Chapter 1748: The application for fake certificate went to another world
Hao Ren's rental house has limited space. The dormant warehouse can only be placed in the basement, and the empire's equipment looks no different from coffins. So when everyone enters the dormant warehouse, it feels like a mass burial.
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In particular, Vivian suddenly had a whim. She felt that if everyone just lay in the dormant cabin, they would definitely feel uncomfortable after a long time, so she spread all the spare quilts at home in the dormant cabin, making it look more like a burial.
The original sense of technology was all covered up by the quilt, and even the mobile terminal couldn't bear to look directly at the style of painting. I could only sigh that the brain circuits of these people and the Raven Chief were so fucking in tune with each other.
In a trance, half asleep and half awake, Lan Nuo almost thought that he had returned to the main god's space. When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the gate of a city with a Western fantasy style.
The bustling flow of people shuttled through the city gate, and the smell of grass and horse manure mixed together, showing the disturbing sanitary conditions unique to the Middle Ages. The group of people appeared in the middle of the street, and suddenly teleported.
The passers-by were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. The horses of the carriage carrying the goods were also frightened and ran wildly, scattering the goods on the ground.
Fortunately, the chaos only lasted a short time.
The guards in the city shouted and ran over, surrounding the few people who suddenly appeared through teleportation. They looked at these people in strange clothes with vigilance. They were mainly wary of Yizhaks, a big man over two meters tall with a huge body shape.
It's so oppressive. Just looking at his body shape, it feels like he can crush double-digit warriors with his crunching nest.
"Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear here?" The soldiers guarding the city were relatively calm. After all, this is a magical world. Although space teleportation sounds fantasy, it is not impossible.
Hao Ren is already familiar with explaining his origins: "We are secluded mages. There must have been something wrong with our teleportation experiment just now, and we were directly teleported here."
Using the teleportation accident to explain their current situation is almost a panacea, but although it can explain the situation in the past when they suddenly appeared in the middle of the street, some situations are not so easy to solve.
"Such a dangerous space experiment should not be carried out in the city in the future. Where are your IDs? Don't tell me that you didn't bring them with you. Even if you are mages, you must register your identities." The guards did their duty and did not care about the people around them.
If they are extraordinary people, just let them go.
When Hao Ren heard about the ID card, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he had been careless before. Shang Yang died on the ID card back then, so why didn't he have a long memory?
He cleared his throat, reached out and tapped on the data terminal in his pocket, and said through his mind: "Hurry, help me start the fully automatic fake certificate making machine in my pocket."
When the guards weren't paying attention, Hao Ren had already taken out the fully automatic false certificate making machine that had been placed in his personal space.
The data terminal responded speechlessly: "You don't even know what the real certificate looks like, how can I get you a fake certificate."
Hao Ren suddenly felt worried. He really didn't know what the identity document looked like in this world. Could it be that the time-travel that he had prepared for so long was about to fail...
At this moment, there was a burst of shouting from behind everyone: "Hey? Aren't you the mage who teleported to the ground and broke his brain? Aren't you just a music box? As for using teleportation to escape?" Listen
Hearing this voice, the data terminal immediately shrank into Hao Ren's trouser pocket.
The last time Hao Ren traveled through time, he didn't bring anything with him. What he met was the mercenary girl named Betsy behind him. He was penniless and had to mortgage the only thing of value he had in order to let this girl lead him.
As a reward, yes, it's a data terminal.
At that time, under the coercion and inducement of the prosecutor, the data terminal had to play music and pretend to be a music box. Then it was given to Betsy as a reward, and in the end, it was an opportunity to ride with the girl.
But in the end, the mercenary girl still didn't get his music box. Because after the two arrived in the city, Hao Ren's dreaming time came and he had to go offline. Along with it, he and the data terminal disappeared. This is what is called
Teleport away.
"Eh? Betsy? You came just in time. Didn't we bring a music box just for you?" Hao Ren calmly took out the MP5 he bought in the mall from his personal space, and put the charger and
The solar panel was also taken out. This thing was specially prepared by her: "Let me tell you, this thing is much more advanced than the one I showed you before. You see, this thing can not only play music, but also videos.
Except that it can't fly, it's much better than that box that can only play music."
The data terminal was placed in Hao Ren's pocket and hit his leg hard, and the Dou E injustice was played on a loop in his mind. The data terminal dedicated to the prosecutor was actually used to compete with an MP5 in terms of performance. The most damn outrageous thing was
It makes no sense to lose the competition!
Betsy's appearance made the guards guarding the city relax a little.
"Do you know them?" Betsy is a relatively well-known mercenary in this city. Although she has always been alone, the guards in the city still know each other.
"I met a few days ago. It was a mage who broke his brain due to teleportation. It seems that his companions were also involved in the teleportation accident this time. These mages are very skilled. I remember that last time they teleported directly to an altitude of dozens of meters.
, I guess he fell and broke his brain."
Hao Ren: "..."
Have you ever spoken like this?
"Don't worry about whether your brain was broken or not. Let me see your ID card. This music box is also a high-level alchemy item. You have to register it before I give it to you." Hao Ren's mind was racing so fast that he came up with a counter-customer.
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Betsy didn't think much about it. This music box was so precious that she was even a little embarrassed to accept it. Such a highly functional alchemy item was considered a luxury item for them. Hao Ren asked her to get the certificate.
Coming out to register made her feel a little more at ease.
"Terminal, quickly scan his ID to see if there is any special structure inside, and then apply for a fake ID for each of us."
Hao Ren had to sigh, Lan Nuo was so damn prescient. Although this fully automatic forgery tool could not forge imperial documents, in some civilizations where the level of technology was not very high, it was like an artifact.
