[First send and then change~]

Huang Laoxi, Huang Shiren himself, was sitting in an inconspicuous tavern in Shabak City at this time, carefully examining his body, first his palm, he stretched out his five fingers like a child and flexibly curled up and stretched his fingers, the speed became faster and faster, so that the wine in the wine glass under the palm of his hand appeared wind lines.

Then Huang Laoxie swiped his fingers across his face and the two hooded ears on the top of his head, the fluffy touch did not match the anger on his face at all.

The realism of this world to the player has almost been achieved to the extreme, but even so, after the dimensionality reduction process, Huang Laoxie still feels as if he has broken through some kind of barrier between himself and this world, his five senses have become more sensitive, and his body has become more flexible.

In the past, Huang Laoxie could distinguish fifteen different flavors from his surroundings, but now, he can distinguish twenty-seven different flavors in this tavern.

Some of the flavors came from the aboriginal tavernkeeper, who seemed to be honest and had a strong smell of sake lees, and it was clear that the tavern still adhered to the old principle of making and selling itself.

Many players love this retro-style tavern, and they have had enough of all kinds of alcoholic beverages in reality, but Huang Laoxi's nose moved slightly, pushing the wine glass a little farther away, and he smelled a hint of urine in it, and he didn't want to delve further into the boss's secret recipe.

Thinking of this, the corners of Huang Laoxi's mouth suddenly hung on a lewd smile, and his hands quickly untied the trouser belt around his waist.

"Haha, Ge Laozi, sure enough, it's different if the dimensionality is reduced, and the bottoms are not protected by the system." Huang Laoxie took out a bottle of Burning Jade Knife from the glass bottle of Europat that he snatched from Ma Chao, and poured it hard: "From now on, Lao Tzu is also a fucking aborigine, and he can't be so wasteful." ”

The shopkeeper obviously didn't have a good impression of a guest like Huang Laoxi, who brought his own drinks, but as one of the few aborigines who opened a shop in Shabak City to make player money, he sandidly pretended not to see the other party's behavior.

After all, even the Europa people had learned not to mess with the Seris during this time, and the shopkeeper, as a native, could only admonish himself in his heart.

"Boss checkout!" Huang Laoxie flicked a gold coin on the table, lifted his pants and turned to leave the tavern, he was the only guest of the tavern in this eventful time, and as he left, the shopkeeper quickly closed the door.

"What's next?" Huang Laoxie stood on the empty street a little confused, he can be regarded as retiring early, although the dimension has been reduced, but the various benefits of the loess area will only double the compensation, it is impossible to reduce.

He now has more than 100,000 gold coins in his hand, and there is no shortage of various equipment, the only thing he lacks is orders.

Like Xu Yichen, without an order, Huang Laoxie didn't know where he should go, he reached out and grabbed his scalp: "Why don't you go to the technical institute opened by Slaane?" I always feel that if I don't experience it, it's a bit regrettable in life. ”

"Or go to the hospital in Nurgle for treatment?" Huang Laoxie stood in the middle of the crossroads: "The casino opened by Tzeentch is not bad, the money in your hand is almost enough to play for a while, if you really can't do it, go to the Maginot Line to have a good time." ”

Although Huang Laoxie's words were a little crazy, in fact, in Shabak City, the pearl of the old continent, the few things he said before were real.

In fact, in the entire Old World, the manipulators behind the technical academy could not get rid of the shadow of the Slaanesh believers, and those high-end Slaanesh believers generally had an aristocratic status and often held uncovered assemblies in private.

Among them, the most famous mad doctor, Mondo, single-handedly brought down the well-known killer organization Shadow in the Old World, and his magical transformation surgery can turn a mortal into a good Shadow Walker in just a few days.

As for the casino opened by the Tzeentch cultists, this is indeed a bit of a lot to find in Shabak City, and although the Torchwood Organization has now become a meal organization, it has been strongly blocked by the Followers of Slaanesh in this area.

The various companies controlled by Morias are gradually encroaching on the industry of Tzeentki's Escher Love Shabak City, and although the Torchwood Organization has repeatedly cracked the conspiracy of the two Chaos cultists, from the perspective of big data, the number of Chaos cultists in Europa is growing rapidly.

Huang Laoxie hesitated, and finally left Shabak City, he had to go through the Maginot Line to face the bloody mist of terror.

Not only did the relevant departments have doubts, but Huang Laoxie himself also had doubts about why fear and abuse had never bewitched him.

This feeling is like the sword of Dharmarix, which has been hanging over Huang Laoxie's head, making him sleepless, and during the period before the implementation of dimensional reduction, the first thing he does when he gets up every morning is to introspect, check himself from the inside out, and see if he has any corruption.

He had to face the fear in his heart.

"You can corrupt me, you can kill me, but you can't scare me and make me afraid." Huang Laoxi's footwork became easier and faster: "This time, let's touch it, I'll send it to the door, if you haven't reacted yet, don't blame me for not giving you face, I'm afraid of abuse!" ”

Huang Laoxie didn't say goodbye to anyone, but Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun had already guessed his thoughts, and sat on a tall building from afar, watching Huang Laoxi's figure disappear in the sky, and silently toasted a glass of wine.

At the same time, Xu Yichen also received the news that Huang Laoxie had completed the dimensionality reduction process, and Wang Andong told him that in order to pass on the news, Wang Andong was taken offline.

When he opened his eyes and saw a room of high-end black coats, he was almost scared to death, and Wang Anton began to think that he had been in contact with Chaos in the game for too long and had become corrupted.

"Huang Shiren's body has been cremated, and this is his own request." Wang Anton repeated the message he had given him: "He left a total of 70 million inheritances, including a rubber plantation in the Ganges region, two properties, and 7,472 weapons, all of which were left to you. ”

Xu Yichen let out a long sigh, although she knew that the evil old evil Huang Lao was still active in this world, she still felt a little lonely.

"Sir, they also asked me to tell you that although Chief Huang Shiren's will is written like this, based on your current situation, the real estate has been discounted by them, and all the cash will be donated to the Loyal Heir Yuan, but it involves those weapons, and you need to sign it."

Xu Yichen could almost think that when Huang Laoxie wrote this 'will', he must have been holding back in his heart, and suddenly the little loneliness in his heart was dispelled: "Tell them, Lao Tzu won't sign!" ”