After cleaning up the bodies, Yun You still picked up the bank card from the blood stains.

As the saying goes, make the most of things; even though this money comes from a not-so-clean place, Yun You won't mind.

She's not that high and mighty to turn down cold, hard cash.

However, Yun You did not directly put this money into her own pocket; instead, she quietly transferred the money to another person.

The writer's mother.

Yun You had seen the old woman before; she was over eighty years old, living alone in a communal apartment, and could only survive by collecting garbage on a daily basis.

But she was a decent person, just like the writer, who had helped Yun You out in her time of need, bringing her a few steamed buns... a few bundles of noodles. Although it wasn't much, it was the best they could do.

The mother and son lived a tough life, and now with the writer's untimely death, the grandmother's future days were sure to be even harder...

Yun You, not being good with words, never knew how to comfort others, so she decided to help the old lady on a material level...

With these 30,000 Silver Cannons, the old woman at least has some assurance for her retirement, ensuring she can have a peaceful old age.

"Anyway, this money isn't much use to me... Might as well give it away,"

"After all, the writer's death... has something to do with me, this money can be considered compensation and funeral expenses."

"Anyway, I probably won't see that grandmother again..."

She muttered to herself.

Actually, Yun You knew she didn't have to comfort herself; this was what she thought, and what she was bound to do...

Yet in the cold Nest City, the more tender a person's heart, the more tragic their death.

So Yun You could only force herself to be a bit ruthless, at least to build a cold iron armor around her heart; putting on an act also beats showing a weak side.

...

After confirming the money had been credited, Yun You then collected a package from the vending machine and started preparing to pack up and run away.

Although the hacker hadn't managed to leak her information, since the person had already found out her address, they would surely keep sending people to probe her next.

With the enemy in the open and Yun You in the dark, any overthinking without understanding the opponent's background would be impulsive.

The best strategy is to run, and run as far as possible.

Coincidentally, Yun You didn't have many personal belongings; just a pack of clothes, a few bags of weapon materials, half a box of miscellaneous items was all her luggage.

So, without a moment's hesitation, the little girl just picked up the box and slipped out.

Along the way, she was quite discreet, darting through the alleys and blending into the crowd on the street; she carefully watched her surroundings as she walked, and only after confirming that no one was following her did she relax for a small stretch of the journey.

Walking and stopping like this, Yun You finally arrived at her destination by night.

[Jinyu Homestay]

The girl lifted her head, looked at the sign hanging on the building in front of her, nodded, and entered this bustling little building.

The vast majority of proper hotels in Nest City require real-name registration before one can check-in.

But homestays are different.

Though they have a rustic name, these little homestays scattered throughout Nest City are essentially inns operated by underground gangs; they have some form of backing behind them.

They don't require registration information; one can stay with just a small amount of money, promoting convenience and speed.

And due to the backing of gangs, these homestays are relatively safe when it comes to security; at least, no one makes trouble... there's no fear of being disturbed.

So homestays in Nest City have become mercenaries' favorite lodging points.

They gather in groups, making some noise but invisibly following rules and forming part of the regulatory and safe environment.

This is why Yun You chose here.

She didn't know who the "Great Monk" really was, but living in a place crowded with mercenaries ensured that at least she wouldn't worry about the enemy forcibly breaking in and disrupting the local rules.

"I want a room with a balcony that faces the sunny side, just for one month,"

Yun You walked to the front desk and handed in a temporary bank card.

"You want a balcony?"

The front desk receptionist was a young girl under 20, with black hair and green eyes, sweet-looking.

She took the card but didn't directly open a room; instead, she carefully looked at the hotel terminal screen in front of her.

After about a minute, her face raised with slight apology, she said: "I'm sorry, guest, there is only one room with a balcony left..."

"Then just give it to me."

Yun You tilted her head, casually responding: "Don't tell me someone reserved it?"

"Not really."

The front desk girl shook her head repeatedly, explaining: "It's like this, guest... There's a weird mercenary living next to that room, he always stays up all night and frequently makes strange noises like... hammering and sharpening knives."

"The noise he makes is messy and loud, several guests who stayed in that room before were woken up at midnight, checked out that night, and ran to other places."

"We were planning to deal with him, but considering he hasn't really broken any rules, as we've said, you can do anything in your room as long as you don't kill, arson, or damage property... So, we can't drive him out, just installed some soundproofing equipment."

"But those things only slow down the noise; if you stay next to him, you'd still hear it... So I don't recommend you stay there."

"Doesn't matter."

Yun You shrugged, casually said: "I'm not afraid of noise, just go ahead and open the room for me."

This was true.

In the slums, there aren't many quiet places; take Yun You's previous apartment for example, there was a KTV downstairs, a garbage incineration station less than a few dozen meters away, and there were several factories nearby...

She could constantly hear unpleasant music, arguing, forging... and the sound of garbage being cracked and burned, having long gotten used to the noise, she's learned to sleep in a noisy environment.

A slightly noisy neighbor, is simply no big problem.

Seeing Yun You's persistence, the front desk girl had no choice but to open the room and handed her an electronic key.

"Room 2001 on the second floor, turn left when you go upstairs."

She pointed out the elevator, adding: "Our place here hosts mercenary events in the basement after ten o'clock every night, and there's an auction at the Friday market, feel free to join if you're interested."

"Got it."

Yun You nodded and headed upstairs carrying her bags.

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