Sitting alone at the bar, the colorful cocktails in his hands gave him a feeling that he couldn't swallow.

A slender figure sat down gently beside him, the strong smell of female hormones and perfume mixed with the smell of wine wafted into his nose.

Mo Mo turned his head to look at the girl with curly blond hair, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Handsome guy, alone?"

The girl's face was painted with thick makeup, and he could smell another kind of cosmetics from a distance of tens of centimeters.

Deep smoky makeup was under her eyes, and she was wearing only a small white tank top and a pair of tight metalpunk leather pants underneath her, which tightened her round thighs.

He sighed, glancing over to the crowd of surging electric sounds, and saw Eren wink at him and give him a thumbs up.

Sure enough, it was that guy's bad idea.

He shook his head, and the girl opposite saw his sad face, and her warm body leaned in, gently leaning on his shoulder, and her lips close to his ear.

He pushed the girl away as if nervously stimulated, left a "sorry" and left the bar, leaving the girl sitting in her seat with an embarrassed face.

Alan watched from afar and sighed to himself.

This kid is too embarrassing. Looks like I'll be with him later...... Does this seem a bit weird?

He shook his head and continued to smile as he joked with the two hot blondes beside him.

Coming out of the hot bar, a cool breeze hit him and made him more sober.

Looking at the neon lights behind him, Momo turned and walked to the corner.

He thinks that he is not suitable for this kind of occasion, but Alan always likes to drag himself to a party, which was okay for the first time, but it turned out to be a date meeting later, how could there be any big people here on an occasion of their level, which also dispelled Momoxie's desire to expand his network.

It's boring.

He slipped his hand into his thick coat and felt for a hard card.

Why don't you go to the black market?

……

Turning street corners after corners, he came to a hidden location, where scattered yellow lights lit up in one place.

He looked around, but there was no one around, so he stepped forward and pressed lightly against the wall, and a panel popped out.

"Please show the proof code."

He pinched the card and held it up to the front of the panel, and a web of light that diffused into blue swept across the card.

"Proofreading passed. Welcome, General Member #C652289. ”

Under the cold voice, the metal wall in front of him slid to the side, and he walked in without hesitation.

The stairs around it lit up with a long strip of light, guiding the dark path. Descending the long staircase, he gradually came to an open scene.

It's like a noisy tunnel market, surrounded by the exact opposite of the West Coast city above, with battered steel sheds, all sorts of strangely shaped machines placed on their costumes, surrounded by people hurrying by.

This is just one entrance to the black market, and the entrances to the underground black market can be found throughout the West Coast urban area. It is said that it is a black market, but it is actually an underground city in the entire West Coast City, and the environment in the El Interrun Federation is the best among all countries, naturally there is no environmental structure of the Xia Kingdom, but there is still an extreme area such as the slum, just like the black market city on the West Coast.

Momothy pulled out a mechanical mask that covered his mouth and nose, and the blue light lit up on the metal mask, filtering the somewhat dull air of the black market, but also to hide his appearance and voice. He put on a thick black hood and ducked into the shadows, like a crowd of people hurrying by.

Walking out of the corner, another person came out of the door behind him, obviously just entered, but he was not interested in saying hello or anything, but blended into the hurried flow of people, looking for something he was interested in.

For the streets above, he prefers this place because he grew up in Black Market City.

Turning a familiar corner, deaf to the voices of the hawkers and pimps around him, he walked through a narrow block from a familiar location in his memory, and easily blocked the neon signs falling from the shops on one side.

"Sorry, man, this old thing keeps falling......" A bearded man walked out with an apologetic smile, quickly took the neon sign, and shouted, "Miles! Come out of here! The sign you put up yesterday has fallen again! ”

An old-fashioned oil robot creaks out.

"I'm sorry, boss...... I'm going to put him back ......."

Mo Moxi didn't pay attention to the scene in front of him anymore, these things are common in the black street, most people encounter this kind of thing, not to let the robot at home fix it, but to ask you to compensate.

Momothy had a long metal pipe on his back, some labyrinthine green lines swirling around on it, it was his weapon, enough to make the head of anyone who wanted to blackmail him bleed, the boss just now was not the person who looked so good, but he knew it.

Walk into a familiar shop.

“Matt.”

He removed his hood and greeted a fat man crouched on a workbench in a dull male voice that had been altered by a multi-purpose mask, where sparks were flashing in the thick of the scene he had blocked.

"Who...... Oh, it's you, Momo Boy. ”

The fat man turned around, and on his thick mask was a messy beard.

"If you don't go to school, you have time to come to me?"

"I didn't go to night school."

He rolled his eyes.

For this old businessman who has been intriguing with him since he was a child, he can be regarded as a heartfelt approval, and in terms of some relationships, he can even be regarded as his adoptive parents, except that this goods have never given him anything for free.

"What do you want? By the way, I happened to have a batch of good things from the East here...... It's like there's a traditional Chinese spice, and if you fancy a girl, put a little bit of it in her room and ......"

"Alright, okay, I don't want that, show me what new metal there is." Momothy waved his hand helplessly, and the fat man shrugged his shoulders and led him into the back room.

