Starting from the Great Sword, you can only rely on yourself to become stronger

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, no pedestrians were seen on the street. The occasional pedestrian passed by with an umbrella in a hurry, not giving Su Moyu a chance to ask.

He did not leave the car in the city, but drove into the city for a short stroll and then drove out again.

He found a remote place in the suburbs, stopped and locked it, broke some branches to cover it as a camouflage, and then walked back on foot.

There were no spare clothes to wear in the car.

Su Moyu searched in the trunk for a while, pulled out a worn blue checkered bed sheet that was originally at the bottom, wrapped it around himself, held up a light blue folding umbrella, walked barefoot into the rain, and slowly explored useful information in the city.

High-rise buildings, neon signs, asphalt roads, bright street lights, and occasional vehicles passing by on the street.

Through the glass windows, you can often see the clothes of people inside.

Suits, casual sports, fur retro, ethnic exotic, all kinds of types.

The races are quite diverse. In addition to Asian faces, people with European and African ancestry are also common, not to mention that there are a considerable number of mixed-race people.

Various signs indicate that he has indeed traveled to a modern society with advanced technology.

But there is one thing. The words on the signs of each store are very strange. He does not recognize them, and they are not even any fonts that he is familiar with and has never seen on Earth.

Could it be... that he has traveled to a new world again, instead of returning to Earth as he thought?

Thinking of this, Su Moyu stopped in front of a building that should be a hotel, and carefully observed the people coming and going inside through the glass.

And his actions soon attracted the attention of the hotel security personnel.

A security guard wearing a black suit and a headset walked up to him with an impatient look on his face and started to scold.

"Where did this beggar come from? Get out of here! This is not a place for lowly people like you to come in!"

Su Moyu turned around and looked at the other person in surprise.

Japanese?

Could it be that this is Japan?!

He recalled the Japanese pronunciation that he had not used for a long time in his mind, and asked in a slightly awkward and stumbling Japanese.

"Um, please tell me where this is?"

"Can't you see it yourself?"

The security guard pointed to a sign at the entrance of the hotel and said

"This is a hotel owned by the Nosra family, specially for entertaining VIPs. Hurry up and leave. Begging is not allowed here!"

Sure enough, it was in Japanese!

But the words on the sign were very different from Japanese, and he really didn't recognize them.

So Su Moyu patiently continued to ask

"So is this Japan? Which city exactly?"

""Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Are you out of your mind? This is Balutondo! It's not the Japan you said! Hurry up and leave, or I'll take action!"

Seeing that the other party was still standing there, the security guard had no patience to continue talking, and stretched out his hand to push Su Moyu.

The edge of the umbrella was slightly raised, revealing gray-brown eyes. He looked the security guard up and down and nodded.

His figure is about the same as his.

You were the first to move.

And... did you call me an inferior just now?

After confirming that no one else was paying attention and the surveillance camera at the entrance of the hotel was not aimed at this place, Su Moyu grabbed the other party's outstretched wrist and squeezed it hard!

Before the other party had time to scream in pain, he let go of the umbrella, covered the other party's mouth, and slammed the back of his head against the wall behind him!

After being hit so hard, the security guard rolled his eyes and fainted.

He looked around again, and this small action did not cause any commotion, so he dragged the security guard by the collar into the darkness of the alley.

When he came out again, Su Moyu had changed into the other party's black suit.

The naked man, with only a pair of underwear and two pairs of socks left, lay quietly in a pile of debris.

Su Moyu also thoughtfully found a few wooden baskets and linen, and put them upside down on the other party to ensure that he would not catch a cold from sleeping in this cold rainy night.

The clothes were a little loose, and the shoes were about half a size larger, but it was okay. At first glance, it didn't look like anything was wrong. There is nothing abrupt about it.

The only thing that is a little eye-catching is the metal collar around his neck.

The effects of the three secret medicines he took when escaping from Lucyela have not yet disappeared. With Su Moyu's current strength, he can't break it with brute force. He can only hide the remaining small section of the chain in the collar of his suit.

Just treat it as a decoration.

Su Moyu comforted himself in this way.

Picking up the umbrella that had just fallen on the ground, Su Moyu continued to walk towards the center of the city.

He took out the other person's wallet from his suit pocket, looked at the thick stack of banknotes inside, and pulled out a piece to take a look.

Sure enough, whether it was the text or the avatar, including the background picture, Su Moyu had never seen them before. , but the 10,000 denomination marked with Arabic numerals is still recognizable.

A quick count shows that there are about 1.5 million.

Although we don't know the specific purchasing power of this currency yet, it is estimated to be a considerable fortune.

It's not like the Zimbabwe dollar, where you have to spend 5 million to buy a bottle of Coke?

And you have to buy an empty bottle first, and then you can exchange the empty bottle and 5 million for a new bottle of Coke.

I remembered the extremely luxurious decoration inside and outside the hotel, and what the security guard said.

Hmm.

It seems that there are a lot of rich people here.

The tips are also quite generous.

I don't know how long the cooling time of the navigation in the car will take, so I'll turn to���Let's see.

Since we can speak the same language, the problem of not being able to recognize words is not that big of a problem. First, find a store, buy some suitable clothes and shoes, and then eat something.

After the effect of the secret medicine completely disappears, and you can use your magic power and have sufficient self-protection ability, then slowly ask people about what this place is.

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At the same time, a convoy of dozens of luxury cars was desperately speeding away on the muddy land in the suburbs.

Another team, mainly off-road vehicles, was also frantically chasing them from behind. From time to time, someone got out of the sunroof of the off-road vehicle and fired rockets at the convoy in front.

But it was obviously not aimed at any luxury car, but continued to explode on the ground near the tires of the luxury car convoy, intending to block the opponent's escape route.

Moreover, the amount of explosives was obviously much less, and the power of the explosion was not as great as imagined.

In the center of the luxury car convoy, in the spacious back seat of the black car, a cute girl who looked quite young and lively, shrank her head in the arms of a maid beside her, trying to prevent the annoying explosion from reaching her ears, but there was no fear on her face.

In sharp contrast, the man sitting in the front passenger seat of the vehicle was fiddling with the phone in his hand with an anxious look on his face.

""What's going on, Captain Dazonie? Is there still no signal on your phone?"

The black-skinned man, who was still concentrating on driving the vehicle to avoid the rockets, asked hurriedly, although his face was covered with cold sweat.

"It still doesn't work. There's no way to contact the family to dispatch people for support!"

The man called Dazonie slammed the door handle hard and said angrily.

"These guys actually used a signal jammer! It's all because of that idiot Dashiki! He was so smart as to identify the attacker's target and location, and ended up trapping us and the lady! If I can make it back alive this time, I will report him to the boss and have him enshrined in cement and made into a sculpture!"

"Skuvara, drive faster! Their goal is to capture the young lady alive, so they will definitely not kill us. As long as we can break into the city, we have a chance to get rid of them!"

"Got it, Captain, I'll do my best!"