forget the river mirror

Chapter 62 Fire Breathing Dragon

Eighth District, Cointreau Tower.

After Jingxuan entered the game, he found that the village chief Yao Daqing and Xiong had disappeared, and there was no one in the village. When he reached the entrance of the village, he found another grave, and the old village chief was still standing in front of the grave. Yao Daqing's hoe.

The plan to kill the old village head fell through, and Jing Xuan sat down on the grave with some depression, opened the map interface, and began to look for the direction of the city.

Unlike Lin Chuan, Jing Xuan, as a player, has a very complete game system, not only basic information such as character bar, equipment bar, and item bar, but also system interfaces that traditional games have such as maps, blood bars, and character dialog boxes.

It's just that now Jingxuan's map is full of dense fog, and only the places he has explored are marked. Just when he was thinking about which direction to explore, the system's prompt box popped up:

[Jiangyang Thief, request to add friends. 】

Jing Xuan knew that this was Jiang Yang's ID without even thinking about it, so he just clicked agree, and started a call by the way, and soon Jiang Yang's game character was projected in front of him.

Jiang Yang looked at the surrounding environment of Jing Xuan, and asked with some doubts:

"Why is your place so desolate?"

"Don't ask, why did you pass the trial so quickly? Or did you fail the trial? Forget it, share your location quickly, and I'll go find you."

Jing Xuan looked at the scene of huge crowds of people in Jiangyang, and then thought about being killed by the old village chief for a day, and his heart suddenly ran like ten thousand mud horses.

"The location is shared with you. My test is very simple. I run 10 meters in 50 seconds, but why can't I add Lin Chuan? He doesn't have friend permission?"

Jiang Yang studied it, and quickly sent Jing Xuan a coordinate.

"I didn't add it either... Shit! It's so far away!? I'll go find you first, let's talk after we meet."

After Jingxuan marked the coordinates, he checked the scale of the map and found that Jiangyang was nearly 200 kilometers away from him. He immediately lost interest in chatting and closed the dialog box directly.

There are no empty tracks in this barren mountain and wild ridge, so you can only walk across it with a pair of legs... But anyway, you finally know the direction. So comfort yourself.

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Lin Chuan didn't know that Jing Xuan started hiking in the game, and he was staring at the two gold bars in front of him in a daze.

In fact, Lin Chuan had already thought of this step when he knew that Xiaoyou could transfer items through the imprint, but he was still a little at a loss when he actually saw the two gold bars.

After coming out of the altar space, Lin Chuan took out the two extra gold bars in the imprint.

Although the gold bars are small in size, they are not light in weight. Lin Chuan weighed them and estimated that each gold bar must weigh about two catties.

Two gold bars must be at least 2000 grams. Based on the current gold price of the Federation at 500 yuan/gram, these two gold bars can be exchanged for 100 million Federation coins...

Although Lin Chuan knew the density of gold, he had no concept of the size and weight of gold. After all, the gold bars found in Base No. 12 were taken away by Dean Wu before he even touched them.

Thinking about it now, Lin Chuan's heart is bleeding...

The gold bars in the safe are much larger than the ones in his hand!How much does that cost!

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and scolded Dean Wu in his heart. Looking at the two gold bars in his hand, he made trouble again.

Gold is indeed valuable in the Federation, because the currency anchor of the Federation currency is also gold.

But below the 99th floor of the safe zone, there are basically no gold shops. After all, no one would be idle and show off on the lower floors with a gold chain.

Lin Chuan wandered around the house for a long time, and didn't think about how to sell the two gold bars. If he didn't cash out the two gold bars, he was not in the mood to enter "Xian Fan" to practice guns.

After all, this gold bar is not like a spiritual whirlwind, it can enter the imprint actively under the control of Linghe An, if Xiao You hadn't descended on his body, he would not be able to put the gold bar into the imprint by himself.

Although the law and order in the eighth district is better than that in the ninth district, it is still troublesome to keep such two gold bars in hand.

And even if you find a way to convert the gold bars into cash, there is no way to directly deposit them into the account.

The Federal Taxation Bureau has more power than the IPC. For a person like Lin Chuan, the people from the Taxation Bureau have to come and take him away after more than 200 million yuan has been credited into the account.

