Ning Zheng retrieved her stolen storage bag and glanced at the thief:

"Little girl, are you so hungry that you can't afford a meal? Stealing isn't something you can do your entire life."

Even though she didn't know who this person really was.

Since the other person wanted to act, she naturally played along.

After all, these people have lived too long, always high and mighty, probably enjoying experiencing life at the bottom, debasing themselves.

Now pretending to be a beggar.

How heavy is this taste?

Probably beating her, scolding her, abusing her.

She considers it as enjoying life, just loving the feeling of role-playing as someone who's humiliated.

"I'll buy you a bowl of noodles."

Ning Zheng showed a gentle expression, "What's your name?"

"None of your business." The girl glared angrily, but her stomach suddenly growled.

Hungry...

Is this another life experience?

"Fine, I've got money to burn today." Ning Zheng took her to the roadside stall next door, and ordered two bowls of beef noodles from the old lady.

Soon, steaming hot noodles were served.

Gurgle!

This little girl seemed to be starving for a long time, wanting to bring the noodles right in front of her, eyes sparkling, as if she hadn't eaten for three days and nights.

Ning Zheng secretly thought this person acted really well!

If it weren't for the problematic Qi Fortune Value, this person could crush me... Ning Zheng almost believed she was an actual poor beggar.

"You can't eat yet."

Ning Zheng reached and pulled the bowl: "Be polite, treating your benefactor, shouldn't you tell me your name?"

She started grabbing for the noodles, and Ning Zheng constantly moved the bowl. She couldn't grab it after a while, slammed the table, very angry:

"Give it to me, give it to me now, I steal from others, they always obediently buy me food, but you blackmail me?"

Ning Zheng immediately understood.

She specifically targets tourists to steal from.

Those scholars, young ladies... naturally wouldn't trouble her.

Because these kids from big families are likely being tested by some existence, so they're naturally respectful.

Ning Zheng wouldn't indulge her, having seen many sycophants, learning from them, naturally blending in with the crowd.

Leaving a profound impression on her.

Regardless if it's a good or bad impression.

She continued grabbing the bowl several times, but didn't get it, finally relenting and answering, "People call me Little Gao."

"Go ahead and eat." Ning Zheng put down the noodles, "Be obedient, and you'll get rewards."

Gurgle!

Little Gao quickly grabbed the bowl and ate several mouthfuls, like a reincarnated starving ghost.

Seeing this, Ning Zheng also got an appetite and took several bites of noodles herself.

Can't deny, the taste is really good.

Have to say, the ghosts here are relatively affluent, well-fed.

The hollow bodies are filled with fresh flesh and blood.

And the meat here is probably transported in from outside to support the operation of the entire tomb city.

Eating well, combined with isolated breath, not feeling the presence of living humans, along with some method of calming the ghosts.

So the ghosts here basically don't go berserk.

"Don't be picky, don't just eat the beef in the beef noodles." Ning Zheng glanced at her and advised, "Eat more vegetables."

"None of your business."

The stubbornness flared up, purposely picking out the vegetables, noodles, one by one, only eating the meat.

"Such a temper, being picky won't do, you remind me of my sister." Ning Zheng directly pinched her mouth, stuffing vegetables and noodles inside.

Gurgle!

The little girl struggled desperately, but it was futile.

Gurgle!

Ning Zheng pinched her mouth, madly stuffing her mouth, making her gurgle and soup spilling out wildly.

Ning Zheng was somewhat amused in her heart.

If you like pretending, I'll pretend not to know, after all, I wasn't meant to know.

Even if you're a famously known ancient saint today, you have to fiercely slurp noodles for me today.

He certainly knew that ghosts crave meat, love it without meat.

Forcing vegetables on her was like forcing a lion to eat tomatoes in large bites.

The noodles, vegetables, and various products brought into this city are essentially decorations, their bodies don't need them, they just logically believe they do.

Just like still thinking they need to use the bathroom.

"That's right, kids should be obedient and eat more vegetables."

Ning Zheng put down the bowl of soup, smiling.

Little Gao took a moment to recover, looking at Ning Zheng in disbelief.

This person, why are they so different from normal tourists?

Such a pervert.

"Keep eating, haven't had enough, have you?" Ning Zheng ordered a few more bowls, showing a gentle smile.

"I'll eat you broke." Little Gao mockingly laughed inside, turning her anger into appetite, quickly downing two or three bowls, stacking them on the table.

"It doesn't matter how much you eat, the vegetables have to be finished." Ning Zheng advised.

Little Gao, holding back nausea, devoured noodles, trying to eat her opponent poor.

"Another bowl."

"Another bowl."

She ate several bowls, indeed, the earlier struggle was just a shift, this person was the same as those other travelers, giving in immediately.

Ning Zheng didn't pay attention to her but started thinking.

Little Cake Gang?

This guy formed a gang of little beggar pickpockets stealing everywhere?

Quite a fancy play.

But given this temperament, age, identity, it feels like a buried relative.

