Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

Woo...

The huge cruise ship was sailing on the sea, about to reach its destination: Japan.

Yang Tao stood on the deck, gazing at the deep blue sea, a sense of excitement welling up inside him at the thought of arriving in Japan soon.

'I hope this procurement trip goes smoothly...'

Looking at the Blood Tears in his backpack, Yang Tao took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze.

Woo...

The cruise ship sounded its horn again.

A coastline had already appeared where the sky and sea met.

Half an hour later.

The ship slowly docked at the port.

Relying on his invisibility ability, Yang Tao jumped directly off the cruise ship.

Buy a ticket?

He didn't even have an identity document, what ticket could he buy?

He was currently in Nagasaki.

Nagasaki was now one of Japan's most important heavy industrial and military bases.

Of course, this was also why the United States would choose this city to send a 'gift'.

After disembarking, the roads leading out of the dockyard were bustling with pedestrians and traffic.

Many black cars drove on the roads.

Looking at the bustling city, Yang Tao couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

At this time, Japan was in the Taisho era, and both its economy and people's livelihood were among the best in the world.

Compared with China, it was simply two different worlds.

However, this year was already 1920, and in three years' time, this fleeting prosperity would be shattered.

Shaking his head, Yang Tao joined the crowd.

...

"This golden finger doesn't even have the ability to translate in real time, asking for directions is such a pain."

In a small alley, Yang Tao complained while holding the Falcon Blade against a man's neck.

"Do you understand Chinese?"

Yang Tao wasn't acting without a purpose, because he had heard this man speak a sentence in Chinese on the road, so he had followed him.

The man's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Yang Tao.

"Yes... Yes..."

Yang Tao then revealed a smile and said, "Very good, I have something I need you to cooperate with, I wonder if you have any thoughts?"

The man looked at the long knife on his neck and swallowed.

"No, I will definitely cooperate with anything you need."

Although he had a slight accent, it wasn't too heavy, and Yang Tao could still understand him.

Yang Tao nodded and said, "Very good, so we have reached a consensus."

As he spoke, he directly sheathed his long knife, giving the man, who was almost scared to pee, a glimpse of the backpack.

Sure enough, the man's pupils shrank sharply.

This was a sign of being frightened or seeing something unbelievable.

"Han Chinese? Manchu?"

It wasn't until he heard Yang Tao's question that the man came back to his senses.

"I... I am Han Chinese!"

When Yang Tao heard the other party's answer, he immediately showed a bright smile and said, "Look at you, why didn't you say so earlier? It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, we're all one family!"

As he spoke, he even reached out and brushed off the dust that had rubbed off on the wall.

The man was speechless.

'I wanted to say it, but you didn't give me a chance! I was just walking on the road when you reached out and dragged me into this alley...'

If I couldn't beat you, I would have beaten you to death already.

He thought this in his heart, but his face still wore a smile that was more ugly than crying, saying:

"I don't know what you need me to do?"

Yang Tao looked at the man in front of him, smiled calmly, and said:

"It's nothing serious, I'm new here and unfamiliar with the place, and I don't understand Japanese."

"I just need a guide, don't worry, there will be a reward."

"By the way, what's your name?"

The man was a little surprised that Yang Tao only wanted to find a guide, which was completely beyond his expectations.

"My name is Wu Changsheng..."

"Changsheng? Your name is tough! Are you sure you can handle it?"

The man sighed, as if resigned to his fate, and said, "Before I met you, I felt like I could handle it."

Yang Tao: "..."

"Forget it, a name is just a code."

As he spoke, he reached into his backpack and took out a silver ingot, handing it to Wu Changsheng and saying, "I don't have any Japanese yen on me, this thing is your reward."

He looked at the silver-white metal ingot in his hand, and emphasized, "This is silver."

Wu Changsheng stared at the thirty-centimeter-long silver brick in Yang Tao's hand, his mind unable to process it for a moment.

"This is for me?"

"Of course, I can't let you work for nothing."

The smile on Yang Tao's face became even brighter.

Wu Changsheng reached out and took the silver brick in his hand, the weight, unlike other metals, made his eyes somewhat dazed.

A dozen seconds later, Wu Changsheng took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what you want me to do specifically?"

People die for wealth, and birds die for food.

An unchanging truth.

"Now help me buy a map of Nagasaki, the more detailed the information, the better."

"And on the way, bring me some paper and pens."

Wu Changsheng nodded heavily. As for what Yang Tao wanted to do, he didn't know and didn't want to know.

He only knew that the silver brick in his hand would give him many more choices in his life.

"Then please follow me."

Wu Changsheng put the silver brick in his handbag.

Yang Tao nodded lightly and followed him out of the alley, eventually arriving at a newsstand.

Wu Changsheng quickly bought a map of Nagasaki from the newsstand owner. Yang Tao took the map and glanced at it, finding that the information on it was very detailed.

Although there were no markings for some special places, it was enough.

Finding a cafe, Japan at this time was almost completely westernized, not only in the clothes of the people on the street, but also in the various restaurants, which were mainly Western restaurants, just like the concessions on the Shanghai Bund.

Yang Tao took a sip of coffee, reached out and pointed to the map, and said in a low voice:

"Changsheng, first mark some important places on the map."

"For example... police stations, hospitals, important factories, and military camps."

"Mark whatever you know, don't feel pressured."

Hearing Yang Tao's words, a trace of fear flashed in Wu Changsheng's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and picked up the pen he had just bought to draw on the map.

Nagasaki was very large, and Wu Changsheng only marked a portion of it.

Finally, Wu Changsheng raised his head, first glanced around, and said in a low voice, "The military camp is not far from the Nagasaki Naval Port. I have never been there, and the security there is very tight."

"Yeah, I know."

If the military camp wasn't strict, it wouldn't be called a military camp.

Looking up at the sky outside, Yang Tao picked up some cardboard he had just bought and put it in front of him, smiling: "Help me write some words."

"Just write what I say."

Wu Changsheng nodded. Now he had no turning back and could only go all the way to the end.

While listening to Yang Tao's words, he wrote on the cardboard.

However, as Yang Tao said more and more, his face became very strange.

Half an hour later.

The two walked out of the cafe. Yang Tao patted Wu Changsheng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's leave Nagasaki."

After saying that, Yang Tao turned and left, leaving Wu Changsheng standing there alone.