Lin Chuan sighed for a long time, and habitually sank his consciousness into the dantian, but he forgot that the dantian space is no longer a place to store spiritual energy, but has become a transfer station.

The spiritual energy factors entering from the outside will directly enter the spiritual energy lake in the altar through the Kanmai, and then the spiritual energy factors that have been baptized by the Kanmai will undergo a second baptism in the spiritual energy lake to become a dark avatar that coexists with water and fire.

Lin Chuan wanted to discuss it with Ling, but after entering the dantian, he discovered that there was only a mess of glowing threads left where the original Taiji Nebula was.

Lin Chuan just remembered that after Yu Sheng merged into his body, there was such a ball of light in his dantian, but later the spirit and darkness condensed into a Tai Chi cyclone, blocking the ball of thread, and he forgot about it up.

It wasn't until now that he stepped into the Qi Sea Realm, and the Tai Chi Cyclone entered the Spiritual Qi Lake in the altar, that the ball of glowing thread emerged again.

Lin Chuan came to the ball of thread to study it, but he still couldn't figure out what it was, so he didn't waste any more time and went directly to the altar. Anyway, A Li would definitely not harm him. When he saw A Li After that, you will naturally know the function of the thread ball.

As soon as Lin Chuan entered the altar space, Ling and An greeted him.

Ling habitually pushed his glasses and waited for Lin Chuan's instructions, but secretly reported his work before Lin Chuan could speak:

"Father God, Zhong Da changed his hair color and went to the small casino on the lower floor. After Gao Cheng left Di Ye and Xiao Taohong with his old lady, he went to the slums on the edge of the eighth district. Xiao Taohong still hasn't said a word. Fat, Di Ye is looking at her."

"Well, let me know if they have any important news. When Xiao Zuo's exercise arrives, we can start the next step." Lin Chuan nodded in satisfaction, and immediately changed the subject:

"How much can you control the flame temperature now?"

Both Ling and An had the ability to control fire after undergoing the baptism of Limai, but they had never tried to control the temperature of the flame, so neither of them could give an answer for a while.

Ling said with some embarrassment: "I only know that the temperature is very high, but I haven't done specific experiments, so I can't give accurate data."

"It's okay, just try it and you'll know."

Lin Chuan withdrew from the altar as soon as he said that, and snapped his fingers immediately. He thought that the flames would emerge from his fingertips, but Ling and An's reactions were full of half a beat...

Lin Chuan waited for a long time without any response, so he felt his stomach was a little bloated, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a ball of flame burst out along with the belch.

"This is... a fire-breathing dragon?"

Ling and An seemed to know that they had caused trouble, so they quickly controlled the flame spit out by Lin Chuan and moved it to his fingertips.

Lin Chuan sighed, too lazy to argue with them, but carefully observed the flames.

Strange to say, the air around the flame was burned and distorted, but he couldn't feel the temperature of the flame at all.

Lin Chuan rolled up two gold bars with his aura and placed them on top of the flames. The gold bars, like ice cream under the scorching sun, quickly melted into a liquid state and turned into a peach-sized golden water polo in the aura.

Lin Chuan controlled the spirit, and began to re-divide and shape the gold, and soon 40 coin-sized gold cakes were printed by the "Lingqi brand 3D printer".

Since there is gold in the safe in base 12, it proves that gold can be circulated on the black market. Since it is not easy to realize it reasonably, the oldest transaction method of bartering can only be adopted.

The gold bars are too heavy to sell, so Lin Chuan divides the gold into gold coins.

After dividing the gold bars, Lin Chuan extinguished the flame, taking advantage of the time when the small gold cakes naturally solidified, he wrote down Gao Cheng's route to the black market from Ling Na.

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On the other side, Gao Cheng also entered a small alley in the suburbs with 1 yuan in cash.

The huge floating fortress covered the sky, and the low buildings on the edge of the city, like the lower space in the urban area, were dark all year round.

Gao Cheng's footsteps echoed in the alley, the fluorescent graffiti on both sides of the alley seemed to be shaking with the footsteps, and at the end of the alley was a rusty iron gate.

Gao Cheng took a deep breath, and knocked on the iron door according to the rhythm of two shorts and one long, and soon someone opened the partition in the middle of the iron door, revealing a pair of fierce eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Buy goods."

