StarCraft In the Palm of Your Hand

Chapter 598: The Bar

Langton didn't know much about Red Cloud Star. She had been to Red Cloud Star once, and with her photographic memory, she remembered some things here. green novel

It's not that there are no planets that Langton is familiar with, but she is not sure whether the minions under the Duke of Sandover will wait in those places she is familiar with, so she asks Yang Ying to go to Red Cloud Planet first to find out the situation.

Yang Ying also deeply agrees with this. According to Langton, the Grand Duke of Sandover himself is a fourth-level peak being. This level of power is almost invincible in the Milky Way. If you can't fight, you can also tear open the space and escape through the wormhole. It is theoretically impossible to use the method of encirclement and suppression to deal with senior fourth-level beings.

Hadek was defeated by Yang Ying's sea of ​​insects tactics at the beginning because he had just been promoted to the fourth level at that time. He had no inheritance, and had not been touched for a long time. To escape from the wormhole, if he had mastered the method of using spiritual power to open the wormhole, then Yang Ying's army of insects would have little hope of encircling him.

The purpose of this trip is to inquire about news and collect medicinal materials. It is better to do less extraneous things. The most important thing is to survive here and get an identity certificate, even if it is a forgery.

Walking on the street, Yang Ying glanced left and right, looking for places that could help him. After walking halfway across the street, he found a dimly lit bar. There was a guard in thick clothes standing at the door of the bar. His collar Pulled high enough to cover most of the face.

Taking a closer look, Yang Ying was sure that this was the place he was looking for. Just as he was about to move forward, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned to the side alley. He looked around and saw no one around, so he rubbed his hands. Face, when the hand was put down, his face had changed into another appearance.

This is not an illusion, but a high-end application of the body shaping technique of mind force—the disguise technique, which can change the appearance by changing the muscles of the face. This is also a spell in the Nianneng Temple. Yang Ying looked at it, Also learned.

After changing his appearance, Yang Ying walked out of the alley, quickened his pace, and walked towards the bar.

When he came to the door, the guard in thick clothes stretched out his hand to block Yang Ying's way, and shouted: "Where are you from, don't you know the rules here?" He spread his hand, "Membership card or 20 Empire Coin tickets."

Yang Ying smiled slightly, not paying attention to the guard's attitude, and said, "You will let me in."

The voice seemed to have magic power. When the guard heard it, his face became confused, and he said to himself: "I will let you in." He put down his hand and stepped out of the way.

Yang Ying glanced at the potted plants by the door, he knew that there was a hidden camera here, and everything that happened at the door would be transmitted to a terminal room by the camera, but he was not worried, he also used a permissive method, Awakened ones are always given preferential treatment due to their rarity.

Entering the bar, a smell of hormones mixed with the smell of sweat hits the face. Even in a place like the Empire, the sun does not shine into every corner. There are nobles who are born to enjoy everything, have power, power and resources, and there are people who live at the bottom of society. , the people struggling to survive, the conflict between real humans and sub-humans, has never stopped for a moment.

The division of ranks and the conflicts and disputes caused by them may be common problems of human beings. It started from the ancestors of Atlantis and has not changed until now. It has been deeply imprinted in the blood of human beings.

However, Yang Ying didn't come here to lament the coldness of the world. He looked into the bar, then came to a table in the corner and hid himself in the shadows.

When Langton returned to the empire, she was a noble girl who was famous for her excellent cultivation talent. She had cultivated to the third level when she was less than 20 years old. The combination of things makes her shine like a torch in the dark night, and the noble youths who pursue her can form an army.

However, she has always been honest with those noble youths. In order to avoid harassment, she often travels outside on business, and she has completed many tasks beautifully as a commissioner of the royal family. learn.

Now these experiences have been passed on to Yang Ying by her. Although there is not much time to teach them, and the memory is not as deep as the personal practice, but for Yang Ying, it is enough.

Not long after Yang Ying waited in the shadows, a middle-aged man came to his table and sat down without hesitation. He first took a look at Yang Ying, but Yang Ying was dressed in ordinary clothes, so he couldn't see anything.

However, Yang Ying saw that this person was a second-level awakener. Among demihumans, this strength is the most common, because once demihumans are awakened, there is no bottleneck between the first and second levels, and they can easily pass through. .

