Long hair or short hair, wearing glasses or not, and even those with A, B, C, D, or E hair types, as well as those in black or white stockings, each has its own unique charm.

In short, they are all warmly welcoming Qin Sheng.

His gaze merely swept over them briefly, without lingering.

"Mr. Qin, welcome to Dream City."

Green reached out and, noticing Qin Sheng's gaze that hadn't lingered, very perceptively gestured for them to leave.

"Lord Green City".

Qin Sheng shook hands politely and looked at the towering buildings of the city behind him.

Although they were far apart, Qin Sheng still felt a lot of gazes upon him.

Clearly, he gained access to the city and became the center of the vortex of Dream City.

Qin Sheng smiled knowingly, but his gaze lingered on the buildings for a moment before he realized something was amiss.

He's here now as Qin Sheng, just a tourist on vacation, so he shouldn't be attracting so much attention.

Clearly, in this city where money can buy anything, his status as the cult leader is something that can be bought with money.

"Mr. Qin, I have prepared accommodations for you."

Green said, "This way, please. Let me show you to your accommodations."

"good."

As the two left and disappeared from sight, the prying gazes finally subsided.

In a room on the top floor of the hotel, Green led Qin Sheng there: "Mr. Qin Sheng, are you satisfied?"

Looking at the luxurious hotel room, which even had a small hot spring and a huge swimming pool on the balcony for Qin Sheng's exclusive use.

Meanwhile, the brightly dressed bartender at the bar was also giving her a flirtatious look, pushing over a freshly made Bloody Mary.

"good."

Qin Sheng replied calmly, and then Green handed Qin Sheng a card.

"This is what Yu Cheng instructed me to deposit into this facility to cover the costs of this phase of live weaponry."

Qin Sheng took the black card, and Green continued, "With this card, you can get a 40% discount on all your purchases in Dream City, no matter what."

Green gave a key reminder.

"Any expenses?"

Qin Sheng's gaze drifted to the bartender behind the bar, who looked at him with a hint of excitement.

“Of course.” Green raised an eyebrow and said, “Then I won’t bother you any longer?”

No rush.

Qin Sheng took out a packet of powder and then openly sprinkled it into the wine glass.

This action caused Green's expression to change slightly, but a hint of a smile appeared on his face the next second.

"Drink it," Qin Sheng said to the bartender.

The latter's delicate features flashed with surprise, and even the large white rabbit trembled slightly, revealing a hint of its beauty.

Vacuum...

Qin Sheng's lips twitched; the local customs were indeed fierce...

"Sir, this price isn't cheap." The bartender's eyes held a hint of resentment as he squeezed the White Rabbit candy, looking quite alluring.

"How much do you think you need?" Qin Sheng turned to ask Green.

“Normally, buying someone’s life depends on assessing their assets and status.” Green pondered for a moment: “Thirty million should be enough.”

Qin Sheng nodded: "Fifty million, drink..."

With a gulp, a few drops of liquor dripped from the bartender's red lips, sliding down her fair skin.

"Please swipe your card."

The bartender pulled a machine out from under the bar and handed it to Qin Sheng.

“…”

This swift and fluid movement caught Qin Sheng off guard...

With a beep, the bartender, beaming with excitement, immediately put on his clothes and said, "Sorry, I have to go to the hospital first."

Qin Sheng did not stop him, but he did come to understand some of the rules of Dream City.

"Mr. Qin, have a good time." Green was about to take his leave when he paused and said, "If you have time, Mr. Qin, you can visit the casino. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself there."

Qin Sheng nodded: "No need to see me out."

Green didn't rush to show cooperation. After leaving the room, he saw the bartender in the car downstairs.

There were two martial artists guarding her.

Is there a problem?

"No." The martial artist shook his head.

The bartender casually asked, "Who's paying, you three?"

After dismissing the bartender, Green made a phone call.

"I've already spoken with Qin Sheng. How are the preparations at the casino going?"

"I'm prepared for a major hemorrhage."

"Don't worry, you can earn it back later."

...

Qin Sheng looked at the glass; the powder inside was just plain white sugar. But the bartender still chose to drink it after hearing the price.

"interesting."

Perhaps Qin Sheng only needs to pay money to make the people of Dream City willingly become guinea pigs.

However, even if Yu Rui left the money from the sale of this batch of live weapons to Qin Sheng, with each person receiving 50 million, she could only find about a hundred guinea pigs.

"A casino, you know..."

Since he had been invited, Qin Sheng was prepared to go and take a look. He already had an idea and was just waiting for a reason to bring out the fusion pill.

"Little white mouse, go take a spin around."

With a squeak, the little white mouse hidden in the shadows fell silent.

Night soon fell, which was the true daytime for the city, with countless neon lights and skyscraper screens turning on.

To render the city in vibrant colors.

The white mouse also brought back news at this time.

"The three Venerable Ones."

Qin Sheng nodded thoughtfully. There was an extra person, who was probably the leader of the three people he met outside the city.

That's why Green was so eager to find him.

Having confirmed the situation in Dream City, Qin Sheng was fully confident that he could experiment with the effects of fusion pills here.

Downstairs, upon seeing Qin Sheng, a driver came to greet him.

"Mr. Qin Sheng, is that right? I am the driver arranged by Lord Green. You can tell me if there is any place you would like to go."

Qin Sheng nodded, and the driver had already opened the car door for him.

"Let's go to Las Vegas."

"yes."

The driver drove very steadily, even when turning, but his clothes were probably inappropriate, as his wrists were exposed when he turned.

Qin Sheng raised an eyebrow and saw the twisted scar above.

"Driver, what do you do for a living?"

driver:?

"Um... I'm a driver..."

Qin Sheng propped his head up and said casually, "I was referring to your past. The injury on your wrist doesn't look like something you'd get from being a driver."

The driver's expression changed slightly, and he tugged at his sleeve awkwardly, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, for the unpleasant experience."

"I wasn't a driver before, but I got injured while fighting the monsters, so I became a driver here."

"As for Dream City," Qin Sheng paused, "if you want suitable pills here, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"Yes," the driver nodded in agreement, "There are healing potions available on the market for treating internal injuries, but the price..."

He sighed, "But it's okay, two more years will be enough."

"You're certainly ambitious." Qin Sheng pondered for a moment. "Any interest in earning some extra money?"

"What do you need me to do?" the driver asked instead of immediately agreeing.

"It's a very simple thing."

...

A moment later, the driver respectfully opened the door for Qin Sheng, and they arrived in the gambling city.