Chapter 609 Mission Analysis, Faction and Currency
Under Zhao Yingkong's eyes that wanted to kill someone, Xiao Honglu said excitedly: "I guess we have to choose the main mission this time!"
"You mean that the main mission this time requires us to choose a 'camp' before it will start?" Zhan Lan followed Xiao Honglu's train of thought: "It's like the God War mission we encountered before. At that time, the Lord God prompted us to join automatically. The Sun God Sect camp, and this time, do we need to take the initiative to find the faction camp? Was the Lord God at that time reminding us that we might encounter camp missions in the future?"
Zhan Lan's imagination is rich and his thinking is broad. At least no one can think of Zhan Lan's level.
"Then there are at least two camps in this world. The camp represented by the Bat Totem Council, and the camp outside the Bat Totem Council. Otherwise, we have no choice at all." Xiao Honglu began to try to weave something with his hair: " Space vampire. The Bat Totem Council must have something to do with this space vampire. I think the camp opposing the Bat Totem Council is most likely to exist."
Xiao Honglu analyzed why the opposing camp was the most likely, and Wu Jie began to try to find some information from the surrounding environment. He can see much further than others. The eyes of a fourth-level powerhouse are no joke!
First of all, it's night.
Secondly, the neon lights and high-tech buildings are far away, but what they are deep in now is an extremely old residential area.
at last.
Wu Jie looked up at the sky. The dark sky seemed to be covered with a barrier, and no stars fell. This is not a metaphor, but a fact. The sky is blocked and no starlight can shine into the earth, not even the sun.
What blocks the earth is space stations.
"O-s-b-o"
Wu Jie was reciting the letters on the space station expressionlessly, but at this moment, the air began to flow with the outside world, and the main god barrier ended extremely abruptly!
"The Lord God's barrier is over. Do you want me to conduct a mental scan?"
"Scan, why not scan." Wu Jie continued to stare at the space station above his head. This time, he was not blocked by the main god's barrier and could see more clearly: "Let it go, I will take care of everything!"
"Well, it seems that nothing unusual has been found. We seem to be in a slum, yes, a slum. Why will there be such a thing in the future world? I hypnotized some local residents and got some basic information from them. Slums There is basically no communication between the district and the rich district. The poor people here are not surprised and will never have the slightest interaction with the rich district far away in their lifetime."
"Even breathing in wealthy areas costs money. I'm not kidding. There is a tax called air purification tax in wealthy areas. It really costs money to even breathe."
"Indeed." The attentive Wang Xia has already discovered this: "The air here is very turbid. Is this a doomsday-style world? The world environment has changed drastically?"
"What is the currency of this world? It can't be paper money, right?"
"A virtual currency called MiG, where everyone has an identity card, and the virtual currency is stored in the identity card."
Wu Jie still didn't speak, and kept identifying where the space station above his head belonged.
"If that's the case, we need to split up into teams. One team is gathering information in the slums, and the other team is sneaking into the rich areas. But everything you do in the rich areas costs money. We don't have the currency of this world. Although we have some cash, we have no identity. It’s unrealistic for us to take action on something like this.”
The Zhongzhou team exchanged various types of currency in advance, but the world is different, and the currency types cannot be the same. Therefore, it is mainly based on food, water, gold, silver, jewelry and various precious metals, which are general materials that can be cashed. For example, now, the exclusive world currency called [Mig], if this is not known in advance, who will exchange it? Plant something.
"Looking for local snakes." Zero Point, who had been silent because medieval assassination had become a future cyberpunk, suddenly said: "There must be local snakes that connect the two areas. Find them, coerce them, and there is always a way to get them to cooperate. We can also get more information."
Understood, Zhan Lan nodded and started a large-scale search for suitable targets.
"The slums must have a meaning for their existence. If it has no meaning at all, then what is the use of those rich people staying here?" Xiao Honglu had already braided a bracelet with his own hair, and at this moment Wu Jie finally looked up for a long time. He lowered his head and turned to the others: "Do you know what I want to do?"
"What?"
"I want to leave the team."
"Then you go."
"No, if I leave, tsk tsk tsk." Wu Jie looked up at the sky again and said, "Something bad will happen."
"You have time to play riddles there, why don't you help me find a suitable target." Zhan Lan muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said: "I found it, it's very far, let's go directly."
"Just walk over, don't disturb the local forces here." Wu Jie took the lead and walked out of the alley: "The military force in this world is quite good, there is no need to add extraneous details at the beginning of the story."
It's good to have a noble mental controller, and there are two mental controllers with extremely high gene locks. It's easy to hypnotize ordinary people to tell information.
His perception can penetrate deep into the time and space of cause and effect and sense destiny. And his eyes can also see things that ordinary people can't see, and his ears can also hear things that ordinary people can't hear.
This is an ordinary market. The streets are bustling with people and the sounds of hawking are heard one after another. The Zhongzhou team seems to have happened to catch up with a day such as a rally day.
Although there is a high-tech future city in the distance, the people setting up stalls here are still in the early 20th century. The goods sold are mainly food, cloth, clothing, and livestock. Many vendors even adopt the method of bartering. The most primitive means of trading.
‘Hey, hey, is this really not the Middle Ages? Why do I think there is a stall over there, giving people bloodletting treatment? ’
Under Zhang Heng's precise guidance, everyone's eyes fell on a stall not far away. It was a unique stall. What's different is that the stalls' paintings are incompatible with their surroundings.
‘You are such a genius. You are obviously selling blood. How can you understand that they are doing bloodletting for treatment? ’
The white coats, the instruments shining with cold light, the two parties did not have any communication transaction process, there was only the ticking sound of blood flowing into the cold memory.
Ah, my head hurts. There are guests at home. I can't calm down and think at all.