Beautiful scenery is certainly pleasing to the eye, but the monotonous scenery that lacks variety inevitably leads to aesthetic fatigue. After a long hour www.biquge.info-long journey, Zhang Chen had lost interest in the boring scenery around him.

With the sound of whirring wind in his ears and the faint pain of his arm injury, the only thing Zhang Chen wanted to do now was to find a clean room and sleep comfortably.

"I hope there's a place for people to sleep in the Asian newcomer area." He prayed silently in his heart, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he skimmed to the desert area on both sides of the road, and there seemed to be a shadow of someone faintly flashing by. It was so fast that he didn't see it clearly.

Is it an illusion, in such a deserted place? Zhang Chen was thinking about it, and he heard the voice of the 'source' intelligence in front of him:

"There is a rest area in front, I need to recharge, please wait for a while."

Sure enough, you really need to replenish your energy, Zhang Chen thought to himself. Originally, he was still thinking about how such a small intelligent robot could fly so fast, of course, since he came to the elevator world, after seeing so many ridiculous and grotesque things, even if he put a flying machine with zero energy consumption in front of him, he would not feel strange.

The two floating spirits drove side by side, Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Boyuan and Liu Weiqiang sitting on the other car, they seemed to be arguing over something, and smiled slightly. The expressions of the two of them are not serious, and they are probably some innocuous little topics.....

For some reason, seeing their way of quarreling, Zhang Chen always thinks of the scenes where students in high school laughed at each other because of their hairstyles and dresses...... He burst out laughing, when had he become so nostalgic.

"Na, Brother Zhang Chen, look!" There was a slightly surprised cry from behind Xinyan. Zhang Chen followed Xinyan's voice and looked at the sky, and couldn't help but be taken aback. A grotesque large, two-meter-long bird was hovering low at a distance from them, sometimes swooping and singing, sometimes spreading its wings and gliding.

"It's nice to be a bird!" Xinyan's voice dimmed, and she suddenly stopped talking. The little hand holding Zhang Chen kept clenching and loosening, leaving several eye-catching scratches on the former's tattered shirt.

When the floating spirit was about to arrive at the transfer station, 'Yuan' left Zhang Chen and his party to replenish energy. Looking into the distance, a simple town with western characteristics not far away comes into view, and the road on the ground is full of all kinds of floating spirits, forming a long queue.

"Is it really okay to stop here like this?" Seeing that Zhang Chen parked the floating spirit behind another floating spirit without any safety guarantee, Xin Yan asked with some concern.

"Miss Anla, this thing is certified with a spirit ring, and a ring that is not my own cannot activate it. Let's go, Zhang Chen, come with me for a walk, don't look at the small scale here, there is everything inside, look at what your clothes are torn......" Zhao Boyuan smiled and put his arm on the former's shoulder, and said with a big grin. The two of them walked together to the hanging plaque with the words 'Service Town' written on it.

"And ..... medicine for bruises." Xinyan blushed slightly and cautiously followed.

"Everything? Could it be the kind of ....... that you mean, hey, I'll go, your mother blew up, how can you leave the fat man me in such an interesting place. Little two, the flower girl! Liu Weiqiang's eyes were like breathing fire, and he twisted his daunting waist and followed up.

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The four of them came to the main gate of the town, and through the crowded flow of people, Zhang Chen had a rough image of this bazaar-like town: all kinds of food and clothing were placed outside the two-story bungalows, young people in fancy clothes were strolling leisurely, and occasionally, there would be one or two untimely screams from the crowd, and garbage and cigarette butts were thrown everywhere......

"Why are all the people here like this, Brother Zhang Chen, you see, how pitiful that old woman is, those young people next to her are too much!" An angry voice came from beside her.

At first glance, Zhang Chen couldn't help but get angry. Four young men with handy nose rings, pierced ears, and dyed green hair punched and kicked an elderly man. From this angle, one could only see the old man's rickety body trembling slightly under his coarse linen clothes, as if he was making a helpless resistance.

In broad daylight, no one from the passers-by stood up to help, and everyone just stepped forward, took a few glances with the mentality of watching the excitement and left indifferently.

Seeing this scene happening, the young and vigorous Zhang Chen couldn't bear it, rolled up his sleeves and planned to step forward to theorize.

"Why are you going?"

Zhao Boyuan grabbed his arm from behind.

"What? Why do you say, you can bear this kind of thing? I can't anyway. Zhang Chen shook his head decisively, and pulled his arm hard. Having seen too much chilling life, he doesn't want to or want to be those pathetic passers-by anymore.

