Zhang Xiaoman was simply wearing a Second Order Fearless Suit.
Although this garment looked quite mysterious, it seemed much more ordinary compared to the Polar Star Robe with flowing light effects.
He strolled through this area interspersed with sewage and pipes, with rat-like creatures occasionally appearing in the surroundings, creating a messy scene.
No additional explanation was needed; just from the environment, it was clear that the order here was equally dire. Ordinary people like Narui probably have never come down here.
Having walked a distance along the sewage creek by the roadside, Zhang Xiaoman headed towards the direction of the Black Market.
He didn’t know the exact location, but Yang Yangyang had already told him the general direction and features of that place, and Zhang Xiaoman planned to check out the situation first.
Due to its location at the city’s lowest point, the No Light Zone was almost never exposed to light.
Similarly, while avoiding the pollution of the Crimson Light, the road’s visibility also became very poor.
Zhang Xiaoman could only see torches placed outside doors when passing a few stores, indicating that trading could occur there.
Of course, most of the time, he was strolling in the darkness.
The power system here did not escape the fate of malfunctioning due to the inability of light to penetrate, and the entire Guleng Star System was already paralyzed.
A rustling sound came, and a thin, black hand secretly reached towards Zhang Xiaoman’s pocket from behind.
With a light laugh, he didn’t expect to encounter something .
He didn’t even need to look; just by hearing, he could capture the other’s action.
Dark Energy Shock transformed into an invisible wave, pushing the person behind him away.
The thief was pushed back in a daze, thinking it was an illusion and quickly walked a few steps to catch up.
As he reached out his hand again, that sudden force appeared once more.
This time, the power was greater than before, carrying him entirely into the nearby canal.
The person exclaimed and quickly scrambled up from the sewage.
He looked at Zhang Xiaoman’s ongoing back, a trace of resentment flashing across his face.
"Alright! So it was really you!"
The person took a few steps to catch up.
Because it was too dark around, he actually hadn’t seen clearly what exactly happened just now.
However, there was only Zhang Xiaoman ahead, and besides him, there wouldn’t be anyone else.
"Stop! Why did you push me?"
The person stood in front of him, and at the same time, four or five figures emerged from the darkness, seemingly in the same group.
Zhang Xiaoman frowned and looked at the other side.
As the saying goes, things don’t happen a third time, he had already given these guys a chance, but he didn’t expect them to be this ungrateful.
"Kid, you must be new around here, I haven’t seen you before, what, couldn’t stay up there so you came down here to scrounge for food?"
The person, seeing his companions appear, felt more emboldened.
"Since you want to scrounge for food here, then you have to abide by the rules, do you know who we are? If you don’t want to die, obediently hand over everything on you, or else I’ll..."
Zhang Xiaoman was no longer interested in listening.
He casually waved his hand, and the person immediately felt as if hit by a small car, flying straight into a nearby trash heap with a "boom."
The few companions beside them were all dumbfounded.
The power displayed by the opponent’s attack was clearly beyond that of an ordinary human.
"You, you’re a Genetic Warrior!?"
The leading burly man exclaimed in panic.
The others took a few steps back, obviously frightened by what had just happened.
Zhang Xiaoman looked at them, seeing that this group was quite sensible, he didn’t bother to fuss with them anymore and planned to leave directly.
"B-boss! Wait a minute!"
The person suddenly shouted.
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"Boss, please wait a minute! I have something very important to tell you!"
Zhang Xiaoman was a bit curious to see what this guy wanted to do.
The burly man stopped two steps away from him, his expression joyful, not seeming fake.
"Boss, it’s , our Boss has been looking for a Genetic Warrior like you. He has a plan and wants to collaborate with you!"
The man became somewhat hesitant at this point, looking around the environment, and then said hesitantly:
"Um... Boss, could we talk somewhere more private..."
Zhang Xiaoman was skilled and bold, so he wasn’t afraid of them playing tricks, and he immediately nodded, saying, "Lead the way."
The group showed expressions of delight.
Two people ran over to support the companion who had been hit, while the others led the way ahead.
Soon, they came to a shabby little house, with a torch hanging beside the rusty door, and through the torchlight, small Water Drop Language characters could be seen on the nameplate.
Zhang Xiaoman muttered lightly and then followed the group inside.
"Boss! Quick! Prepare a private room for us! We have an important guest!"
The rough man shouted towards a middle-aged man behind the tavern bar as soon as he entered.