"Ah...you wait here," Long Haocong was grabbed on both sides and thrown out.

Qin Zhilu sneered, "I'm going to change my shoes."

Li Huangchen said meaningfully, "We'll deal with him when we get back to the capital."

Wenjing smiled and said, "That depends on how lucky he is. Once he's on the hacker organization's blacklist, there are plenty of people who would trade their lives for him."

Fu Yiming looked at her intently, "What is your role in the hacker organization?"

Wenjing was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "I guess I'm just a working person."

They weren't stupid; anyone who was this familiar with Yunnan must be a core member of a hacker organization.

Long Yanli smiled and said, "Let nature take its course. After all, there are so many aliases that we can't possibly talk about them all."

Qin Zhiluo suggested taking them to see the black market in W country.

"Hey, should we change our clothes? We look so out of place with them." Li Huangchen looked at their strange outfits; they weren't even this bizarre in a TV drama.

A short boy dressed in tattered black rags stood behind a table piled high with bottles and jars, shouting at the top of his lungs, "This is a miracle cure that can cure all diseases!"

Several bald men, dressed in white skull pants and green Spider-Man T-shirts, each holding a broken pocket watch, shouted, "We're buying hair. Anyone selling hair?"

He laid out a piece of cloth on the ground, covered with all sorts of glass. The stall owner was a young man with an exaggeratedly spiky hairstyle and a row of silver rings on his ears. He was enthusiastically introducing the stall to passersby, "Sister, these are leftover materials from Nuwa patching up the sky. They can help you find your destined one. Buying one is a good deal, 888 each."

Qin Ji walked up to the cannonball and asked, "Can we really find the destined one?"

Chongtianpao immediately grabbed him enthusiastically, "Of course! I think you've already met your destined one, haven't you?"

"Yes," Qin Ji looked at him with a shocked expression.

“That’s right, brother. The material Nuwa used to mend the sky is the stickiest, it can stick you together forever.” Skyrocket looked at him with shining eyes. “Not expensive, 1888.”

Qin Ji happily bought a lot, paid for it, and picked out the biggest piece to give to Qin Zhiluo.

Qin Zhilu rubbed her eyes, unable to believe that her older brother was so easily fooled.

Fu Yiming looked at the stone in each of their hands and sighed silently.

Long Yanli smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, let me manage the money."

Qin Zhiluo led them into a deep alley, where there was no one else.

The shop door was tightly shut, the decaying door panel covered with mottled marks. A crooked sign hung on the door panel, most of the paint peeled off, and a mysterious symbol could be vaguely made out.

Qin Zhilu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock..."

"Knock knock knock..."

"Thump..."

Long Yanli stared intently at her movements, noticing that the little girl was tapping very rhythmically.

The door opened automatically, but no one was there.

Li Huangchen shuddered involuntarily. "Tsk, this is so weird."

Long Yanli walked up to the little girl, took her hand, and slowly led her inside.

The room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

After they all entered, the door closed automatically.

"Holy crap!" Qin Ji exclaimed unconsciously, hugging Li Huangchen tighter. "Sis~, where is this place?!"

Wenjing smiled, made a face, and suddenly moved close to Qin Ji. A beam of green light shone directly on her face. "Whoa~"

"Ahhh...Holy crap...Holy shit!" Qin Ji and Li Huangchen shouted at the same time, jumping back a meter.