The bridge of the Cape Town.

"A total of sixteen gold coins."

Looking at the mobile transfer scanner handed by Prokhov, Gong Chenxi raised his eyebrows, "I want cash." ”

"Cash?" Prokhov frowned slightly, and tilted his head to look at Motima standing beside him.

After being silent for a few seconds, Modima glanced at the white robe sleeves of Gong Chenxi's palm, which only showed half of his palm, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "You are not a sect citizen?" ”

Hearing this, Gong Chenxi's eyebrows twisted suddenly, and her lips moved for a long time, but she couldn't say anything to refute.

The professional knowledge of the sect is very popular, but the level of technology is much behind that of the empire and the federation, so the personal terminal has not yet been as widespread as the empire and other forces.

The rune pattern code engraved on the wrist, this is the unique personal information proof of the sect, like the general payment transfer, as long as you stretch out your wrist and show the pattern code.

But it was this seemingly simple rune pattern code that stumped Gong Chenxi, because only master-level, that is, runes and enchanters who had reached the evolutionary level, could engrave this complex set of pattern codes on the body of creatures, and those with this kind of ability were all people strictly controlled by the sect, and it was usually difficult to get in touch with them.

If you can't reach it, you will naturally not be able to use the various public facilities of the sect normally, so Gong Chenxi, who is forced to save money, is ready to buy a boat ticket at a high price in the black market, otherwise, as a sect citizen, it will only cost less than a thousand gold coins to go to the border with the empire.

Before, Gong Chenxi had been deliberately covering his hands, only exposing a few fingers outside his sleeves, but he underestimated Motima's observation, and seeing this, Gong Chenxi simply said it bluntly.

"Isn't it what, what, the entry and exit are also under the control of the Knights Templar?"

"Oh, of course not." Hearing this, a stiff smile tugged at the corner of Modima's mouth, shook his head, and then changed his words, "However, it is one of the duties of our Templar Order to kill those with high-level abilities who have smuggled into the sect's realm. ”

After speaking, Modima glanced at Gong Chenxi playfully, and there was no longer the rigid and stiff color in his eyes when he first came into contact, and his eyes were full of restrained light at this moment.

He is a psychic person.

As we all know in the universe, fools exist, but no one with mental power is stupid.

"I have no ill will towards the sect, but I was exiled here by the space-time ability during the battle." The brain light is flying, this is already the most scrutinized statement that Gong Chenxi can think of.

"It's a miracle that you're alive."

For the reason given by Gong Chenxi, Modima was noncommittal, but it didn't matter, what happened in the cabin before Plokhov had completely relayed it to him, obviously, Gong Chenxi was not the person they were looking for in their plan, at least, not now.

With a deep exhalation, Motima waved his hand behind him, "Take it." ”

Before he could finish speaking, one of the would-be knights handed Motima a metal device in the shape of a pistol.

Seeing this, Gong Chenxi's brows immediately furrowed.

This is a rune positioning gun, the specific role is the same as the miniature data terminal used by the empire to supervise the activities of prisoners, but the difference is that the mark made by the rune positioning gun is directly imprinted on the human spirit body, unless it is an evolutionary level of spiritual power ability to eliminate it, otherwise you can only wait for the mark itself to slowly dissipate in time.

And the sect has a special secret method to track the location of this mark in real time, that is to say, as long as this mark is imprinted, all the future activities and directions of Gong Chenxi will be fully grasped by the sect.

Seeing Gong Chenxi's face was calm, Modima smiled.

"Looks like you know this thing, since that's the case." Playing with the rune positioning gun in his hand left and right, Modima suddenly stared, squinted at Gong Chenxi slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I can choose to believe your statement, but the premise is that you want to give me a reason to believe you?" ”

As he spoke, Modima held the body of the rune positioning gun with his backhand, and put the handle of the gun against the side in front of Gong Chenxi, the meaning was self-evident.

"What if I refuse?" Gong Chenxi suddenly spoke.

"Refuse?" Motima raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Then we can only deal with you as planned." ”

"Plan?"

"You'll find out later." With a mysterious smile, Motima turned his head to look at Prokhov slightly.

