The Basic Law of Routines in the Infinite World

The place Xiuyan chose to live in was very close to the trading market and the training ground, and the rooms would be a bit more expensive. Correspondingly, there were also some well-known teams there, but it was different here. Looking at the architectural style and The spotless streets are no different from other places, but you can feel the dilapidated atmosphere as soon as you walk over.

The agents walking on the street are either sad or lifeless. Here... a group of agents at the bottom of the Garden of Eden live. They are either not seeking to improve themselves, or they are targeted by others, or they are unlucky, anyway, no matter what the reason is, this group of people is undoubtedly the weakest group of people in this area of ​​difficulty.

I muddle through every day, and get by in the world of missions as much as I can, living a trembling life with the subsistence allowances, and at the same time constantly looking forward to a luxurious and lustful life. Of course, the latter is just a performance in the mission world, but most of these guys have become unlucky ones who warn others about the dangers of the mission world.

This place is mixed with the old teams that fell in the R zone, as well as some newcomers who have just been promoted to the zone, and some have stayed in the N zone for two or three years. Every time the mission evaluation is the worst, but it depends on the number of mission worlds. Lifting area of ​​waste.

No one likes this place.

Eden always only looks at the result, not the process. The weak have no rights, the weak deserve death! This is the rule of Eden.

Xiu Yan was walking on this street, and there was already a drunken substitute standing in front of him, blocking his way.

The drunk reeked of alcohol disgustingly.

Xiu Yan frowned, secretly thinking that he could encounter such unlucky things while walking on the road. However, the next moment, the drunk fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

"Boss! Let's enjoy a bite of food!" The drunk man kowtowed twice as he said that.

"...."

To be reasonable, this is the first time that Xiu Yan has encountered this kind of begging agent! There may be one or two such people in District N, but I didn't expect there to be more in District R!

Xiu Yan didn't intend to pay attention to him, and turned around to leave from another place, but this guy crawled in front of Xiu Yan: "Boss, give me a stutter!"

Impatient, Xiu Yannu threw a hundred survival points over.

The agent's eyes lit up suddenly, he shouted thank you, boss, and kowtowed several times.

However, Xiu Yan's action was like poking a honeycomb.

"One hundred points! One shot is one hundred points!" Many agents gathered around.

Fortunately, at this moment, a person suddenly jumped off the roof and shouted, "Get the fuck out of here!"

A group of walkers looked at each other, then left unwillingly.

When they left, they cursed: "Damn it, why did those black-skinned boys come out? It's so fucking unlucky."

"That's right, I thought I met a big benefactor."

And what appeared was Bazula's subordinate—Keba.

Xiu Yan was the only guy who was not killed in the last world.

Keba looked at Xiuyan with complicated eyes, but finally bowed and said, "My lord, you are still here."

"You don't want me to come?" Xiu Yan squinted at him.

"No." Koba shook his head: "If possible, I hope you can come earlier."

Xiu Yan looked at him curiously: "What happened?"

"Because several archbishops are gone." Koba's face was full of vicissitudes: "Many believers have been lost."

"How many more?"

"There are 25 core believers left, and there were more than 80 peripheral believers, but now there are only 20 left."

Xiu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and he smacked his lips: "There are fewer peripheral members than core members. It's quite miserable. Where do you live? Take me there to have a look."

"Follow me, my lord." Koba said, already leading the way.

Soon, Xiu Yan arrived at a simple living place.

But when Koba opened the door, Xiuyan frowned.

ps: The person opposite me...a Kabbalah who disappeared for half a month, a Changfeng with a wrong pigeon, Song, an AKY, oh, that is, African Mengxin, and 883... .

ps: By the way, wow! Why Southern Cockroaches Fly! ! !

Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth: Different from what I thought

This is just a small room, but the room is like a university dormitory, full of bunk beds.

Well, at least it is doing a good job in rational use of space.

But this is the Garden of Eden, and the agents are not those young people who come to the big cities to work hard. The Garden of Eden has allocated housing, and they just pay ten more survival points every day.

Therefore, the agent seldom wronged himself in the Garden of Eden.

There are many representatives in the room, most of them are some black people, there are also some yellow people and a few white people.

Seeing that Koba was back, everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Is it the successor of the bishop?" A black child asked already. He looked thirteen or fourteen years old, the same size as Xiao Qi, and looked completely ignorant.

Koba turned his head to look at Xiuyan, waiting for Xiuyan's reply.

Xiu Yan took a deep breath, then turned around and said, "Come out with me."

Koba nodded, then pressed his hand inside, followed Xiu Yan and walked out.

The door was closed, and Xiu Yan had already asked, "What's going on?"

Keba looked at Xiuyan suspiciously and asked, "What did your lord say?"

"These people." Xiuyan looked into Koba's eyes: "Shouldn't you belong to the same sect? Why do you seem to be living so miserablely?"

Koba looked puzzled: "Why do you think that people from a sect will have a good life?"

"I feel like I've entered a slum."

"Very normal sir." Koba replied, "Many of these people came from the slums on Earth, or from the slums in the Garden of Eden."

Xiuyan's heart trembled slightly, and suddenly he asked, "When Bazula and the others were here, was it the same here?"

"It's better than that," Koba replied. "We had two houses back then."

"No." Xiuyan shook his head: "Bazula's strength comes from loopholes. Some traditional senior teams are no match for him. How could you have such a miserable life!"

Koba sighed: "My lord, you seem to have misunderstood something. I don't know what loophole you are talking about. I only know that when the four bishops were here, our life was almost the same as it is now, or it is better than it is now. One point, after all, the bishops will provide part of the subsidy."

"That's not right." Xiuyan looked into Keba's eyes: "What do they usually do?"

Koba thought for a while, and then said: "Propagate the teachings and accept believers."

"How to choose believers?"