Like a second-generation tomb occupant who died young.

After all, Ning Zheng felt that the tomb owner probably wouldn't disguise herself as a little girl and sneakily steal things.

After all, she was a great sage who advanced civilization throughout history.

As one of the nine official tombs, this place was home to many founding generals of various famous historical battles.

Of course, Ning Zheng might have been narrow-minded.

These beings, taking advantage of their unknown identities, hide themselves and indulge in wild antics...

Pretending to be young, stealing tourists' belongings everywhere.

So cheap!

The probability of that is small, but not impossible.

If it really is a stronger tomb owner, he definitely can't let on that he's discovered her true form.

Upon realizing her shameless acts, she would undoubtedly kill to silence him.

He had to play along with her act.

He couldn't tolerate her, but he had to give her a bit of stimulation, a sense of novelty...

After all, as the Ironworkers' strategic analysis department, their analysis was very accurate.

They believed:

These people, who love role-playing, are basically seeking novelty, trying to find stimulation and new experiences.

Ning Zheng also saw that his Qi Fortune Value hadn't changed, and only then did he tentatively feed her, which indeed did not provoke anger.

Perhaps he could be a bit more provocative.

Other scholars wouldn't dare do so.

Firstly, they think she's just an ordinary civilian and won't pay much attention.

Secondly, without Ning Zheng's Qi Fortune Value observation, they don't know the other person's threshold limits.

She's just role-playing, and if played too intensely, she could become completely furious and eliminate him.

Everyone's threshold is different, something ordinary people can't grasp.

But Ning Zheng is different; he can flexibly sense the other's limits and repeatedly test their boundary.

Gurgling!

While Ning Zheng was contemplating, Gao was already completely full, with seventy or eighty bowls piled into a small mountain on the table.

Gao looked smug, with an expression suggesting she wanted to eat him poor.

"Boss..." Ning Zheng smiled warmly, called the stall owner to settle the bill, spending over twenty Spirit Stones.

The expenditure made Ning Zheng's eyelids twitch—food here really was expensive.

"Offering respects nicely, next time, be more careful, damn outsider." Gao patted her belly and stood up to leave.

She had seen many people like this.

Every tourist from outside is a sucker.

Not only she feels this way, but the whole town's villagers and civilians think so.

Because these scholars and tourists dare not offend them.

The hope is to behave well in front of the possibly existent ancient sages; no one dares to cross the villagers.

And everyone who comes here is basically wealthy.

The citizens of this city have gradually developed various money-swindling tactics.

For example, charging twenty Spirit Stones for just a few bowls of civilian noodles.

Like the fool sitting before him, expecting him to leave with just a smile as always...

But who would have thought, Ning Zheng grabbed Gao by the collar, hoisted her onto his shoulder: "Let's go, ate my noodles, now you have to work for me..."

"You?" Gao looked completely shocked.

Ning Zheng smiled faintly: "Feeling a bit dizzy now, aren't you? Your eyes are getting foggy?"

Gao did indeed feel dizzy, the world was spinning.

Drugged in the noodles?

Kidnapping... human trafficking?

Creepy uncle...!!

"Despicable, despicable outsider..." she moaned miserably amidst dizziness, "Help! Help..."

"Little girl, hasn't your guardian warned you not to eat things given by strangers?"

Ning Zheng looked at the dazed Gao, hoisted her up, and directly walked into the shop.

Carrying a Corpse-Colored Mushroom with him was handy.

An outlet for their thrill-seeking role-play.

Being a beggar, getting trafficked, this was the normal plot for a beggar, probably considered a stimulating experience.

Of course.

If not for the Qi Fortune Value as real-time reference, Ning Zheng wouldn't dare such seemingly reckless actions.

Ning Zheng knew.

Communicating outside and subtly probing the beggar was too rigid, too easy to expose, and was the worst plan.

Nothing was more cost-effective than directly carrying someone home.

Isn't role-playing enjoyable?

Then play according to the role!

Groggily carried back to the shop, working like crazy.

Give me intense overtime!!

Last night, the ironworkers deepened the analysis on the forum:

These ancient sages hide away to experience life, most likely because they're bored!

More classes, more exercises, more adventures, more experiencing the life of the poor, exhausted from work every day, so they won't have free time to ponder life, express varied emotions, or find miscellaneous tasks.

But it's understandable.

Ning Zheng himself was always at the manor, with those silly ironworkers as companions, suffering their neurotic attacks, also feeling bored.

Now he's also out to relax, seeking freshness.

Essentially the same.

At this moment, Ning Zheng plans to reasonably satisfy the other's requests.

Enjoy reflecting on past hardships?

Then capture her, work hard at brick-moving, dig the earth powerfully, and serve customers diligently!

Work with the ironworkers.

Ning Zheng hoisted his captive, strode along the street, feeling like this trip was a huge success, quite delighted in his heart:

"Walk out and harvest one straight away."

"The analysis by the ironworkers' think tank indeed proves useful."

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