The gilded door, soft Persian carpet, pink lights, and the oversized ivory bed in the middle of the room are simply a "cannon room" specially prepared for guests.

When the thick solid wood door behind him closed, the woman who was originally hanging on Fang Yuanshan's arm immediately rushed into his arms like a cartilage snake, and her hands were already lying down and touching him at the vital point.

He grabbed the woman's hand and smiled and said, "I'm not used to it so quickly. How about we chat first?"

The woman whose wrist was pinched turned her head and kissed him on the face, and said with a smirk: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"Okay, you go sober up first, I'll take a shower." After saying that, he started to take off his clothes.

After running in the jungle for nearly ten hours, he almost got chopped up after not even sleeping. He really needed to take a hot bath to relieve his nervous mood.

He entered the bathroom alone, and after filling the water, he was immersed in the water. The hot hot water filled his neck and reached his chin. He closed his eyes comfortably.

Two minutes later, he opened his eyes, and the four-dimensional image glanced at the room outside, and saw the white girl squatting on the ground and rummaging through his pocket.

After noticing anything in her coat and pants, she looked in her shoes again without giving up, and finally stood up with a gloomy face.

His ears moved, and the advanced four-dimensional image allowed him to clearly hear the woman cursing "sh.it".

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuanshan's mouth in the bathtub rewinds again, revealing a meaningful smile.

After he came out in his bathrobe, the woman was sitting on the bed and pouring wine, and chuckled without looking back: "Dear, it took half an hour to take a shower. Are you really not interested in me?" After that, she turned her head and looked over.

"You...who are you?"

Fang Yuanshan, who had already taken off his headband and false eyelashes, revealed his original appearance.

"Haha, I'm your dear, don't you know me anymore?"

Hearing his voice, the woman understood it immediately and said in a stiff voice: "You...you..."

"What do I do? Go and take a shower~"

The public relations girl on the bed looked very ugly at this time. She slowly stood up from the bed and walked towards him slowly. Just when there was about one meter left, she rushed towards the door.

Fang Yuanshan, who was quick-witted and quick-witted, grabbed her arm and asked with a smile: "Dear, where are you going?"

"Save...don't..."

"I have always been a person who cherishes flowers and jade, but if you dare to scream again, I will break your neck."

Slowly loosen the hand around her neck, she smiled and said, "Go and take a shower, I'll wait for you~"

This woman with a mature charm was called out as soon as she lifted her feet and took two steps.

"Don't you take off your clothes when taking a shower?"

Hearing his faint words, the woman had no choice but to slowly unbutton the cheongsam, revealing her snow-white and delicate skin.

"It's a pity for this profession."

The woman with her back to him stiffened her body and then unbuttoned her chest button. After throwing it on the carpet, she just took a step when the devil's voice sounded again behind her.

“Is your phone waterproof?”

The woman with only a few strands of her body had no choice but to look forward with her right hand, pull out a small, Linglong phone from the secret place and throw it on the ground. Then, without hesitation, she quickly ran towards the bathroom.

"Haha~" Looking at the woman's smooth back, a funny look appeared on his face.

I reached out to hold the red wine at the head of the bed, put it next to my mouth and took a sip. It was incomparable to the inferior wine I had drunk in the bar before. This was the real red wine.

There was a TV in the room, but it was just an ordinary LCD monitor. When he saw a remote control on the bedside table, he picked up and turned on the TV.

"Yesterday afternoon, a group of militants attacked the militia regiment, causing 50 civilian casualties. A spokesman for the Federal Field Service said that they will send soldiers to the area for peacekeeping as soon as possible..."

There are worlds where there are people. Although the federal government has been established for almost two hundred years, anti-government armed forces have always existed. Those with religious backgrounds have never been baptized by federal civilization and have been fighting.

However, this is also related to the policies pursued by the federal government. They vigorously promoted genetic optimization and included all those who did not meet the requirements as "third-class citizens". Until today, a class dominance idea has been formed, and they do not regard them as human beings at all. Life and death are simply as free as they wish.

War is not something he cares about, and he has no time to pay attention to whether the people in this dimension are happy or dire straits. He wants to find a way to improve his space as soon as possible, and then start to trouble those who chase him across the dimension.

After changing several stations in a row, they were basically either variety shows or "flattering" experts who advocated upper-level political figures, and some were endless advertising brainwashing, and nothing they wanted to see.

His brows frowned slightly, and he threw the remote control on the bed sheet, looking at the bathroom.

