Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 401 - 56: Baichuan City with a population of 3000

When Yu Xiaozhe emerged from the crack, he found himself in the commercial district where Tang Xian was.

Only a few passersby were present on the street, who looked at Yu Xiaozhe curiously; soon after, they resumed their own activities.

The workload to repair a city was immense.

However, what Yu Xiaozhe didn’t expect was the high degree of integrity of Baichuan City.

He had thought that the human world would be nothing more than an old site, a desolate ruin.

Having experienced multiple fortress migrations, Yu Xiaozhe had seen the former world of humanity several times.

But he truly hadn’t anticipated that, in some corner of this world, far from the Pyramid, there could exist such a complete city.

The few people nearby were older, busy sweeping the streets.

Most of the shops were tidied up, but they were closed, with signs indicating they were ’To Be Allocated’.

Glancing down the block, Yu Xiaozhe saw that nearly ninety percent of the shops bore signs for ’Allocation Pending’ or ’Organization Pending’.

He walked slowly, not knowing where Tang Xian and the others lived.

He was simply curious about the city and wanted to look around.

Occasionally, he would encounter two or three people with guard badges patrolling the streets.

There were also a very few opened shops.

First came the market.

A few hundred meters east from the end of the commercial street, Yu Xiaozhe came upon the vegetable market.

It was mostly meat from various animals. Next to the market was the slaughterhouse, where animals hunted down were stored in a massive ice cellar.

Such a freezing chamber could not be the work of little cats like Tang Bingxiang.

This ice was the handiwork of Tang Feiji.

But Tang Feiji was not here at the moment.

In the mining area, beasts and humans lived together, an achievement Tang Xian had truly managed to bring about.

It was as though a city that mainly embraced technology was also home to magic creatures.

In the market, Yu Xiaozhe finally saw quite a few humans, roughly a hundred or more.

He watched for a while and discovered that the people here actually used a form of currency for their transactions.

The currency looked crude, and as a master of forgery, he was familiar with various existing currencies.

Yu Xiaozhe guessed that this must be a temporary form of currency. Perhaps a higher-grade currency was still being produced.

"This is truly incredible."

Beyond the market, Yu Xiaozhe also saw some goods stores.

The civilization in this place was rather backward, and the items in the shops were not modernized.

For instance, in a shop named "Tang’s Hand Knitting Shop," the merchandise was all made of woven trinkets from various weeds.

Sometimes fourteen or fifteen-year-old children would patronize the shop.

Of course, there were practical items too, with life essentials made out of bamboo and grass weavings that seemed to be of decent quality.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged woman in her forties with mobility difficulties.

Her business wasn’t bleak, but it couldn’t be described as thriving either, especially since Baichuan City only had just over three thousand people.

Yu Xiaozhe didn’t see any clothing stores but did notice a clothing cleaning shop.

That puzzled him a bit, for among the necessities of food, clothing, and shelter, the issues with food and shelter seemed resolved. The meat could come from the outskirts of the city.

Perhaps there were also many animals beyond the perimeter.

But where did the clothing come from?

His initial glimpse of Baichuan City gave Yu Xiaozhe a sense of stepping back into the Middle Ages.

Although these buildings were ancient in style, hailing from hundreds of years ago, they could also be deemed nearly modern.

Baichuan City was very large, its area far exceeding that of a single level of the Pyramid, even slightly bigger than the sum of seven levels of the Pyramid.

Without any vehicles at his disposal, it would take Yu Xiaozhe a long time to fully understand the city.

Considering that Tang Xian wouldn’t likely have him appear in a place far from him,

Yu Xiaozhe asked some locals for information.

"Are you looking for Lord Tang Xian?" the pedestrian, a teenager, asked enthusiastically.

"Has his title already been upgraded to Lord Tang Xian?"

Yu Xiaozhe thought about the fortress he received from Tang Xian.

Although Song Que may no longer return, causing the fortress to potentially fall, Tang Xian’s position as the mayor of Baichuan City seemed secure, didn’t it?

"We don’t know what Lord Tang Xian is busy with, but he sometimes appears in Lord Liu Lang’s tool shop."

"Liu Lang? Where is that?"

Yu Xiaozhe heard another familiar name. As for the changes in Baichuan City and what it lacked, he believed Tang Xian would be much more aware.

Since he was here, he naturally wanted to lend a hand.

Someday in the future… he and Lin Sen might also need to come here.

Having obtained the location of Liu Lang’s tool shop, Yu Xiaozhe began to walk back, and in the square on the north side of the commercial street, he found Liu Lang’s tool shop.

A surprising queue had formed outside the tool shop, even more than the number of people he had seen in the market.

Liu Lang was inside, helping people assemble some work machinery and equipment.

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And that was what Liu Lang did.

Yu Xiaozhe didn’t delay and stepped forward; Liu Lang noticed him instantly.

There was a period when Liu Lang’s blacksmith shop at the thirty-ninth fortress was the base for Song Que, Tang Xian, Lin Sen, and Yu Xiaozhe.

The four had conversed several times, and Liu Lang remembered Yu Xiaozhe as a formidable character who had provided considerable help in all aspects to Tang Xian.