Qimeng Haige

Zhang Xuezhou had only briefly glimpsed Huli Port when their small cargo ship directly connected with Scarlet Alliance State ocean-going freighter before returning home.

He had seen Huli Port, but had never entered Huli.

At the first mate's rapid announcement, Zhang Xuezhou and the others disembarked from the passenger ship.

Their disembarkation was extremely smooth; apart from their group and another group of young people, no one else disembarked from the passenger ship.

It's clear that everyone is extremely enthusiastic about Fireball.

Either they can maintain their composure, or they are too weak to participate, which is why they have to withdraw like this.

"Kids, I've heard that cars are hard to find here. Can you help us find one?"

Beside Zhang Xuezhou and the others, Turkelando had already begun to gently communicate with this group of young people.

In just a short time, Turcolando, wearing a wig, switched between several languages. Once she was speaking a language called Luojia, she had already become one of the young people.

"Huli Port is a major port, safe enough to open a restaurant here, and it's also a common choice for newbies entering Qinmeng," Ren Anran said helplessly. "As long as someone returns, let alone our two teams, even if ten or twenty teams disembark, there's a high probability we can find empty vehicles. But if we encounter other newbie teams entering in groups, they usually won't leave us with many vehicles!"

"Kids, play by yourselves for a bit!"

Ren Anran's words left Turcolando feeling quite resentful.

As a chieftain who worships the gods at the Tuer Shrine, one cannot expect Tuerkolando to have as much insight as Qin Meng.

Not to mention that this was Turcolando's first time visiting Qinmeng, even the Scarlet Alliance State was Turcolando's first time visiting, and this was also Turcolando's first long trip since stepping down as chieftain.

Just as Carando relied on others to travel the world, Turcorando was also extremely adept at using this ' Spiritual Qi '.

She dismissed the group of novices and reluctantly followed behind Zhang Xuezhou and the others.

"How are we supposed to find them here?" Ren Anran asked in a low voice, "Should we split up and search in all directions?"

"Let's go ask the owner of this restaurant in the harbor!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the deserted Huli Port, then saw a shopkeeper running out to greet customers upon hearing the sound of ships.

"Boss, I have a question for you," Zhang Xuezhou called out, gesturing towards the distance.

"Young man, directions cost 1000, meals cost 3000 per person (all you can eat), accommodation costs 10,000 per person, and special services start at 100,000. These prices are quoted in Aomeijia Alliance Coins!"

Opening a shop in Qinmeng is extremely risky; the owner is quite old and experienced at ripping people off.

He weakly reached out to respond to Zhang Xuezhou's greeting and also quoted a price in the Scarlet Alliance State.

"Money is no problem," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If you know where Zhou Xin is, I'll give you a thousand yuan right now!"

"Young man, you're asking for special services!"

The boss was initially listless, but when Zhang Xuezhou asked a question, he immediately perked up.

"The Zhou Xin you're talking about should be Seventh Sequence individual from the Scarlet Alliance State. Only special services can provide the answers to such people," the boss shouted from afar. "You've come at the perfect time! I happen to know Zhou Xin's whereabouts. For 500,000, I'll sell you his location!"

"Money is not a problem," Zhang Xuezhou nodded and exclaimed, "Could you please give me a hint first?"

"Brother Zhou, the problem is we don't have any money," Wang Li whispered, reminding us, "He seems to want banknotes from the Aomeijia Alliance!"

"If you don't have cash, you can use your supplies as collateral. If you can wait, we can also trade via international transfer," the shopkeeper exclaimed, perking up his ears. "Young man, information is priceless, the sooner the better!"

"Just so you don't let me buy fake information," Zhang Xuezhou said. "And let me reiterate, money is not an issue."

Zhang Xuezhou was quite disappointed in Wang Li, and even though Wang Li's reminder was very quiet, it didn't escape the ears of this unscrupulous boss.

Turcolando, standing behind Zhang Xuezhou, was swaying precariously.

Having roamed freely for dozens of days relying on Spiritual Qi, Turcolando learned a lesson after entering Qinmeng.

They clearly couldn't rely on Turcolando's invincible interpersonal skills.

Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to keep arguing with the other party.

