Those who reincarnate must die.

Accompanied by nine flames, Altar No. 12 appeared at a bustling crossroads.

This is a world that appears to be more technologically advanced than the main world. Towering skyscrapers line both sides of the streets, and adjacent buildings are connected by sky bridges. The vehicles on the street have a similar design to concept cars in the main world, but upon closer inspection, you can see that their wheels are folded, and they mainly rely on a hovering system to fly close to the ground.

The clothing of passersby is similar to that of the main world, but the styles are more diverse. You can often see elements of traditional costumes from various ethnic groups, but they are only used as visual symbols. Generally speaking, the complicated parts of ancient costumes have been abandoned and modified to be simple and fit well to adapt to modern life.

Besides humans, you can often see some intelligent robots on the streets. They are huge, strong, and have a strong mechanical feel. Thanks to these ubiquitous humanoid robots, Thunder's armor does not look out of place on the street.

It's clear this is a world of highly developed civilization and technology, where people live conveniently and exude confidence. Who could imagine that such a beautiful world is about to face the catastrophic invasion of hell?

I checked the time; it was 12:30 PM, which meant the mission would end at 12:30 AM.

"Now there's a problem..." Ye Peng looked around at the bustling city center: "Where are we? When did the invasion begin? And where do we find this so-called teleportation portal?"

Old Mo sighed: "If there were an altar master, they should be able to get more accurate information, and most likely the altar would arrange relevant identities for them, allowing them direct access to the teleportation portal..."

"Is it still the authority of the sect leader...?" Le Xinyi looked at Zhang Lang: "After this mission ends, you'll have one more task, and then you'll be qualified to challenge the sect leader."

Zhang Lang did not answer, but closed his eyes, as if listening to something.

Seeing his condition, no one dared to disturb him. After a few minutes, Zhang Lang finally opened his eyes: "Come with me."

Although they didn't know what Zhang Lang had heard, the others instinctively trusted him and followed him through the streets and alleys until they arrived at a private pawn shop.

The shop owner glanced at it through the bulletproof glass, then looked down and fiddled with the items in his hands: "What are you pawning?"

Zhang Lang pulled a black pistol from his ammunition pouch...

The shop owner paused for a moment, then silently placed his hand on the alarm button under the counter.

"Don't be nervous." Zhang Lang removed the magazine from his pistol and placed it on the tray at the counter. "These are the items I pawned."

The Assassin's Pistol was a common-grade weapon that Zhang Lang had drawn a long time ago. Because of its ability to bring the weapon into reality and its perfect silencer, he kept it as a toy. After the ammo pouch gained storage functionality, he had been carrying it with him ever since, never expecting it to come in handy today.

The shop owner raised an eyebrow. "Weapons are contraband; I can't accept them."

"Come on!" Zhang Lang leaned on the counter. "Do you want me to list out all the contraband in your warehouse, one by one?"

The shop owner curled his lip, pressed a button, and the tray automatically bypassed the bulletproof glass and went inside.

"The design concept is from two hundred years ago, and the materials and structure are good, but it's obviously not that old. You can't even tell which historical gun it imitates, so its collectible value isn't high... I'll give you three hundred yuan at most."

Zhang Lang shook his head: "Five hundred and fifty. Anything less than that is out of the question!"

"Friend, this is too high..." the shopkeeper insisted. "You know, this thing is hard to sell. If you don't come to redeem it, it'll probably be stuck with me for good."

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "You can try flipping the button next to the muzzle and firing a shot."

"Are you crazy?" the shop owner frowned. "These old-fashioned firearms are terrifyingly noisy; the neighbors will complain!"

"You can go to the soundproof room underground... I know that's your shooting range."

"You know a lot. Who told you that?" the shopkeeper muttered. "Are you really comfortable letting this thing out of your sight?"

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"I believe you won't do anything stupid."

The shop owner snorted and left his seat to go into the back room. A short while later, he ran out excitedly.

"That's amazing! How did they do that? They completely silenced the gunshots! Even Dalson's technology couldn't do that!"

No matter how advanced the technology in this world is, it can't compare to the enchanting effects of an altar...

"Five hundred and fifty, deal!" the old shopkeeper exclaimed excitedly. "Scan the code or pay cash?"

"Wait!" Zhang Lang was about to accept the cash when Le Xinyi stopped him.

"You misheard me. It wasn't five hundred and fifty dollars, it was five million five hundred thousand!"

"What did you say?" The old shop owner's eyes widened. "Five million? How much is my shop even worth? You're asking for the moon!"

Le Xinyi smiled and said, "I believe that with your discerning eye, you can definitely see that the technology contained in this gun is worth far more than a few million. If we don't buy it, and you sell it to an arms company, I believe they would be willing to pay even fifty million!"

As she spoke, Le Xinyi winked at the old shop owner and said coquettishly, "Uncle, your generosity is the most manly thing ever!"

With her fox demon bloodline and high water attribute, Yue Xinyi almost lured the old shopkeeper out of his wits.

However, being a veteran in the industry, the old shop owner managed to hold onto a sliver of reason: "Even if it really is worth that much, I have to be able to afford it. Five million is just outrageous..."

Zhang Lang gave Le Xinyi a wink, implying that time was of the essence. Le Xinyi understood and quickly found out the shop owner's acceptable price. In the end, they made a deal for 830,000.

The group couldn't accept the money transfer, so the shop owner eventually paid 30,000 yuan in cash and wrote a cash check for the remaining 800,000 yuan.

The group left the pawnshop and went to the nearest train station. They bought ten tickets (including Xiao Mo's) to Xingmen New City in the north of the city. Each ticket cost fifty-five yuan, and the ten tickets cost exactly five hundred and fifty yuan.

Everyone then understood why Zhang Lang wanted to take this position.

However, when it came time to get on the bus, they encountered difficulties.

Thunder's armor was too big; it couldn't fit through the car door...

Everyone turned to look at this mysterious teammate who had never shown his face before, thinking to themselves, "Shouldn't you come out of your armor this time?"

Unexpectedly, the Thunder Armor's eyes flickered a few times, and then its armor suddenly began to disintegrate into countless small pieces. At the same time, it deformed and compressed, and after a moment, it transformed into a humanoid mech about two meters tall with a slender build. Then, it calmly walked into the carriage.

Although it is still tall, it is much smaller than its previous height of over three meters.

"Wow, Cybertronian compression technology!" Lu Ren exclaimed in surprise, "When did you learn this?"

Thunder shrugged: "Among the rewards the hunter gave me last time, there were two unique upgrade components that were compatible with my armor. This armor now has a lot of new features."

"Tch, I thought we'd finally get to see his true colors!" Ye Peng said regretfully.

"It wasn't a complete loss..." Charles shrugged. "At least we've confirmed he's no more than two meters tall."

"Wait a minute..." Lu Ren suddenly realized, "I remember this armor of yours has been upgraded many times before, so it should already be at a unique level, right? Now you've added two more unique upgrade components, could it be that..."

Thunder proudly raised his chin: "Unprecedented and unparalleled!"