Waiting in line in a regular manner for his turn to use the automatic login machine, the bald official generously turned his head and asked Zhang Longchu, who was following closely beside him, "What is the name of the village where you were born, and what is your name?" ”

"Pudi Village, my name is Zhang Longchu, sir." Malaysian population accounts for 30% of the Chinese, and the surname Zhang is the largest surname among the Chinese, so no one would have thought that Zhang Longchu, who fell to Kalimantan Island because of the plane crash, unabashedly reported his name.

"Sabah State, Jisi City, Pudi Village...", used the identity card in his pocket to enter the management interface of the automatic login machine, and the bald official muttered quietly After entering the identity information fabricated by Zhang Longchu based on the facts, he didn't know what loopholes passed, and quickly took out a beautifully made card with an unusually complicated stripe code printed in the middle from the paper outlet.

Changing hands and handing the card into Zhang Longchu's hand, he deliberately said loudly with a straight face: "Young man, I will register you as a plane mercenary based on the temporary certificate of the local police station you provided, but remember that this is only temporary, and you must come to me for official identity registration immediately after you finish reapplying for your passport, understand?" ”

"Yes, yes," Zhang Longchu, who had obtained his legal status as he wished, held the pass he had obtained with his net worth of RM5,000 in the palm of his hand, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and nodded again and again, "Thank you, thank you for your accommodation, sir." He turned around and walked briskly out of the hall of the Kalimantan Dimensional Development Center.

Back on the streets of Kuching North, he hired a taxi with what little change he had left and rushed to the bus station, where he showed his freshly issued Alien Pass to a bucktooth security guard in the waiting hall who was always looking at the passengers with scrutiny. I boarded the bus for free to the supply station near 'Osadine'.

Unlike the special custom-built buses of the all-metre grey bat transport company, Kuching City has direct access to the Frontier of the Alien Plane. Not only is it so simple that it is no different from ordinary buses, but the carriage that can only carry 150 people is overloaded with more than 60 people. Most of the passengers were so crowded that they couldn't even stretch out.

Staying in such a harsh environment, driven by two drivers in turn, 24 hours without stopping, two days and two nights, completing the whole journey of 2,300 kilometers, the exhausted passengers finally arrived at the first supply station outside the Ossadine plane.

Although they had nine other supply stations to choose from according to the regulations, at least seventy percent of the young passengers, including Zhang Longchu, had no desire to continue riding at all, and they ended their journeys directly at this supply station called 'Dust Gold'.

The Ectopic Supply Depot on Kalimantan Island is named after the 'Supply Depot'. In fact, it is a fairly large city, with all kinds of entertainment, business, accommodation and even financial areas, and what is even more bizarre is that it also has its own radio and television station, which broadcasts the most stress-relieving erotic and violent films all day long, and there are all kinds of recruitment advertisements.

Zhang Longchu, who was almost penniless, naturally had no intention of gaining an in-depth understanding of the difference between the heterotopic supply depot of a weak country in Southeast Asia and the frontier city of the United States, which was extremely powerful.

As the flow of people flowed on the bus, when most of the passengers were still staring at each other with wide eyes and curious eyes, he had directly blocked a middle-aged man who looked the most kind on the road, and asked in the local dialect: "Uncle." Excuse me, where can I get my free supply kit? ”

"Ah, young man, you're here for the first time, aren't you?" The middle-aged man did not answer Zhang Longchu's question. Instead, he looked him up and down a few times and asked.

"This is the first time I've come to this supply station," Zhang Longchu replied alertly, "I've been in other supply depots before, but unfortunately I didn't get the badge." Isn't this a part-time job to earn some money and come to 'dust gold' to try your luck? ”

"Hey, I'm bold at a young age." Hearing such an answer, the middle-aged man said in surprise. After that, he didn't talk nonsense, and told Zhang Longchu the location of the free supply package.

The free supply packages are ostensibly funded by governments in Southeast Asia. The most basic material support provided for the newborn plane mercenaries when they go on an expedition to the different planes is a kind of virtue and politics, but in fact, the wool comes from the sheep, and the value of the supply package is actually less than one-third of the initial registration fee for those new plane mercenaries.

Compared with Zhang Longchu's first plane exploration in the United States, he got the right to use it for free and almost did not need compensation for damage, which can not only fight, but also act as a mobile warehouse, which can not be compared at all.

10 high-calorie food bars, two bottles of fresh water and a box of tablets to disinfect natural water, a thick blanket with a rough feel, an ordinary high-powered telescope and a booklet with "Ossadin Plane Guide" written on it, after receiving a two-foot-square supply bag in the hall on the first floor of the government office of the gold dust supply station, Zhang Longchu opened it and looked at it, and sighed with a wry smile.

Then he took out the Guide and looked at it as he walked out the door.

