January 4, 2219.

Dragon County, Demon City.

This is a small fishing village by the East Sea. For some years, it was once called the Paris of the East. I don’t know when, but this city has a title that sounds like the base camp of villains in boy comics.

The cities built by mankind, like the dynasties established by mankind, will rise and fall in the long river of history due to various factors, and will experience rise and fall, honor and disgrace in the rise and fall of the world.

However, in the past two hundred years, the Magic City has not changed much; under the federal rule, it is still one of the largest, most prosperous, most prosperous, with the highest population density and the most dense urban resources in the world.

The Demon City gives people the feeling of contradictory. The residents living here enjoy the convenience and preferential policies of various metropolis, but they also endure tremendous pressure from many aspects.

To be a metaphor, the Magic City is like a rich relative who comes out of nowhere. He generously sponsors you to go to college, but at the same time he always touches you whenever he has the chance.

For those who are truly in the upper class of society, the Demon City is definitely not a place where they are willing to live for a long time, Crystal County is; but the Demon City... does have a unique charm.

It is like a huge gambling table for speculators and adventurers, a gray area where no one can completely control... Money, power, talent, beauty... Countless desires and capital are intertwined here; people bet their lives on this table, and then tear them, fight and swallow them until the last trace of value is burned out.

Those who commit to this dark world will win, and those who look down at the bright neon lights from a high place; those who fail will be accompanied by mud and sand at the bottom of the Huangpu River.

Today, a professional gambler came to the muddy waters of the Demon City.

His name is Su Wuhuan, and his personal name is "Faohuan".

Although population migration is quite common and convenient in this world and in this era, Suzu is a person who has never left Sakurano Mansion since childhood and rarely even left Huayue Town. This time he came to Longjun, which was a long journey.

But the purpose of his trip...is that he himself cannot be sure of.

Two days ago, the black card with the "Reverse Cross" logo on Suka's hand suddenly changed. On the side where the cross was originally printed, a map and a row of tiny numbers appeared - "221901050000".

The numbers are easy to understand, you can understand at a glance that refers to date and time; but the map cannot be seen at a glance.

Fortunately, the electronic map functions in this era are very powerful. In this case, you only need to take pictures and search any software with satellite positioning services to search it globally.

Therefore, Shizuo quickly found out that this was a top view of the city in the middle of the Demon City, southwest of the Demon City; it is speculated that the information on the card should be telling him: at 0:00 on January 5, 2219, something will happen in this area of ​​the Demon City.

With a nervous and curious mood, Shizuo finally bought a plane ticket...

After spending a day to do business and pack his luggage, he embarked on this journey to Long County.

He didn't know what he would encounter on this trip, and he couldn't be sure whether he could find the person who rescued him from the sea (at least that's what he thought)... But no matter what, it would be okay to take a trip. Even if he got nothing, he would just treat it as a trip.

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It was the afternoon of the 4th when the sac arrived. Because the airport in the Magic City was very busy, it took more than an hour to pick up his luggage and wait for a taxi. When he arrived at the hotel and put down his luggage, the sky outside the window was already dusk.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down on the bed and was about to take a breath, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Suo thought for two seconds, then turned over and rolled to the edge of the cabinet. Because it was the hotel's inside phone number, he answered it directly without looking at the caller ID: "Hello?"

"Hello, this is the front desk. Is it Mr. Chen from Room 1203?" The sweet and polite voice of the front desk lady came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me." Suga was a cautious person. After dealing with the "winner and loser", he became more careful, so he came here this time, whether he bought air tickets or stayed in a hotel, he used a fake identity called "Chen Qiang".

Let me give you an off-topic topic. Some people may wonder why it seems easy to stay in a hotel or even take a plane in this era? It seems that more than one character in this book has done similar things.

In fact, the reason is very simple -

First, because on this universe, taking a plane is almost the same as taking a bus.

Advanced security check-in and dispatching systems have greatly shortened check-in times (of course, you still have to queue up in airports with large passenger flows), and the flight delay rate has been negligible, which has made most citizens use flight as the preferred way to travel across cities.

Under this premise, it is imperative to make the check-in procedures lighter and simpler... So how to make the check-in simpler? In three words, it is "automation"; the document inspection and luggage check-in process that were originally completed by manual labor are now handled by passengers in front of the machine. Anyway, the entire planet is the territory of the Federation, and there is no "visa" at all, and there is no problem of "smuggling"... Anyone who buys a ticket will fly wherever he wants, so the supervision of this area will naturally relax over time.

Secondly, in this future with advanced technology, various counterfeiting technologies are also keeping pace with the times.

Fakes, like real goods, are also a market where you get what you pay for. If you want to be greedy for cheap things, you can’t even cheat the fake documents you bought, but if you are willing to spend money, you can get good things that are difficult for even manual labor to see the problem.

After all, Suo has been a master in Daoer for many years, and he still has some connections, so it is not difficult to get a few high-quality fake ID cards.

"That's right, Mr. Chen..." After confirming the other party's identity, the front desk lady asked, "Someone just sent an envelope to the front desk and said it was for you. Could you please come down to pick it up by yourself, or should I ask the waiter to deliver it to you to the room?"

"Envelope?" Hearing this, Su Chang felt suspicious immediately. He paused for a second and asked, "What kind of person sent it?"

"I am a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and looks like a native of Long County." The front desk lady replied.

Because population movement is relatively frequent, in this universe, no matter which continent you are in, it is also a common practice to describe races when describing others' appearances to others.

"Well... I get it, I'll get it right away, thank you." After Suo said this, he hung up the phone.

Then, he thought for a moment, took out the black card he carried with him, looked at him and said, "It's clear that he has not been followed, but he was still found at the door as soon as he stayed... Well... he faintly smelled the smell of the Hongmen Banquet..."
Chapter completed!