With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 118 Mole
"Aren't you a big shot?"

The middle-aged man at the head couldn't help but grinned when he heard Chen Fan's words: "Brothers, he actually said that he is not a big shot!"

Roaring laughter came from in front of him.

Chen Fan frowned, looking at the huge scar that kept twitching with the middle-aged man's movements, and his vigilance increased to the extreme.

These people in front of me are definitely not members of the resistance!
He silently held up his right hand.

In the blind spot of everyone's sight, Chen Fan's palm began to slowly flash with fluorescent green light, and the shadow of a pistol began to gradually appear.

As long as something goes wrong, these gangster men will receive the first and last plasma bullet in their lives.

"Who are you fooling?"

Just when Chen Fan was about to reveal his weapon, the middle-aged man suppressed the mocking smile on his face.

He shrugged, spread his hands and looked around: "Look at the clothes you are wearing, which one of them can we poor people afford?"

Then, the middle-aged man twitched his lips and showed a not-so-gentle smile: "I know the worries in your heart."

"Don't worry, we are not hyenas. We don't do crazy things like giving birth to babies without buttholes. We are just the most ordinary salvage people."

The middle-aged man's words were a bit vulgar, but there was no obvious malice.

Chen Fan also let down his vigilance a little.

hyena? Salvage people?

His eyes moved slightly, and some guesses came to his mind:

These two should be two professions in the dungeon. What is certain is that people from these two professions will be active on the ground.

Although it was not clear what the "Hyena" did, looking at the scattered drones on the ground, Chen Fan vaguely guessed the content of the salvage crew's work - to "salvage" various mechanical equipment from the ground, and to use it when resources were scarce. dungeons in exchange for needed resources.

It's like picking up rags.

"I know the rules."

Chen Fan nodded and looked at the drone wreckage on the ground: "That's your trophy, I have no interest in it."

Upon hearing this, most of the hostility in the eyes of the men in front of them disappeared instantly, and even the ferocious smile on the face of the middle-aged man at the head became a little brighter.

Feeling the instant relaxed atmosphere around him, Chen Fan burst into laughter.

But the next second, he felt a deep sadness.

It was just a destroyed drone.

But it is a precious item that nearly ten strong men risk their lives to fight for.

If we go back hundreds of years, this drone may be just an insignificant screw in a modern city. Even if it is placed on the roadside, not many people will care about it!
This is the fall of civilization.

Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

"My name is Hong Chengdong, you can just call me Dongzi."

When the crisis was over, the middle-aged man subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then silently retracted his right arm to his side, trying to cover up the huge scar on it as much as possible, with a smile on his face: "I don't know what to call it. you?"

"No need for honorifics, just call me Chen Fan."

Chen Fan didn't hide anything and said calmly: "Besides, I didn't lie to you. I'm really not a big shot."

Hong Chengdong's expression froze for a moment, then he turned and looked at each other with his companions.

Everyone has a bit of confusion, confusion and doubt on their faces.

Obviously, even though Chen Fan tried his best to show a sincere expression, no one believed his words.

"You... are joking."

Hong Chengdong's mouth twitched: "If you are looking for a way back to the underground city, we are willing to help you."

"There is no need for any reward, just consider it as apology for our previous collision with you."

Damn it, you made a mistake.

I didn’t expect that big shots would be as fussy as they are!
If he had known this, his previous attitude would not have been so tough...

Thinking of this, Hong Chengdong's face suddenly showed a hint of pain.

As for Chen Fan, his eyes naturally lit up when he heard this sentence.

This is a great opportunity!

Having just left Varela City, his only understanding of the world was still during the Cataclysm hundreds of years ago.

There is no doubt that he can use these aborigines to gain a general understanding of the pattern and conditions of this world and this civilization.

He can even get more information about omnics and goddesses from it - these salvagers have been dealing with omnics on the ground for many years, and they must know some first-hand information that others do not know.

Of course, the more important point is the aftermath of the disaster-stricken civilization.

Chen Fan still remembers that in the investigator task assessment of the Hazardous Technology Administration, the aftermath of the disaster-stricken civilization accounted for a large proportion of the score.

What is this called?
Kill three birds with one stone! !

This is the first time he has encountered such an easy and simple start since he traveled to this world and served as an investigator for the Dangerous Technology Administration!

Having said that, Chen Fan was not dazzled by the immediate benefits.

He still clearly realized a key point in his heart——

He is not a resident of the underground city at all!
Who knows how big the underground city Hong Chengdong said is and what security measures are in it.

