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It turned out to be Wei Na who came to deliver the supplies.

Wang Jixuan moved the supply box from the back of the motorcycle and said in a low voice, "Let's go somewhere else."

"Okay, I can't stay here too long," Wei Na said softly.

Wang Jixuan, who had already surveyed the terrain, led her to a low hut not far away.

—The owner of the hut got drunk after taking Wang Jixuan's three Joy Coins and went to sleep soundly at the neighbor's house early.

Wang Jixuan locked the doors and windows and turned on the energy-saving lamp, which didn't provide much light.

Wei Na cleared her throat, leaned against the wall with her shoulders, and tried to strike a sexy pose.

"Why did you come?"

Wang Jixuan asked softly:

"Have you forgotten? The Blackfire Gang is also looking for you."

"It's because your matter is a secret within our small team."

Wei Na pouted and complained:

"We can't possibly have Team Leader Zhou come down to deliver the equipment himself. That guy Lan Yuzai is out of commission and will be hospitalized for at least half a month. After calculating, I'm the only one who can come... Let's see what Team Leader Zhou has prepared for you.

"I don't really understand, what's the use of that kind of metal ore to you? Can you tell me?"

"Not convenient."

Wang Jixuan had already finished opening the box as he spoke.

On top was a thin mask sealed in plastic film.

"This is a simulation mask."

Wei Na introduced:

"This kind of thing is said to be used by special agents. It's made of nano-materials and is only stocked by the Special Investigation Team of the Purge Department.

"After you stick it on your face, it will automatically conform to your skin and change your appearance. The breathability is said to be good, and it can automatically filter out sweat. Take it off for maintenance once a month."

"Maintenance?"

Wang Jixuan was quite curious. He held the mask in his hand and examined it carefully for a while. After confirming that there were no problems, he tried to stick it on his face.

The mask rippled with white lines. Wang Jixuan felt itchy on his face, which was very similar to when he was taking a nap under a tree that year, and the naughty little junior sister let the spirit deer lick his forehead...

Forget it, this memory doesn't seem to be pleasant.

Wei Na threw a mirror over, and Wang Jixuan looked at himself in the mirror.

The disguised face was surprisingly similar to his appearance in his previous life, which made him feel happy.

"Come, look over here."

Wei Na called out and took a long strip-shaped instrument from the supply box to scan his facial data carefully.

Wang Jixuan asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Sending your current facial data back, Zhou will help you create a new identity."

Wei Na smiled:

"Okay, my main mission is completed."

Wang Jixuan looked at the instrument and asked, "Why don't I have these things in my memory?"

"Most of them are military technology."

Wei Na smiled:

"You haven't been to the Fortress Upper City. It's a different world from the Middle and Lower Cities. The Upper City is the crystallization of human technology. Otherwise, what do you think we rely on to fight against the powerful Blade Beast Legion? Rely on those spirit energy users who are fewer in number than heavy mechas?"

Wang Jixuan hesitated to speak.

He wanted to ask Wei Na about the Blade Beasts.

In the eyes of the humans in this world, the Blade Beasts are ferocious and terrifying; but in the eyes of Daoist Wang...

The Blade Beasts are full of treasures.

Wei Na put her left hand on her slender waist and her right hand on the table next to her, asking softly:

"What are your plans next? He asked me to ask."

"I want to sneak into the forty-ninth level."

Wang Jixuan said simply:

"It's best to join a gang that can fight the Blackfire Gang head-on, use them to cover my identity, and find a chance to kill that spirit energy user who was injured by me."

Soul-snatching is naturally not something that can be brought to the table and talked about directly.

Daoist Wang also wants to save face.

Wei Na reminded:

"It's very dangerous.

"However, a gang alliance against the Blackfire Gang is already being formed. These gangs are all recruiting people, so it won't be too difficult to implement your plan...

"We will cooperate with you, I mean, the two of us, Zhou and I, will try our best to cooperate with you."

Wang Jixuan agreed, but couldn't help asking, "Doctor Wei, have you seen Blade Beasts?"

"I've not only seen them."

