Inside Order Paradise, in the trading market, Mu Bei was walking alone on the street, his gaze sweeping across the stalls one by one.
With the thinking speed derived from his Alienated Intelligence attribute of up to 100 points, Mu Bei quickly scanned the information of items displayed on the stalls, trying to find skill scrolls and items useful to him.
Among the goods traded by the Contractors, the most common were low-quality materials, followed by some low-grade equipment and recovery potions (which were inferior to Mu Bei).
Equipment? Completely useless. If worn, the durability would be depleted by Entropy Increase Power in just a few seconds. Buying it would be a waste.
Potions? Those low-level recovery potions used by Contractors with single-digit body attributes would have a negligible effect on Mu Bei's body;
Furthermore, because his body attributes had the prefixes "Deformation" and "Alienated", most potions were useless to Mu Bei.
Scrolls? Skill scrolls were scarce, and high-quality ones were even rarer. Mu Bei walked around the market for a long time but didn't see many suitable for him.
As for consumables like Soul Crystals, Mu Bei didn't see any in the trading market.
Half an hour ago, A Ling had already shown Mu Bei the areas accessible with Ta's current authority level and told Mu Bei a lot of useful information.
To improve efficiency, Mu Bei decided to let A Ling act alone and continue providing paid services for awakening supernatural abilities to other Contractors, while he came to the trading market to look for skill scrolls and items.
Mu Bei was currently alone, wearing "simple" self-made equipment, walking through the bustling market, his gaze scanning the stalls one by one.
In the eyes of other Contractors, Mu Bei was a male Human whose head was obscured by clouds, making his face indistinguishable.
As for his body surface, except for wearing a pair of underwear made of unknown material, it was almost completely exposed.
The balanced development of his body attributes gave Mu Bei smooth body lines and defined muscles, like an ancient Greek sculpture, exuding a combination of extreme Strength and beauty, attracting the attention of many Contractors.
Especially the opposite-sex Contractors in the market, and even some Contractors who were less concerned about gender, all cast sideways glances at Mu Bei.
Order Paradise's free concealment function could only hide one's face. For more comprehensive concealment, one needed to pay extra paradise coins or increase their imprint authority level.
Regarding this, Mu Bei's current choice was clear—there was no need to pay this money.
Therefore, Mu Bei could only ignore the gawking or harassment from the surrounding Contractors.
Just now, a strangely shaped Contractor passed by Mu Bei and casually slipped him a small card.
Mu Bei looked down at the card, which was filled with contact information and service prices.
Mu Bei looked at this Contractor—
The other party was wearing a pair of erotic bras, completely unable to conceal those female characteristics of at least 36E;
And below the eight-pack abs, the other party's male characteristics were also exposed to the air without any concealment.
The only extra clothing this bisexual individual wore was a pair of black fishnet stockings, but they completely failed to hide those thick leg hairs.
When Mu Bei's gaze fell upon this suspected hermaphrodite, the other party even threw him a flirtatious wink.
At this moment, even though Mu Bei was already of the Old God System, he still felt a wave of spiritual nausea.
"Order Paradise doesn't restrict Contractors' freedom of dress, but isn't this freedom a bit excessive..."
Despite his disgust, Mu Bei didn't casually throw the card on the ground. Instead, he walked to a trash can full of futuristic technology and threw the card in.
This wasn't because Mu Bei had high moral standards, but because A Ling had reminded him earlier:
"Littering inside Order Paradise will result in a warning. If you don't pick it up within five seconds, you will be fined. If you can't pay the fine, your equipment or items will be confiscated. If you don't even have equipment or items, you will be forcefully executed."
Whether or not to wear clothes doesn't matter, but littering can lead to execution? Order Paradise's rules seem a bit abstract, but they are not without reason.
Freedom of dress is a social behavior among Contractors, while littering directly damages the environment within the Paradise.
Mu Bei walked through the trading market, attracting the attention of countless Contractors.
Many Contractors actively came forward to try and add Mu Bei as a friend, and some even directly extended invitations for a deep exchange.
Some Contractors even stated that if Mu Bei performed satisfactorily enough, she/he/they would be willing to pay a sum of paradise coins.
But Mu Bei had no interest in this. In Ta's eyes, these Contractors were just a few talking negative entropy points.
Just like a normal Human would feel appetite towards a delicious-looking piece of bread, but not lust.
Mu Bei just wanted to kill all those Contractors and turn them all into negative entropy points.
Mu Bei gradually realized that his current desire to kill life far exceeded the past. This impulse to destroy ordered life was precisely the hidden influence brought by the profession, Reverse Entropy Body.
A few hours ago, when Mu Bei woke up and saw A Ling, he had actually vaguely sensed this point.
Although he knew that A Ling's value in living was far greater than in death, Mu Bei still had an impulse deep down to kill A Ling.
This wasn't holding a grudge, but an instinctive reaction from the Reverse Entropy Body when facing the existence of 'order':
To turn 'order' into 'disorder' to obtain negative entropy is an instinct that a Reverse Entropy Body finds hard to restrain.
To put it simply, it is—Mu Bei now can't help but want to kill living things and obtain negative entropy points.
In the trading market, facing the absurd behavior of these Contractors, Mu Bei's desire to kill grew stronger.
If the Paradise hadn't prohibited fighting, Mu Bei would have killed all these abstract things long ago!
Unfortunately, Order Paradise explicitly prohibits Contractors from fighting in residential and trading areas:
Those who injure others will be heavily fined; those who kill others will be directly and forcefully executed.
Therefore, Mu Bei could only suppress the impulse in his heart and comfort himself:
"Don't rush. When we get to the mission World, I'll kill one when I see one, and kill a pair when I see two."
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The evaluation levels for mission Worlds range from F to S+, totaling 19 levels.
For Contractors who cannot consistently achieve evaluations above C-rank, the pressure to survive has almost crushed their will.
If the comprehensive evaluation does not reach C-rank, it means they cannot obtain enough resources to increase their strength and will eventually fail to keep up with the increasingly difficult World levels.
Over 80% of Tier 1 Contractors are filled with pessimism about the future, believing they will eventually be eliminated by the Paradise.
This sense of despair permeates the entire Paradise, causing many Contractors to start "letting themselves go".
Every time Mu Bei walked a certain distance, he would see a place similar to a plaza, where hundreds of Contractors were holding an outdoor party.
The theme of the party was despair for the future, and the content was the reproduction and revelry of life.
These parties had no threshold; any passing Contractor could join.
In the Paradise's judgment, this was merely an ordinary, unclothed, multi-person social activity where participants would frequently use their sexual organs during the process.
Perhaps, this was Order Paradise's only mercy towards the incapable.
Of course, trash such as used condoms still cannot be littered.