If the underground city has a complete household registration system, then rushing into other people's territory will only cause unnecessary trouble for him!

"Let's wait for a while before returning to the dungeon. Let me ask you something first."

In line with the policy of being sure of everything beforehand, Chen Fan decided to roughly explore the basic information first. So, under the gaze of Hong Chengdong and other men, Chen Fan reached into his pocket and took out an electromagnetic pistol that was completely black and had a complete anti-rust coating, and displayed it in front of them.

Seeing the confused eyes of everyone, Chen Fan's heart sank suddenly.

The situation seemed worse than he expected!
The inhabitants of these dungeons don't even recognize the Resistance's electromagnetic pistols!
In a sense, there seems to be a huge gap in the inheritance of this civilization!

"Have you seen similar firearms?"

Although he already had the answer in his mind, Chen Fan still asked Hong Chengdong without giving up.

Hong Chengdong looked at Chen Fan's face, carefully reached out and grabbed the well-preserved electromagnetic pistol and looked at it carefully.

He frowned and shook his head slowly: "I have never seen such a strange gun."

"I didn't expect there to be guns with cracked barrels. You big guys have so many tricks up their sleeves..."

Hong Chengdong complained in a low voice: "If nothing else, can this gun with a cracked barrel still fire bullets normally?"

Hong Chengdong looked at Chen Fan with a wasteful look: "You are not a big shot, you are the only one in this world who wastes resources like this!"

Chen Fan was speechless.

Okay, let alone not recognizing that this is a weapon of the rebels, even the electromagnetic pistol has become a completely unfamiliar equipment.

The inheritance of this civilization must have been cut off too completely!

"So have you heard of the Resistance?"

Facing Hong Chengdong's regretful eyes, Chen Fan asked with some persistence.

"Anti...resistance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of the strong men in front of him suddenly showed huge changes that were visible to the naked eye!
Chen Fan was overjoyed when he saw this!
There is a reaction! It’s a good thing to have a reaction!

He was afraid that these underground city residents would have no reaction to the word "resistance"!
Under Chen Fan's gaze, Hong Chengdong took a deep breath, and the muscles on his arm twitched slightly, and the huge centipede-shaped scar also moved.

"If you're talking about those moles who don't know what they're doing, I guess I should know them."

Mole?

This time it was Chen Fan's turn to look a little weird.

Is this really a word to describe the rebels?
"Can you tell me more about it?"

"of course can!"

Hong Chengdong nodded, and then silently stared at Chen Fan's pockets, his eyes showing a look of expectation that did not match his fierce appearance.

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't make any move, Hong Chengdong had to stretch out his right hand and rub his thumb and index finger gently: "This..."

Seeing this familiar action, Chen Fan was stunned, and then suddenly realized!

Damn, this news is actually free of charge!

Also, we are in another world, why are the gestures for asking for money still the same? !

While complaining in his mind, Chen Fan put his right hand in his pocket and took it out.

The pockets were naturally empty.

But it didn't matter - Chen Fan directly chose to seek help from Yi.

'First, are there any backward gadgets, such as fusion batteries and the like? '

[...This machine has limited storage space and does not carry garbage. 】

'...'

Well, the last hope was dashed.

In Hong Chengdong's expectant eyes, Chen Fan put his right hand behind his back and said, "Sorry, I came out in such a hurry, I forgot to bring something."

"Next time, I will make up for your reward next time!"

wipe!
Miscalculation! !

If he had known that something like this would happen, he would have had to get some money out of the church.

Apart from anything else, those surveillance cameras disguised as statues of gods are definitely a rarity!

The corner of Hong Chengdong's mouth twitched twice and he looked at Chen Fan with a strange expression.

Is this... really a big shot?

Or are all the big shots so stingy?

He had never dealt with a big shot before and suddenly fell into deep thought.

"Forget it……"

Hong Chengdong raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said with some annoyance: "Just think of it as an apology for bumping into you earlier."

"Let me make it clear to you, the information is free, but if you want to use our passage to return to the dungeon, there will be a fee!"

"You are such a big shot, you don't want to take advantage of this little advantage, right?"

It's just some reward, what's so hard about it?
At worst, he would just find an omnic drone!

Chen Fan, who had already made up his mind to pick up the goddess's wool, nodded repeatedly: "It should, it should!"

"Don't worry, your reward will definitely be indispensable!"

Hong Chengdong glanced at Chen Fan suspiciously.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was something different between Chen Fan and the big shots in the dungeon...

(End of this chapter)