The public relations girl was still wearing black lace underwear, squatting on the ground with her butt sticking out, and with the sound of water from the shower, she used a ceramic tooth cylinder to hit the gas pipeline. The rhythmic sound was similar to the Moss code he knew.

"He's really a talent~"

I looked at the room under my feet and found that there was no one there, so naturally no one could hear the "sos" distress signal from her.

"Hey, do you need me to rub your back for you?"

The woman with her back to him was so scared that she sat on the ground. The two big white rabbits shook continuously, their faces were even scared and their faces were trembling. They said with their lips: "I...I'm just...I'm just looking for something."

"Is that true? Have you found it?"

Facing his naked gaze, the woman on the ground subconsciously hugged the plump breasts on her chest. He looked away and looked into the bathtub, signaling: "The water has slowed down, you can wash it."

After taking a shower for more than an hour, when she came out of the bath room, Fang Yuanshan was still leaning against the bed and waiting patiently for her.

"Come on, come and sit here~"

As if he had accepted his fate, the 25 or 26-year-old woman swallowed and took off her bathrobe while walking, revealing her beautiful figure.

"What's your name?"

"Come on, why are you asking so much?" After saying that, the woman had already lie beside him, and her eyes were closed, as if she was letting Juncai and picking her.

"I gave the tip and the room was in. Are you just treating me like that?"

"What else do you want?"

He reached out and touched her small ears. He drooped, and a layer of fine goose bumps immediately rose on the woman's smooth skin.

"How about chatting?"

"The federal government has been very strict about unidentified people like you. If you want to kill me, just ask, but it is my right to say it or not."

"Oh, I can't tell that I'm still a chaste woman. Why? I want to see if I'll hit a woman?"

At this time, one of them was leaning against the bed in a bathrobe, and the other one was hanging, lying flat there. No matter how you look at the scene below, all the restricted images are about to be carried out, but what they said was very inconsistent with the atmosphere.

Looking at Ao Ran, standing upright and full, the hand that touched his right ear and drooped, grabbed forward with a terrifying hand. The white woman who called herself a public relations lady under her armpit followed her and hummed.

"Say, what's the name?"

"Lu...my name is Ruth."

"Do you know where Molika's lord's mansion is?"

"I don't……"

"Hmm?" His fingers tightened hard, and the fullness immediately squeezed out through the gap between his fingers.

“Oh~”

A soft hum sounded from the woman's throat, and a look of pain and joy flashed between her eyebrows. It took a while to say with a hint of tenderness: "The first house on the right of the tallest building in the city...the first house on the right of the tallest building."

"Very good, Ruth. Now tell me where there are meteorites, the kind of stone that flies over from the sky."

"I have no idea."

"Um?"

"I really don't know."

The palm of his hand retreated from the plumpness on her chest, moved to her throat, and gently stroked it and said, "Did you never know there are things like meteorites?"

"Maybe, maybe there will be an auction. Really, the federal government has very strict control over this aspect. Everything about energy, metals and ore is operated by the state and private individuals do not allow it to be owned."

His fingers were sliding in the woman's throat in his arms, but a hint of cold light came out of his eyes.

Although he had just arrived not long ago, everything he saw and heard reminded him that there must be some big secrets in this dimension, but ordinary people at the bottom didn't know it.

The woman in her arms was like a quail at this time, trembling with fear. The hand on her neck was like a poisonous snake, making her teeth tremble uncontrollably.

“Where are some places to find anything besides the auction?”

The woman with her eyes closed seemed to have accepted her fate at this time, and said without hesitation: "The military departments of various cities, administrative regions, the Institute of Aeronautics and Aerospace, the Department of Energy Strategy, the Institute of Genetics, and the Royal Secret Room."

Listening to the woman's words, Fang Yuanshan knew how terrifying it was. With his current skills, if he went to force himself, there would be eighteen or ninety-one but not back.

I thought about it and thought that there was only one auction that could find the stone he needed in the past. I turned to Ruth under me and asked, "Shredded pork, where is this auction usually held and when is it held?"

Hearing the "shredded meat" in his mouth, the woman in her arms did not refute and said with questions and answers: "The first day of each month is held in the Royal Club in the administrative region, and the entry fee is one million federal coins."

"One million federal coins..." he murmured, but he thought about something else in his heart.

Money is still a small matter, and the key identity is a big problem. You can know how strict it is without guessing that kind of place?
Chapter completed!