"Yes! We bought the keys."
It seems there's more than one key.
Once they leave, I need to cancel all the keys. Even if they can't take the core, I can't let anyone else in.
"Mr. Zheng! Shall we team up? This place is really not safe."
In terms of combat strength, the psychic girls are too weak, but since we're from a friendly country, let's bring them along!
Just then, the sounds of gunfire above gradually faded away.
"Alright! Let's go out and get some identification first."
There's been constant warfare here, so there's a lot of population movement. Getting an identity is easy, but getting us dressed like this is a different story.
I used my computer to scan the sewers and then led the psychic girl and Qi Fu into the city.
According to Zif, the city above was for third-class and lower-class citizens, while second-class citizens lived in bunkers.
Therefore, the cities above are not very large; only those close to the royal city are inhabited by high-ranking citizens.
I secretly took some money and bought a garment called "integrated fiber" at a clothing store here, but I didn't buy the best one.
Mid-range is fine, it won't be too flashy.
Identification cannot be processed here; all able-bodied young men in Kangcheng must join the army.
After buying clothes, we bought train tickets to the even bigger city of Shuocheng!
Despite the ongoing war, the maglev train continues to operate.
Prices are a bit high, though; a train ticket costs 10,000.
Rice here costs only 100 yuan a bag; one train ticket can last for several years.
When I produced five train tickets, the psychic was astonished:
"Mr. Zheng! Have you stumbled upon a treasure?"
The strangest one was Qi Fu; when she met me, she was only wearing a pair of tattered pants.
"Oh! I found a bank card with money in it."
Qi Fu asked, "Do you know the password?"
"ah?"
Without me having to explain, the psychic said, "Mr. Zheng is a hacker. A password is easy for him, isn't it?"
I bet the psychic hasn't said it yet, but I could hack into the bank and still do it.
Anyway, we got on the train. Lunch was served on the train, which consisted of two slices of what looked like ham, but they didn't taste like meat.
There was also a bowl of porridge of unknown origin.
We ate with furrowed brows, but Qi Fu seemed to be enjoying something delicious, savoring it slowly in small bites.
The psychic glanced at her, then leaned close to my ear:
"Mr. Zheng! We can't bring anything in here, and we probably can't take anything out either. Do you have any ideas?"
"Then you must remember that."
The psychic woman looked distressed: "Now I know why even our country's leaders want you."
This place requires both survival skills and technical expertise. You're one of the few people in the world who can be so versatile.
I'm almost embarrassed by all the praise.
"Sigh! Let alone whether I can see the high-tech weapons here, even if I do, I won't understand them."
Why does this sound like it has a hidden meaning?
So, does this mean that after I learn something, I should give her a copy as well?
What can I do? I have a good relationship with them now, but there has to be a limit. When it comes to this kind of technical matter, I won't just give her the information so easily.
"You can't say that. I'm only so-so when it comes to programming. I'm just mediocre at everything else."
"Um, I've finished eating. You guys continue eating."
I had to run away quickly, otherwise if she continued on this topic, she would definitely beg me to go out and share my skills.
With nowhere to go, I pretended to go to the toilet.
Our carriage is the last civilian carriage. The toilet is between two other carriages, and the military carriage is over there.
I just got there, holy crap!
I saw Duanmu Xiuchun; she was wearing a canvas draped over her shoulders, her hands were tied, and she was kneeling in the passageway.
Duanmu Xiuchun seemed to sense my gaze. As soon as she raised her head, a soldier kicked her to the ground.
"Who told you to look up?"
There was nothing under the canvas, which startled Duanmu Xiuchun so much that she quickly sat up, clamping her legs tightly together.
Everyone around burst into laughter.
I feel a little relieved watching this. Those people from the "little notebook" deserve to be treated like this.
I opened the bathroom door, and before I could even go in, Duanmu Chunxiu saw me and immediately called out:
"I'm reporting him! That person is also an outsider."
She yelled at me, and several soldiers immediately drew their guns.
Damn it, you guys got arrested, and you still want to drag me down with you, huh?
However, she was speaking in Yangben language, which the soldiers probably didn't understand. They looked at me and then at Duanmu Xiuchun.
"What's the name of this person you arrested?"
After I finished speaking, the soldiers put their guns away again.
Duanmu Xiuchun was immediately stunned. I can speak Shiyan dialect, how can she prove that I am an outsider?
"Sir! This is a suspect we arrested. She doesn't understand our language. Anyone like this must be brought to the General for personal interrogation."
"Oh! You've worked hard."
I went into the toilet after I finished speaking.
I stayed inside for a few minutes, and then I came out.
It seems the soldiers here are very wary of people who don't speak the language of Shiyan.
I have to go back and tell the psychic that if I can't speak, I should just pretend to be mute.
When I got back, the tableware and everything else had already been cleared away. I sat down, told them about Duanmu Xiuchun's arrest, and then said:
“You guys don’t understand their language, so you might as well pretend to be mute. Otherwise, if the soldiers find out, you’ll probably get arrested.”
"Oh? We overlooked that aspect."
After the psychic finished speaking, one of her attendants asked, "Mr. Zheng! How do you know their language?"
I smiled and said, "I learned it."
"Learn? In such a short time?"
Believe it or not, that's what I learned.
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