For Zhao Mai, the Alliance of the Rings is well-known, and the beginning of all his journey was due to it. An old angel patted him on his shoulder, then gave him a book, four gold coins and a chance, and then a journey through heaven that almost died. Now, he stopped the car and looked at the big wooden house in front of him, and he didn't believe that this was the Alliance of the Rings.

"What did Lu Yan say? It seems that he said that the Ring Alliance is a supermarket?" Zhao Mai and his group poked their heads out of the car window and looked back and forth. As the driver, Zhao Mai looked at his phone and the navigation prompted that they had arrived at their destination.

Zhao Mai and Dogian looked at each other: the car was normal all the way. The black space-time crack opened, and "the·che" drove smoothly onto the track. There was no bump, and there was no slight wave in the background of the universe, and the driving time was tight. When they left the passage, they found themselves on this forest avenue.

Gravel, coarse sand, and soil form the road, making a rustling sound when the wheels are crushed, and its width is enough for three "the·che" to pass through. This road runs out from the tall and dense pine forest, and countless pine needles crushed between them make it appear a dark green color. It extends all the way, bypassing the "big house" and leads to the stretching hilly grassland area. And behind those hills is the curved horizon.

Zhao Mai flew into the air, only a height of one thousand meters, and he had left the atmosphere. At his feet, hills, roads, forests and large wooden houses, they were just on a small planet, and maybe some comets and even meteorites were larger than this. Outside the atmosphere, there was a vacuum, without any other planets. The red and gold suns that were seen on the ground were just special effects projected.

He was observing here in the air, and someone was observing him. In the wooden house, a burly man hid sideways behind the curtains, and then looked out. He was wearing a plaid shirt with his sleeves, and a leather apron around his neck, covering his gray shorts and hairy legs. From his swollen and huge feet and particularly wide eye spacing, it is roughly possible to guess that he has giant blood. Of course, the most obvious evidence is actually his excessively broad shoulders and two and a half meters tall.

"There are business and business coming to the door. I don't know which world it is stupid." The strong man Qiao had a neat collar, making his shirt and apron look more neat. "A part-time fool, he doesn't know anything, and he rashly thought he could reach the top in one step? Why not stay here and pay the IQ tax!"

He looked back at the drinkers in the wooden house hall, or the guys he called "waste people". They were indulging in joy, and the fine wine, food, music and women would never stop, but more importantly, the sense of accomplishment that surged in my heart. Everyone was satisfied and immersed in self-satisfaction.

Of course, all of this is charged, and all are paid with Fate Gold Coins. The Brave Joe is one of the hundreds of "Gold Merchants". He uses his abilities to provide services to ferrymen and time travelers before the Ring Alliance, earn or cheat Fate Gold Coins. This is a dangerous business. After all, potential "customers" come from different worlds and have various abilities. The Brave Joe relies on this large wooden house with a chaotic effect, the "satisfaction" emotional array, and the convenience of the exit of the Ring Alliance space channel.

This is still in the space channel. All ferrymen cannot control transportation most of the time they travel through the channel, but when they get close to the exit, they can adjust to adapt to the environmental state of the outside world of the exit. Of course, most ferrymen do not know this at all, and they rely on inertia to rush out directly.

A curved track can lead the ferryman's car to this small planet. Of course, this device is valuable, so you must earn back the original, and part-time ferryman usually has more money. The strong man Qiao touched his beard and looked at the car parked not far away. It seems that he came from the world of mechanical technology, and the people there are more relying on the power of tools, and they are relatively poor, especially the person just now, who did not seem to have much transformation of himself.

"There are a lot of people in a car, and it seems that there is a lot of fuel and water!" The strong man Qiao looked at the hall behind him and had selected several quotas for people who could be driven out. The strong man Qiao thought he was still very graceful. Those ferrymen who had lost all their gold coins of fate would not be driven away immediately, and they could still enjoy food, wine and women here. However, the space in the big house would always give priority to the rich, and those who had no money would be driven away in order and make room for them.

"As long as you walk into the house, everything will come naturally. It is best to start with that woman. She has a reaction to mechanical technology transformation, which should be the heads of these people. As for the one who flew to the sky, it must be a driver." The strong man Qiao took out the "timid" pipe from the pocket of the apron and wiped it out the window, so that he could sense the strength of the other party through the heat of the magic pipe. Duojian, standing outside the car, made the pipe slightly hot, which shows that her strength is not bad. The strong man Qiao smiled and pointed the pipe at the sky.

With a shout, the smoke pot fell directly, burning the valuable magic materials inside to ashes. The strong man Qiao was stunned for a moment, and a cold sweat came down with a sound of shriek. Such a strong reaction, at least using a ferryman with a title, the single combat power was enough to surpass ordinary races. He had seen a lord who burned the flames that time, but this time it burned...

No, these people cannot enter the wooden house, otherwise they will definitely demolish it! The strong man Qiao pinched his fists and forced himself to calm down. Although the merchant who sold him the emotional array promised that even if he was a transcendent, he would be affected by the emotional array if he was not careful. Part of this technology came from Nai Kuos, which can be said to be quite powerful. However, a profitable businessman (Joe does not think he is a liar), and he must know the existence of the profitable businessman if he doesn't know anything about it. He dare not believe the seller 100%.

But... I can also be killed if I go out and admit that I am a road bully. Who knows what kind of temperament those guys outside have? The strong man Qiao thought hard and kept reminding himself that he must not tell lies, nor that he cannot enter the big house. He went out to stop him, and then he could only leave the will of fate.

"Hope, I hope this emotional array is really strong enough!" The strong man Qiao wiped his sweat, adjusted his breathing, and pushed open the wooden door.

"Sir, if you don't mind, please come to the ground." A polite voice was hard to imagine from the mouth of such a burly and strong middle-aged man. "Welcome to the Alliance of the Rings. Look, the door sign here says, and there is a huge arrow next to it, pointing to the gate. Sir, it is not pointing to the sky." He took out a large curved pipe from the pocket of the apron, picked out some old ash from the pot with his little finger and flipped it aside, aimed it at Zhao Mai, put it on his mouth and sucked two terrible hot air, and put it back into the apron, and completely confirmed the strength of his opponent.
Chapter completed!