In any case, human beings are social animals, looking at the dense numbered people at the entrance of Paradise City, Hu Bin sighed slightly, knowing that this is Paradise City, and those who don't know think that they have come to the vegetable market. The main road leading to the city center is relatively clean, but the roads are lined with stalls of numbered people, and there is a constant stream of shouts and shouts of various countries, but in reality there are very few items of real value.

Paradise City, a world of rest and exchange between workers and workers officially established by the space official. It's not so much a plane as a large piece of space debris. The outer perimeter and initial space of Paradise City are as chaotic as they were at the beginning, while the interior space is based on the modern cityscape familiar to the numberers, and is composed of different functional buildings, which is large enough to accommodate millions of people at once.

Hu Bin has been here for a while, but he still doesn't fully understand the rules of the city, there are only a few rules of the city, the numberers can exit this world at any time, they can fight each other but they can't imprison and kill each other, although they can destroy the urban environment but they will be fined, and they can trade with each other in a safe way.

It can be said that Hu Bin can think of a detailed supplement to the loopholes, and finally he admits that this paradise city is indeed very safe for those who come here. It's no wonder that if it weren't for the numberers to communicate with each other without any worries, how could space create this city, and wouldn't it be more convenient to exile them to the mission world.

Hustle and bustle, indulgence, and freedom make up Hu Bin's feelings about the numbered people in the city. There are many functional buildings in the city center, but perhaps because the space has just established this world, most of the functions seem to be not opened, and it is estimated that the space is still improving the city, but the most important auction platform can already operate.

But now the auction platform is not working at all, not only because of the space, but also because the numberers also have a sense of distrust of the new city, after all, everything is so strange, and no one will easily put their hard-earned items on the trading platform.

Hu Bin lost interest after visiting the trading floor, the items on it were either too expensive or useless, and perhaps this method of public trading would not have much effect until the price standards were unified by the numberers. The kind of situation where you can buy the best treasures at a low price basically does not exist, and the numberers at this stage generally do not take out good things to share information with others, and it is already very prudent not to mark the garbage with a diamond price.

All in all, the numberers took out the most primitive trading methods, which require a certain amount of luck, can be face-to-face bargaining and you and I want to trade methods have become the mainstream now, most of the numberers will take out their own things that they don't use, hoping to exchange for some practical benefits, after all, for the numberers, gold coins are never enough.

But in general, the desire of the numberers to sell and buy is not very strong, in the case of everyone half a catty, there is also an item that will determine the fate of the future, and no one wants to take out their hole cards for gold coins.

After spending the whole day wandering around the neighborhoods, browsing the stalls set up by the numberers, and seeing the garbage and useless goods, Hu Bin finally concluded that he was wasting his time.

At the door of the Angel Bar, Hu Bin looked at the numbered people with different expressions in the bar with a black line, the brother over there was wearing armor on his upper body, jeans on his lower body, and a man in sportswear was sitting next to him. The clothes of the other numberers are not strange, because there are more outrageous and inappropriate clothes around, such as lewd men in suits and leather shoes, Tu Feiyuan in suspender stockings, topless brothers, and even women's perverts and possible pseudo-mothers. But these numberers have one characteristic, that is, they are very imposing, which is the conclusion that Hu Bin came to after seeing the heavily armed strong man in front of him thrown out of the window by the middle school girl sitting at the table next to the door.

"Hey, Reed, here." Seeing Hu Bin appear at the door of the bar, someone hurriedly greeted him.

Hu Bin felt that there was silence in the bar, and most of the people present swept their eyes over, and the energy in their bodies was slightly activated, and the speed of the air flow around their bodies was accelerated a little, and then everyone looked away and continued to look at each other. Although Hu Bin was not afraid of these people, he was still a little nervous when he was watched by so many people, and he was sure that there were definitely many guys who had mastered energy combat skills among these people.

Coming to the table of the person who greeted him, Hu Bin unceremoniously occupied a chair and said to the person opposite: "I said Howard, how do you recognize me?" ”

Except for Howard, it is estimated that no one will take the initiative to greet Hu Bin here, because he originally asked Hu Bin to meet here. In the mission world, the appearance of the numbered person has been modified, and in Paradise City, the original appearance of the numbered person will be restored, and the numbered person who tries to hide his identity can only use masks.

"I won't be wrong with your long ears anywhere." The person who spoke was a slightly older mixed-race youth, and when he heard this, Hu Bin confirmed that this person was Howard.

Hu Bin, who has a half-elf bloodline, has some racial characteristics that cannot be concealed even in the mission world, which can be regarded as a gain and a loss.

Angel Bar, located in the upscale entertainment district north of Paradise City, costs 100 gold coins to enter. However, adhering to the quality assurance of the space, the service here is definitely worth the price here. The first numberers to arrive discovered it, and in a short time the elegant bar became a hot spot, with some numberers even fighting for a seat. Gradually, this area has become an area that can only be entered by powerful numberers, and some high-grade private transactions will also be carried out here, after all, strength is the prerequisite for obtaining good things in the mission world.

As many numbered people opened their stalls, the atmosphere in the bar began to heat up, and Hu Bin found that there were already many people waiting there around Howard, needless to say, they must have come for a refreshing potion.

"Why, why don't you go for a walk with me first, there are a lot of good things here, and the numberers who came out of our warband world have sent a stroke, and you will see a lot of familiar faces here." Howard said as he stood up to leave, unoblivious to the disappointed looks around him.

"Oh? Then I'm going to open my eyes, I've seen enough of the garbage outside. ”

"Remember where you are seated, and if you don't open your eyes to occupy your seat, you will beat his mother." Howard reminded very knowingly.

"That's not how you got your seat, was it?"

Howard smiled slightly, but did not answer.

After turning around, Hu Bin had an extra bottle of transparent potion in his hand, which was said to be the holy water that the seller stole from the church in the last mission, because the effect of the diluted was not significant, Hu Bin asked for a long time about the condensed version of the holy water, and the numberer did not let go. The sword spirit of the holy sword liked this bottle of holy water very much, so when Hu Bin passed by the stall, he reminded that the arm guard not only lamented the difficulty of serving high-level equipment, but the giant Ente was already picky enough, but he didn't expect that the light spirit in the holy sword actually wanted to take a bath with this bottle of precious holy water.

For the sake of the favorability and fit of the sword spirit, Hu Bin had to be slaughtered by others, lost the courage to continue shopping, and ordered a drink at the bar at Howard's suggestion.

The drinks in the Angel Bar all have special effects, such as replenishing energy and health, and even replenishing divine power, but they will become ordinary drinks after being taken out of Heaven City. These effects are intended for violent elements who are dueling each other. Because the numbered people in Paradise City will also consume energy and blood when they attack each other, when the blood volume is at the bottom, although the numbered person cannot die, but he cannot recover his blood naturally, and he cannot be attacked and attacked by others, if he wants to recover, he must use other recovery methods, and now that the healing profession is scarce, relatively cheap alcohol has become the first choice.

Hu Bin tasted the taste of the drink in the cup and gave a thumbs up. He admired the skill of the means of recovering gold coins in space, which numbered person had never cut blood before, with their violent temper, once they fought, they would be bloody. That is, the numberers are still waiting and watching at this stage, and they don't want to be too arrogant, and as for the future, the business here will not be profitable.

Returning to his seat, Howard seemed very disappointed that no one was occupying the seat and provoking, Hu Bin rolled his eyes, and took advantage of the crowd to spread what he wanted to sell on the seat.