Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Clap!The door of the hotel room where Wang Luo lived was knocked lightly a few times, and then a letter was stuffed in from the gap below, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Wang Luo slowly opened his eyes. After opening the envelope, he found that there was an address written inside, and a symbol like an eyeball was drawn on the bottom.

This symbol was specially designed by Wang Luo when he was managing the dark line in Linhai. Only when this symbol appeared, it represented the activation of the dark line. Originally, this dark line was in the hands of the blue ghost, but now the blue ghost can't contact him. Under the circumstances, this dark thread still seems to be operating normally.

Wang Luo's order to the dark thread is to find Bai Lu's whereabouts, which is actually very difficult, because Bai Lu took away the high-level broken ring stone, and now the entire Linhai forces are looking for this woman, but they have no clue now.

However, the efficiency of the dark thread seemed to exceed Wang Luo's estimate, and a clue had already been obtained after only twelve hours.

Wang Luo inspired [Solomon Mask] to change his form, and then used the quiet breathing method to restrain his breath. When he walked out of the hotel, he didn't attract anyone's attention, and he directly called a taxi and drove to the northwest of the city.

The northwest of Linhai used to be an area where factories were concentrated, with a permanent population of more than 60. After the siege of the white mist, this area became a breeding ground for crime. Even the mobile troops only patrolled the periphery and did not dare to go deep.

Many forces in Linhai also speculated that Bai Lu had fled into this factory area, but due to the restricted and complicated terrain and the flow of people, trying to find someone precisely was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The taxi Wang Luo took stopped going forward when he reached the intersection of the street. The driver said that the only way to enter the factory area was to take a steam train or an airship, and to pass the inspection of the pollution index.

Ten minutes later, Wang Luo got out of the car and looked up at the city wall in front of him. This city wall surrounded the entire factory area, just like a city within a city. Steam trains kept coming and going, some transporting goods, some transporting passenger.

Although Wang Luo tried to keep a low profile, his dark brown windbreaker and black top hat still made him look a little different. The main reason was that the clothes of the passengers around him were more tattered and outdated, which made him stand out from the crowd.

Moreover, his melancholy eyes and handsome face are particularly attractive to women. After politely declining the invitation of several female stewardesses, he stepped into the steam train compartment smoothly.

Entering the interior of the city wall, the scene of the factory area comes into view. It seems that there is not much change here from ten years ago. The air is always filled with a pungent smell, and the towering chimneys are constantly emitting gray smoke.

The streetlights on both sides of the road are extremely pale, and there are huge metal pipes everywhere, many of which have rusted on the surface, filling this area with an indescribable breath of death, as if a dying patient is about to swallow his last breath generally.

Wang Luo found that the area is much cleaner than it was ten years ago, and there is almost no garbage. Maybe after the siege of white fog, garbage has become a precious resource that can be recycled. Even a piece of toilet paper can be reused. the value of.

The cold wind mixed with rain blows across the street. The rain will produce a certain burning sensation after touching the skin. Obviously, the rain is rich in strong acid pollution. There is no problem with short-term exposure. Most people don't live past the age of 30.

Wang Luo walked quickly on the street without any scruples. A few homeless men on the side of the road wrapped their whole bodies in tattered quilts. After seeing Wang Luo, their eyes obviously showed a little fierceness, as if they regarded Wang Luo as prey .

But when they noticed Wang Luo's bulging waist, which looked like a gun, they all looked away resentfully, turned over and muttered non-stop.

These seemingly poor tramps may turn into vicious robbers in the next second. This is the rule of the underground world of the industrial zone. The only ones who can make restrictions are those high-ranking factory bosses. It is equivalent to the speaker of the city council, and can even be called a king.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, Wang Luo looked at his watch and walked into the end of a small alley, where there was a not-so-big apartment hotel.

An old tree with a crooked neck was planted in the yard, and its dry branches kept shaking under the strong wind, as if it were a ferocious monster baring its teeth and claws.

Wang Luo opened the door and walked in. A faint fragrance came to him, but Wang Luo couldn't help frowning, because this fragrance was mixed with a smell of blood and decaying corpses. Can't smell it at all.

"This is interesting. The reason why Bai Lu is hiding here is probably because the hotel is weird." Wang Luo thought to himself.

"Guest, what can I do for you?" A gray-haired old woman behind the front desk said slowly. Judging from her appearance, she must be over 80 years old. Her skin is wrinkled, her eyes are cloudy, and her body is bent. to 1.5 meters.

Wang Luo put a skeleton gold coin on the table, and said indifferently: "Looking for someone, a woman with silver-white hair, 20 years old, who moved in yesterday."

This gold coin is not an ordinary gold coin, but a contract gold coin issued by the High Table Council, the ruler of the underground world. Users can use the gold coin to ask the forces belonging to the High Table Council to do anything.

The old woman picked up her dim eyes and said slowly: "Sorry, we can't sell the passenger's information; if she is your friend, you can find her in the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor." The gold coins were quickly collected under the counter.

Wang Luo squinted his eyes and nodded. After getting close to the old woman, he smelled a more intense smell of corpse. Obviously, the old woman was no longer a human being, but a rational ghoul.

He is not interested in slaying demons. Many people probably know that the old woman can open a hotel here, but no matter which world it is, there will inevitably be scum colluding with other races among human beings.

Wang Luo turned around and walked up the stairs. At the same time, he noticed the greedy and cruel eyes of the old woman behind him were watching him, and he continued to walk up without looking back.

The apartment is very old, the already weak lights in the corridor flicker from time to time, a large part of the original white wall paint has peeled off, and the rest is covered with mildew, which looks very disgusting.

The floor made creaking noises when stepped on it, and it seemed that it was overwhelmed and would collapse and crack at any time.