Wei Na's smile gradually disappeared, and she said casually:

"The war with the Blade Beasts is extremely cruel. The fortress number in the Central Basin War Zone has reached 116, but only 18 fortresses are still operating. Guess why?"

Wang Jixuan asked, "Were they breached by the Blade Beasts?"

Wei Na put the instrument back into the box and introduced simply:

"Most of them were breached by the Blade Beasts, and a small number of them were caused by the self-collapse of the fortress ecosystem.

"For the latter, we just need to protect the refugees to enter the next fortress. The War Zone Integration Center will always keep two unused fortresses as shelters.

"But as long as a fortress is breached by the Blade Beasts... there will be no refugees.

"Our Fortress 76 is an industrial fortress. There are also war fortresses on the front line. We are mainly responsible for transporting combat personnel and various materials to the front line... I once served as a military doctor in a military operation to support the front line. On the way we were advancing, a team of Blade Beasts suddenly emerged from the sand, and the armored vehicle we were riding in was overturned... and then it was a massacre... I..."

Wei Na's mind echoed with the roar of the Blade Beasts, and her eyes turned red.

Wang Jixuan didn't know what to say.

He wasn't very good at comforting others.

Moreover, he actually just wanted to ask if the Blade Beasts had demon cores...

"No!"

Wei Na frowned and asked:

"Shouldn't you be showing off your gentlemanly demeanor now, wiping away my tears or hugging me? Please! I'm showing my most vulnerable side."

Wang Jixuan asked back, "Is that in accordance with etiquette?"

"Etiquette? What do you mean?" Wei Na said speechlessly, "Are you really a sexually conservative person?"

Wang Jixuan: …

This poor Daoist might think that your sexually conservative people are not conservative enough.

"Yes," he nodded decisively, "I won't easily start a relationship. It's a burden to me. My only pursuit is to become stronger."

"So it's not that this old lady's charm is the problem..."

"Huh?" Wang Jixuan's eyes were a little puzzled.

"Cough, never mind!"

Wei Na showed a bright smile:

"Just pretend you didn't hear those rude words just now. I'm an elegant doctor... I just feel like we're completely wasting the great atmosphere here. Really not going to try it? You're already in your twenties, it's time to open the door to a new world, you might like this way of relieving stress! Hey!"

Bang!

Wei Na felt the gust of wind brought by the door panel, and her curly long hair swayed slightly.

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"If you don't want to try, then don't try, why are you throwing people out directly... Hey! I want to take that instrument back! He will contact you directly later! I can't be bothered to care about you!"

Daoist Wang in the room curled his lips and shook his head, lowered his head to study the supplies in front of him, and formulated subsequent planning steps.

First of all, he had to hide for a few days.

…

Seven days later.

A inconspicuous corner of Joy City.

Wang Jixuan, wearing a disguised face, frowned as he looked at the gaudy barbershop in front of him, and the few "wash, cut, and blow" princes at the door.

Zhou Zhengde's message reappeared in his mind.

[01: Mu Liang, from now on, you have a new identity, you must change your hairstyle, get a hairstyle that looks more like a hoodlum.]

Wang Jixuan thought of Lan Yuzai's look, and his Dao heart hesitated for a while.

'Which accomplished cultivator doesn't have flowing long hair, doesn't have a flowing robe?'

'Red dust tempering, red dust tempering!'

Wang Jixuan walked into the barbershop with his head down.

"Shopkeeper! Please give me a fashionable hairstyle that looks serious but doesn't look so serious, looks unserious but doesn't look so unserious!"

The female hairstylist with smoky makeup, who was perming a buddy's hair, was stunned when she heard this.

Pop!

The female hairstylist blew up the bubble gum at the corner of her mouth.

"Are you sick! Get out!"

"Please, for its sake."

Wang Jixuan raised his left fist, gently flicked his thumb upward, and a Joy Coin rolled and flew up, bringing out a glittering texture.

"I'm talking about the three of you outside, are you sick!"

The female hairstylist shouted loudly:

"Didn't you see our shop's super super VIP is here! Roll in and wash the chair!"

