The End of the Earth

"Mr. Xiang San, how can you prove that you are the one?"

Xiang San shook his head when he heard this and pinched out the unfinished cigarette in his hand with his fingers. Compared with the cigarettes of the old times, the cigarettes nowadays are just for the sake of memories. The taste after passing through the lungs is really not that good.

"I don't have a habit of self-affirmation, whether it's true or false.

I came to your place just to see something new.

I can't destroy or save the world just to prove my identity, right?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Xiang San is really humorous.

Please don’t mind, resurrected Commander Xiang San, these words have special meaning to us old guys.

More than a decade has passed, and you still look the same."

It was obvious that the middle-aged man in front of Xiang San had seen him before. His meaning was very clear. More than ten years had passed, but Xiang San still had that young face, which made people somewhat doubt whether he was really Xiang San.

"Actually, you don't need to be too concerned about my presence. I pose no threat to you, and I have no intention of interfering with your power structure.

Just treat me as a passerby.”

Xiang San spoke calmly, but the several hunter managers in front of him had a headache.

There are strict screening rules for personnel coming and going in Prunan Mobile City. According to the rules, they should identify Xiang San's true identity and carry out some special interrogation procedures.

But...they were originally from Ye Minghao's Order Department. If the person in front of them was really the commander, how would they proceed? Would they offend that legendary figure?

But if you don’t follow the process, what if it turns out to be a fake?

Xiang San looked at the people in front of him with sad faces, like bitter gourds, and he roughly guessed the reason.

“Just do what you have to do and don’t worry too much.

What is the first step I need to take?"

Seeing Xiang San was so proactive, they didn't hesitate and went through a series of procedures including identity entry and biometric genetic identification, which took about three hours to complete.

After watching Xiang San leave, several hunter managers looked at each other.

"What do you think?"

“It’s better to report this to King Ye. I’m afraid he would be shocked by this kind of thing.

Commander Xiang San is really back, who would have thought? "

"It's not certain whether it's true or not!"

"I guess it's true. That tone of voice is still so familiar. Unlike you, I have had the honor of seeing him at work.

To you, he looks the same, and to me, he's still the same person."

The atmosphere was somewhat stagnant, and they were all lost in thought.

Yes, Xiang San is still the same Xiang San, but times have changed and the times are different.

Xiang San was wearing a personal terminal in his hand, which was only equipped for the Hunter members. He didn't make a fuss and just put it on.

After all, the interior of Prunan Mobile City is ridiculously large, and having an auxiliary terminal can make his movements more convenient.

Although you have the identity of a hunter, you live on the second floor. The higher you go, the higher the level required. Residents of Prunan Mobile City need to submit contribution points to obtain a higher level of resident status. The first floor is the largest floor in Prunan and also the floor with the most areas.

Following the electronic map on the terminal, he found a tavern on the second floor.

The interior of Prunan Mobile City is like an ant nest. It is simply a pipe dream to figure out the layout here without terminal-assisted navigation.

Xiang San now feels that the terminal they gave him is just helpless. What if he wanders around if they don’t give it to him?

Giving him the identity of a hunter is probably for better surveillance.

It is not easy to monitor such a strange face wearing a crimson hunter uniform.

Thinking of this, Xiang San laughed at himself.

When I walked into the pub, there weren't many customers, just so-so.

As soon as the stranger entered the pub, the regular customers all turned their eyes to Xiang San.

A strange oriental face, sharp eyes, and wearing hunter's clothes.

Xiang San ignored their looks and walked towards the bar.

"..."

Xiang San was just about to order a glass of wine when he remembered that he didn't seem to have a dollar, so he needed to use virtual digital currency here, which is contribution points.

"Um, can I have a free drink, anything will do, ahem..."

Xiang San did not lower his voice deliberately, because saying this was shameless in the first place, so there was no need to be so hypocritical and lower his voice for fear of being heard by others. He had no interest in taking off his pants to fart.

"I'm dying of laughter. A freeloader? Hey, look at me! Haha."

"Be careful with your words, you're trying to offend the hunters!"

……

The waiter at the bar looked at Xiang San with disdain and ignored him, making the situation somewhat awkward.

"Give this gentleman a glass of Liewang. It's my treat."

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties sat down next to Xiang San.

He was wearing a uniform that Xiang San didn't recognize. He was about 1.7 meters tall, had a black crew cut, but had a European face and was very handsome.

He wasn't sure if it was a mix of an Earthling and an Azure person, but it was definitely a mix. The unique beauty of mixed-race people was displayed very three-dimensionally on the young man's face.

Xiang San took the wine glass handed to him by the waiter whose attitude had changed 360 degrees and took a big sip.

The highly concentrated liquor entered his stomach through his esophagus. The sudden burning sensation made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the mechanical spine worm lying on his back began to interfere with the alcohol in his stomach.

Xiang San is responsible for tasting, and Spine Chong is responsible for the follow-up, with a clear division of labor.

Just like that, he finished a large cup of Liewang in just two or three gulps.

The young man was stunned, and the surrounding spectators were also confused. How dare King Lie drink like this? This kind of wine is not expensive, but it is the strongest wine in this place. Generally, no one would order it. After all, it is a wine that even Fusionists dare not touch.

"Xiang San."

"what?"

The young man was obviously still in shock, and it took him a while to realize that Xiang San was introducing himself.

"Oh, my name is Vic John.

Are you really called Xiang San?"

Xiang San looked at him with interest.

"It seems that everyone here is very interested in my name. Yes, my name is Xiang San."

The young man approached Xiang San with a fanatical look on his face and asked excitedly: "More than ten years ago, there was a legendary figure with the same name, and he looked exactly like him."

Xiang San used his fingers to push away the face that was close to him. Although he was handsome, he felt a little uncomfortable with a man standing so close to him.

"How can you be sure that I look exactly like him?"

The young man opened his terminal, and a three-dimensional image of a statue floated in front of Xiang San.

Yes, that's what he used to look like in his exoskeleton armor.

“This is data that I obtained at great cost.

The same face, even the same name. Plus his legendary deeds.

The immortal Xiang San."

Xiang San had no choice but to drink the other person's wine.

"Yes, I am the immortal Xiang San."