They traveled light, with limited cash and extremely limited supplies.

Zhang Xuezhou was not against spending money to buy information, but the procedures for transferring money were numerous, and more importantly, they were in Qin-Mengzhong where information was slow, making it extremely difficult to successfully transfer money.

By the time they received the information under these circumstances, it was no longer of much significance to Zhang Xuezhou and his team.

At that moment, he had no choice but to rely on his words.

Zhang Xuezhou had encountered many high-level Sequence Holder and was extremely sensitive to auras. Coupled with the backlash that Turcolando suffered when releasing Spiritual Qi, it wasn't too difficult to guess the opponent's Sequence level.

"How much money can I get for this stun gun I use for self-defense?" Ren Anran asked, pulling out his sidearm.

"Three thousand!"

The shopkeeper glanced at it and then quoted an outrageous price, leaving Ren Anran with no choice but to put his sidearm back.

There are very few shops in Qinmengzhong, and the prices here do not follow the usual market prices, differing greatly from the normal prices of goods.

Simply put, this is a one-man show by the other party, where pricing is based solely on their needs and preferences.

"How much money can I get in credit for the tire repair gel?" Wang Li asked.

Eighteen yuan!

"Where are the submachine guns?"

"Three thousand!"

After inquiring about several items, the group discovered that even with all the supplies combined, it wasn't enough to exchange for 20,000 yuan.

"If you don't have enough, go back and get more money to buy more information," the shopkeeper waved from afar and said, "I can stop doing business here, but I can't do business at a loss!"

"I don't even know if your information is true or false," Zhang Xuezhou complained. "What if you give me false information? Then all my efforts would have been for nothing!"

"Although I, Chimon Haig, have been driven out of Omega, I still have some credibility. If I tell the truth, I won't lie," the shopkeeper said helplessly.

"I'm not an Ogilvy & Mather, I've never heard of that name," Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head repeatedly.

Go and find out my name!

"You can be called Chimmon Haig, I can be called Chimmon Haig, everyone can be called Chimmon Haig," Zhang Xuezhou said. "But who can say for sure who the real Chimmon Haig is? If I say my name is Zhou Xin, wouldn't that also be valid?"

"You can be called Zhou Xin, but there are probably very few other Seventh Sequence individuals in the world named Qimeng Haig," the boss said clearly and distinctly. "Young man, you should be glad you asked about Zhou Xin, because that's why I can tolerate your smooth-talking tone. After all, my temper isn't exactly the best."

The boss's gentle yet slightly threatening voice finally brought Turcorando back to his senses.

The struggle for power has always been accompanied by upheaval. When Grenas of the British Alliance State ascended to the top, he killed his rival. When Montespatton of the Aomeijia Alliance came to power, he merely defeated his opponent; there was no news of the opponent's death.

The previous chairman of the Aomeijia Alliance was Chimon Haig.

If the other party hadn't taken the initiative to speak, Turkelando would never have imagined that someone of his stature would be running a restaurant in Qinmeng.

"Since you're in the Seventh Sequence, I happen to have something to deduct from your price. See how much it's worth!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached into his undergarments and felt around, then pulled out a white feather that was over thirty centimeters long.

The feather vanes are like blades, and compared to ordinary feathers, the shaft of this feather has an unusual golden color, while the base of the feather contains a red liquid that looks like a potion.

Zhang Xuezhou fanned himself with the white feather, and a fine gust of wind swirled more than ten meters away with the feather, also causing a strand of white hair on Qimeng Haige's head to flutter.

"Products made from ferocious beasts!"

In the short time it took to test the item, Chimmon Hagrid had already described its specifications.

The group of people in front of him were either dirt poor, with not a single copper coin in their pockets, or so rich that Chimmon Hagrid almost considered robbing them.

In just a few words, the other party used smooth and diplomatic language to force Chimon Haig to emphasize himself and also to reveal his identity.

But it seemed the other side had been waiting for this moment.

Only true top- Sequence Holder can recognize its value and will not mistake the feather in the other person's hand for some kind of special craft.

Only after fully knowing his identity and confirming that he had some creditworthiness did the other party take out the beast artifact as collateral.