Jingdu Base City

“The HR Alliance, Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, and Thunder Dojo—selling monster materials through them means my identity is public! I could have them deposit the money into an anonymous account. But—the news of me earning such a massive sum would easily spread within their organizations.” Luo Feng’s brow furrowed. “It seems I’ll have to sell through the black market!” Where there is light, there is shadow! The trade of monster materials has always been fiercely competitive. The HR Alliance, a coalition of numerous global conglomerates and families, while stable, is rife with internal rivalries. Certain powerful families and corporations constantly vie for greater influence and benefits within the HR Alliance. This competition has led to a variety of specialized services. You, a Warrior, want to sell monster materials while concealing your identity? Excellent! If other managers won’t do it, I will! You, a Warrior, want to deposit your money into an anonymous overseas account? Perfect, I’ll handle everything for you! As long as you have treasures, there are plenty of managers specializing in monster material acquisition eager to assist! “Tsk, tsk, so much information,” Luo Feng muttered as he entered the Warlord-tier Warrior forum. Just by typing “sell monster materials,” he found a plethora of posts. He easily found advertising posts from various managers, complete with contact information and promises of secure methods. The numerous replies also provided insight into their security and credibility. “I need to sell a Dragon Egg, a combat suit, and a sword. Hmm, it’s probably best not to sell them in Jiangnan Base City. I should go somewhere else.” Luo Feng opened each post. “This one looks good! Judging by the replies, quite a few renowned Warlord-tier Warriors have commented. Oh, even a War God replied to this post!” The internal forum of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo was divided into three tiers: Warrior-tier, Warlord-tier, and War God-tier. Warrior-tier members could only view and post in the Warrior-tier forum. Warlord-tier members could access both Warrior-tier and Warlord-tier forums to view and post. War God-tier members had access to all three: Warrior-tier, Warlord-tier, and War God-tier forums. Each account was linked to the user’s identity, making impersonation impossible. “It seems many have sold through him, and his credibility is quite high. He’s from Jingdu Base City?” Luo Feng smiled and nodded. “Wang Hou? A rather imposing name. Yes, he’s the one.” … Early the next morning, Luo Feng went out to various places in Yangzhou City and bought a mobile phone card and a mobile phone. Normally, mobile phone cards required real-name registration, but some vendors would sell them without an ID. In this world, with enough money, someone would always take the risk. Along with the mobile phone card and phone, Luo Feng also purchased simple disguise items like glasses and a fake beard. “Hello.” Standing in his home’s Training Hall, Luo Feng used his newly purchased phone to dial Wang Hou’s number. “Hello, I’m Wang Hou. How may I help you, sir?” Wang Hou’s voice was gentle. The contact number he left on the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo Warrior forum was a dedicated line, usually answered by powerful Warriors. After all, which ordinary Warrior would have treasures to sell? Luo Feng chuckled, “I’m planning to sell some items. I wonder if you can handle the scale of it.” “Oh, how significant are these treasures?” Wang Hou’s voice on the other end held a hint of surprise. “Over ten billion!” Luo Feng stated. On the other end of the line. Wang Hou, who had been chatting and laughing with a tall, fair-skinned beauty, immediately shot up from his seat. Ignoring the beauty, he walked to the window and whispered urgently, “I can handle it! As long as you can provide it, I can handle it! I’m sure you’re aware of my reputation, Wang Hou. This reputation was built through countless transactions. You can absolutely trust the pricing.” Over ten billion! This was definitely a huge deal, usually only War Gods would propose such a large transaction. “Alright, when the time comes, I’d like the funds transferred to an anonymous account at the Switzerland International Bank in the European Union. Is that acceptable?” Luo Feng continued. “Absolutely no problem. Many Warriors who work with me prefer to keep their money there,” Wang Hou chuckled. The Switzerland International Bank was already renowned even before the Great Nirvana period. It’s difficult for a bank or a company to build a reputation, but easy to destroy it. The Switzerland International Bank’s long-standing reputation had brought them a great deal of business. “May I ask, sir, when you plan to arrive?” Wang Hou pressed. “Within the next couple of days, I’ll be in the main urban area of Jingdu Base City. I’ll contact you then,” Luo Feng replied. “Alright, alright. I still don’t know your esteemed surname, sir.” “My surname is Wei,” Luo Feng answered. “Oh, Mr. Wei, then I shall eagerly await your esteemed presence.” Wang Hou’s voice was filled with enthusiasm. Luo Feng smiled as he hung up. He had never tried such underground channels before, but now it seemed… quite simple. One phone call, and the contact was confirmed. “First, I’ll apply to register an account with the Switzerland International Bank.” Using his newly purchased mobile phone, Luo Feng quickly accessed the bank’s website and easily applied for an ‘anonymous account.’ The password, while relatively simple, was a secure combination of three sets of 12-character mixed Chinese characters, English letters, and numbers. “Done. Now, just waiting to sell the goods.” … That evening, under the lights of the first-floor living room, Luo Feng’s family sat together, eating dinner. “Mom, Dad, I’m planning to go out tomorrow to take care of some business,” Luo Feng said with a smile. “I should be back the day after tomorrow.” “Oh, where are you going?” Luo Hongguo looked at his son, surprised. Luo Feng smiled, “To meet a Warrior friend.” “Hongguo, stop asking. Maybe Xiao Feng is going to see a girlfriend,” his mother, Gong Xinlan, teased with a laugh, making Luo Feng not know whether to laugh or cry. Gong Xinlan continued, “But son, honestly, you’re not getting any younger. You’ll be 19 by the New Year, 20 by traditional reckoning. It’s time you started dating. Dating takes a year or two, and then marriage—it won’t be too early.” His younger brother, Luo Hua, in his wheelchair nearby, also chimed in with a laugh, “Yeah, Brother, look, I’m ahead of you. You really need to step it up.” “You rascal,” Luo Feng shook his head with a smile. “Luo Hua, how are things with your girlfriend, Xiao Nan?” “What do you mean, ‘how are things’? Still the same as always,” Luo Hua said, beaming with pride. … Early the next morning, after breakfast with his family, Luo Feng left home with an oversized backpack. He didn’t take the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo’s special vehicle but hailed a taxi to the train station. Next to the train station was a ‘True Kung Fu Fast Food’ restaurant. Fast food chains like True Kung Fu, KFC, and McDonald’s were always the most bustling. Luo Feng entered the ‘True Kung Fu’ restaurant, ate a quick meal, then went into a single stall in the restroom. After locking it, Luo Feng quickly applied a simple disguise. He put on glasses, attached a fake beard, slightly darkened his skin tone, donned a hat, and even added lifts to his shoes. Instantly, Luo Feng looked like a completely different person. In such a fast-food restaurant, with hundreds of people inside and a constant flow of customers, who would notice Luo Feng? After his simple disguise, Luo Feng left the restaurant and boarded the fastest train at the station, departing Yangzhou City. … Nowadays, protecting trains consumed immense resources, so ordinary people rarely left the Base City limits. Warriors, however, were an exception… they only needed to present their Warrior Card to board directly, without needing to buy a ticket, and could disembark whenever they wished. This was a Warrior’s privilege. Around six in the evening. “Dear passengers, the train will soon arrive at the station. Passengers disembarking at Jingdu Base City’s main urban area, please collect your luggage and exit through the front door.” Following the train’s announcement, Luo Feng, backpack in tow, stepped out of the carriage. “Jingdu Base City!” Luo Feng looked around. “The largest city in Huaxia Nation by area, with the most residents, and also its political core?” “But it doesn’t look much different from Jiangnan Base City, just a bit colder,” Luo Feng said with a smile as he exited the train station. He hailed a taxi directly to the ‘Will Palace’ Entertainment City, a well-known high-end establishment in Jingdu Base City. At the main entrance of the entertainment city, countless beauties in various outfits created a scene like a kingdom of women. “Sir…” a man in a suit smiled. “Get me a private room, a quiet one. I don’t want to be disturbed.” Luo Feng briefly showed his Warrior Card, and the manager’s demeanor immediately became much more respectful. “Understood. Please follow me.” Will Palace, Earth-Tier Room No. 3. “Sir, all beverages are stocked here,” the manager said respectfully. “Is there anything else you require?” “No, thank you. I don’t want anyone to enter without my permission,” Luo Feng instructed. “Understood. There’s a service menu and phone over there. Please don’t hesitate to call us if you need anything,” the manager said with a smile, then retreated. Luo Feng gently locked the door and simultaneously swept the entire room with his mental power, confirming there were no recording devices. The room was exquisitely beautiful, with a floor covered in a stunning monster fur rug. Luo Feng looked at the screen on the wall, displaying a list of services. “Quite the indulgence,” Luo Feng shook his head with a smile, then dialed Wang Hou’s number. “Mr. Wei, hello,” Wang Hou greeted enthusiastically. “Wang Hou, I’m currently in the ‘Will Palace’ Entertainment City, China Hall, Earth-Tier Room No. 3, in the main urban area of Jingdu Base City,” Luo Feng replied. “Good, I understand. I’ll be there within an hour.” Wang Hou’s voice held a hint of excitement. After hanging up, Luo Feng reclined on the sofa. He casually took some tea leaves from the nearby liquor cabinet and brewed a cup of tea. “Hmm?” Luo Feng felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. “Who’s calling my phone?” The phone in his pocket was Luo Feng’s old one, not the new one he’d just bought. Luo Feng picked up the phone and saw it was a call from home. “Hello,” Luo Feng answered. “Xiao Feng, your brother, your brother is in trouble,” his mother, Gong Xinlan’s, voice came through, tinged with a sob. Luo Feng jolted, springing to his feet. Bang! He knocked over the teacup, spilling tea onto the counter.