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The Exile Star, as its name suggests.

This was a planet used by a Level 9 Civilization, long ago, to exile its most heinous criminals.

However, after such a long time, the Exile Star had gradually transitioned from a chaotic planet to one with a set order, establishing its own form of government.

Humanoid creatures still constituted the majority of the population, but there were also many other diverse species, making it a planet where various lifeforms converged.

Currently, the planet's government had been established for a long time, with only a very small resistance force, secluded in a corner, fighting against the new order.

But under the new order, which had completely won over the populace and possessed high-energy weapons, the demise of that secluded resistance force was only a matter of time.

And precisely because the war was nearing its end, over ninety-nine percent of the planet remained in a state of peace.

Thus, it was common for alien visitors to come and stay, few settling down permanently, but it was a good place for tourism.

The new order of this planet, in order to attract tourists, had even opened up a "spectator zone," allowing visitors to witness battles from a near-godlike perspective.

This seemingly risky move, having encountered no issues thus far, had indeed attracted many thrill-seeking tourists to the Exile Star.

Using the same tactic, Quintessa altered the alien visitor registration, allowing Tang Chuan to land on the planet with a legitimate identity.

Following the procedure, he exchanged his currency for the planet's digital money with the official personnel who received him.

Tang Chuan, led by the reception staff, boarded a shuttle heading towards the city.

This time, it wasn't as foul-smelling as Heka Star, and for a very small price, he hired a humanoid male named Aivi to be his guide for the day.

Aivi also helped him obtain a local communication number and, without any mention of VIP clients, instead diligently promoted the planet's various attractions to Tang Chuan.

"By the way, Mr. Tang Chuan, your information indicates you are a citizen of a Level 8 Civilization, correct? As far as I know, there are very few human citizens from that civilization. Are you a recent immigrant?" Aivi asked casually.

Tang Chuan smiled, "No, my parents were the immigrants; I was born a citizen there."

Aivi nodded, "I see. As a visitor from a higher civilization, we will certainly treat you with noble courtesy. However, to verify your identity, please forgive my boldness, but could I see your civilization's special identification mark?"

Tang Chuan glanced at him, rolled up his sleeve, revealing a peculiar pattern on his arm.

Aivi gave him an apologetic look, took out a scanning device, and scanned the peculiar pattern, confirming Tang Chuan's identity as a Level 8 Civilization citizen.

Lowering his sleeve, the "identity mark" created by the Fantasy Weapon dissipated. Tang Chuan said, "I have a general understanding of your planet's situation. You can go now; I'll explore on my own."

Aivi nodded, "Alright. I've given you my private number. No matter which attraction or entertainment you visit, call me, and I'll offer you a discount of twenty percent or more."

Tang Chuan replied, "I understand. You can go now."

Aivi bowed and entered his private shuttle, leaving.

Tang Chuan watched him leave and muttered to Quintessa, "Something feels off. It wasn't this complicated on Heka Star. This Aivi... he gives me the feeling he wants to pry into all my information. Is this normal?"

Quintessa replied, "This... is somewhat normal. Some planets are very strict about verifying the identities of alien visitors. However, one abnormal thing is that no matter where you go, some pedestrians behind you turn their heads and size you up with strange looks."

Tang Chuan hesitated, "I've actually noticed that too. Isn't that normal? It's not too strange for people to be curious about aliens, is it?"

Quintessa said leisurely, "It would normally be normal, but according to big data, the probability of pedestrians secretly observing you and looking at you with inquisitive eyes is far higher than on similar planets.

Moreover, some of them are alien visitors themselves. This planet has many types of intelligent beings; they shouldn't be this interested in someone as 'ordinary' as you.

Walking on the street, you don't have 'Alien Visitor' written on your forehead. How do they know you're an outsider?"

Tang Chuan frowned, "That's a bit problematic... But you said the personal combat strength on this planet isn't very high, right?"

Quintessa nodded, "Yes, it won't pose a threat to your life."

Tang Chuan stopped dwelling on it. He looked at Nokton beside him and said, "Let's go. Don't look at everyone like they're prey; you're scaring the child. Tonight, I'll give you a task. Go and investigate if there are any hidden problems on this planet."

Nokton said solemnly, "Okay!"

Leading Nokton, and with Chiloo looking around curiously on his shoulder, Tang Chuan arrived at a hotel.

He planned to first settle on a place to stay before exploring the planet.

At the front desk, a server who was difficult to distinguish as male or female, extremely burly, with two pairs of narrow eyes and tentacles on its chin, spoke to Tang Chuan:

"Esteemed guest, please wait a moment. The presidential suite you've chosen is inspected by a specialist before each stay. To provide you with a perfectly comfortable environment, please wait a little while. It will be very soon."

Tang Chuan remained noncommittal and chose to wait.

After about six or seven minutes, the server approached, like a human-shaped giant mountain, yet speaking with contrasting humility, saying:

"This is your identification mark. Uncover your sleeve, and I will apply it for you. You can have it removed when you check out."

As he spoke, he kept glancing at Tang Chuan's right forearm, which was covered by his sleeve.

That was the area where Tang Chuan had shown Aivi the Level 8 Civilization identification mark.

Tang Chuan glanced at him, raised his left hand, and said, "Just put it on the back of my hand."

The server hesitated, "But a hand that's exposed might affect your outward appearance..."

Tang Chuan shook his head, "It's fine. Stop dawdling; I've waited long enough."

The server then picked up the device and instantly imprinted a small tattoo on the back of Tang Chuan's left hand, bearing the hotel's information and a design similar to the hotel's logo.

The server retracted the device, "I'll take you up."

Tang Chuan refused, "No need. Just tell me which floor it is."

The server: "The top floor, the only presidential suite, is yours."

Tang Chuan nodded and boarded the lift cabin, quickly arriving at the top floor.

The entire hotel was constructed in a pyramid-like shape, with the suites on the uppermost level reserved for the powerful and wealthy, costing a considerable amount of money.

There was only one room here, filled with many high-tech furnishings, offering a panoramic view of half the city.

Tang Chuan scanned the patterns on the back of his left hand on the door, and it automatically opened.

Upon entering, the Star Hunter began scanning his surroundings, a faint blue light flickering in his eyes as if he were querying something.

Tang Chuan used his Fantasy Attribute to conjure a slip of paper and handed it to the Star Hunter.

It read: Erase all hidden surveillance cameras.

Nokton took the paper, glanced at it, then crushed it and threw it into the fireplace.

Nodding, the Star Hunter then began searching the vast room for hidden cameras based on his own experience.