"An entire race has escaped?"
The old man slowly opened his eyes. After a long silence, he rasped, "Understood, go investigate."
The Second Cosmos isnât completely inaccessible from the First Cosmos.
There is a chance to return after meeting some stringent conditions.
Butâ
For an entire race to escape to the Second Cosmos like this, it was truly unprecedented and unheard of.
He was just a bit curious.
He didnât want to take his own civilization back to the First Cosmos either.
Not everyone wants to return to the First Cosmos. After escaping from the Second Cosmos to the First Cosmos, death in the First Cosmos meant true death, being completely erased from the universe. He preferred the current state of immortality and endless life.
A life full of infinite possibilities.
Sleep as long as he wanted.
No need to worry about civilizationâs demise, nor sudden death.
Much more comfortable and carefree than in the Second Cosmos.
...
At this momentâ
Chen Mang was sitting inside his Constant Star Train, gazing at the "Lighter" in his hand with a sigh. He had just sold a lighter with a Life Force of 10,000 to the Auction House, in exchange for 80 million units of Hell Iron Ore.
This lighter was something he had recently obtained through "Space-Time Retrospect", using a method akin to exploiting a glitch.
Of course.
When he experimented, he didnât just bring this one lighter; he carried quite a few small items, all of which have now become Hell Forbidden Items. Each has a uniform Life Force of 10,000.
He had just run an experiment.
He couldnât absorb the Life Force within the "Hell Forbidden Items", which means the greatest effect of these itemsâenhancing his physical strength by extracting their Life Forceâwas unusable for him.
"What a pity."
Chen Mang regretfully tossed the lighter aside, still hoping to boost his bodyâs strength; perhaps he too could destroy a star with a single punch.
But now it looks like.
Thatâs impossible after all.
Just thenâ
He felt his staff suddenly start to tremble again. This time, the tremor wasnât very intense, but... the staff emitted a burst of white light, which, once received by the Doppler Radar, manifested as countless white dots on it.
Hundreds of thousands...
All the white dots represented the same item, "Hell Garb".
The Doppler Radar displayed all these items within a million-light-year radius, marking each specific location.
"Hmm?"
Chen Mang pondered over this sight. When his staff guided him to find the "Hellfire Stone", he already had a hunch there might be a prefix in the series of hell-themed items.
Butâ
He always felt it was unlikely, unrealistic.
After all, his Special Tools werenât unique. Though not quite mass-produced, some people possessed them; if it were a special set, it shouldnât be so common, right?
When he only had three hell-themed Special Tools, guidance came through his staffâs vibrations. The reason it never vibrated in the "First Cosmos" was probably that the First Cosmos didnât have the "Hellfire Stone".
He had acquired quite a few special tools from the Kasha Civilization,
and had never seen this tool before.
This tool should only be produced in the Second Cosmos.
And after acquiring four, the guidance became more precise, directly displayed on the radar, more intuitive.
"Time to take a look."
Without the slightest hesitation.
Chen Mang jumped off the train, re-entered the city through a fridge, heading towards the nearest white light dot, still inside the slums of the "Drainage Entrance", but with a different merchant.
...
Chen Mang crouched down, looking at a set of clothes on the white cloth of the merchant before him. He thought it would be something like casual wear or a suit, but it turned out to be a combination of white T-shirts and beach shorts.
It seemed like just putting on sunglasses and sandals, he could feel the Hawaiian sea breeze.
Like a vacation outfit.
"How much?"
He looked up at the merchant.
"30 million units of Hell Iron Ore." The merchant hurriedly explained, "This Special Tool is extremely rare, and..."
"Fine."
Chen Mang, uninterested in more words, tossed over a Space Pocket filled with 30 million units of Hell Iron Ore. Heâs not short on money now. At least, this Hell Iron Ore meant nothing to him.
Is it truly rare?
With tens of thousands within a million light-years, although the number isnât very high, it canât be considered extremely rare, can it?
...
Returning again to the trainâs interior.
Chen Mang glanced at the outfit, a complete Special Tool with the effect that, upon wearing, all radar detection can be ignored, regardless of level.
Upon seeing this effect.
He was momentarily stunned.
While negotiating with the merchant over the price earlier, he hadnât checked the Special Toolâs effect nor had much expectation. He just hadnât anticipated it would be this powerful?
Ignoring all radar detection.
Doesnât that mean, if someone wore this outfit, even his Doppler Radar couldnât detect them?
One could only observe them with the naked eye, but by then the person would already be within armâs reach.
Such a valuable item...
And yet they were selling it for just 30 million?
It was practically a giveaway!
But those who make a living in the Black Market arenât fools. He quickly guessed the probable reason: although it sounds powerful, it has little use except for those with extraordinary individual strength.
For instance, him.
Even if he could go unnoticed, sneaking near the other train, he couldnât actually do anything, only stand and watch.