Having been instructed, Prokhov waved his hand and motioned for the crew to move on.

The entire bridge was instantly busy, the screen flickered, and the numbers and letters of various shapes were constantly refreshed like a waterfall.

"The third compartment regains control."

"The fourth compartment regains control."

"The power compartment is restarting."

……

Gong Chenxi looked up at the virtual large screen overhead, on the screen, the entire Cape Town was divided into thirteen areas according to the cabin, except for the green on the head bridge and the tail storage cabin, all areas were covered with gray, but with the sound of various orderly passwords, green gradually swallowed up gray.

“…… The twelfth sector regained control and reported that we had regained control of the Cape Town. ”

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The bridge of the Cape Town.

"A total of sixteen gold coins."

Looking at the mobile transfer scanner handed by Prokhov, Gong Chenxi raised his eyebrows, "I want cash." ”

"Cash?" Prokhov frowned slightly, and tilted his head to look at Motima standing beside him.

After being silent for a few seconds, Modima glanced at the white robe sleeves of Gong Chenxi's palm, which only showed half of his palm, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "You are not a sect citizen?" ”

Hearing this, Gong Chenxi's eyebrows twisted suddenly, and her lips moved for a long time, but she couldn't say anything to refute.

The professional knowledge of the sect is very popular, but the level of technology is much behind that of the empire and the federation, so the personal terminal has not yet been as widespread as the empire and other forces.

The rune pattern code engraved on the wrist, this is the unique personal information proof of the sect, like the general payment transfer, as long as you stretch out your wrist and show the pattern code.

But it was this seemingly simple rune pattern code that stumped Gong Chenxi, because only master-level, that is, runes and enchanters who had reached the evolutionary level, could engrave this complex set of pattern codes on the body of creatures, and those with this kind of ability were all people strictly controlled by the sect, and it was usually difficult to get in touch with them.

If you can't reach it, you will naturally not be able to use the various public facilities of the sect normally, so Gong Chenxi, who is forced to save money, is ready to buy a boat ticket at a high price in the black market, otherwise, as a sect citizen, it will only cost less than a thousand gold coins to go to the border with the empire.

Before, Gong Chenxi had been deliberately covering his hands, only exposing a few fingers outside his sleeves, but he underestimated Motima's observation, and seeing this, Gong Chenxi simply said it bluntly.

"Isn't it what, what, the entry and exit are also under the control of the Knights Templar?"

"Oh, of course not." Hearing this, a stiff smile tugged at the corner of Modima's mouth, shook his head, and then changed his words, "However, it is one of the duties of our Templar Order to kill those with high-level abilities who have smuggled into the sect's realm. ”

After speaking, Modima glanced at Gong Chenxi playfully, and there was no longer the rigid and stiff color in his eyes when he first came into contact, and his eyes were full of restrained light at this moment.

He is a psychic person.

As we all know in the universe, fools exist, but no one with mental power is stupid.

"I have no ill will towards the sect, but I was exiled here by the space-time ability during the battle." The brain light is flying, this is already the most scrutinized statement that Gong Chenxi can think of.

"It's a miracle that you're alive."

For the reason given by Gong Chenxi, Modima was noncommittal, but it didn't matter, what happened in the cabin before Plokhov had completely relayed it to him, obviously, Gong Chenxi was not the person they were looking for in their plan, at least, not now.

With a deep exhalation, Motima waved his hand behind him, "Take it." ”

Before he could finish speaking, one of the would-be knights handed Motima a metal device in the shape of a pistol.

Seeing this, Gong Chenxi's brows immediately furrowed.

This is a rune positioning gun, the specific role is the same as the miniature data terminal used by the empire to supervise the activities of prisoners, but the difference is that the mark made by the rune positioning gun is directly imprinted on the human spirit body, unless it is an evolutionary level of spiritual power ability to eliminate it, otherwise you can only wait for the mark itself to slowly dissipate in time.

And the sect has a special secret method to track the location of this mark in real time, that is to say, as long as this mark is imprinted, all the future activities and directions of Gong Chenxi will be fully grasped by the sect.

Seeing Gong Chenxi's face was calm, Modima smiled.

