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

"Hehehe, your little brother is really awesome, boss."

With a smile on his face, Thoron put his hand on Ichabod's shoulder familiarly, but in the end he retracted his hand for fear of losing his life.

"Hmm...little brother? That's true." Chen Yang smiled and glanced at Soroon, "So, my little brother is very powerful. If you want to recognize me as your eldest brother, you have to have some skills. That’s it.”

"Yes, boss! I'm full of skills!" He posed like a bodybuilder, showing off his figure as thin as a bamboo pole.

Chen Yang didn't answer him, but just continued walking forward happily.

He is really not interested in taking in younger brothers. The main reason is that there are already enough "little brothers" in [Taoyuan], and all of them have special skills, which can be maintained. If they are left there, they can live on their own.

"Where are we going, boss?"

Soron jogged to keep up with the two of them.

"Didn't the lady who just made your eyes look straight say that?"

After coming out of the one-eyed bridge club, he went all the way south, intending to visit the ditch the blonde mentioned.

"The ditch, I know it there."

"By the way, this place is called the One-Eyed Bridge Club. Where did this name come from?"

Chen Yang pointed to the sign that was far away. There was an artificially crooked wooden sign with the words "One-Eyed Bridge Club" on it. Because it was a bit far away and in disrepair, the writing was blurry.

"Actually, there used to be a group of idiots there, and they made idiotic rules."

Soron curled his lips with a very disdainful expression.

"Everyone who goes to a bridge club has to win a day or lose a day before they can leave. If they run out of money, they have to keep one eye."

"This resulted in the guys coming out of the bridge club at that time with only one eye, and the place was called the 'Eye Crusher.'"

Chen Yang nodded to express his understanding.

"Oh, is that so? By the way, I'm quite curious about how you survived in this hellish place until now."

The closer you get to Aserion, the worse the city's security becomes. The result of criminals gathering together is that there are no rules or laws at all, and everything depends on the size of your fist.

This is especially true for Thorlanda, which is the closest to Aserion. Criminals from almost all over the world gather here to organize and prepare for their trip to Aserion. The security here is surprisingly poor.

On his way out, Chen Yang saw at least twenty fair and honest street thefts, five robberies, eighteen fake stalls, and several scammers.

Public security in this place can be said to be a misnomer, it is completely self-indulgent.

"Hehe, Puka, the forger master of the trench, is my brother. He creates convenient equipment for all the criminals who are about to go to Aetherion. No one here dares to mess with him."

"Is such a powerful person your brother?" Chen Yang turned his head and looked over suspiciously, filled with disbelief.

"Of course, I sold him a lot of treasures and promised to sell all the things I stole in the future at his place."

Speaking of his good brother, Soron's back was straight and he looked very confident.

"Honey? What else did you steal besides the emperor's scepter?"

"Oh, they stole a lot. Crowns, Fury of the Sands, and the Queen's jewelry were all so numerous that I couldn't even count them. They filled a whole sack! Your money bag will always be bulging when you are traveling far away, right?"

It's hard to imagine how a guy who could sell the Tsar's scepter for scrap could loot the Tsar's palace while being hunted across the country. Although Soron is incredibly stupid, he has to admit that he is incredibly talented in stealing.

"Sold them all to him?"

"Lost some, give some away, and sell the rest to Puka."

"How much did you make?"

While asking, Chen Yang pushed away the approaching liar and motioned for Ichabod to deal with it.

Thoron approached Chen Yang's ear mysteriously, and Ichabod almost raised his giant sword to chop him down, but fortunately Chen Yang stopped him silently.

"Fifty thousand gold coins! Boss! A whole fifty thousand! I have never seen so much money in my life!"

Chen Yang nodded, feeling that it was almost this amount. Although compared to the total value of the sack of treasures he stole, fifty thousand gold coins can be said to be terrifyingly cheap, but considering that this guy might have given him something good, If you lose or replace the coins, you may not necessarily have much in the hands of that Puka.

"That's interesting. Let's go and see Mr. Puka and lead the way!"

"Okay, boss!"

...

As winter entered, the weather gradually became colder, and the closer we got to the cold winter plains, the more so. Fortunately for Augustus, Sollanda had already reached the season where she had to wear cotton clothes.

The windows of every house are covered with frost. When you go out, your breath will form mist. Naughty children will shiver with the cold and keep rubbing their hands. Sollanda may be just one snowstorm away from a truly severe winter.

There is a house in the ditch whose chimney is always smoking. Even with the windows open, there is a constant tinkling inside.

Puka was shirtless, took a big gulp of cold beer, picked up the hammer and banged it, he was forging.

After working for a long time, he built a sophisticated spear. If Chen Yang saw it, he would be surprised to find that a rare piece of equipment was just created.

He got up and rested for a while. There was a closed sign at the door. Today was Lao Puka's day off, and no one had the guts to disturb him.

That spear is also the last work today.

After a while, he was going to take a bath, drink beer for the day, and listen to music. This was how a good life should be lived.

Taking a sip of wine, Puka enjoyed this quiet time.

"Hey! Good brother! I'm coming!"

The door was violently opened, and before anyone arrived, Soron's voice drifted over, and his sharp voice was very recognizable.

"Bastard! Thoron! I told you to knock before coming in! Especially when there is a closing sign!"

The loud noise made Puka spit out the beer from his mouth. The old man's face turned green with anger and he jumped up and cursed wildly.

"Ah, I forgot, I forgot, old man, look who I brought?"

Chen Yang was a bit big-headed, and his performance made him look like a retard, but he still braved the situation and entered the room, his face turning purple.

"Hey hey hey, let me introduce you, brother! This is my boss!"

"Boss?"

"Hello, my name is Chen Yang, and I am a traveler."

Chen Yang walked into the house. The space inside the house was not small, but the living area was very cramped. Most of the places were stocked with resources, drinks and food, mostly beer, and the house was full of wine barrels. A large part of the space was taken up by forging tools, and Lao Puka nestled on a small kang that was less than 1.5 meters tall.

He looked at Chen Yang, his expression unchanged, but when he saw Ichabod, he screamed excitedly.

"Ah! God of forging! What kind of treasure do you have on your body?"