Reborn Beast Of War

Chapter 06

Just a few minutes after Vergo left, several people entered the convenience store.

"Where is the person who won the lottery earlier?!" A man with thin green-colored hair asked loudly.

Rown was startled, then he became frightened and replied, "that person has already left, Sir."

"He already left?! Which way did he go?!"

"Over there, turn left from this place." Rown pointed toward the road beside his store.

The man who had barged in turned around. Several people behind him glared sharply at the employee before following behind.

Rown naturally became frightened when he saw that.

He knew very well who those people were.

They were members of the Dog Hand Gang, one of the gangs that ruled Area Six.

Rown immediately prayed for the safety of the young man who had won the grand prize.

Meanwhile, the leader of the group from earlier turned to the side.

He found many people and did not know the appearance of the person who had won the grand prize.

"Tch, spread out! I want you to find that young man!" The leader of this gang directly gave the order.

"Ohh!" The gang members replied and quickly moved to search the surrounding area.

They moved swiftly, but none of them found the young man.

On the other side...

Vergo, who had already won the lottery, naturally went to a phone store. He bought the technology for daily use.

"Oh, quite a practical device. It can send messages over long distances, unlike in my world before."

Vergo said casually, he felt that long-distance communication technology was quite good.

Especially if it had been used in his previous world, compared to using letters and raising hawks.

Even so, Vergo sorted through the memories related to mobile phone technology.

He realized that there were people who could hack data inside phones, making them unsafe for storing important information.

He preferred writing in books and storing them inside a spatial ring.

'What a pity, this place doesn't have items like spatial rings.' Vergo thought, then he immediately turned off his phone and put it into his pants pocket.

He wanted to leave the phone store, but he was stopped by an old grandmother.

"Young man, you'd better not go outside yet."

Vergo stopped, he turned toward the old grandmother and raised an eyebrow.

"Why, Grandma? Is something wrong?"

The grandmother nodded. "It's not safe outside right now, wait for the next thirty minutes before going out."

"What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?" Vergo asked, he was curious why the old grandmother forbade him from leaving.

"Young man, what that grandmother said is true. Things aren't good outside right now, the Dog Hand Gang is conducting a search."

Vergo looked toward the source of the voice, there a middle-aged man was sitting while looking out the window.

"The Dog Hand Gang?" Vergo tilted his head, then he remembered someone and said casually. "Oh, why are they conducting a search?"

"Earlier, a young man won a huge lottery prize. They're targeting that young man and taking his money."

The man's explanation made Vergo frown slightly. He did not expect that the gangsters around here were quite savage.

"Won't the police deal with them? Aren't the police supposed to be friends of the people?" Vergo asked.

He still remembered from the previous owner's memories that the police were an organization that defended justice for society.

This should have been the police's duty, to secure and suppress those troublemakers.

The old grandmother shook her head. "The police have already conducted further investigations, but this area is quite far away, so they gave up and chose to guard their own areas instead."

"That's why this place is called a free area and a discarded area."

The old grandmother's explanation allowed Vergo to understand more about Area Six.

This made him frown and mutter softly. "Then how do people protect themselves?"

"They prefer not to attract the attention of those gangsters. They are the rulers, and we are merely oppressed citizens."

The man who was an employee at the phone store said in a helpless tone.

They all lowered their heads as if this place truly had no hope.

As for Vergo, he did not care about them at all.

However, the information he obtained was quite meaningful, especially when he heard that this place was a discarded area.

"So that's how it is..." Vergo muttered softly, he did not go outside and instead waited for everything to calm down.

It was better to avoid trouble first, so as not to attract too much attention.