As Qin Hanchu's words fell, the massive stone gate before him rumbled open.
Upon passing through the stone gate, Qin Hanchu saw six guards clad in armor approaching him.
"Identification card!" the guard said coldly.
"No, I just came out of the deep mountains and haven't processed one yet," Qin Hanchu replied.
"You have one day to get an identification card, or you will be expelled from Wanliu City."
In this world, the common enemy of humanity was demonic creatures.
As long as one was not a demonic creature, all cities were very accommodating to humans.
It was precisely for this reason that even though Qin Hanchu did not have an identification card, they allowed him temporary entry into the city.
"Understood!" Qin Hanchu nodded.
"Where did you buy that outfit?" At this moment, one of the guards looked at Qin Hanchu's attire with curiosity and asked.
Qin Hanchu said, "My master left it for me, I don't know either."
"This fabric looks aged, it must be an antique from many years ago," another guard remarked.
"I'm leaving now." After saying goodbye to the guards, Qin Hanchu passed through the city wall passage.
This passage was over twenty meters long, which showed how thick the city wall was.
Emerging from the passage, the scene before him opened up dramatically.
Flying vehicles zipped through the dense array of tall buildings, while advanced trams flowed ceaselessly on the ground.
These two things alone were enough to prove that the technology in this world far surpassed that of Blue Star.
In addition to these two items, Qin Hanchu was also captivated by the clothing of the pedestrians.
Their clothes looked more like battle suits from science fiction movies.
And the material of these clothes, at first glance, was clearly not ordinary fabric.
No wonder the guard had said Qin Hanchu's clothes were antiques.
As Qin Hanchu observed others, they were also observing him.
In their eyes, Qin Hanchu's attire was exceptionally peculiar.
"Excuse me, where can I get an identification card processed?"
Qin Hanchu stopped a young man and asked with a smile.
"It's better to take a taxi, it's quite far from here," the young man said.
Qin Hanchu was dejected; where would he get the money for a taxi?
"Are you at the peak of Ninth Rank?"
Although the young man was only in his thirties, Qin Hanchu could tell he was already at the peak of Ninth Rank.
On Blue Star, reaching the peak of Ninth Rank at this age would definitely make one a prodigy.
But here, it didn't seem to be anything particularly unusual.
The young man nodded, "Yes, why?"
Qin Hanchu took out a porcelain bottle and said, "This is a Zhicao Pill. It can help you strengthen your meridians and increase your chances of breaking through. I'll exchange it for some money."
Hearing this, the young man seemed tempted.
"How can you prove this is genuine Zhicao Pill?"
In pharmacies, one Zhicao Pill could sell for a hundred thousand yuan.
Ordinary people couldn't afford it.
Would the Zhicao Pill Qin Hanchu was selling here be real?
"I can guarantee it's real. If you don't believe me, then forget it," Qin Hanchu said.
"You can try selling it at a pharmacy. If your Zhicao Pill is real, they will definitely buy it."
Qin Hanchu's response made the young man even more convinced that Qin Hanchu was a swindler.
"Thanks."
Qin Hanchu hadn't expected that pharmacies here would actually buy Zhicao Pills.
Pharmacies should have professional physicians who could verify the authenticity of his medicine.
Being new here, he couldn't move an inch without money.
This bottle of Zhicao Pills was the lowest-grade medicine Qin Hanchu had on him, and it was of little use to keep. It was perfect for getting some money.
After thanking the young man, Qin Hanchu headed towards a large pharmacy in the distance.
Seeing Qin Hanchu actually walking towards the pharmacy, the young man frowned in bewilderment.
Could this Zhicao Pill be real?
Driven by curiosity, the young man followed him.
A moment later, Qin Hanchu entered the large pharmacy.
The pharmacy was divided into two areas. The left area had the style of traditional Chinese medicine decor, while the right area resembled a jewelry store's interior.
However, the glass cabinets displayed not jewelry, but various pills.
"Sir, how can I help you?" a saleswoman asked with a smile.
"Do you have Zhicao Pills?" Qin Hanchu didn't immediately reveal his intention; he needed to inquire about the price of Zhicao Pills first.
"Yes, we have them. We're currently having a promotion, only ninety-eight thousand per pill!" the saleswoman said.
Qin Hanchu smiled and asked, "Do you also buy back Zhicao Pills?"
The saleswoman paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, "The buy-back price is fifty thousand per pill."
"Alright, I'll sell one," Qin Hanchu said, taking out the porcelain bottle and pouring out one pill.
"Elder Sun, could you please check if this Zhicao Pill is real?" The saleswoman took the Zhicao Pill and walked towards the left section.
Behind the counter in the left section sat an old man; he was the pharmacy's physician.
Elder Sun took the Zhicao Pill, smelled it, and nodded, "Yes, it's real."
The saleswoman nodded slightly, then took out a box and carefully placed Qin Hanchu's Zhicao Pill inside.
"Sir, please give me your bank account number, and I'll transfer the money to you," the saleswoman said.
Qin Hanchu replied awkwardly, "I haven't set up a bank account yet. Is there no currency circulating here?"
"Yes, there is. I'll get it for you." With that, the saleswoman walked towards the cashier.
Qin Hanchu breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought it might be purely digital currency.
"Sir, I'm really sorry."
"The store only has forty thousand yuan in cash."
The saleswoman said with a hint of embarrassment.
"It's fine, just give me whatever you have."
Qin Hanchu didn't care much about the money; as long as he had some to get by.
As the saleswoman handed the forty thousand yuan to Qin Hanchu, the young man who had just entered the store saw them.
"Sir, if you still have Zhicao Pills to sell, feel free to come find me. Next time, I'll return the cash I owe you," the saleswoman said with a smile.
Taking the four stacks of cash, Qin Hanchu smiled and turned to walk out.
As he passed by the young man, Qin Hanchu even smiled and said, "Thanks for the guidance."
Qin Hanchu's words made the young man regret his actions immensely.
Who would have thought that Qin Hanchu's Zhicao Pill was actually real, and it could be bought for just forty thousand yuan?
"Brother, do you have any more Zhicao Pills? Sell me one," the young man hurriedly ran after Qin Hanchu, shouting.
Qin Hanchu replied, "I don't have a bank card now, and carrying cash is too cumbersome, so I'm not selling them for the time being."
After saying that, Qin Hanchu walked towards the roadside with the four stacks of cash.
Under the regretful gaze of the young man, Qin Hanchu got into a taxi.
Two hours later, Qin Hanchu walked out of the administrative office.
At this point, Qin Hanchu had already processed his identification card.
After leaving the administrative office, Qin Hanchu immediately obtained a bank card and purchased a communication watch.
Processing the identification card cost ten thousand, and buying the communication watch cost twenty thousand. Qin Hanchu was left with only nine thousand nine hundred yuan.
This amount of money made Qin Hanchu feel very insecure, so he sold the remaining nine Zhicao Pills.
With the four hundred and fifty thousand, Qin Hanchu finally felt much more comfortable.
"I wonder if Qin Feng is in Wanliu City!"
Qin Hanchu believed that Qin Feng was still alive.
He just didn't know which city he was in.
He hoped Qin Feng hadn't changed his appearance, otherwise finding him would be even harder.
With this thought, Qin Hanchu put the Asura Ring back on his hand.