Pick up garbage in another world and bring it back to build infrastructure in the end times

Sang Chu stared at Du Zirong, but he remained calm, as if he was sure that Sang Chu would want the news from him.

"Li Yuheng, take Miss Zhou to the next door first. I've asked Qing Xiao to prepare food. You guys go over there and continue waiting for people.

"Yes."

Li Yuheng walked up to Zhou Yun and said, "Xiao Zhou, come with me, brother. Take it easy."

Du Zirong: "I know, just take good care of my little Yunyun."

Zhou Yun looked at Du Zirong worriedly but said nothing. He followed Li Yuheng out of the private room and closed the door behind him.

Du Zirong felt at home, completely relaxed. He sat across from Sang Chu and drank from the wine on the table. "The first time I saw Haicheng, I knew the founder was a traveler from another world."

"It seems Mr. Du has met other travelers."

"I've seen a few."

He took out a dagger from his space ring and placed it on the table: "I guess City Lord Sang is used to this kind of thing."

Sang Chu didn't care about his space ring or the magic weapon he took out. He just looked at her and asked, "Mr. Du is also a psychic?"

Du Zirong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "City Lord Sang has a good eye. It's a pity that I'm not qualified to board that carriage that goes to another world."

There was no regret in his words, and Sang Chu didn't feel that he was regretting anything, but from his tone, it was easy to hear that his words were full of disgust and disdain:

"I can sense the presence of spiritual tentacles on your body. I believe you have cultivated spiritual power in the past, but now you are only a fifth-level wind-type psychic. It seems that the deal you want to make with me is related to the disappearance of your psychic power."

Du Zirong smiled and said, "It seems I found the right person. Of all the ticket holders I know, only City Lord Sang is doing well. The others are all hiding and dare not make any moves. But City Lord Sang is different. I think, either you don't know the existence of this otherworldly being, or you are not afraid of him at all. It's even possible that you already know where he is and are waiting for him to come to you."

"What do you think, Mr. Du?"

Du Zirong: "I'm too lazy to guess or think. I just want to tell you that the last time this alien appeared was in Qingliu City. At that time, I and..."

He seemed reluctant to mention the person he was talking about. He was silent for a long time before continuing, "After my friend boarded the train to another world in Qingliu City, I could vaguely see the train. It was shining brightly with golden light. But I didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, he didn't return. Instead, someone else came, an elderly man who got off the train."

Sang Chu thought for a moment, then pulled out Mr. Yan's photo and handed it to him: "Is that him you see?"

Du Zirong glanced at him and shook his head. "No, that man is much older. His hair is gray and reaches down to his waist. His back is hunched and his face is covered in wrinkles. His eyes are especially terrifying. Just one look at him is like being watched by a hunter. I hid underground to avoid being discovered by him, but I was discovered anyway. He took away my supernatural power."

"The ability to plunder?"

Du Zirong shook his head. "That was a very strange technique. He only absorbed my spiritual energy. I almost died from it."

As he spoke, he stood up and, as if to verify his words, took off his shirt, revealing his upper body covered in spider veins. "After my superpowers were taken away, my body tore apart. I sewed it back together myself after I woke up."

"What happened next? How did you know he was last seen in Qingliu City?"

Du Zirong: "After waking up, I have been waiting for someone outside Qingliu City. I waited for a long time until the mutant plants appeared. I saw that person again, but he didn't seem to recognize me, and his strength was also declining. But I couldn't mistake the smell on his body. He walked into Qingliu City, and I subconsciously felt that there was danger, so I ran away immediately.

Later, I saw the mutated plants in Qingliu City suddenly grow into towering trees. The nearby zombies ran inside like crazy, while the zombies inside rushed out as if they had seen something terrifying. However, once they left the area of ​​Qingliu City, they would self-destruct and turn into blood mist and fly towards the mutated trees. I knew that the person I was waiting for would not come back, so I left Qingliu City and found a place to live.

"According to what you said, this alien trapped himself in Qingliu City. The reason is unclear, but he must have an agenda."

Du Zirong: "Then I don't know. I only know that he wants both psychic powers and the life of the ticket holder."

Sang Chu looked at him with a half-smile: "How do you know he wants the ticket holder's life?"

Du Zirong: "If City Lord Sang wants to know, then it depends on what you can give me."

"What does Mr. Du want?"

Du Zirong: "I don't have any big ambitions, but I love beautiful women. I want to open a beauty salon. What do you think, City Lord Sang?"

Sang Chu: "Then how do you choose the beauties in Mr. Du's beauty gallery?"

"I only want ordinary people. I don't have the luck to deal with people with special abilities."

"Okay, but I won't force you to buy or sell anything. Whether or not you can open a restaurant with me is not something I'll consider. I'll arrange for someone to build you a small three-story building. Whether you want to take people in or just let them play with you, the number of people must not exceed ten."

Du Zirong: "Okay, Sister Sang is frank. If that's the case, then I have nothing to hide. I saw him kill the ticket holder."

"Did he also kill the person you are waiting for?"

Du Zirong was choked by Sang Chu's sudden words, and nodded after a long time: "I only found out later that he killed that idiot and came back under his identity."

Sang Chu: "You had all your psychic powers drained away by him because you wanted to seek revenge on him, but you found yourself no match for him. Instead, you became his ally, helping him reach new heights. You hid in Qingliu City because it was his base camp. You wanted to wait for an opportunity to strike, but you unexpectedly discovered that he was killing the ticket holder?"

Du Zirong looked at Sang Chu and nodded with a heavy heart: "That's about it. He killed five ticket holders in total and absorbed all their superpowers. Then, I saw him split apart."

"Is that why you said he didn't recognize you? The memories weren't in sync?"

Du Zirong: "You are very smart, but it takes more than just intelligence to deal with him. I failed and could only flee, living in a daze. I thought that as long as I was alive, I could get revenge, but fate never seems to be on the side of weaklings like us."

Looking at Du Zirong's sorrowful expression, Sang Chu suddenly thought of something: "Bloodworm?"

"You know? Then do you know how to get rid of it?"

Du Zirong's anxiety made him lose his advantage over Sang Chu. Sang Chu smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Du really wants revenge, but he has to live in fear because of the bloodworms. Since we have a common enemy, then, let's cooperate happily."

Sang Chu stood up and extended his hand toward Du Zirong. He hesitated for a long time. "Bloodworms can control people. I entered Haicheng to help those women who once depended on me find a way out. I won't live long, but they shouldn't be played with by everyone in the base. I, Du Zirong, am not a good person. I help them because they are beautiful. We each get what we need. So, City Lord Sang, making an unfulfilled promise to someone who thinks he won't live long will turn a wicked person into a devil."