In another space, the ball of light hanging in the air flickered, and two figures silently appeared in the dense crowd.

Chen Jingmo pulled Bai Shuo's sleeve and stood behind him and sighed: "There are so many people. ”

"Of course, this is the largest public space, the trading market." Bai Shuo recalled the records mentioned in Uncle Xu's notes and said: "According to some people's statistics, there were almost 7,000 people here when there were the most people. ”

"It's really amazing, it looks like a cosplay exhibit ......" Chen Jingmo looked at the crowd of people dressed up from behind Bai Shuo with curiosity on his face, and sighed: "Look, there are also Sith warriors." ”

Not far from Bai Shuo, a black-clothed warrior wearing an iron helmet walked slowly in the crowd, his hands in his sleeves, and his lightsaber pinned to his waist, as if he was aware of other people's gaze, and slowly raised his head to look at Chen Jingmo.

An emotionless cold gaze came out from under the helmet, making Chen Jingmo suddenly feel a chill, and couldn't help but hide behind Bai Shuo's back, while Bai Shuo's body stabilized after trembling a little, nodded in the direction of the Sith warrior, and smiled.

The cold gaze slowly retracted, and the Sith warrior disappeared into the crowd.

Bai Shuo couldn't help but pat her head: "Don't look around, fortunately this is a safe area, and ...... What is that Sith warrior? ”

The first half of the sentence made Chen Jingmo nod obediently, and the second half of the sentence made her laugh.

"Okay, okay, I'm an old antique......" Bai Shuo helplessly pulled her to the front.

The huge space is divided into several areas, which are occupied by reincarnators in different fields, and the aisles are lined with various stalls, some of which are filled with all kinds of high-tech instruments and weapons, some of which are filled with bits and pieces of strange materials, and some are simply bottles of flesh and blood, which makes people want to stay away, and the stall owner behind the stall is an old man who seems to die in an instant, with withered skin and an ugly face, which makes people can't help but worry about whether he will die here.

Even the pedestrians were full of all kinds of strange shapes and costumes, strong men carrying hammers, warriors with waist swords, and even some creatures that did not look like people at all were walking slowly.

Chen Jingmo saw a tall man with only one eye on his face squatting in front of his stall, dressed in sloppy clothes, next to him a huge eye was suspended, dozens of tentacles grew from the root of the eyeball, holding different brands such as 'cheap', 'magic materials', 'various ores', 'welcome to buy' and so on......

The diminutive dwarf sat on top of the steel machine, slowly walking through the crowd, the magic patterns on the machine flashing, attracting attention.

More of course still normal humans, despite their attire...... Well, it's a little weird...... Indeed, as Chen Jingmo said, the most rare thing about a large-scale cosplay exhibition is that it is all true performances, which is unwatchable.

"But what are we looking for?" Chen Jingmo followed Bai Shuo through the chaotic aisles, passing by people in various costumes from time to time.

"Find a person mentioned in Uncle Xu's note, and pay attention to it: the sign of the 'Sect of the Mechanics'......" Bai Shuo's head kept turning, and all kinds of signboards kept flashing in his strange vision.

After passing through the force side trading area crowded with all kinds of muscular men, wearing magic robes, and the mysterious magic side area, the two of them walked into the steel forest.

Obviously, this area is dedicated to the scientific side of trading.

The various stalls sell with a sci-fi color, steel mecha for sale, strange equipment large and small, all kinds of firearms and weapons, and even military fortress-type portable capsules......

"Finally found it......" Bai Shuo slowly raised his head, looking at the punk sign in front of him, and wrote strange fonts in various languages on top of the virtual light and shadow formed by the broken gears and strange patterns: 'Cult of the Mechanicus Office'

"Is there any mechanism here?" Bai Shuo stood in front of the stall, but on this stall, there were no sophisticated instruments, only a large table and a sleepy old man in a suit flipping through the comics in his hand.

