is definitely better than spending so much money!"

"Just tell me where it is!" Alfred's expression was slightly stiff, but the man pointed to the north side of the street and said:

"Go straight ahead, there are three facades, go to Tai Sui Palace for illness, go to Yi Suan Tang for asking fate, and look for evil Taibai Mansion. My Dali Wan is made of meat, although it is mixed with ingredients, but the price is also cheap, and not If you have any problems that require visual treatment, first of all, the price is not affordable for ordinary wage earners."

"Thank you." Alfred nodded upon hearing this, and immediately walked towards the north of the street, saying as he walked:

"According to the owner of the stall, there are three main products in Tiandi Temple, namely 'Qubing', 'Question' and 'Xuncui'. From what he said, Dali Pills are related to Tai Sui Palace, the so-called Qubing should be true. Treating diseases, but ordinary medical solutions are definitely not practiced in illegal areas, I reckon there may be some tricks in it."

[Could it be organ hunting? 】

[Stop making trouble, if you really want to transplant, whether it's bionic organs or cloning, aren't they better than others? Have you watched too many ancient medical dramas? 】

[That's right, but when it comes to medical shady... Could it be smuggled medicine or smuggled equipment? 】

[Maybe it is a high imitation drug that has surpassed the patent? 】

"Anyway, just go and have a look." Alfred used the trumpet to guide the audience, and at the same time came to the end of the street. Looking at the three shops that looked more like shrines than stores, Alfred walked in first. Tai Sui Palace with the largest number of people.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a row of windows similar to the registration office of a hospital. There are ladies and sisters sitting inside, constantly handing large and small bags to the paying customers.

As if noticing that Alfred didn't intend to buy directly, a professional woman in a skirt wandering in the hall came up and said with a professional smile, "Hello, how can I help you?"

"What are they selling here?"

Although Alfred's question was a bit like "Go to the hospital and ask what you can do here", the young lady showed considerable professionalism and explained in a soft voice:

"Tai Sui Palace sells Shirou, which tastes smooth and tender, tastes fresh, can activate cell pluripotency, and has extremely high medicinal and nourishing value..."

[Fuck, what did you think it was! It's not a cherished animal, is it? 】

【That's it? That's it? That's it? 】

Looking at the restless barrage, Alfred saw a man with a mechanical prosthesis in his right hand taking a package the size of a fist from the counter next door.

However, he did not leave in a hurry like the others, but directly tore open the package in the store, and stuffed the meat ball that looked like pale pink konjac into his mouth.

【Fuck, this look, could it be a dopamine-like supplement? Isn't that thing a monopoly? 】

As soon as this sentence popped up on the barrage, the other half-shot barrages had already stagnated in the input box, because at this moment, all the audience fell into a state of bewilderment——

In front of their eyes, the mechanical right hand of the man who ate the "seeing meat" fell to the ground for no reason. With a burst of granulation, his missing arm actually grew out!

Regarding the use of banknotes...

This involves a problem of regulatory difficulty.

In an era where online payments are extremely developed, the use of banknotes itself explains a lot of problems.

The simplest point is that no records will be left. This is the same as black market transactions that do not use bank transfers but directly bring a box of money. The same is true for virtual currency. Why is virtual currency valuable? Isn't it because it can help black market transactions?

Even if you change the type of digital payment, such as trading with q coins, trading with happy beans, or trading with rough stones, traces will be left online, but cash will not.

For example, trading with digital independent currencies is like charging money to buy props in a mobile game, and then using the props to draw cards. It is essentially a side ball. Although it seems to bypass the regulations, if you want to check, you still have to check one by one. allow.

It’s like if you’re selling something like astringent or white elephant medicine, it’s normal to pay online, because this thing is a matter of “getting caught or stepping on the sewing machine”.

But if you smuggle a batch of iced Americano from Nanbang, it would be a little hard to think about paying online, and it's not just you who can't think about it, but everyone on the whole route can't think about it.

Of course, the smuggling of ice cream, which deserves to be hacked into pieces, is something that can't be imagined.