Chapter 567 Hidden Dangers Around Us

Ventoston Trading District.

Han Fei's remotely controlled bionic mecha strolled in the bustling streets, and he couldn't help feeling as if he was in another world.

The fully immersive brain wave control system and the subtle simulated somatosensory signals allowed him to feel the environment of the bionic mecha with an extremely realistic sense of sight.

Even the stench of the dog-headed alien squatting on the roadside chewing strange food could not be avoided.

"Ugh!"

Han Fei's original instinctive reaction was directly reflected in the movement of the bionic mecha.

Kani, who had been hunched over and serving by the side, respectfully leading the way, suddenly changed his face.

"Get out!"

With just a low shout from him, without any movement, the dog-headed alien was hit head-on by a train, and his whole body was slapped against the glass display wall of the store behind.

The dog-headed alien beggar who fainted slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground like mud.

But the whole process did not make any noise.

Except for a few passers-by who happened to see it nearby, there was not even a commotion.

And those passers-by who saw it, after a brief surprise, saw the badge on Carney's chest, and quickened their pace and walked away silently.

Although the black market has a strict system that prohibits fighting in the street.

However, the rules are often only used to restrain the weak, not to mention that Carney is wearing a high-level badge representing the black market management.

"A mere receptionist, is he so strong?"

"Even a rookie demigod who is good at psychic powers can't do such a subtle and meticulous control."

Han Fei witnessed Carney's strength with his own eyes, and the pupils of the bionic mecha couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Compared with the weak bodies of the Ailon people, their spiritual talents are indeed the more outstanding among the known races.

But the spiritual talents that most Ailon people can discover after losing the divine domain are actually not that strong.

Most of them are ordinary Ailon people who have not opened the God's Domain like Moore, and they can't even touch the threshold of semi-materialization of mental power.

The mental power they have is at most to perform some "special" mental illusions to entertain themselves, or to find some customers with special hobbies to make a little money.

Therefore, the overall strength and status of Ailon people in the known universe has always been in the middle and lower classes.

Strong people like Carney who have opened up the God's Domain and embarked on the road to becoming a god, whether he has lost his God's Domain now or not, have a special status and significance in the tribe.

This can be understood by looking at Moore's trembling body and the reverence and fear in his big copper bell eyes.

If it weren't under Han Fei's eyes, this guy would have wanted to kneel down to Carney immediately to express his praise and worship.

Looking at this posture, Han Fei couldn't help but worry that something bad would happen.

After all, the information channel of the bionic mecha cannot transmit mental power after all.

Even though he had already planted a hidden hand deep in Moore's subconsciousness and could destroy his consciousness at any time.

But he could not monitor Moore in real time through the bionic mecha.

"If this guy suddenly rebels and secretly pits me, things will be difficult to deal with."

Han Fei, who was muttering in his heart, could only force himself to calm down and strengthen the supervision of Moore, and at the same time ordered the ship:

"Closely monitor the movements of the surrounding frigates. Once any abnormal behavior against us is detected, immediately force them to leave the port!"

On the other side, the bionic mecha in the black market raised its leg and kicked Moore at his feet.

"Waste!"

The low spitting sound, with undisguised anger, was like a dandy who felt that his slaves had lost his face.

Carney was used to seeing the actions of the nobles of the aristocratic family, and was also familiar with their thoughts. He had no intention of standing up for his own people.

Although he felt pity for his compatriots, turning a blind eye to them was not necessarily the best response.

Sometimes the more you dissuade, the more you harm others!

Not to mention that the old man in front of him did not mean to make indirect accusations.

"Dear guest, I made a poor arrangement and gave you a bad experience."

"Do you think you can move to the leisure hall now? I will arrange the best hospitality for you for free as a token of my apology?"

Carney bowed and apologized, and quickly changed the subject.

"Free?"

"Who the hell are you looking down on?"

"I'm short of this little money?"

The scolding from the bionic mecha contained a strong contempt and arrogance.

Hearing Han Fei's answer, Carney was not annoyed but secretly proud in his heart.

The rich N generations are indeed all idiots.

This is what I'm waiting for!

Han Fei, who could probably guess the other person's mind, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it weren't for his character, he wouldn't have pretended to be a brain-dead idiot.

Han Fei had previously proposed to go to the trading area first and then to the leisure hall for fun, just to understand the environment and collect information.

But now, with Moore's unexpected situation, it is inconvenient to go to the leisure hall.

Look at Moore's trembling ghostly appearance now. If he leaves his sight for too long, he might be exposed at any time.

Fortunately, as long as he trades in the black market and reaches the corresponding amount, he can obtain the corresponding permission.

Next time he comes to the black market, he will no longer need Moore's access permission.

Han Fei made up his mind and said directly to Carney: "Forget it, I'm not interested!"

"Hurry up and follow my order, and ask all the shops to send people to deliver the special metals to the star port for payment."

"Now, take me to negotiate the purchase of Bessel..."

Han Fei did not deliberately lower his voice and ordered Carney on the street.

"Ouch... my uncle..."

Carney, who was originally hunched over and submissive, exclaimed immediately before the bionic mecha finished the words "Besselian original crystal".

At the same time, a powerful physical mental force, like a transparent silent barrier, enveloped them.

Seeing that the passers-by nearby did not notice anything unusual, his palpitations eased a little.

"Dear guest, can you please pay attention to the confidentiality clause? It is best not to bring interstellar controlled materials to the surface. Otherwise, Ventoston will not only be unable to provide you with corresponding services, but will even restrict your entry."

Although Carney was still humble, he also had a sense of caution.

"Ahem..."

"Okay, okay, it's interstellar controlled materials, I get it."

Han Fei pretended to be embarrassed and perfunctorily said a few words, then controlled the bionic mecha, took out a divine energy crystal from the outer casing, and threw it to Carney.

"It's a reward for you!"

Carney hurriedly caught it, and was about to thank him for the reward, but his eyes suddenly trembled.