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"Dude, what problem do you have, can you talk to me?"

This person seems to be familiar, Zhang Jue intends to make friends, so he said: "The lady just now—"

"Ignore her, everyone is used to it." The Persian smiled, "Sir, I am a little curious about the problems you encountered."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "How do you know I've encountered a problem."

The man laughed: "The people who come here have encountered problems."

After listening to him, Zhang Jue's face remained unchanged, but his thinking became active.

If what this person said is true, then the people who came to this hotel probably have a problem that is difficult to solve.

Zhang Jue followed his words and said, "Why, if I tell you the problem I encountered, can you still solve it for me?"

"Dude, you're joking. I don't have the ability of the shop owner. I'm just curious." The Persian looked Zhang Jue up and down again, "In my opinion, your strength has reached the peak, you are not ordinary. Human beings are comparable, so I want to know what the problem is that even you can't solve it."

"I have encountered a lot of problems, can he help me solve them." Zhang Jue continued to talk to him, "Speaking of which, do you charge or not? I don't have any valuables."

People who come here are not from the same world and timeline, and basically there is no conflict of interest, so that person knows everything he can say.

He said: "The shopkeeper is a nice guy. Anyway, I've never heard of him charging, but he can't solve any problems. Hey, do you see that guy with glasses over there? The boss just helped him yesterday. Complete the design of a nuclear fusion reactor—the woman opposite, the boss helped her get back her husband who divorced her because she was cuckolded."

Hearing this, Zhang Jue was a little dumbfounded, the owner of this hotel is too good.

Knowing how to build nuclear reactors and even help others remarry, this boss is not only enthusiastic, but also very versatile.

Zhang Jue asked with a smile: "Brother, what is your problem?"

"Me?" Speaking of this, the man looked a little sad, "You may not believe it, I am a soldier, my comrades and I are fighting against a powerful force, but we are about to fail, So I came here to ask some boss to help me."

"The result?" Zhang Jue asked.

The man shook his head.

The innkeeper can do things like design nuclear fusion reactors, but he can't help this man solve their problems. It seems that his problem is quite difficult.

Zhang Jue was a little curious about what "that powerful force" he was talking about, and whether it had anything to do with his own world.

But at this moment, the man said excitedly: "Look, that's the boss!"

Zhang Jue looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw a middle-aged man appearing at the counter.

He just took a look at it just now, there should be no one there.

space technology?Obviously, this boss is not an ordinary person.

Zhang Jue bowed his hands to the Persian, and then came to the counter.

"Boss, give me an upper room!"

He said arrogantly.

The boss shook his head and smiled: "I'm sorry, sir, all the guest rooms in this hotel are of the same standard, please forgive me."

"Cut, what rubbish, I can't forgive—unless you help me with a few things."

Zhang Jue said so much before, in fact, it was for this place as a foreshadowing.

And the boss didn't care about his "conspiracies and tricks", and asked directly: "Young man, if you have any problems, please let me know. As long as I can do my best, I will help you solve them."

"That's really great." Zhang Jue was waiting for this sentence, and he snapped his fingers, "Then you have to listen carefully, the first question, the two worlds related to me, are currently experiencing catastrophe , can you help others get through it safely?"

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, the boss looked him up and down carefully again, and then bowed slightly: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't do what you said."

Zhang Jue had expected this outcome a long time ago, and said, "Then let me change the question—an organization has been trying to kill me, can you tell me about them?"

The boss shook his head again after listening.

The two things Zhang Jue proposed were beyond his ability.

Zhang Jue remembered the mission of this trip and took out Dr. Acheson's photo.

"This person has been here before, you always know his whereabouts."

The boss glanced at the photo in Zhang Jue's hand and nodded.

"Of course I know he's there, and I sent him there myself. Are you looking for him? I advise you not to do that."

Zhang Jue snorted, "Why?"

The boss glanced at Zhang Jue again, and sighed: "Because that place is very special, people who don't belong there have gone, and I'm afraid they will go there and never return."

……

Thanks to Qin Zhidaoer, Daoyou Lubuliu and other bigwigs for their rewards.

Chapter 413 The Magical Tribe

In fact, the project Zhang Jue encountered was 3150, which is a spatial anomaly located in the Karakum Desert in Turkmenistan, and it is not particularly famous.

In the documents that Zhang Jue has read, this place has been developed and used by the Administration.

And in this world, it hasn't been discovered by the Authority.

The owner of this inn is a "good guy" who will help people who come here to solve their problems.

Of course, he can't do everything.

Holding a photo of Dr. Acheson, Zhang Jue asked, "This man has been here before, you know his whereabouts, right?"

The boss glanced at Zhang Jue again and sighed: "I know he is there, I sent him there with my own hands, but I advise you not to look for him, because that place is very special, people who don't belong there went to , I’m afraid there will be no return.”

"So mysterious? Is it true?" Zhang Jue snorted, "Brother, can I trust you?"

"Of course." The boss smiled and said, "Because I used to be a light seeker just like you."

"A seeker of light?"

It was the first time Zhang Jue had heard such a title.

The boss nodded: "Yes, the seeker of light - that doctor is also, but not now."

Zhang Jue looked at the boss up and down, and frowned slightly: "The seekers of light, are you talking about people from the Administration? You used to be the same?"

