My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Cyrus, eager to have some fun, tried to dismiss Solo with a few irrelevant remarks. Sensing that the other didn't want him to stay any longer, Solo took his leave.

After returning, Zhang Hao planned to search for information about the Sun Cult on the dark web.

Let's see if we can find a few followers of the Sun Cult on the dark web.

China has been cracking down on cults, so perhaps they have some knowledge of this sect, but Lao Zhang has already provided all the known information, and asking again will not yield any more details.

If believers could meet a genuine follower of the Sun Cult, they might be able to glean more useful information.

Back at his lodgings, Zhang Hao gently closed his eyes, preparing to conserve his energy for the upcoming celebration.

These cult celebrations are usually filled with all sorts of disgusting scenes, and may even subvert people's values.

We must proceed with caution from now on.

"I don't want to die. Sun God, why won't you help me to the afterlife? I was so devout, why? Why did I still die? Why? Let me go to heaven!"

In a daze, Zhang Hao heard a sobbing sound.

The crying sound drifted away, as if it came from the depths of a dream.

Zhang Hao was quite certain that he hadn't fallen asleep at all; he had simply been meditating with his eyes closed. The fact that the crying could be heard meant that his scattered consciousness had unintentionally caught a whimper coming from some corner.

The crying was truly heart-wrenching.

After paying close attention to the exact location from which the sound came, Zhang Hao discovered that the location was not far from his residence.

After regaining his senses, remembering the "sun god" mentioned in the crying, he decided to go and investigate it himself.

This person seems to be connected to the sun god, and may know some inside information.

The sound came from the infamous red-light district.

Tourists from all over the world can be seen everywhere here, dressed smartly, but mostly men. There are women too, but they are all dressed flamboyantly and in very revealing clothing.

Women dressed like this usually wear strong perfume, and the pungent smell hits you when you pass by.

Zhang Hao was dressed like an ordinary passerby and looked completely unremarkable.

Blending seamlessly into the crowd, he went unnoticed and made his way to the direction from which the sound came. But standing in front of the gate, Zhang Hao suddenly stopped.

Because this is actually a bar!
The bar's entrance was lavishly decorated, with dazzling neon signs.

The people coming and going were mostly dressed in various designer clothes, and seemed to come from wealthy families. There were also many luxury cars parked in the parking lot outside the bar.

All signs indicate that this bar only caters to wealthy people.

It looks like a high-end bar.

My outfit is too ordinary; I probably won't be able to get in.

When the security guard saw him standing at the door but not going in, he walked over with a cold face and asked him what was wrong.

"Sir, would you like to go inside and make a purchase? If not, please do not stand at the door, as this will disturb other customers."

The security guard spoke curtly and seemed very impatient.

Clearly, the security guard could tell that the man was dressed plainly and probably wouldn't get much money out of him.

"Of course I'd like to go in, but I'm not sure about the prices. Could you tell me approximately how much it costs to go in once?"

The security guard carefully examined his clothes and calmly said, "Minimum charge is 50,000 yuan. If you can afford it, please come in."

"However, you don't seem like someone who can afford to spend that much. Please leave as soon as possible so as not to disturb other guests."

Upon hearing the spending amount, Zhang Hao smiled easily: "It's only 50,000. I thought it would be at least several hundred thousand. It seems I was overthinking it. This amount of money is nothing to me."

The security guard, who had previously looked down on him, immediately changed his expression upon hearing this.

Is this guy really that rich?
If you're really that rich, why dress up like this?
"Can you really afford this?" The security guard's eyes were full of suspicion. "If you can't pay your bill inside, we'll arrest you!" Once arrested, they'll use violence to collect the debt, and if you can't come up with the money, you might be sold off like merchandise.

After all, due to the global economic downturn, the human trafficking business has begun to flourish again.

Slaves were also very valuable.

"What? You think I can't come up with a mere tens of thousands of yuan? Who are you looking down on? If it weren't for the fact that I lost a bet and have to dress like this recently, do you think I usually look like this?"

Zhang Hao's portrayal of an arrogant second-generation rich kid is impeccable! He perfectly captures that arrogance.

Even the security guards were intimidated by him.

"This"

Zhang Hao glanced at him indifferently: "Get out of the way, I'm going in now. If you dare to block my way again, believe me, I'll file a complaint against you right now!"

The security guards, of course, dared not offend these wealthy gentlemen and quickly returned to their original posts.

These wealthy people are not someone a lowly security guard can afford to mess with.

It's strange, though, why is this guy dressed so plainly? Is this some kind of peculiar preference among the wealthy?
Zhang Hao swaggered in.

As soon as he entered the bar, he saw men and women dancing wildly on the dance floor.

Most of these men and women were young people, with some middle-aged people as well, but they were all dressed in trendy and fashionable styles.

They seemed completely immersed in the dance, engaging in various close and passionate movements, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Zhang Hao walked straight to the bar.

The sound came from behind this bar.

But it looks like that's the bar's backstage area, which ordinary customers can't enter.

Now that he's a customer, how can he access the back-end system?
He ordered a regular drink and began to observe the bar.

This bar looks like an ordinary upscale bar, and it's frequented by many young men and women.

If there's anything special about this place, it's that the female guests are all very beautiful.

The women accompanying the dancers all had dreamy expressions, as if they were in a dream.

It looks like he's had too much to drink.

As he was observing, a woman came to his side, smiled, and sat down beside him.

"Hey sir, since you're here, why don't you go dance?"

Zhang Hao feigned ignorance and said, "This is my first time at this bar. Do you think all the customers come here to dance?"

"Of course not, you are free to make friends here. If you'd like to develop a romantic relationship, we'd be very supportive."

The beautiful woman spoke with a meaningful tone.

After saying that, she put her hand on Zhang Hao's shoulder: "I'd like to have a drink, can you buy me one?"

Zhang Hao smiled and agreed, "Of course, what would you like to drink?"

"That's it."

The woman casually ordered a drink from the drinks menu.

Zhang Hao started chatting with the woman: "Are you an employee here? Do you work as a hostess?"

The woman's expression changed slightly, and she lowered her head, her charming smile fading: "Was I that obvious?" (End of Chapter)