"There was only one token with his information on it. After I absorbed it with my own token, nothing else appeared," Chen Zhou honestly stated. Chen Zhou didn't know what they were looking for either. After Zhu Feibai transformed into a werewolf, all his clothes were torn apart; how could he possibly have anything hidden on his body?
"Alright then, we won't bother you any longer, sir," the old man replied slowly, then immediately gestured to the other old men behind him, telling them to leave immediately.
Seeing the old man retreat, Chen Zhou also jumped down from the battle platform and carefully examined this world.
As soon as Chen Zhou jumped off the fighting platform, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and people started walking towards him.
"Young man, may I ask what kind of technique you used with that flame just now?" A middle-aged man in tattered clothes walked towards Chen Zhou. He looked shifty and made Chen Zhou feel extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the man's first question was about his flame, which naturally displeased Chen Zhou.
How could Chen Zhou possibly tell others about such combat techniques? If everyone knew, what advantage would he have left? Besides, this was a rootless fire, already fused with him, not a cultivation technique. How could others possibly learn it?
So Chen Zhou only glanced at the man and ignored him, continuing to walk slowly. Chen Zhou planned to wander around the tenth floor, familiarize himself with it, and preferably look for any news about Wo Wan.
Seeing that Chen Zhou had no intention of paying attention to him, the man quickly followed Chen Zhou's footsteps, saying as he walked, "Sir, please slow down!"
"I know that the techniques of the strong are not passed on to outsiders, so I won't ask that question. I would like to ask you, how can one become stronger?" the man caught up and continued to ask.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou turned his head slightly to glance at the man again and casually said, "A narrow escape from a desperate situation."
Chen Zhou was just saying it offhand. The stories of strong people that Chen Zhou had heard, as well as the many martial arts novels that his previous generation had read in modern times, all involved strong people who survived desperate situations and finally obtained great opportunities to become strong.
"How can one survive a desperate situation?" the man asked, still somewhat puzzled.
"You also need luck. If you don't have a great opportunity, it's very difficult to become a powerful figure." Chen Zhou slowly replied, secretly hoping that this person would stop following him.
Chen Zhou could tell at a glance that this person was probably not very strong, so why was he still able to survive on the tenth floor without being killed by others and gaining any achievements?
Chen Zhou couldn't help but become curious.
"Well, it seems I'm destined to never become a strong person, but I want to return to my hometown from this demonic city..." the man continued to murmur.
"You're from the Tianyun Continent?" Chen Zhou asked.
“Yes. I come from the Northern Kingdom of Tianyun Continent. I am just a small merchant. One day, I came out of the Wolong Mountains and returned to the Northern Kingdom. Then my carriage brought me here.” The man said helplessly, his tone full of sadness.
Upon hearing this man's words, Chen Zhou immediately felt that this man was even more pitiful than himself. At that time, he was probably still fast asleep in his carriage, and unknowingly, his carriage had brought him to this magical city.
It seems that the two of them entered this magical city in roughly the same way.
"You must be quite strong, otherwise how could you survive in this place?" Chen Zhou asked tentatively.
"It's a long story. If this were the Tianyun Continent, I could still use my true qi cultivation to fight, but here, my true qi is completely gone, and my body is very weak. I'm no match for these people at all. When I first entered here, I was just like you. But I came in with a group, and I secretly blended in with those who were clamoring for battle, managing to get through one fight. Then, relying on my outstanding talent as a merchant, I encouraged the strong people here to double their magic coins, which is why I've always had someone protecting me and haven't been challenged by anyone. It's a long story; since entering this Demon Capital, I haven't even had a single battle yet," the timid middle-aged man replied.
Upon hearing the man's answer, Chen Zhou's opinion of him changed somewhat. So this man had a talent for business; what could he do with the magic coins? Could it be that he could really double the magic coins?
"What do you mean by doubling the magic coins?" Chen Zhou asked slowly.
"This is my personal skill, and it's something I can't tell anyone else, just like your flame," the peddler said honestly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou immediately realized that he had no chance of learning it, but he could ask this small vendor for help. In fact, Chen Zhou had been wondering why this werewolf Zhu Feibai, who was so strong, only had 54 magic coins.
Chen Zhou's understanding of these magic coins was still too superficial.
"Can you help me get this magic coin?" Chen Zhou asked immediately. When he bought the battle armor on credit, the attendant had told him the repayment date, which was three days later.
Chen Zhou must ensure that the number of magic coins on his token is above 0 within these three days, otherwise he will be punished by the Demon City.
Chen Zhou naturally did not want to be punished, because the punishment was unknown to him, and he did not know what the punishment was.
"Do you know the value of this magic coin?" the middle-aged man asked Chen Zhou, uttering a nonsensical question.
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