"Want to give your stick a new twist again? I said you, how good it is to use a knife. Look at this, the concussion device, although it is the lowest level of the oscillation device and not the finished circumferential knife, but to be honest, as far as my signature is concerned, if you are a knife-wielding one, I will definitely give you this thing......"

"Come on, you."

Momothy's martial arts skills are poor, but at the Elite Academy, which is extremely demanding in close combat, he opted for the longstick, an uncommon weapon that always gives him an advantage in the middle and long ranges.

As for what Matt said to send him, it was all nonsense.

"Hee-hee." The man laughed and made a soft noise from the welding face armor, which he removed from the back of his head, revealing an old face with a big nose and a fluffy beard sprinkled unkempt around his mouth, "Okay, okay." Have you heard of the big events over there in Xia Guo a few months ago? ”

"Nope."

A few months ago? At that time, he was still preparing for the nail coverer entry certification.

"None? Want to know. The fat man grinned.

"I don't want to, show me the goods."

Momothy doesn't eat this, he's not interested in journalism.

"Okay, okay. But I'm going to tell you about it, after all, it's a big deal. ”

Matt turned, chubby arms churning through the massive box.

"You know Xia Guo's side, right? It is said that a super-powerful artificial creature escaped, turning an entire city equivalent to West Coast City on their side into a world of robots, and it is said that even the destruction was dispatched. ”

The churning hand kept making a sparse sound, and Mo Momoxi could only listen in place, but the other party's words suddenly made him interested.

"Annoyance? Is it the legion-level desolation robot? ”

As an armor coverer, powerful mechs have always been his pursuit. Even if he learned from publicly available information that Annihilation was not driven by a human body, it was something he desperately desired.

"That's right, but most of the news has been closed by Huaxia. But you know, paper can't hold the fire, and there's always some news coming out in bits and pieces. The creature was eventually wiped out, but the entire canopy system of the city was broken, it had become completely off-limits to humans, and the creature factory was still making war machines, like that movie ......"

"Terminator?"

"Yes, it's like that Skynet, artificial intelligence, it's terrible."

He took the same thing out of it and threw it back, and Momo crouched down to pick up a piece of mechanical element.

"Oh, that thing." Matt tilted his head slightly, "That's the metal that came out of there...... That big event happened, and this thing is also a historical relic. Of course, if it is used in actual combat, it is an ordinary steel building material...... Oh, that's pretty much the same. ”

"What is this?"

He crouched down and picked up a device wrapped in dark purple armor, the thick armor was sharp and angular, and it looked like it had been blown apart, but the mechanical components underneath were extremely intact, a device like a thruster.

"That's something somebody brought out of there, too. Basically, this time the goods are all rubbish, but there are still some good ones. Like this one. ”

Old Matt seemed to have finally flipped over what he wanted, and a long black knife was suddenly drawn, and the pitch-black blade was reflected in the light.

"This thing, a real concussion knife."

He waved forward.

"It's just too heavy......"

Pushing somewhere on the hilt, a string of bright lights lit up from the sharp blade, like a long string of purple light bars.

"It's like this. It looks like something from Toei's side. But Xia Guodongying seems to be quite close, right? ”

Mo Mo was interested in the long sword, and reached out as if he had taken it.

Matt stepped back: "Hey, I can't give this thing to you, I'm going to have fun for a while and sell it for a good price...... You know, you don't use a knife, do you? Of course, if you can exchange it for 2,000 decoin......"

The second half of the sentence was listened to by Momo.

2000？ Tomorrow's gamble...... Seems like 10,000, right?

But this guy, a handful of rags fished out of the ruins are also sold for 2000?

"The rags you fished out are also sold for two thousand?" Momo asked.

"Of course, it's the tattered ruins that only sell for two thousand...... Why, do you really want to? That's Deltacoin, when did you become so rich? Matt looked at him in amazement, as if he were seeing him for the first time.

"Not now, maybe tomorrow." After all, he was just a teenager, and the thought of winning the 10,000 made his heart a little fluttering.

"Really? That's going to have to go up 500 ...... No, 1000! ”

"I'm kidding." Mo Mo immediately stopped, for the knife, and it is a weapon that contains a certain degree of national skills, he may not be able to play with it, that is, he is just interested.

With that, he crouched down and tossed on the ground over the various rags that Matt had thrown at him.

Old Matt lost interest in him when he saw this, and plunged his knife into a scabbard that looked like a haphazard skin, and continued to rummage through the crates in the box.

Pick up an element and throw it away with indifference, then a piece that looks like a fragment of armor, but the structure inside is completely destroyed, and it's another scrap.

He would often come to Old Matt to find good things to use in his power armor or the club-shaped weapon behind him. This weapon has been transformed for a long time, and I don't know how many miscellaneous mechanical components and firearms-like devices are placed in the silver metal stick, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a multi-functional weapon.

Suddenly, a piece of debris caught his attention.

It looked similar to the various gray and dark gray fragments around it, but strangely, this fragment was attached to another white piece of armor, hanging aside.

