The rain fell completely, drifting in the neon night of Tokyo, since the 'immortals' soared, the whole world has always been rainy, Li Xingyuan felt in his pocket, wanted to smoke another cigarette, but remembered that his cigarette had been burned out in the fire with that person.

A red ponytail girl in a black trench coat was happily smiling ramen beside him, and now there were only two of them in the ramen restaurant where there were not many people in the past, and the old-fashioned chain ramen stall robot boss was standing behind the counter in a daze, but judging by the frequency of its optometry flickering, it was probably practiced in the virtual network.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon the sewer that had been built before the big break was filled, and the smell of the sewer came out, turning into a greasy and dirty water stain floating next to the sewer, but because the smell of this place was not much better than it is now, Li Xingyuan had nothing to complain about.

"Huh."

The girl with the double ponytail picked up the bowl, drank all the noodle soup that the last bit of soy sauce was synthesized into pork bones, fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead, she sighed with satisfaction, wiped the beads of sweat with her sleeve, and then burped again and looked at Li Xingyuan.

"An anti-monk sniper rifle plus 7 rounds of ammunition, a black knife to break the law, a helicopter evacuation and fixed-point blasting service, 25w credits in Chenghui, boss cash or transfer?"

"It's been hit to your company's account."

Li Xingyuan looked at the alley in the distance, where a room with a dark light was the place he called home after crossing into this world.

"The boss is atmospheric, and the boss is rich." The double ponytail girl's smiling eyes narrowed: "Next time there is such a murder and arson, continue to find our Iron Raven Security Company, and mention my Simona's name to give you a ninety-nine discount." ”

"If I place an order, you may not dare to take it."

"What's not to dare to take?" Simona stood up, picked up the sheath knife that was longer than her head, and gently picked up the bag at her feet, the black bag hung on the tail of the long sheath inlaid with chrysanthemum gold edges, and the girl carried the knife, and said nonchalantly: "The iron crow is fearless." ”

"And how much does it cost to burn the city to ashes?"

Simona was stunned.

An explosion sounded, and a flash of fire flashed in the room where Li Xingyuan was staring, and billowing smoke rose and rushed into the sky.

Presumably, now, everything that can represent Takahashi Ichiro's identity should have been burned.

All sorts of alarm devices rang out in the streets, flames rolled and licked the entire building, and the apartment building, which had been no longer stable, was crumbling, and from time to time someone rushed out of the apartment.

Simona touched her chin and laughed.

"Ten billion, how about it, it's quite reasonable, right?"

Li Xingyuan nodded.

Quite reasonable.

"Then boss, you're going to work hard to make money." Simona walked to the side of the roadside motorcycle, the exaggerated and sparkling, full of metal edges and inscriptions, proved that this was not an ordinary motorcycle, but a 'magic weapon', which did not fit in with the gray style around it: "The yen has depreciated sharply recently, and after a while, I will need to add more money." ”

Simona laughed and galloped away, and Li Xingyuan shook his head and looked at the robot boss of the ramen restaurant.

"Boss, I'm going to use the safe house."

The flickering light in the robot boss's sight went out, and it turned its head to look at Li Xingyuan.

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Wu's ramen's mobile ramen stall closes its doors and travels through the neon-lit night.

Li Xingyuan sat in the tube-shaped cart-like mobile ramen restaurant, where there was no surveillance, only the smell of pork bone broth mixed with soy sauce, and there was a small bed to lie on when packed, 5,000 yen a night, which was affordable.

Because it is well known that only robot employees are in charge of the mobile stalls, no police officers will check the inside of the ramen stalls, and only a few people know that this place can be used as a safe house, so if you don't dislike the smell of Japanese soy sauce ramen, you can avoid a lot of trouble here.

It's just that Wu's ramen only guarantees one person a day a year, and after a day, even if he is slaughtered the moment he steps out of the ramen stall, it is also providential and has nothing to do with the noodle stall.

Those who can get out of the noodle stall have to bear a little bit of the noodle stall. And what the noodle stall really wants is such a little affection.

Those who will get into big trouble may also be greatly edified.

Li Xingyuan looked at the night view of Tokyo outside the one-way glass, and killed the eldest son of the Hasegawa family today, and the Hasegawa family would definitely trouble him.