"Do you think you really understand the situation? Don't be stupid, the old lady practices Tai Chi, those are just sparring partners! ”

Zhang Chen just wanted to refute Zhao Boyuan's words, but saw the old man who should have been sympathized with suddenly jumped up from the ground, where did his body look like a seventy or eighty-year-old person, every movement of his body seemed to be flowing water, and his originally rickety figure was also straight at this moment, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was both rigid and soft, and in the blink of an eye, he cleaned up several young people opposite.

Zhang Chen Xinyan and the two of them were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect that this old man, who was still regarded as a vulnerable group just now, turned out to be an authentic practitioner, and the strength of the two sides was not at all on the same order of magnitude.

"Good!"

The last young man fell to the ground, and many onlookers erupted in loud cheers. Zhao Boyuan turned around and whistled at them in victory.

After a small episode, the four of them went to a well-known local clothing store under the leadership of Zhao Boyuan to buy clothes.

Zhang Chen, as the captain, should be the first to come out of the fitting room. An aqua blue slimming shirt with dark jeans looks mature and stable.

"I didn't expect Brother Zhang Chen to be so manly!" Xinyan laughed, and the former was a little crying and laughing.

"Hey, youth is capital!" Zhao Boyuan looked at Zhang Chen, who was dressed in a strong suit, as if he saw himself when he was young, and fell into the painful memories of the passage of time.......

As for Liu Weiqiang, he is naturally not interested in clothes and other things outside his body, after everyone agreed on a time to gather, this kid walked away, probably going straight to an entertainment venue in the town, well, it should be at the most critical moment now!

Xinyan is the second to choose clothes, this cheerful girl in the best years of a woman's life wears a one-piece denim jacket, a pair of fair and toned long legs are fully exposed under the sight of the two, and a wild beauty emanating from the inside out makes the eyes of many male compatriots around widen.

"How?" Xin Yan smiled slightly, like a jumping elf came to Zhang Chen and the others, and turned back and forth, her long black hair exuding a seductive arc, matched with a naturally beautiful plain face.......

"Perfect!" This is a word that Zhang Chen came up with after searching his intestines and scraping his stomach for a long time.

"Hehe...... the corners of Xinyan's mouth opened a charming arc, revealing a pair of cute little dimples.

"It's your turn, Brother Boyuan, it's time for your image as a takeaway uncle to change." Zhang Chen suddenly turned to Zhao Boyuan, who was sitting on the side, and said a pun.

"I'm ......" Zhao Boyuan hesitated for a while, scratching his head a little embarrassed, "I won't change it, I've been wearing it since I came here, and I'm used to it." Well, don't change ......."

Xinyan on the side originally wanted to persuade him, but this guy was stubbornly exaggerated in some things, and he refused to change anything, and she couldn't do anything about it.

Zhang Chen nodded. Xinyan didn't know about Zhao Boyuan yet, if it was from the first day he arrived here, it must have been a long time. Perhaps, everyone has an obsession in their hearts that only they know, although they seem irrational or even incomprehensible to others, but the things they insist on must have their reasons for existence.

And Zhao Boyuan's obsession, from the moment Zhang Chen forgave him, seemed to have been revealed.

So, he was silent, waiting, looking forward to that day. Just as Zhao Boyuan trusts him unconditionally, he believes in the bold, generous, and righteous man he knows.

After that, things became simple and crude, all the clothes purchased, only need the buyer to put the spirit ring in his hand in the store at a special instrument to deduct the corresponding number of blood weapons, according to Zhang Chen, the Asian newcomer area of the blood capital is the same as here, everything is purchased with blood weapons.

The blood weapon, just like the currency of this world, but at the same time bears the function of protecting the owner, it is the dream of every newcomer here who wants to go further, it represents power, represents strength, represents everything!

It is worth noting that during the purchase process, Zhang Chen noticed a new currency unit mentioned in the virtual transaction image above the spirit ring, and the amount he spent this time was a total of 300 blood shedding. Afterwards, he made a rough estimate that the 300 blood removal devices were less than one-third of a blood device.

In other words, in order to facilitate small-scale transactions, the city uses a more tiny unit of measurement such as 'detox', where 1000 detached is approximately equal to the number of complete blood vessels.

The three of them left the clothing store, and they were not much different from the appointed time, and the dead fat man who had been threatening to arrive early since before they parted did not even show a figure, and a few rare clouds drifted in the sky, and it seemed that it was approaching evening.

"This fat man, I know that he can't be trusted! Damn, died on the kang? Five minutes later, Zhao Boyuan, who looked disdainful, scolded fiercely.

Just when Zhang Chen and the three of them were a little at a loss, a familiar but unusually weak voice came into the ears of the three of them through Zhang Chen's spirit ring, two very short and urgent words:

"Help me!"