As soon as Gao Cheng said that, he handed over five banknotes.

But after the people inside the door received the money, they didn't open the door, but jokingly said:
"The price has increased, and now you need eight tickets to enter the door."

Gao Cheng didn't add money, but said calmly:
"If I can't get in today, I will lend you the five hundred, and wait for Boiling to collect the bill later."

It's not that Gao Cheng was reluctant to part with the 300 yuan, but he didn't dare to open the door, because there was still a hurdle after entering. If he showed his timidity here, he would have to be exploited again after entering.

The most important thing is that if you add money, it is easy to be regarded as a fat sheep. If you are targeted, you will die without knowing how to die.

The person behind the door fell silent, and opened the iron door after a while.

He just wanted to get some pocket money because of Gao Cheng's face, but if he offended the Boiling Society because of this, it was unnecessary.

Standing behind the black market are big shots, but the people in the black market are just a bunch of rogues with their heads pinned to their belts. The big shots don't care about their lives. If they get into trouble with the Boiling Society, it's hard for them to get out of the safe house alive. district.

Gao Cheng walked in with ease, and went directly into the basement. He had been to this place with Tongquan before, so he knew the gatekeeper's tricks very well.

It's just that Tongquan was much tougher than him at that time. As soon as the gatekeeper stretched out his hand to ask for money, Tongquan kicked the iron gate open.

While Gao Cheng was thinking about these things, he went down another floor along the basement and entered the sewage facilities in the eighth district.

There were two tall guards with guns standing beside the heavy gate, one of them walked towards Gao Cheng, after a simple body search, he waved at the other.

The man nodded and aimed his pupils at the screen next to the gate. After confirming his identity, the gate slowly rose.

The sound of the chain turning, accompanied by a loud noise, came from behind the gate.

Gao Cheng walked in with a normal expression. Although it was not the first time he had come to the black market, when he stepped through the gate, he was still stunned for a few seconds.

It was as if two worlds were separated by that gate.

The black market is not as dark and mysterious as people imagined. On the contrary, it is brightly lit. Even if it is built in the sewer, there is no pungent smell, and the pedestrians passing by are all in suits and leather shoes.

Shops are lined up at both ends of the semicircular passage, and the holographic projection plaques show the goods sold by each shop.

Weapons, blood bags, human organs, illegal prosthetics, Chaomeng shop, slave auction house, private detective shop, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy on the black market.

The hottest among them is Chaomeng store. Many upper-class people have sent people to buy some illegal banned movies. Those who don't have to worry about food and clothing need this kind of spiritual stimulation most.

As soon as Gao Cheng entered the door, he felt like he was being watched. He pretended to be a regular customer, visited several weapon shops, and finally spent 8000 yuan to get three 54-type pistols and 120 rounds of 7.62 bullets.

Watching Gao Cheng pick up the box containing the pistol, the people following him changed their targets immediately.

Those who come to buy weapons on the black market, except for club members, are outlaws, not to mention the high risk factor, and not much money in their pockets. In contrast, the customers of Chaomeng Store are the better choice, provided that , Can beat the bodyguards of those customers.

Gao Cheng didn't waste any more time. After receiving the bullet from the gate, he left the black market from another basement and returned to the ground.

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Gao Cost thought that this trip would end safely, but before he could get out of the alley, four or five people approached him and blocked him in the alley.

He subconsciously clenched the gun in his arms. He loaded the bullet just before going out, but now he was not sure how many people were outside the alley, and he didn't dare to shoot lightly unless it was absolutely necessary.

Feng Yongye from the Boiling Club separated from the crowd, walked up to Gao Cheng, put the projection on his mobile phone to his ear, compared it, then laughed, and told the younger brother beside him:

"Go and get 1000 yuan for the watchdog. I have already said that you have to rely on these scumbags to find someone."

While talking, Feng Yongye stretched out his hand and patted Gao Cheng's face twice:

"Speaking of which, how dare you pretend to be our boiling person? Do you know why I am looking for you?"

Gao Cheng shook his head expressionlessly, and slowly aimed the gun in his arms at Feng Yongye.

(End of this chapter)