It's not that he's afraid of trouble, even if the Hasegawa family doesn't look for him, he will find them sooner or later.

But what he needs right now is to become stronger.

Li Xingyuan closed his eyes and began to settle down.

Although there is no artificial meridian system, so it is impossible to extract the thin and faint aura in the surrounding air and store it in the body, so there is absolutely no possibility of embarking on the path of cultivation, but Li Xingyuan is not for cultivation.

As a noisy electronic murmur sounded sharply from his ears, a cloud of blurred color blocks piled up in front of Li Xingyuan's eyes, like a virtual space with a bad modeling, with a noise like the breaking of strings, when Li Xingyuan opened his eyes again, he appeared in a space composed of a large number of low-poly figures.

Irregular geometric shapes, colorful light emanating from all over this space, so that the light spots that are enough to induce epilepsy continue to loom from everywhere, the only thing that is more normal is a cylinder in front of Li Xingyuan - the gray-white cylinder is like a rough model that has not been tapped with a sticker, but at least it is the only regular thing in this space.

Ever since Li Xingyuan had crossed over to this world three years ago, he had discovered this space in his mind.

The space was completely chaotic at first, like a garbage indie game abandoned by the producers, and the slightest movement in this space could cause bugs, pushing Li Xingyuan's consciousness back into his body again, but slowly, its spatial structure stabilized, followed by the appearance of those irregular shapes and the most central cylinder.

In this space, Li Xingyuan did not have a body, his consciousness floated in the space, slowly approaching the cylinder.

"Welcome...... admin……”

An emotionless, rough voice tried to say something, but the voice full of errors simply couldn't be put together into a complete sentence.

Li Xingyuan's consciousness floated next to the cylinder, he leaned his consciousness next to the cylinder, and then everything around him darkened, and when everything lit up again, one by one the cylinders were already lined up around Li Xingyuan.

Although Li Xingyuan still lacks understanding of this strange space, Li Xingyuan already knows almost everything about the role of the cylinder.

Similar to the lottery, every time you recover something from the outside world, you can go to this space to open one of the cylinders, the cylinders contain a variety of things, most of them are white, and some will be shrouded in a layer of blue light, and the quality will be improved accordingly.

The mask that Li Xingyuan wore on the face of the previous person was a product of the cylinder.

From electric toothbrushes, to credit points, to face masks, there are many things in the cylinder, but the opportunity to draw is quite cherished, sometimes no matter how much you recycle, you can't get it once, and sometimes you can recycle some inconspicuous objects to get a chance.

The cylinder was densely packed, not only in the thousands, but also in the entire virtual space, which seemed to have been filled by the cylinder.

After Li Xingyuan entered this space, he saw that the dantian system recovered from that person's body was fluttering in the air, and finally turned into a streamer of light, which was stuck in a cylinder closest to Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan was already familiar with this process, he flew to the side of the cylinder, and then used his consciousness to touch the cylinder.

"Do you want to fight...... Open the current ......"

"Yes."

The cylinder in front of Li Xingyuan began to rotate, and then a wisp of purple light burst out of it.

"Optimus."

"The universe is reckless, and it will eventually be saved."

"The sun and the moon are declining, but I am the only one who is in the sky."

A complete voice sounded from the vast space, this was the first time that Li Xingyuan had obtained this virtual space, and the voice was peaceful, not like a noisy electronic sound at all.

After the purple gas that was like smoke dissipated, a pale silver arm appeared in the cylinder.

"Congratulations on getting SR-level items! Optimus! ”

It was a prop like a work of art, although it was a prosthetic, but the whole was as soft as being woven by moonlight, Li Xingyuan caught it with his consciousness, and it was cold and hard in his hand, completely different from the mechanical prostheses that Li Xingyuan had seen, the microcircuit system on the surface was like an engraved inscription covering the pale silver arm, and it pulsated with pale green light just right.

Although Li Xingyuan only had a fairly shallow knowledge of the path of cultivation, he also understood that this was an extremely rare high-level prosthesis.

It was exactly what he had to do in order to realize his next step.

He no longer has the money to buy artificial meridians to become a monk, in this case, if he wants to deal with a monk, he must have a strong attack at the monk level, such a high-level prosthetic body can just provide him with a powerful force.

So now another question arises,

How would he fit this prosthesis to his body?