The boss shook his head: "No, that means a lot. I don't really want to discuss those dark days with you. Regardless of the past, I am standing here now. This is what I am grateful for. What I have done is that those explorers what I've been doing to protect the world."

Zhang Jue snorted, and said disdainfully, "Now all cats and dogs dare to say that they are protecting the world, buddy, please stop joking."

The boss didn't know that this was Zhang Jue's aggressive method, so he sighed.

"Sir, I know you don't believe it, but this place, in addition to being an inn, was once a battlefield, a place where broken alliances and mysterious forces fought hard. I have always fought it, but I have never Victory, till the end, all I have is this old broken inn. I have moved this inn away from time itself, where we shall all be remembered, and here is the testament of the world, where all things go In the future, it will remain forever."

"We will always be remembered in this inn at the end of the world. It is just a stop on the way for all to reach truth, a stop that will always be there when it is needed. In the end, I will always be here, helping Seekers of truth, seekers of truth, and seekers of light, like you and me."

The innkeeper said a lot of obscure words, and Zhang Jue felt a little headache when he heard them. The only words he remembered were the words broken alliance and mysterious power.

What is certain is that there must be a huge secret hidden here. If there is a chance, Yang Xue can come in, but now, he doesn't have that time.

"Okay, my dear boss." Zhang Jue waved his hand to interrupt him, "I know it's not easy for you, but I think our conversation should come to an end, I have to go after that doctor now, if You can show kindness and send me to the place where he is, and I must thank your eight generations of ancestors."

The boss said: "That's really a pity, sir, are you sure you want to do that, it's really dangerous there, it may be different from all the places you've been to in the past."

different?That's because you don't know what Lao Tzu has experienced.

Zhang Jue waved his hand impatiently: "Stop gossiping, hurry up."

"Okay." The innkeeper clasped his hands together, "Then I'm sorry."

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Jue felt his world spinning.

The scene in front of him began to be fragmented, his brain became more and more dull, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jue opened his eyes again. He was no longer in the hotel, and his eyes were gray.

He collected himself, only to realize that he was lying on a hillside, and that gray patch turned out to be the sky in the distance.

Zhang Jue rubbed his sore neck, wondering how long he had been lying down.

This is where?

Have you reached the dangerous place that the innkeeper said?

He took from his pocket the compass he had used while crossing the desert.

Then I found that the hands were spinning wildly on the dial.

Although it is useless, he can already be sure that this place is definitely not on the earth.

It is estimated that it is in another space.

For this situation, he was no stranger to it, patted his butt, and was going to find Dr. Acheson.

At this moment, he was halfway up a mountain, with a wide field of vision, but the surrounding area was gray, so he couldn't see too far.

Standing on tiptoe, he looked far into the distance, and finally at the end of his line of sight, he found a vague shadow similar to a building.

It looks like a few tents.

Zhang Jue planned to go and have a look.

Wang Shan ran dead horse, and from the hillside, those tents were not far away from him, but actually walking, it took him half an hour to reach those tents.

The tent is not made of canvas, but is built with branches as a skeleton, mixed with some straw and soil, and it seems that the technology is still relatively backward.

Dozens of tents are held together by an oversized fence, and the remains of some fortifications can still be seen around.

Above each tent was a flag that didn't look like cloth, but probably some kind of fish skin.

There are weird symbols painted on the flag, and the shape looks like "3" in Roman numerals. There is a huge stone sculpture standing at the gate, which looks like some kind of symbolic totem.

This should be an ancient tribe, Zhang Jue guessed.

"Hello, anyone?" he stood outside the tribe's gate and called into it, but no one answered him.

He shouted again in English.

Still no response.

He clearly smelled the aroma of rice just now, but where did everyone go?

Could it be that he felt ashamed of himself after seeing his wise and mighty appearance?

Zhang Jue couldn't care too much, and walked in through the gate.

The tents here are all arranged in a specific direction, similar to the five elements and eight trigrams, but with a little difference.

Zhang Jue got a little lost not long after he walked in, but fortunately, the area here is not large.

If it is doubled, it will probably be a little troublesome.

Zhang Jue walked around, but still saw no one.

He walked towards the center of the entire formation, which was also the largest tent.

This tent is obviously different from other tents.

If this place is really a tribe, the chief must have lived in this tent, maybe we can find some clues.

Zhang Jue was about to enter the tent when he suddenly heard very dense footsteps from around him.

Immediately afterwards, there were some ventriloquist sounds such as "Ulala" and "Kualala".

Countless dark-bodied villagers came out of tents in all directions and surrounded him.

It turned out that all these villagers were hiding, just waiting for him to enter here and come to catch a turtle in an urn.

Probably regarded him as an invading enemy.

The villagers held all kinds of weapons in their hands, including sticks, spears, bows and arrows, machine guns...

Wait, there seems to be something weird mixed in.

Zhang Jue rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken. Among the many outdated cold weapons, there was a person who pointed a machine gun at him.

He took a closer look and found that there were not only machine guns, but also someone holding a rocket launcher.

Did you make a mistake!

Zhang Jue didn't know how to complain.

Judging from the buildings and the clothes of these villagers, it is obvious that this place is in a backward barbaric era. It is not clear whether they have broken away from the matriarchal society.

He couldn't imagine the scene where these villagers, whose clothes were even made of animal skins, were shooting at the enemy with machine guns.