Damn, Yakuza replicants? Why does this thing look so familiar?

Sun may have rubbed the corners of his eyebrows with a headache, and took his sunglasses to ask Lu Zhanyuan about the situation in the city center.

"Well, I don't know the details, but I met a ninja with some brain problems before, and I got some information out of his mouth.

It seems that there are six organizations from another world that have carved up the central area of the Demon Capital, with the two banks of the Huangpu River as the dividing line, with the Golden Pavilion, Gion and Punishment Pictures to the south, and the Yelu Death Pharmaceutical, Komura Heavy Industries and the General House, which all sound like Japanese."

Lu Zhanyuan looked at Sun Xian's appearance of eating flies, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Well, Brother Meridian, looking at your expression, you won't know where these guys are from, will you?"

"yes, yes."

Sun may have let out a long sigh.

"If I'm not mistaken, they must be from Ninja Killer - a novel written by two Americans since the last century, and it is very unpopular, there are only translations of the first four volumes in China, so I don't know much.

The worldview of that novel is that it is at least a hundred years ahead of modern technology, and has fallen into a cyberpunk end because of an all-out war that has spread all over the world.

Heavy metal clouds loom over the world, ferocious mutated creatures spread all over the oceans and mountains, the universe is full of out-of-control armed satellites, humans are locked on the earth, Japan is basically isolated from the outside world due to the electromagnetic storm circle, and the ninjas who have mastered supernatural powers are hidden behind the scenes to rule the whole world."

"Sounds like a lot of confusion......

"Yes, all kinds of unbelievable ninjutsu are paired with surreal high-tech weapons, and even small tactical nuclear bombs have been made into conventional weapons, damn it, I still have time to go back......

Of course, it's a joke to run away or something, although he doesn't know much about it, but in fact, as a ninja killer's brainless fan, most of the ninja grandchildren of the general house may remember it clearly, and if it really starts a war, due to the asymmetry of information, his side will undoubtedly gain a huge advantage - in this case, if he doesn't fight, he will look down on himself!

"Forget it, don't talk about that, these sunglasses are still a little interesting, I want this."

Although Sun may also be unsightly of the strength of the underworld replicant, he has a vague guess about this prop, so he plans to buy it for an experiment - anyway, the price paid is some food picked up for nothing, and even if it fails, it will be used as a rich collection.

"Oh, Brother Meridian, you really have a vision, the underworld replicant, don't look at the attributes are not good, but you can be called an all-round brother, the summoning fee is quite cheap, not to mention, and you are loyal and can obey any order, if it weren't for the fact that the ammunition we grabbed here is almost exhausted, and he can't use his vehicle proficiency in this jungle, I am reluctant to take it out and exchange it."

Seeing that Lu Zhanyuan was about to blow such a two-star prop into the sky, Sun may have smiled coldly - I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Lu Zhanyuan, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who looks loyal and honest, actually has a lot of potential to be a profiteer, but, na, ive! With such a little ability, you still want to cheat Lao Tzu to spend more money? Let you see what is called the real tongue canteen golden lotus!

"You can't say that, Brother Lu, you know.......

After some friendly conversations, Sun may end up exchanging five large boxes of instant noodles, dozens of canned food, and a few snacks for the Sopranosaurus Clone sunglasses - in this apocalyptic early apocalypse, the price chaos is difficult to weigh and it is impossible to judge who loses and who makes the deal, but at least both sides feel satisfied.

"Eh, I'm hungry and can finally eat dinner........

Gan! Where's my sandwich! Love! Beautiful! Silk!"

In the blink of an eye, the half of the baguette that Sun may have left for himself is gone, and a thief with a little bread crumbs in the corner of his mouth - he turned his eyes to the side with a weak heart, not daring to look at Sun May, who was full of resentment and staring at this side.

"Is there anything I can do! I didn't expect this thing to be so delicious! Damn, is your world a paradise, why is the food so delicious.....

Seeing that Sun may be constantly approaching her side step by step and gritting her teeth, Alice couldn't continue to pretend not to see, so she had to reluctantly argue with a red face.

"I'll go, a sandwich will satisfy you like this, one day I really stir-fry a few dishes, then you won't burst your clothes and ascend to heaven.....

Although he didn't inquire in detail, Sun may have deduced from the few words of the past few days that Alice should be from a European country that is roughly the same as the Middle Ages, although there are dark creatures and magic.

In ancient times, there was a ghost cuisine, lacking fine ingredients, no variety of seasonings from all over the world, and the cooking techniques were even more crude and primitive, so it is no wonder that Alice was shocked by the instant food of modern society.

"Wait a minute, so you haven't eaten this food in the past few days, so how did you survive.....

Faced with Sun Maybe's question, Alice took out a small linen cloth bag from under the cloak and handed it to Sun Wei with an expressionless face.

"No, that's it, peel the main stem of the marsh konjac and expose it to drying, and then mix it with the juice of the firefly skull borer, the blood of the human-faced owl, the severed tail of the red-eyed devil lizard and the compound eyes of the ghost spider and boil it for a day and a night, even if it is left for a hundred years, it will not rot, just one bite can make people energetic all day long, and it is one of the must-bring items for demon hunters when they travel far away."

Inside the bag were slender and curved black dry goods, which felt as rough as old tree bark, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Sun may have always felt as if there were several grimaces made of black mist constantly circling in the cloth bag—he carefully broke off one and put it in his mouth and chewed it rattling.

"Well, it's a little bitter, a little fishy and astringent, and it's so hard, I feel like I'm gnawing on wood."

"Just a little?!"

Alice stared at Sun with a frightened look at the beast of the wilderness, and couldn't help but blurt out what she was thinking.

"You guy, you don't have a sense of taste, do you?"

Alice didn't expect to say anything, and Sun probably didn't have any intention of explaining more to her, so he bundled the cloth bag into his personal space without changing his face.

"Leave this thing to me, it's just enough to save months of food rations."