Chapter 102 All resolved.

In just a few breaths, the group of people left behind an arm and hurried away.

After Fan Ben did all this, he walked towards Feihu's location in a flattering manner.

"Boss, everything has been resolved." He rubbed his hands, "These people are really blind."

"Do you think Jiang Che and his team took those things?" Fan Ben asked cautiously. He was a little annoyed by the fact that his team had to take the blame.

He knew about those collections before he went to the mental hospital, but they didn't take them.

Of course, there was also a reason why Jiang Che and the others were embarrassed to take action.

More importantly, these things are only attractive to wealthy businessmen. After all, these people always look at the world from a businessman's perspective. They feel that no matter how the world changes, the value of art collections has its own meaning.

Especially after the turbulent times, these collections have become less and less, and there are fewer and fewer craftsmen. Human beings will always have similar spiritual needs.

Even if these things can't make people stronger.

"Is Jiang Che still waiting for their call?" Fan Ben started the engine and drove towards the main road.

"You are very strong and work hard, but to be a captain and to grow, one cannot just look at one's strength." Feihu's voice was not loud. She sat in the co-pilot seat and looked out the window with her side face.

Xiong Jie took out his mobile phone with ease and swiped the code twice.

As we drove towards the No. 1 Municipal Hospital, we saw even more people here, and many of them were missing limbs.

【Charge successful, number of people confirmed: two people. 】

"Okay, Miss, I understand." Fan Ben took a deep breath. "Miss, I..."

Raising his eyes towards the driver's seat, Fan Ben sat in the driver's seat obediently.

But this is only true for a minority of people. For these low-level survivors, these things are extremely expensive, they cannot be understood and cannot be eaten, and they cannot be sold at home because they have no trading channels.

The prosperity of the city far exceeded his imagination.

"Next time you go to a dungeon, if you can bring a few newcomers and guarantee a 40% survival rate, I will reinstate you as the team leader."

There was no one outside the archive room, only a QR code on the door.

"There are still many people being taken care of at home." Xiong Jie said as he took Jiang Che towards the archive room.

"No need to wait, I'll take the initiative to call them later." Feihu raised his lips, "Since the other party can hold back, we should take the initiative to attack. It would be bad if we leave this opportunity to others."

A mechanical female voice came from the electronic screen.

"Thank you, miss!"

He wanted to ask about his position.

Gradually driving towards the city, Jiang Che experienced for the first time what hustle and bustle was like.

He found that what he heard from the medical staff in the mental hospital was too one-sided.

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter." Feihu didn't care at all, and didn't mind whether he was being used as a gun. "Just consider it as a gesture of goodwill. Compared with some unnecessary fame, both Xiong Jie and Jiang Che are much more important than this."

Jiang Che was slightly stunned. Do you charge money just to look at the information?
"In the past, these data were not allowed to be shown to outsiders, saying it was patient privacy." Xiong Jie walked in without hesitation, "But later, ordinary people also wanted to see what the injuries of people who came back from the strange dungeon looked like."

"The so-called privacy of injuries and illnesses has become unimportant, but the more humane thing is that the system here is more complete. No matter whose information you take out of the cabinet, or whose information you look up on the Internet, the chip information will be identified when you come out of the cabinet, and then the money you pay for the information search will be shared with that person." He is still very satisfied with this function. Patients need money, and they also pay to see the information. It is a win-win situation.

"Don't talk about unspeakable diseases. It's the end of the world. Who cares about these things? You might die in the next second. Why leave a clear name in the world?" Xiong Jie said with a smile, then walked to the computer and started to enter the information of Jiang Che's friends. Jiang Che stood beside him obediently, watching him quickly type in the friend's name in the search.

There are too many cabinets and too much information here. I don’t know how long it will take to find them all.

The archive room is very quiet and no one usually comes here.

The unique wood fragrance of the materials mixed with the smell of disinfectant that permeated the hospital, and the entire archive room always had a unique and unpleasant smell.

The aging computer spun in circles for a long time before popping up information about several people also named Ren Fengxiang.

After screening the time, Xiong Jie quickly found the person Jiang Che was looking for.

Jiang Che also stared at the screen carefully. It didn't say whether the transplant was successful or failed, only that two people were pushed into the operating room.

The archival material came to an abrupt end before the words were finished.

"Someone must have been working on the data while waiting. The performance of these softwares is like this now. They can save automatically every few minutes. The people in the hospital must have been summoned into the dungeon."

"Xiao Che, there are some things I need to tell you first."

"No matter what his condition was when he entered the dungeon, whether his heart was removed or not..."

"He must have been anesthetized."

"Historically, the survival rate of hospital copies is the lowest, because they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and basically have no fighting ability."

When humans are faced with a strange reality, the area most vulnerable to fall is the hospital.

Jiang Che nodded silently, and Xiong Jie didn't say much either. Separation from life and death is the most important lesson in life.

"There are three days left before the weird reality comes. Before that, I will teach you another lesson in life."

"what?"

"Get rid of the traitor." Xiong Jie sneered as he thought of his nephew who had tricked him into recuperating in Hongzhu Mental Hospital.

Xiong Jie took Jiang Che out of the hospital, away from the depressing smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and his whole spirit was lifted.

Ding-dong-

Xiong Jie heard an email notification sound. He took out his cell phone and saw the latest email at a glance.

【A little gift for meeting——Flying Tigers】

He clicked on it and saw that it contained the information of his nephew. Knowing that he had escaped alive, the nephew had gone into hiding and spent expensive assets to hire a sixth-level survivor to protect his safety.

When Xiong Jie saw his nephew hiring a sixth-level survivor, he instantly laughed out of anger. The price of a sixth-level survivor was so high that even with his assets, he could hardly afford to hire him for a long time.

His nephew must have known that Jiang Che was at the peak of the fifth level, so he hired a sixth level one.

Although he was very angry, he did not go over immediately.

Instead, he first found a mobile phone store and prepared a mobile phone for Jiang Che.

He really wanted to go home for revenge, but he knew the priorities, and any action he took was centered around Jiang Che.

Seeing Xiong Jie taking Jiang Che into the mobile phone store to buy a mobile phone, the Flying Tigers who quickly followed couldn't help but joked, "I didn't expect Xiong Jie to be so nice to this psychopath."

(End of this chapter)