After Chen Jingmo glanced at it curiously, he was almost dazzled by the girl who was exposed, and lowered his head and stopped looking at the comic book in the old man's hand.

Bai Shuo slowly tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "May I ask if this is the office of the Mechanicus Cult?" ”

The old man in the suit slowly raised his head, so that Chen Jingmo couldn't help but snort softly, not daring to look at it again.

Judging from the face on the left, this person is only about thirty or forty years old, but on the right face, it is covered with all kinds of steel instruments, like robots, flashing red mechanical eyes slowly sweep over the two people, a mottled white hair makes him look unusually old, and his voice is mechanical and withered: "Yes." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head again and continued to enjoy the manga with his mechanical eyes of 100,000 frames per second.

"Pike Case, is this guy there?" Bai Shuo took out a card from the space left by Uncle Xu: "I was introduced by Chang Xu. ”

The mechanical geek raised his head again, and his neck was like a law bar that had not been oiled for a long time, making a clicking sound, making people worry that his neck would be twisted because of this, and the mechanical voice continued to come from the speakers under the suit: "I am, Chang Xu?" ”

"Forehead......" Bai Shuo patted Chen Jingmo's hand, signaling her not to be afraid, and said to the mechanical monster: "He...... He's dead. ”

"Oh." Pike, the mechanical geek, replied monotonously, waiting for Bai Shuo's next words.

"It's gone." Bai Shuo shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's what he said in his will. ”

"Oh." Parker nodded flatly, lowered his head and continued to read the comic in his hand: "I see." ”

"Well, excuse me." Bai Shuo nodded, pulling Chen Jingmo to leave, but was stopped by a sudden voice.

"This, take it away."

The hideous-looking mechanical geek Pike slowly raised his arm, opened the watch welded to the metal arm, and took out a huge iron box from his own space that was the height of Bai Shuo's shoulders and the thickness of a human waist, and the mechanical arm made a creaking sound, and the heavy iron box was forcibly lifted up, and then put it down on the table: "That rotten good guy made something last time." ”

"This is ......" Bai Shuo slowly stretched out his palm, covering the top of the iron box, and his palm felt the cold steel material.

"The full name is: Heavy Pair Armored Vehicle Individual Weapon M-8, Cold Weapon." The speaker under Parker's suit made a monotonous sound: "Abbreviated as 'Chariot Breaker', a custom-made ...... for a little cub named Ma Xiaohao"

"If I didn't see him this time, he must have died." 、

A high-pitched, jumbled sound came from the mechanical geek's chest, like a sneer.

After Bai Shuo was stunned for a moment, he didn't open the iron box, but with enough strength with his two hands, he barely lifted the heavy iron box a little bit, and it was difficult to put it into the space of the watch.

And the person in front of him, although it looks a little weird, but in Changxu's notes, he is one of the few people who can be trusted, and the other party has no grievances with him, and it is impossible to send a bomb to let him play, at most let the main god scan it a few times after going back.

Just a few simple carrying actions made him feel a little tired, and he had a slight estimate of the weight of the iron box in his heart.

Judging from his physical fitness tested last night, the weight of this iron box is at least about one and a half tons, and he really doesn't understand what is inside.

Although he could open it to see, he really didn't want to stay in the field of vision of Pike's weird mechanical eyes for a second longer, and the guy's eyes looked like they were going to take people apart and stuff them into all kinds of weird things, which made people can't help but feel a little scary.

I really don't understand how Chang Xuan can make friends with this kind of person.

"You can go." When Bai Shuo finished loading his things, Pike lowered his head, looked at the oral cartoon in his hand again, and stopped looking at him.

"Goodbye, then." Bai Shuo rubbed his somewhat tired wrist and said, pulling Chen Jingmo and leaving.

It wasn't until long after Bai Shuo had left that Pike let out a low cry filled with electronic noise, like a long sigh: "Another ...... is dead"