James stole several suspected missing citizenship cards and booked a room in a regular hotel. The current real-name verification www.biquge.info is still very strict, and almost all fingerprint verification is required, but this is a trivial matter for James.

James complained in the hotel that the luxury suite of 3888 was not good, and he had to live in this small hotel for a few hundred dollars. At the same time, he took out the note and card that Louise had given.

It was a palm-sized piece of white paper, torn haphazardly from a notebook. The card is a global bank card that was only issued this year. James knew there was something wrong with the blank paper.

James sniffed it and said contemptuously: "It's dilute sulfuric acid, a piece of cake." ”

James then handed the note to Kyle, who took it and lightly burned the note with a lighter. Immediately, black handwriting appeared.

"I know this, the paper is written in advance with dilute sulfuric acid and dried. If heated, the area where the handwriting has been written with dilute sulfuric acid will turn black, taking advantage of the dehydration of dilute sulfuric acid. "James knows the truth behind this blank slate.

"Heh, that's the most basic knowledge structure." James once again despised Yi San, the man who came over two hundred years ago.

"It's a string of code, James, what do you mean?" Kyle said, looking at the handwriting on the white paper.

James took the note, knew at a glance that it was a communication stack, and took out the computer and entered the communication plank according to the code string.

"1000, 1001." James sent the binary code. It means "hi", the h is the eighth letter, and the i is the ninth.

There was an immediate response to James.

It's someone from his base.

The base gives a brief account of the outcome of the sneak attack, and praises Kyle for his courage and fearlessness. And they also told James about the assassination of Commander Lee. At the same time, it is said that the remnants of the enemy mothership are pouring into the underground city, and there are five generals carrying this large amount of scientific and technological achievements waiting for the call of the Martian base, and there may be three Juloba stone disks. Among them, the key technology of the Mecha Warrior is still in their hands. So the next task is to find these people and snatch scientific and technological achievements, the sooner the better, preferably before their mothership group reaches Earth.

"Looks like there's something to do next." Kyle said when he saw this.

"However, the headquarters said that this is a secret mission, and it is still a little unclear who we are now, but there are people at the top of our side who have come forward to resolutely defend us, so we will not be hunted down by our own people for the time being, but we will not be helped. Inside the bank card is a million enabling funds, now that this task has taken effect, everything has to be done by ourselves, and someone will naturally contact us after getting the scientific and technological achievements. James said, translating the code.

"It should be Professor Stantu." Yi San felt that Professor Stantu was defending them.

"This million enabled fund is too picky." James said, holding his bank card.

"The password is six zeros. This communication stack has been destroyed. James said as he looked at the last sentence on the screen.

Eventually, all of their conversations turned into pure data streams that were drowned out by the vast expanse of online data.

"Now we have a lot of things to do, everyone have a good rest tonight, and we will go to the sunny beach tomorrow to sunbathe." Kyle said to James.

After Kyle made a call to Wang Xiaoming and still didn't connect, he turned off his phone. Lie down in bed and fall asleep.

If you count the physical time, it's two or three o'clock in the morning. Except for Yi San's biological clock, the rest of the people easily fell asleep.

It was difficult for Yi San to fall asleep after the point of sleep, so he got up and lay at the head of the bed, holding a notebook to remember some things, without turning on the lights, only the faint orange-yellow bedside lamp was slightly on, which was enough for Yi San to write down things, because he used the fast recording method.

How unreal everything I have experienced in the past month or so has been, like a dream. I kept asking in my heart: Grandpa, grandpa, tell me, what secrets are you hiding, good or bad. Did I come here by coincidence, or did you do it on purpose?

However, all that answered him was the moths flying in the lights and the flickering neon lights outside the hotel.

At this time, in some abandoned buildings in the dungeon, there was a lot of noise. A fight based on the plot of the 21st-century movie "Fight Club" is in full swing.

There are a variety of people gathered here, ranging from white-collar workers to building workers; There are gangsters who have nothing to do, and there are courier guys who run around the city.

