After using the cheat, I traveled through time with a full-level account

"The Sunken Sea again?" Chen Yang was a little surprised.

This ghost thing has a high appearance rate.

And every time it appears, it is accompanied by some extremely supermodels. The products of the Sunken Sea must be high-quality.

"Well, that ocean has too many secrets, but no one has ever brought back everything hidden."

"Speaking of which, there seems to be a mysterious legend about Aetherion."

Hearing this, Puka's face changed obviously, but it was quickly hidden and no one noticed.

"Yes, there is one, but it's just a story made up by some bards. Until now, I haven't heard of anyone seeing any round guys."

"Is that so..."

Chen Yang thought silently. If the legend is false, who will run Aetherion?

Could it be the Black and White Fox Chamber of Commerce? With their size, is it necessary to build a gambling city?

"Mr. Chen Yang, is this sword of your subordinate the legendary Tolkien masterpiece?"

Old Puka stroked the sword body with admiration.

"No, I'm sure it's not."

"Ah, what a pity." Puka was a little disappointed. He thought he had really seen Tolkien's masterpiece.

In fact, Chen Yang wanted to tell him that this [Swallow of the Underworld] was much more powerful than the so-called Tolkien masterpiece, but it was useless to tell him. They couldn't understand things of too high status.

The two chatted for a while, and Chen Yang suddenly noticed a shiny mechanical creation in the corner of the room. It seemed that because the owner was a dwarf, its cockpit was not big and it was just lubricated, as if it could take off at any time.

Is that a plane?

Noticing Chen Yang's gaze, Puka also looked over, with a nostalgic look, and his speech became lively and cheerful.

"Hahaha, that thing, it's a gadget I made when I was young, and it hasn't broken down until now."

"It must take a lot of time to repair and inspect it."

"Of course, this is my baby, and I have to maintain it every day."

"That's really a powerful thing!" Chen Yang excitedly walked over to take a closer look, "Can I touch it?"

When talking about his old baby, Puka looked very excited. He jumped off the kang and said with a beaming face: "Of course! Of course! Touch it as you like! This old guy is not so fragile!"

Chen Yang touched the fuselage. The material was very hard and smooth. He also gently moved some buttons and waist bars in the cockpit. They were still sensitive and brand new.

"If it wasn't designed according to my body shape, I really want you to try it!"

Puka's face flushed red. Unlike the intoxication caused by alcohol, this was a manifestation of adrenaline surge and excitement. It can be seen that he really loves this plane, and he expressed his extremely sincere gratitude and happiness for Chen Yang's appreciation.

The feeling of being recognized is always good.

"Yes, sir, I can't sit on it, but you can."

"Haha, no...ah? Me?"

"Of course, Mr. Puka, this plane was your companion when you traveled around the world, wasn't it? Why don't you go up and show me its sharpness yourself?"

Puka was obviously a little moved, and reached out to touch the fuselage.

"Mr. Puka, I have always believed in the concept that all things have spirits, although you are not bad to it. But I think this plane must want to fly in the sky with you again. By the way, what is it called?"

As if it touched his heart, Puka's breathing became rapid, and he kept nodding. He was ready.

"Put, his name is Put! Sir! You are right!"

"It is better to act than to be moved. Shall we go?"

"Okay! Okay! Let's go. Today is Puka's day off. No one can stop Put and Puka from flying side by side!"

He called out "Okay" twice in a row and proudly opened the door behind. Chen Yang then discovered that this was originally a large warehouse. Pushing the plane, Puka's heart was surging.

The wind outside was very strong and it was very cold today, but it could not extinguish Puka's rekindled passion and yearning for freedom.

"Can it be done with such a strong wind?"

Chen Yang felt the cold wind constantly pouring into the seams of his clothes. He was so cold that his teeth were shivering. He quickly cast a magic spell on himself and instantly felt warm like spring.

When I just came here, there was not such a strong wind, but now it is blowing.

"Of course!" Puka shouted, "We have encountered much stronger winds than this! Guess what the result is? Haha, now my old friend and I are standing here unscathed to show you!"

The plane took off, Puka was extremely confident in his partner. The plane took off, swaying in the strong wind, but stable and confident.

The cold wind blowing from the winter plains frosted the world, but could not stop Puka and Putt from flying in the sky. Chen Yang silently watched the old man flying the plane like a child, and a smile appeared on his face.

It took about half an hour for Puka to come down from the air. The wind blew his woolen collar and made a gurgling sound, but the dwarf forger was still chattering about how good Putt's performance was.

"Mr. Puka, I can really see your pursuit and love of freedom itself."

Chen Yang praised.

"Haha, an old man, it's good to fly like this once in a while."

Puka returned to the house and waved his hand and got on the kang again.

This kind of kang also exists on Blue Star, and the structure is similar. It is surprisingly warm after lighting a fire.

"Why don't you continue to pursue your past dreams? I believe you are as curious about Novaria as I am."

"Yes, I used to think so, but now I have lost my enthusiasm for exploring this kind of thing." He drank another glass of beer, "And I have to stay here, there is a reason why I have to stay."

Chen Yang nodded, not digging into the past that the other party didn't want to mention.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Puka, I want to ask you about Aserion."

Puka nodded, he now has a good impression of Chen Yang.

"You've probably heard of most of the legends from the outside world, so I'll just talk about some of the lesser-known ones."

He used the coals in the stove to light a cigarette as thick as Chen Yang's two thumbs combined, and took a puff.

"Actually, the place of Aserion can be summed up in one word - gambling."

"gamble?"

"Yes, that place does not accept any country's currency or treasure, nor does it accept props or weapons, only chips."

"All treasures can be exchanged for chips in casinos everywhere. The ratio is very low. You can hardly exchange money for gambling. Even if you buy a mountain of gold coins, you can only get a few pitiful chips."

"And Aserion itself has no currency. In other words, chips are currency. You can only use chips for all consumption. Even if it is Tolkien's masterpiece, you can't buy a cup of inferior beer there."

"Wouldn't a guy who is already very poor have to go there and starve?"

Puka shook his head. Etherian would naturally consider such a thing.

“Everyone who enters will get a certain amount of initial chips. It’s free. It’s free, but you have to pay it back the next day. You can pay whatever is left.”

Chen Yang held his chin with his hand, thinking about the meaning of doing this.

"Because of what?"

"In order for everyone to gamble! To win money! As long as you can earn even one chip, it belongs to you and will not be taken back! But if you expect to use that money to live a good life, I'm sorry, you will be the next day Just wait and drink the northwest wind."

"This... is coercion."

"That's right, it's Etherian who forces you to gamble, otherwise you won't be able to afford anything to eat or a place to live the next day!"

"Then if you lose, won't you still be hungry the next day?" Chen Yang asked.

"Of course, no one will care about you. Go away or stay in Aserion to find some kind of business and make some small profits. The wages there are so low that you can't afford to eat even if you work for a day."

Chen Yang understood that this place would not be able to survive without gambling.

"So you can only use the meager salary you earn to gamble..."

Muttering in his mind, he heard Puka say again.

"This is the City of Sin, the City of Gambling, Altherium!"