Chapter 197 Fishing
The next morning, Feng Ling was awakened by a loud noise.

There was a sound of cursing outside, accompanied by the sound of hard objects hitting the truck.

She stretched her arms, got out of the car and saw a short, thin middle-aged woman hitting the bumper of the truck with a broom, making a loud bang.

When the middle-aged woman saw Feng Ling, she angrily walked to the back of the car and yelled, "So there's someone in the car! You are a wicked person, don't you? Look at how the car is parked? It's blocking my shop. How can I do business?! Drive the car away! Drive away!"

Feng Ling yawned lazily and looked down at the time. It was 6:5 in the morning.

She only arrived in Guangshan City at midnight yesterday. It took Cao Hongyi and Xu Yiming some time to find a hotel and check in. It was probably three o'clock in the morning when they finally went to bed. They must still be sleeping now.

Feng Ling felt that it would be really immoral to wake them up now and move the car.

Feng Ling said, "Let me stay for a while longer. I'll be gone at nine o'clock at the latest."

"No!" The middle-aged woman frowned and waved her broom towards the shop behind her. "This is a breakfast shop. I only make money in the two hours in the morning. If I wait until nine o'clock, I will be out of business! Even if the God of Wealth comes, he will be blocked by your truck and can't find my door! How can you, a young man, be so ignorant!"

Feng Ling took out his cell phone and said, "I'll transfer 10,000 yuan to you. Can you let me hold on for a while?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned when she heard this and looked Feng Ling up and down with suspicion.

After a moment, she turned around and hurried back to the shop, then took out a QR code and held it in front of Feng Ling: "Scan the code."

Feng Ling swept over.

When entering the amount, she thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll transfer 15,000 to you, and let me use your bathroom for a while."

The middle-aged woman looked at Feng Ling again and muttered, "By the way...if you can really transfer 15,000, I'll lend you the whole shop."

Feng Ling chuckled, "That's not necessary, but I still need twenty servings of rice noodle rolls."

Ding--

Fifteen thousand has arrived.

The middle-aged woman's expression immediately softened. She clasped her hands together and bowed towards the sky, muttering that the God of Wealth had come. She then quickly went back to the store to make rice rolls.

Feng Ling used the store's bathroom to wash up briefly, then went back to the car and took a half-hour nap. He dawdled until around seven o'clock before starting to eat breakfast.

Huangfu Miaomiao ate rice noodle rolls together and asked Feng Ling: "How are we going to find players today?"

"Simple~" Feng Ling raised his head and glanced at her, "Go find it."

Huangfu Miaomiao was stunned. "Me? ...How can I find it?"

Feng Ling taught her: "Post a message on the player forum and say that you found a maze manager in Guangshan City and are interested in trading information. How many points can the coordinates of the maze manager usually sell for?"

"Well, I think... it has to sell for at least 800 points, right?" Huangfu Miaomiao answered uncertainly.

She has never done this before and doesn't know the market price.

"Then you can quote 1000, but Xiaodao~" Feng Ling said.

Huangfu Miaomiao hesitated and said, "But, even if a player contacts me, it doesn't necessarily mean we have to find those three players. Um... that's not right..."

She thought about it seriously again, "For ordinary players, knowing the location of the maze administrator is useless. What everyone urgently needs is the riddle, because only by solving the riddle can they find the entrance to the maze. However, the players of the Star Club are different. They only want to kill the administrator and don't care whether they can enter the maze or not. So the players who contacted me are most likely members of the Star Club! Wow, Feng Ling, you are so smart!"

Feng Ling lowered her head while eating rice rolls and felt like laughing.

——She didn’t think so much at all, she just wanted to catch one and kill one, it wouldn’t be a loss anyway.

Huangfu Miaomiao put down her chopsticks, opened the virtual screen, and carefully posted a transaction.

After posting, he felt a little anxious: "Feng Ling, what if no player takes the bait?" "Nothing to do," Feng Ling said while eating, "If you can catch an alien, kill it. If you can't catch an alien, check the surveillance. If the surveillance doesn't find any clues, wait and see. If waiting and seeing doesn't work, go find the administrator, and then try every location the alien has been to, waiting from dawn to dusk, and you will always find out which location can trigger the maze task."

Her main purpose of coming here this time was to find the statue, and killing alien species was just a hobby.

Huangfu Miaomiao asked fearlessly: "What if I can't find the answer?"

Feng Ling's chopsticks paused.

Huangfu Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat and she regretted having spoken so quickly.

Fortunately, Feng Ling was not angry. He just put down his chopsticks and took a tissue from the table to wipe his mouth.

"If we can't figure it out, we'll have to take Ye Zheng to the maze in the north that's very close to the Daling Forest to find the statue and reduce the pollution value." Feng Ling said calmly, "The worst result is that we spend a lot of time but fail to achieve our desired goal. We can only accept that."

Feng Ling said: "In fact, there is no such thing as 'what to do' in this world. All the solutions are right in front of us. It's just the difference between accepting and not accepting, and the difference between giving up and not giving up."

Huangfu Miaomiao listened silently, suspecting that Feng Ling was hinting at something.

A new message suddenly popped up on the virtual screen.

Huangfu Miaomiao was surprised and quickly clicked to check, and found that it was a private message from an unfamiliar player:

【real or fake? 】

Huangfu Miaomiao told Feng Ling immediately.

Feng Ling replied without even looking up: "Don't pay attention to this kind of invalid information."

After a while, I received messages from two more players.

Huangfu Miaomiao told Feng Ling everything without missing a word.

Feng Ling thought for a moment, "Let the one in front who is bargaining make an offer on his own, and the one behind who asks you where you are, just say, Only serious buyers please."

Huangfu Miaomiao was busy replying, "...another reply, saying that Xingxing will have a unified purchase price for the coordinates of the maze administrator, which is 600 points, and also said that I ruined the market situation."

"Then you should pretend to be a coward and admit your mistake, then ask the other party for the contact information of the Star Club." Feng Ling replied.

"A player asked me what an administrator looks like."

"Tell it that the administrator is black, and don't say anything else."

"Ah, a player added me as a friend and wants to trade with me offline!"

"Tell it that the city is under martial law and you dare not go out during the day. Meet at the door of this breakfast shop at 9 o'clock in the evening."

“…He agreed!”

Huangfu Miaomiao looked at the new message on the virtual screen and her palms were sweating with nervousness.

She has a psychological trauma about offline transactions.

When she was a novice player, she naively posted on the forum looking for a team, but she was betrayed by her teammates and even broke an arm.

Players are not like humans.

Players are always fighting and struggling with each other, fighting to the death for scarce resources.

So the Star Society is a particularly special group. They seem to have a unique belief that allows them to unite as human beings.

"I..." Huangfu Miaomiao swallowed nervously and looked at Feng Ling helplessly, "What should I say after I meet the player?"