The inter-dimensional exploration on Kalimantan Island is completely different from the standardized management of the plane exploration on Millican, although there are also bounty tasks here, but it is not open to ordinary plane mercenaries, such as Zhang Longchu, a newly registered plane mercenary, if they can't join a prestigious plane mercenary group or security company with their strength, most of them can only apply for some heterotopic labor jobs.

That is to say, in the United States, the plane mercenaries are completely different from the plane miners, lumberjacks, and all kinds of mechanical operation technicians, which are completely the same profession in Southeast Asian countries, which makes Zhang Longchu frown.

With so many secrets in his pocket, he didn't have the slightest idea of devoting himself to a large mercenary group or a dimensional security company, and naturally he had no interest in going to the Ossadin side to mine gold and cut down precious wood that the earth did not have to earn RM6,000 a month, and a salary of three weeks of paid rest every three months.

Finally, when he turned to the last dozen pages of the "Guide to the Osatin Plane", Zhang Longchu quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Southeast Asian governments had offered a bounty of RM15,000 for the skull of each Osadine person, and also bought those valuables that had a great aesthetic taste in the Osadine plane.

Closing the Guide, he thought to himself, "I really didn't expect that these politicians in Southeast Asian countries would follow the example of the old era hundreds of years ago, and the old method of European colonizers to buy the skins of Native Americans is also cruel and too naked, and it will definitely cause widespread moral controversy in Millican."

However, from the fact that only 3 Osatine skulls can be handed over, not only will you receive a bonus of RM45,000, but also meet the basic requirements of replacing the temporary pass card with a plane mercenary badge, which is worth a year of hard physical labor in the Terraplane, it seems that these policies are cruel or not, it is a good thing for me anyway.

Now the top priority is to earn some money to maintain a living, and then slowly add those tools to assist in exploration, and if you are stronger, you can register a plane development company...", and unconsciously, he walked to the north gate of the placer gold supply station, which was surrounded by a thick cement wall more than ten meters high.

Outside the door are mountains with an inclination angle of about 70 degrees, and the people who walk out of the gate almost non-stop at this time can probably be divided into two types, one is the calm and experienced senior plane mercenaries, they look the most down, and they also have a mechanical dog by their side;

Those with abundant funds directly drove special mountain bikes with wheels higher than people, and some even drove powerful war machines that imitated spiders, with stomachs equivalent to cockpits and turrets, and 8 slender metal tools used as tools for leg climbing.

The other is a nervous straight licking lip, a decent one equipped with a second-hand spear and combat uniform, and the poor one is a new mercenary with a machete pinned directly to his waist and a free supply pack on his back.

Most of them pretended to be unintentional while walking, but in fact, it was very obvious that they kept peeking at the senior seniors, as if they were fantasizing about the invitation and help of the heroes.

Zhang Longchu, who was mixed in with the new mercenaries, naturally would not do such a boring move, he kept climbing upwards with his head stuffy, and after a while, sweat slid down his face.

The highest peak of Mount Kinabalu is more than 4,000 meters, and although the remaining peaks of the mountain range are not so exaggerated, they are at least two or three thousand meters high, even if they are athletes who climb the mountain for more than ten hours, it is impossible to reach the top, not to mention that climbing to the top is not the destination, and you have to go down from the other side to enter the heterotopic plane.

On the hill where there were hardly any artificially dredged paths, only the vast majority of trees were cut down, wild beasts were dispersed, and concrete bunkers were built to garrison soldiers, from noon to evening, the exhausted Zhang Longchu looked up at the peak, which still seemed out of reach;

Looking at the mercenary companions who had long been scattered into scattered sand, a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "What a hell, what kind of country is this, people organize plane development, you also organize plane development, and people will send it to the development base hundreds of kilometers deep into the heterotopic plane for free;

As for you, you don't even have a development base, so it's funny that you can start climbing mountains and advance into the heterotopic plane from the frontier zone..."

After scolding for a while, after venting the anger in his chest, he directly found a slightly calmer mountain and sat down, took out an energy bar that tasted like a paste with salt from the supply bag behind his back, frowned and sucked it up, drank a few sips of water, stood up and continued to walk towards the peak.

In this way, he climbed from evening to late at night, Zhang Longchu, who couldn't support it, wrapped himself in a blanket, rested half-asleep on the mountain for a few hours, continued to go on the road at dawn the next day, and finally climbed to the top in the afternoon.

After that, he cautiously descended from the other side of the misty peak, and before he knew it, he felt that the warm wind peculiar to the subtropical island around him during the day gradually disappeared, and the temperature around him slowly dropped. (To be continued.) )

PS: Yesterday's second update was written after more than 11 o'clock at night.,The result was disconnected.,I tried it this morning and finally was able to send ~00~.

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