The three young people squatting at the door hurried in.

Half an hour later.

Wang Jixuan looked in the mirror at the blue-dyed spikes on the top of his head, silently put down the Joy Coin, and left this sad place with a peaceful expression.

[01: You have to change your outfit, remember Lan Yuzai's dress? Your fake identity is a hoodlum from the eleventh level, because you accidentally beat a blood bag to death, so you spent money to bribe the security team to escape, you have to look like a hoodlum.]

Zhou Zhengde's statement made sense.

Walking in the world, clothing is essential.

Whether a cultivator has immortal or domineering aura depends on his own temperament, the cultivation method, and the clothing. Both the righteous and demonic paths pay attention to different dressing styles.

Wang Jixuan thought carefully and walked towards the clothing stall at the corner.

In just a few minutes, Wang Jixuan matched himself according to Lan Yuzai's dressing style.

A set of tight leather clothes and rivet boots wrapped his new Dao body that had begun to be transformed by spiritual energy, a figure that was not stalwart but upright, a body that looked thin but had begun to show the contours of muscles, and his new spiky hairstyle...

As soon as Wang Jixuan walked out of the clothing stall, the eyes of the surrounding people gathered.

An uncle with zombie makeup threw a flirtatious look.

Across the narrow street, a few women shouted a few times to look at the handsome guy.

Wang Jixuan: … Is that it?

The aesthetic taste of this world is too vulgar.

He took out his text messaging device and glanced at it. The last few messages from Zhou Zhengde were displayed.

【01: Everything's settled. The database has been updated with your new identity. I'll send it to you shortly. Remember, a sense of ease. You absolutely must have that kind of 'the sky's the limit, let's fight if you don't like it' kind of ease.】

【01: Name 'Zhou Tiantian,' 21 years old, graduated from a junior technical college, worked as a production line worker for two years, absenteeism rate exceeding 30%, lived in the 23rd Integrated Nurturing Center before the age of 6, mother cut off contact after father died of Fortress Disease. Killed a blood bag by accident and fled into the Undercity. Has a great-uncle, Zhou Heitan, who is the logistics team leader of the Fortress Eleventh Level Security Team. (Note: Without a background, it's difficult to get by in the Undercity.)】

【01: That's it. Don't worry about Team Leader Zhou Heitan; he's a family elder I can trust. All of Mu Liang's biometric information has been synchronized to Zhou Tiantian's name, including fingerprints, blood type, and so on. Even if they take your hair for testing, Zhou Tiantian's information will come up. I've arranged for a trusted aide to impersonate you at the medical center. Lan Yuzai's mother is temporarily being kept in the ward and cannot leave at will.】

【01: Mu Liang, although I don't like this kind of dominated cooperative relationship, I choose to trust you.】

【01: Next, you need to go to the Freak District of the City of Joy and find an Undercity broker named 'Goat Butt' at the Black Sail Tavern. He is the most powerful broker in the Undercity, and your great-uncle Zhou Heitan has arranged everything for you.】

【01: Please remember, we can only do what we think is right, not what makes others feel comfortable. This is the basic survival rule of the Fortress.】

A short, thick underline was gently pulsating.

'Fellow Daoist Zhou really likes to give instructions,'

Wang Jixuan rubbed the tip of his nose and looked up at the dazzling neon lights ahead.

He was already inside that colorful giant serpent.

As the perspective swept from behind his head, the slowly unfolding scene was filled with the clamor of human voices. The doorway ahead, constantly spewing white dry ice smoke, was like the gate of hell, with flashes of laser lights occasionally flickering inside.

A thug's ease…

Wang Jixuan took off his mask and sunglasses, his disguised face displaying an arrogant and unruly sneer, his thumb hooked into the edge of his pocket.

He contemplated Lan Yuzai's walking style in his mind, taking steps that were deep with one foot and shallow with the other as he strolled towards the doorway ahead.

Stepping through the door and following the signs to the left, he walked down a slightly narrow corridor, the raucous psychedelic electronic music beginning to bombard his eardrums.