Most of them gather together because of the pressure of life and rely on this fight to vent their stress. Fight Club's most famous eight rules go something like this.

First, there can be no mention of fight clubs.

Second, there is still no mention of fight clubs.

Third, as long as someone shouts to stop, the limbs are injured, and they are about to die of exhaustion, the fight will stop.

Fourth, only 2 people can play at a time.

Fifth, one at a time.

Sixth, take off your shirt and shoes and beat.

Seventh, there is no time limit for fighting.

The eighth, the last one, the first time you come to the fight club, you must fight.

Because of these eight rules, it is not easy to find a fight club, and these locations are often changed and not fixed. The gathering time is very short, usually from midnight to early morning, and then disperses, and they do their own business.

The two men now in the fight are a stout black man and a short, yellow-skinned guy.

The big black man wears a brown T-shirt with a curled collar due to multiple dehydrations, and some white wall powder on his curly hair. The yellow-skinned guy was dressed in tattered clothes, and the smell was unpleasant, but his skin was indeed a rare bronzer among vagabonds.

Because the current situation is that only the rich will be tanned, and the poor will have the same white skin color as their wallets.

This also verifies the correctness of Darwin's theory of natural selection. There is no sunlight in the underground city all year round, and only the wealthy can enjoy ultraviolet radiation without worry, because the cancer problem has been solved. However, the cost is unaffordable for ordinary people, so they will not try to enjoy ultraviolet light bathing, which can cause cancer.

"Boy, what are you doing. I'm a wallsmith, you can come to me if your wall is broken. The big man took off his clothes and threw him on the ground, but said to the yellow-skinned guy in a friendly tone.

There was cheering all around.

They're just here to vent their stress, not a life-and-death duel.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a bum, I'm home, the whole earth is my home, if you want to brush it, you can go to the ground and paint the earth back to green." The yellow-skinned guy also said kindly.

Cheers came and went.

This voice is very familiar, yes, it is Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming came here to find someone, a relative of his deceased comrade-in-arms, who had mentioned the fight club to him, and who also happened to have grown up in Australian City.

Wang Xiaoming wanted to personally hand over some things to him, which was entrusted to him by that comrade-in-arms on his deathbed. Wang Xiaoming had long thought that there was no chance to hand it over to him, but he always carried it with him. When I came to Australia City today, I remembered it again, so I came to find the fight club and joined the fight.

Because the last rule is that you have to fight the first time.

"You're welcome." The black man said with a smile.

"I'm looking for someone to loosen my muscles, come on." Wang Xiaoming didn't care.

The atmosphere was warm, urging them to start quickly.

The black man did not hesitate to punch Wang Xiaoming in the face, Wang Xiaoming did not dodge, and punched Wang Xiaoming with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Dude, it's okay." The black man said with concern.

"Haha, go on." Wang Xiaoming laughed, he has been under a lot of pressure recently, and he wants to find a way to vent.

The scene was full of shouts.

Ten minutes later, both men fell to the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, gasping for air. At the end of the battle, the black man pulled up Wang Xiaoming, who was lying on the ground, gave Wang Xiaoming a bear hug, and said happily: "Thank you, buddy." ”

Wang Xiaoming also smiled and said thank you.

Then came the next battle.

For soldiers who graduated from the most famous military schools with excellent hand-to-hand combat results, Wang Xiaoming did not exert any strength, and relied on being beaten to vent, but from time to time angrily punched back to release his inner pressure.

Wang Xiaoming doesn't know why, many of the new arrivals today are well-trained soldiers, Wang Xiaoming knows at a glance, and they also know that Wang Xiaoming is a soldier.

Wang Xiaoming wiped his nosebleed and asked the big black man who was also watching the battle just now: "Big brother, I want to ask you about someone." ”

The black man seemed to blend into the atmosphere at that time, and said to Wang Xiaoming: "You wait and talk, wait and talk, watch this scene first." ”

Wang Xiaoming smiled, stood next to him, looked at the two people in the field, and the fight was inseparable.