On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

Just before the captain collapsed, he made a point of introducing himself, and even with his voice trembling, he didn't forget to mention his master's name, which shows that Oak does indeed have some strength on Rift Star.

In other words, there is a stronghold of the Galaxy Eye on Rift Star, and the Galaxy Eye runs rampant on Rift Star. They dare to drag ordinary residents outside the city and shoot them in broad daylight. The fact that they can do such things shows that they are completely unrestrained here.

Borrowing money from such forces doesn't make you feel guilty at all.

Ill-gotten gains must be acquired in a proper way; he considered it as compensation for the mental anguish suffered by the prisoners who were almost executed.

"Where in Riften will the wormhole open at noon tomorrow?" Ye Han asked for some details.

"Right in the center of Riften, there's a special wormhole hall. Just look for the tallest tower in the plaza. There are Interstellar Alliance staff guarding the entrance. You can enter by paying a fee."

"It's that simple?"

Ye Han found it a bit unbelievable.

The spaceship checked the Interstellar Alliance's regulations for using wormholes; identification and travel permits were all required.

I even read those terms over and over again several times, memorizing them.

Looking back, I realized I didn't want anything.

"Yeah, they used to check identities and stuff, but it hasn't been that strict since Rift Star fell. Now there isn't even a proper garrison here. The Alliance staff are just going through the motions; anyone can use them as long as they pay." Kahn shrugged, his antennae swaying.

"Thanks, Kahn."

"I'm the one who should say thank you. Good luck, stranger." Kahn waved and turned to walk toward the main road.

He took a few steps, then turned back, a hint of hesitation flashing across his blue face, before finally adding:

"Riften looks bustling, but it's a dangerous place. Be careful and leave as soon as possible if you can."

The two parted ways here.

Ye Han walked along the road leading to the city center. He wasn't in a hurry to leave today.

Ye Han didn't take Kahn's reminder to heart.

It's not that I don't appreciate it, it's that I don't need it.

Strength is the greatest confidence.

It's perfectly normal for ordinary people to experience fear. Fear is not a weakness; it's an instinct.

Those who lack the ability to resist are only subject to the constraints of the strong and the rules; this is the reality for the vast majority of people.

Therefore, Ye Han is very open-minded in terms of mindset.

The world is full of wonders. Wherever there are intelligent beings, there will be oppression, struggle, and interests.

Ye Han stood at the city gate for a moment, then stepped inside.

The city gate was a rusty metal fence, half-open and half-closed on the track, probably because it hadn't been completely closed for a long time.

Next to the gate was a guardhouse, in which sat a guard in an old uniform, idly picking at the dust under his fingernails with a thin stick.

When the man saw Ye Han, he yawned and then lowered his head to continue with his own work.

Ye Han was able to enter the city smoothly.

The city was in a state of ruin, and the buildings on both sides of the street looked as if they had been gnawed by time and sandstorms.

Ye Han glanced at the leaning walls and muttered, "Sure enough, this is what happens when resources are scarce."

Wherever Ye Han went, the passersby all looked at him with strange eyes.

Among a group of children playing with pebbles at the alley entrance, one of them spotted him first, tugged at his companion's sleeve, and then all the children quieted down, staring at this person they had never seen before with bright eyes.

Their eyes held no malice, but rather curiosity and confusion.

As outsiders, human appearances are rarely seen here.

When Rift was prosperous, miners, engineers and merchants from all star systems flocked to it. At that time, people of all skin colors and body types could be found on the streets, and human appearance was not unusual.

But that was a long time ago.

After the mineral veins were depleted, the interstellar mining companies withdrew, the ports closed, and wormholes ceased operation one after another. This planet was like a closed door; the outside wind couldn't blow in, and the people inside couldn't get out.

Ye Han walked down the street without changing his expression. He had gotten used to being whispered about so much.

I'm too lazy to argue with them. I'll just have the Monkey Talisman later.

The Monkey Talisman's power is transformation; it can freely transform into the form of any animal.

Then he can become whoever he wants, whatever he wants to become, and he won't be treated like a monkey when he walks in places like this anymore.

A loud hawking voice came from the front of the street, standing out starkly against the relatively quiet street of general stores.

An image appeared on an electronic screen.

In the picture, a man is holding a small, dusty robot with both hands, his face almost taking up the entire frame.

"Family members, come over here! Today I'm bringing you some really good stuff!"

"A cosmic robot! Listen up, a cosmic-level one! Not some cheap knock-off! It can serve tea and water, sweep floors and wipe windows, guard your house, and even keep you company! What can you talk about, you ask? Astronomy, geography, everyday life, relationship troubles—it can handle it all! It's even better at sweet-talking than your partner!"

"Come on, everyone, look at the workmanship, look at the quality."

He slapped the robot's head hard, making a clanging sound, and even the screws vibrated twice.

"Did you hear that? What do you call this? This is called solid! This is called high-quality materials! It's not one of those cheap products that falls apart at the slightest touch!"

"The original price was 9,900, but today we're giving our family a special deal: 9,980."

As he shouted, he pulled out two more from under the cart, neatly arranged them in front of him, rubbing his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

"She can cook! She can warm your bed! She can tell eight hundred jokes without repeating herself! What are you waiting for?"

"Every second you hesitate, a robot is snatched away by someone with foresight! Three, two, one, up link!"

The hawking cries rose higher and higher, full of energy, like a human megaphone.

Ye Han stood a few steps away, looking at the little robot on the screen.

If this person had been born in the era of live-streaming e-commerce, there probably wouldn't be any top-tier live-streaming e-commerce hosts.

Not a single person in the surrounding crowd stopped to watch; they all left without saying a word.

Just then, a low rumble came from the distance of the street.

The sound came from the direction of the city gate, getting closer and closer. Several maglev motorcycles turned out from the street corner, followed by a heavy maglev truck with a closed cargo box.

[Energy fluctuations detected in the vehicle in front.]

Ye Han stood in the crowd, watching the truck drive past him.

The system panel appeared before my eyes, pointing to the truck.

Ye Han smiled knowingly and said, "It's truly a case of finding something you've been searching for without even looking for it, only to have it come to you effortlessly."

I originally just wanted to borrow some travel expenses from Galaxy Eye, but they delivered the energy materials to my door.