He picked up the palm-sized shard, stole a peek at Matt's fumbling movements, and attached a single-sided lens to his left eye.

This is a gadget distributed by the academy, one for each person, for simple analysis and processing. I happened to come across something interesting, and I just used what I learned.

In the pale green sight, circles surrounded the fragments of armor, and then strips of analysis popped up.

Seeing the data displayed above, Momo almost screamed.

"Zhenjin ?!!"

He could barely believe his eyes, suspecting that the analysis device was wrong, so he took it off and put it back on, refreshed it repeatedly, but in the end there was only one result.

Shock.

Is this really Zhenjin?!

He looked again at the fat middle-aged man in front of him with his fat ass wrapped in a thick leather apron, and turned over and over to see the metal fragments in his hands.

Fingers flicked lightly on it, and nails popped out on it.

If this is really Zhenjin...... Even if it's just such a small piece...... That's a lot of money!

He was very excited, but he quickly calmed down and walked over quietly: "Matt, give me this thing." ”

"What?"

Matt turned around and saw the two-color fragment in his hand, looking at him with some suspicion: "Found something good?" ”

Momo tried to pretend to be bored: "No. This time the things you brought are too bad, I think this thing is quite interesting, two colors. How about sending me? ”

Matt carefully studied the boy's expression and didn't notice anything unusual. He looked at the gray and white piece of armor in his hand again, which was not much different from an ordinary armor fragment.

"5 Delta."

Momo's heart was almost cheering.

But he pressed it down fiercely, and said with a look of contempt: "Just such a slap on the big thing, you want 5 Detcoin?" I'll give you a maximum of 3 points. ”

Matt watched his expression closely, and it didn't look like a fake. The doubts in my heart were gradually dispelled.

"Three is fine, anyway, just a broken piece, transfer it to me."

"Now turn?" Momo raised an eyebrow.

"Then you will pay me a bill?!"

Old Matt also raised an eyebrow and stared at Momothy.

"Okay, okay, old miser."

Momothy took out his terminal, scratched three pieces and threw them at him.

"Hmph."

Matt turned around with a snort and continued to touch something.

Momothy suppressed the joy in his heart, and carried the shard of gold into his pocket, placing it with the black market entry and exit card. Then he inquired with Matt about the big deal, intentionally or unintentionally, and left.

Quickly disappear into the crowd, then leave the black market and walk out.

The moment the door of the black market closed, he jumped three feet above the ground, tossed the fragment in his hand high and picked it up, and stared up at the fragment in the light.

Well?

Suddenly realizing that this piece of fragment had some strange color, he took it and wiped it on it, and the gray fragment suddenly turned into a pitch black color.

"So it's black?"

Suspiciously, he took out the single-sided lens and checked it, and there was nothing wrong with the vibrating gold fragments that were still displayed.

"It scared me to death, I thought it was a fake."

He patted his chest, put away his lenses, and played with his stuff until he got close to the bar.

"Momo?" A rugged male voice came from the door of the bar, and the muscular Allen walked out with a frown, seeing the joy that could not be concealed between his eyebrows, his brows also relaxed, and he walked over and slapped him on the back: "Where are you going?" So happy? ”

"Nothing, just met something good. Let's go inside. Mo Mo casually took it and took the lead in front.

"This kid?" Alan looked at him with strange eyes, what the hell did this guy meet so happy?

Forget it, it's okay if he's happy, whatever.

He smiled silently and followed.

Momothy put his right hand in his pocket.

What he didn't notice was that the bright red coat of arms on his arm, glowing slightly, gradually swelled to a brilliant bright red, reflecting the black and white armor pieces in his pocket. As the blood-red light shone on it, an inexplicable murmur gently sounded in Momo's ears, but at this moment, he was completely unaware of the surging electronic sound.

A hissing green smoke came out of his pocket, and a coat of arms identical to the pattern on his arm appeared on the black and white armor piece, gradually evaporating the entire armor piece, and finally, the vibrating gold fragment shimmered bright red color completely disappeared into his coat pocket, and he was unaware of it, talking and laughing with Alan beside him.

The rated sacrifice is completed.

A clear voice appeared in his ears, this time unmuffled by the cacophony, and he rose from his seat and looked around.

"What's wrong, Momo?"

"It's just like...... Someone talking to me? ”

"Are you hallucinating? This noisy environment is prone to auditory hallucinations, and sometimes someone else is talking, and it just happens to reach your ears. ”

"Really......"

Momothy looked around, didn't find any strange signs, and sat back down.

“oa~”

He suddenly stood up again, startling Alan beside him.

Hit the ghost?

A drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead.

The sound of a sharp yawn, like a lazy girl who had just woken up, stretched her waist and made a sound in his ear, the noise in front of him disappeared in an instant, and countless strange scenes crossed his sight, and finally turned into a pair of crimson eyes staring at him.

He could clearly see the labyrinthine flow of energy light in those eyes.

In the endless starry sky, countless shining gold dots are slowly floating in the air, floating like streamers.

At the top, the brilliant blue Rubik's Cube slowly rotated, suddenly emitting a high amount of blue light.