The rookies at the first level usually practice in schools or some practice places. They will not come out to do some practical things until they have completed the second level, and then use the accumulated experience to move towards the third level. Once they have completed the third level, they will suffer. At the end of the day, the upper echelons of the empire opened the door to them, and there were many avenues through which they could get good results.

As for real humans, they are basically below the third level, so they are embarrassed to talk about their own cultivation.

The middle-aged man has the second level of cultivation, but he can't see through Yang Ying. This makes him feel a little tricky, and he tentatively asked: "I don't know where you are from? What's the matter in this shop?"

Yang Ying changed his voice, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to worry about where I come from, but I have a business here, I think you will be very interested."

"Business?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "I don't know what kind of business it is? Our shop is law-abiding and doesn't do..."

"Follow the law?" Yang Ying interrupted the middle-aged man, "Don't use this tone to deal with me. If you obey the law, then the empire won't need prisons."

Yang Ying glanced at the middle-aged man casually, and the middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head through his back. , can't hide the truth from the person in front of him.

He immediately knew that although the person in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, his mental strength was more than ten times that of his. Only experienced third-level masters could have such frightening gazes, and even the third-level peaks were very possible.

This kind of person destroys his bar casually, and he has no place to complain. Although he has a backer, he is not very powerful. If he wants the backer to help him deal with a third-level expert, it is just a dream. possible things.

Thinking of this, he showed a flattering smile and said: "Indeed, there is nothing in front of Your Excellency, Feng Gong and Law Abiding, but I don't know how we can help Your Excellency? As long as we can, we will definitely do anything."

Seeing the trembling look of the middle-aged man, Yang Ying knew that he already had enough fear of him, and it was time to make a request: "I need a few ID cards, the sooner the better."

"Identity card?" The middle-aged man pondered, analyzing Yang Ying's face from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

Yang Ying snorted, knowing why the middle-aged man was hesitating, he took out a paper bag from his sleeve and put it in front of the middle-aged man without saying a word.

The middle-aged man's hands were very nimble. He wiped the paper on the table, picked up the paper package, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. With a heart move, he brought the paper package to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and the light of money suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He gently unfolded the paper bag and saw some dried grass stalks inside. He opened his eyes and said, "So it's Guluo grass, and it's a high-quality product."

Guluo grass is not just a special product of one place on the planet Baant. There are at least a hundred places in the Milky Way that produce Guluo grass. This noble spice crop was spread when the Atlantis Empire still ruled the Milky Way. As a result, there are still many production areas of Guluo grass in the empire, and the top-quality Guluo grass is a luxury that only nobles can enjoy.

Therefore, when Yang Ying returned from the planet Baant and brought Guluocao back, Langton recognized it at first sight.

At this time, the middle-aged man in front of him obviously recognized it.

"This small bag of ancient Luo grass is worth 15,000 imperial coins. The fake identity card is 500 imperial coins, and the real identity card is 5,000 imperial coins. I don't know if the customer wants a fake one or a real one?" Seeing that Yang Ying didn't let him work for nothing, the young man immediately regained his energy.

"Can you still get the real identity card?" Yang Ying was a little surprised. To issue a real identity card, only the civil affairs department of the empire is qualified. department.

"This shop has a clear price tag, no deceit, you pay the money and deliver the goods, and it's guaranteed to be replaced." The middle-aged man laughed and said, "You know, there are always some people in the world who feel that they are not enough to eat public food and want to make extra money. If you find that they are our specialty, customers can rest assured that as long as you are willing to pay 5,000 imperial coins, a legal identity card issued by the civil affairs department will be delivered to you, and the identity information inside can be filled in by you. Two, I can give you a discount, 9,000 imperial coins will be sold, if three, it will be 13,000, how about it? I wonder how many do you want?"

Seeing the expression on the middle-aged man's love for money, Yang Ying knew that it was just a disguise he made, but what's the difference between pretending and not pretending? As long as they are authentic, Yang Ying stretched out three fingers and said, "Three of them must be real ID cards."

He asked the middle-aged man for a pen and paper, wrote down three strings of information, and said: "Fill in the information in the three cards according to this, and give me the remaining two thousand imperial coins in cash."

The middle-aged man put away the information written by Yang Ying, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay..."