"Looks like you know this thing, since that's the case." Playing with the rune positioning gun in his hand left and right, Modima suddenly stared, squinted at Gong Chenxi slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I can choose to believe your statement, but the premise is that you want to give me a reason to believe you?" ”

As he spoke, Modima held the body of the rune positioning gun with his backhand, and put the handle of the gun against the side in front of Gong Chenxi, the meaning was self-evident.

"What if I refuse?" Gong Chenxi suddenly spoke.

"Refuse?" Motima raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Then we can only deal with you as planned." ”

"Plan?"

"You'll find out later." With a mysterious smile, Motima turned his head to look at Prokhov slightly.

Having been instructed, Prokhov waved his hand and motioned for the crew to move on.

The entire bridge was instantly busy, the screen flickered, and the numbers and letters of various shapes were constantly refreshed like a waterfall.

"The third compartment regains control."

"The fourth compartment regains control."

"The power compartment is restarting."

……

Gong Chenxi looked up at the virtual large screen overhead, on the screen, the entire Cape Town was divided into thirteen areas according to the cabin, except for the green on the head bridge and the tail storage cabin, all areas were covered with gray, but with the sound of various orderly passwords, green gradually swallowed up gray.

“…… The twelfth sector regained control and reported that we had regained control of the Cape Town. "The bridge of the Cape Town.

"A total of sixteen gold coins."

Looking at the mobile transfer scanner handed by Prokhov, Gong Chenxi raised his eyebrows, "I want cash." ”

"Cash?" Prokhov frowned slightly, and tilted his head to look at Motima standing beside him.

After being silent for a few seconds, Modima glanced at the white robe sleeves of Gong Chenxi's palm, which only showed half of his palm, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "You are not a sect citizen?" ”

Hearing this, Gong Chenxi's eyebrows twisted suddenly, and her lips moved for a long time, but she couldn't say anything to refute.

The professional knowledge of the sect is very popular, but the level of technology is much behind that of the empire and the federation, so the personal terminal has not yet been as widespread as the empire and other forces.

The rune pattern code engraved on the wrist, this is the unique personal information proof of the sect, like the general payment transfer, as long as you stretch out your wrist and show the pattern code.

But it was this seemingly simple rune pattern code that stumped Gong Chenxi, because only master-level, that is, runes and enchanters who had reached the evolutionary level, could engrave this complex set of pattern codes on the body of creatures, and those with this kind of ability were all people strictly controlled by the sect, and it was usually difficult to get in touch with them.

If you can't reach it, you will naturally not be able to use the various public facilities of the sect normally, so Gong Chenxi, who is forced to save money, is ready to buy a boat ticket at a high price in the black market, otherwise, as a sect citizen, it will only cost less than a thousand gold coins to go to the border with the empire.

Before, Gong Chenxi had been deliberately covering his hands, only exposing a few fingers outside his sleeves, but he underestimated Motima's observation, and seeing this, Gong Chenxi simply said it bluntly.

"Isn't it what, what, the entry and exit are also under the control of the Knights Templar?"

"Oh, of course not." Hearing this, a stiff smile tugged at the corner of Modima's mouth, shook his head, and then changed his words, "However, it is one of the duties of our Templar Order to kill those with high-level abilities who have smuggled into the sect's realm. ”

After speaking, Modima glanced at Gong Chenxi playfully, and there was no longer the rigid and stiff color in his eyes when he first came into contact, and his eyes were full of restrained light at this moment.

He is a psychic person.

As we all know in the universe, fools exist, but no one with mental power is stupid.

"I have no ill will towards the sect, but I was exiled here by the space-time ability during the battle." The brain light is flying, this is already the most scrutinized statement that Gong Chenxi can think of.

"It's a miracle that you're alive."

For the reason given by Gong Chenxi, Modima was noncommittal, but it didn't matter, what happened in the cabin before Plokhov had completely relayed it to him, obviously, Gong Chenxi was not the person they were looking for in their plan, at least, not now.

With a deep exhalation, Motima waved his hand behind him, "Take it." ”

Before he could finish speaking, one of the would-be knights handed Motima a metal device in the shape of a pistol.

Seeing this, Gong Chenxi's brows immediately furrowed.