Chapter 1703

The driver looked at Chen Ping in surprise, but didn't say anything, and immediately started the car and galloped in the air.

Chen Ping, who was sitting in the back row, took out his communicator and sent a message to Fang Ya, Nalan and Hei Hu, telling them that he had left the Ancestral Dragon's Land and that he would meet again in the future.

I don't know if they can receive this message. After sending this message, Chen Ping turned off the communicator and threw it into the ring.

Looking out the window at the densely packed tall buildings with metallic luster, and the neon signboards that were not very dazzling in the sunlight, Chen Ping sighed.

If the journey goes well, maybe we can see them again before the next star gate opens, but if there is not enough time, then it can really be regarded as a farewell.

The car stopped in an old town in the southeast of the city.

"A total of one hundred and thirty star coins."

Chen Ping took out the communicator of a member of the Moon Worship Sect that he had obtained earlier, and transferred the money over.

Fortunately, the communicators of those people are relatively low-level, there is no security system, and all messages will not be automatically destroyed after the death of the host.

The communicator that sealed Liuyue turned into a pile of scrap iron.

At noon, not knowing that the bar camp was closed, Chen Ping opened the door and walked into an old bar with a light sign.

"It's not open during closing time, please come back."

A skinny bartender was mopping up the bar.

"I didn't come to drink."

Chen Ping also murmured in his heart, no matter how you look at it, this place looks like a regular bar, where you can take a gamble.

Chen Ping avoided the sweeping robot, came to the bar, pressed his hat and said in a low voice, "I want to get a communicator."

The bartender said calmly, "Sir, we are a regular bar here."

But when the bartender heard Chen Ping's words just now, his hands obviously paused, and this detail was caught by Chen Ping.

"how about this?"

With a smile, Chen Ping took out a piece of mithril the size of a fist, and continued to speak in a low voice.

I have been in the industry for so long, and I have never seen anyone directly trade precious metals.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the boss."

After all, the bar pressed a button under the bar counter.

After a while, a tall and strong man walked out of the elevator. The man looked fierce and said to the bartender, "Xiao Li, is there something urgent for me to come down?"

"Boss, this man has business to do."

The tall man noticed this mysterious man wearing a hood and sitting at the bar without saying a word from the very beginning. He stepped forward and asked, "What does this customer want to buy?"

Chen Ping turned his head to the side, looked at the man with a fleshy face and said, "I want a communicator with my information recorded."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the piece of mithril lying quietly on the bar.

Mithril of this size is at least two kilograms, at least 500,000 star coins.

And recording a new communicator is only a few tens of thousands of star coins.

The man grinned and said, "Come with me, sir."

The man led Chen Ping into the elevator, and after pressing the buttons several times, the elevator walked towards the second floor, which was not displayed.

This place is like a small processing factory. The boss took Chen Ping to the deepest part, and said to a thin man wearing glasses, "Help him make a communicator."

The man rummaged through the glove box a few times, found a communicator that looked fairly new, and said to Chen Ping, "If you want any information, fill it in yourself."

Chen Ping stepped forward and briefly recorded his own information, without covering up too much.

After the information was entered, the man actually entered the information database and put Chen Ping's information in it.

"It's over."

The man handed the communicator to Chen Ping.

The boss didn't take Chen Ping to stay for a long time, but wanted to exchange the information of his communicator with Chen Ping, but Chen Ping refused, so he had to say: "Sir, if you need anything in the future, you can come to me again."

Chen Ping nodded and went straight out.

He is just going through the motions in this Bai Ze territory, which is the only way he must go to the first continent. A communicator will make things easier.

So now a means of transportation is needed, Chen Ping found a remote alley and transferred all the money in several communicators.

Looking at the small eight-digit number in his communicator, Chen Ping grinned and said, "You can also buy a high-end car that Mu Chi talked about."

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ping found a roadside restaurant and sat in, ordered two dishes to fill his stomach. Inadvertently, I heard a drowsy person at the next table say: "This forbidden place is also closed, and the holy son of the Moon Worship Society has died. When will he fall for the Moon Worship Society!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you will lose your head if you are careful."

The man was still sober and helped the drunk man out.

What was the origin of this worshiping the moon? Chen Ping thought of the powerful Feng Liuyue and the "Nine Yin Jue" he had obtained from him.

At this time, a silver-gray tiger-striped cat jumped onto Chen Ping's lap. Except for the unusually long tail and a sarcoma on the top, this cat was not much different from the cats on the earth.

The cat turned over and rubbed against Chen Ping enjoying it. Chen Ping also thought it was funny, and scratched its head with his hands. But the cat turned over and jumped onto the table, seeing the fish and wanting to eat it.

"Nini!"

A little girl in a yellow dress ran out.

Seeing the cat on Chen Ping's lap, he hurried up to take the cat away and apologized, "I'm very sorry, my cat is not sensible, please forgive this gentleman."

After all, the little girl ran away quickly, and Chen Ping didn't pay much attention to it.

After a while, the girl walked towards Chen Ping with a cup of soup with a strong aura.

"Sir, this is my family's secret medicine soup, please forgive me, sir."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at the busy restaurant owner and proprietress.

Presumably, this girl is the daughter of the restaurant owner.

Chen Pingdao: "I accept the kindness, I want to ask you one thing, what kind of existence is worshiping the moon?"

The girl's face changed, and she ran away in silence.

Chen Ping frowned, could this moon worship be so terrifying.

After a while, the boss came over and said apologetically, "The little girl's reaction was a bit too aggressive just now, please forgive me, sir."

"No problem."

"Mr. is a foreigner, so I don't know about this moon worship."

The boss pulled out a stool and sat down, and carefully observed whether there was any suspicious person around.

"This moon worship meeting can stop children from crying here."

"They acted without conscience?"

Chen Ping was a little puzzled. In this peaceful and prosperous age, the moon worship party dared to be so rampant?

"Sir, I don't know. When the Moon Worship Society was first established, it was not like it is now. At that time, people were still scrambling to get their children into the Moon Worship Society."

"About ten years ago, a woman suddenly appeared and founded the Moon Worship Society."