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Betsy took out a special document with a texture similar to sheepskin. On it was her identity information and an image rubbed on it with magic. Although the social form of this world is that of the Middle Ages, all kinds of magic have not been popularized.
, but if we really talk about the technical level, it is actually not much worse than the earth. It is even stronger than the earth in some fields. There is also a photo on the ID card like this, but there is no chip inside, and it also uses
Without a chip, after all, just the technology of imprinting the image on the document requires a lot of high-level magicians to do it, and it is still very difficult to forge it.
But for the high-tech outside, this is really not difficult. In just a moment, everyone has one more person on hand. The fake identity document, both in terms of material and specifications, is made to look like the real one.
The soldiers guarding the city saw their legal and compliant documents and wrote down the names of several people. While writing them down, they complained: "You guys have really unique names, especially you Nicholas Doudou. What did your mother do in the first place?"
Did you think of giving you this name?" Hao Ren was still cheerful at first. He felt that he had overcome a big difficulty by preparing in advance and had a sense of accomplishment that he had cleared a difficult game. When he heard this, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
I was quite stiff. I took back the fake certificate I just applied for and took a look...
None of the people's names are normal, and his name, Nicholas Doudou, is pretty good. Vivian's Elizabeth Gou Sheng, and Lan Nuo's Augustine Zhang San are not far behind him.
"Don't look at me." The data terminal said that he was also very innocent. "You are so urgent, so I just chose the default random name. Who knew that the names randomly generated by this system are so deceptive."
Betsy also curiously leaned over and took a look at these ID documents, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your parents must have a grudge against you. Otherwise, they would definitely not give you such an abstract name."
"Ahem, the names on the certificates are filled in casually. As you know, my name is Hao Ren, this is Vivian, this is Lily, the big one is called Yzaks, the girl over there is Nangong Wuyue, and
Humans like me are Lan Nuo. You must not remember our names as the ones on the certificate." Hao Ren felt that his fame in his lifetime would probably be ruined by naming, but in fact he was
There is no one here who is qualified to look like this.
After all, he can name his cat Gun. This ability of naming is basically gone. Let him choose it by himself, and there may not be a good name randomly generated by a machine.
After Betsy got acquainted with a few people, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she looked at the music box in her hand.
"This thing is too precious. I just helped you lead the way. I can't accept such a precious thing from you." As he said this, he wanted to hand the music box back, but was a little reluctant to part with it. After thinking about it, the mercenary girl came up with one.
The best of both worlds strategy: "How about this? If there is anything else you need help with, I'll do you one more favor, even if it's a task you hired me to do by paying you with a music box."
It can be seen that although this mercenary girl is greedy for money, she still has some principles of her own.
"Uh... we don't seem to have anything special that we need help with at the moment." Hao Ren suddenly found that he had made a lot of preparations, but in the end he forgot to make an action plan. After arriving here, he felt a little aimless for a while.
Got up.
Just when she was a little at a loss, Lan Nuo patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "In a while, you ask the mercenary girl to take us to the most well-informed place in the city, and we will install a few machines there."
A monitor and listener can easily obtain information about the hottest topics in human society in the world. By the way, let him help us find an agent or find a local person to rent a house. After renting the house, we will have a private space, so that we can take care of you.
Free up the props in your portable space."
Some things are actually very simple. It's just that newcomers have no experience in dealing with these things, so they seem to be at a loss. As a veteran, Lanno knows what to do next.
Hao Ren nodded repeatedly and then asked Betsy: "Where is the best-informed place here? We want to know if there are any hot events happening nearby? Find some opportunities, and we may want to rent a house nearby.
, we need a place that is quiet and undisturbed. It would be best if you could help us find a house like this."
Betsy nodded after hearing this, and said: "These are small things, very simple. Leave it to me. The best places for information are probably the tavern and the mercenary guild. Recently, Beinz Blood Lake
It seems to be quite lively over there, saying that the Holy Temple Orb has been lost. The rumors are so weird that some people even say that the orb has been lost to another world. After all, there have been legends leading to other worlds there since ancient times, but in reality this happened
This kind of thing is still too outrageous.
As for renting a house, how much money do you have? How long do you want to rent it for? It is very expensive to rent a house in a town, but it will be much cheaper if it is in the suburbs."
Hao Ren was dumbfounded when he heard this, and then he couldn't help turning his head to look at Lan Nuo: "Do you have any money with you?"
When Betsy saw his reaction, she realized that something was wrong. It seemed that these teleportation mages were gangsters. They were penniless when they teleported out, but now they were having a lot of fun.
"It's okay, it's okay, I have money with me." Lan Nuo helped the trainee prosecutor in the team at this time, and then took out a dozen gold coins from his pocket: "These should be enough to rent a house.
Bar."
When Betsy saw the shiny gold coins, her eyes immediately lit up: "They are indeed a group of mages. They are indeed a group of rich guys."
Hao Ren stared at this scene with his mouth open. After Betsy held the gold coin against the sun to check whether it was genuine or not, he came over and asked in a low voice: "Where did you get the money here?"
Lan Nuo took out the fully automatic counterfeit certificate machine from his pocket and said: "I took the thing and printed it on the spot. Before I came here, I bought a few kilograms of gold from the local universe channel and carried it with me. I just scanned it with a data terminal.
The gold coins in this world are then input into the fully automatic counterfeit certificate machine, and the equipment becomes a fully automatic counterfeit banknote printing machine."
Hao Ren was immediately shocked by this guy's brain circuitry. He didn't expect that the machine used to print fake certificates could also be used to print fake banknotes. When Betsy wasn't paying attention, he took out another piece of gold and killed them all.
Printed into gold coins. The gold coins circulating as currency represent a value far higher than gold.
