Chapter 85

Standing in front of the screen, watching the multi-tool in the game character's hand, and actually wearing it on his own hand were completely incomparable experiences. Qi Feng looked at the virtual projection interface of the multi-tool that appeared on his left arm and still had doubts about whether he was dreaming.

"…Initialization…complete!" The electronic voice in his ear brought him back to reality.

Qi Feng couldn't help but touch his ear. This multi-tool was directly connected to his nerves, and the electronic sound was directly mapped to his auditory nerve, having nothing to do with his eardrums, but he could indeed feel the sound coming from his ears.

"In a way, this is a form of auditory hallucination, right?" After pondering for a while, Qi Feng thought that the headphone industry in this world must have been extinct for a long time. "By the way, can this thing download MP3s?"

"Oh? Music? If you want to listen to real music, you can go to the 'Afterlife' bar! It's the pearl of Omega! Well, as long as you can afford the entrance fee. Hmm… ha… ha…" Boss Harlot laughed with a particularly deep voice, sounding quite like a shrewd businessman.

It was strange that this elephant-like Boss Harlot could understand what MP3s were. Qi Feng thought it must be thanks to the built-in translation module.

"How much is the entrance fee?" Qi Feng, who had no concept of the price level in this world, asked out of curiosity.

"About 600 star coins…" Boss Harlot's tone seemed quite proud, and Qi Feng guessed he might be looking forward to his shocked expression at the price?

Hmm. His hourly wage was 3 star coins, so it would take about a month's salary. He was now at the level of a migrant worker who had just entered the city and knew nothing. A month's salary could buy a ticket to a top-level club… At least in Qi Feng's world, the clubs in the capital didn't have such affordable prices.

"Alright! Where is my shop? I'll head over now." Qi Feng was eager, not because he was a workaholic, but because he wanted to find a place to thoroughly test his new gadget.

Boss Harlot was waiting for Qi Feng to be shocked and furious, so he could use some tactics to make this newcomer from Earth understand the situation and teach him how to respect him… But Qi Feng had no reaction and was instead excited to start working, completely foiling his plan.

After a moment of shock, he reacted. "Ah?… Oh! Wait a moment." He pressed a few buttons with his clumsy fingers. "The key to the shop, the permission to use the sales terminal, and the location of the shop have all been sent to your personal multi-tool."

Qi Feng swiped left and right, and the personal multi-tool flashed orange, with a very simple interface. There were no fixed function keys. Qi Feng, who thought he would be at a loss, just tapped it a couple of times. The neural system's sensory operation immediately helped transform his vague thoughts into automatic commands, organizing the new data and switching to a route map on the small display panel.

"So advanced!" Poor Qi Feng had already exclaimed this meaningless and rustic exclamation countless times.

"By the way, Harlot, aren't you afraid I'll take the multi-tool and run?" Qi Feng had been puzzled about this since the beginning. This boss was too laid-back.

Boss Harlot was quite proud and boasted, "You don't even have a multi-tool, and you're penniless. You have nowhere to go except to find a job in my shop. Let me tell you, I'm the boss of this entire commercial district! No one will take you in at other shops. If you want to play with knives and blood in Omega, let me warn you, humans are not cut out to be warriors without specialized training. Being a mercenary is not a good choice for someone who values their life, #$^&*…"

"Remember to pay me daily…" Qi Feng, tired of listening to his long-winded nonsense, left a message, waved his hand without turning back, and leisurely headed to the shop on the lower level.

"This kid!…" Harlot was very dissatisfied. This penniless newcomer from Earth clearly didn't respect him as a true boss. Harlot couldn't understand how someone who had just found a job to make ends meet could maintain such a carefree attitude, as if he didn't need to worry about his next meal if he didn't earn money.

"Damn bipedal creature!"

The Ecorians, due to the high gravity on their home planet, evolved into a four-legged, elephant-like form, which often made them the target of ridicule by other races. In the early days of contact with other species, there was even a dark history of Ecorians being captured as rare mounts. This deep-seated inferiority complex made Harlot cunning and mean, especially enjoying the exploitation of newcomers who had just smuggled themselves into Omega, which gave him an abnormal sense of satisfaction.

The last poor Quarian who lost his travel money was bullied by him very happily. He suppressed the Quarian's business every day, making it neither profitable nor enough to leave, but unfortunately, a Citadel Spectre forced him to buy the Quarian's shop recently, allowing the Quarian to escape. But a Citadel Spectre was not someone he could afford to offend. Today, he finally met a new person, but this rookie was too uncooperative, leaving him with a belly full of frustration.

"Hmph, kid, let you be smug for now. Soon you'll realize that Omega is not so easy to survive in!"

…

Qi Feng had no idea that he had already hurt the self-esteem of the elephant-like boss. He was still studying the functions of the multi-tool while walking.

Although the interface was just a virtual projection, it had a real tactile sensation when touched. Qi Feng learned from the multi-tool manual that this was a simulated feeling achieved through neural interaction and multi-tool vibration, not the solidification of the projection. If he really extended his hand, he could still penetrate it.

Qi Feng touched the interface, and with just a little thought, the multi-tool brought up the contact list he wanted. There were only two people: the noseless elephant Harlot and the Batarian Mathew, who ran the shop opposite. Their 3D photos, contact numbers, and brief information were included, all of which were automatically disclosed for easy contact.

Qi Feng casually added his QQ ID to his public information and even attached a personal signature: "…Rich, and you'll be reckless; poor, and you'll be restrained…"

Yes, it perfectly matched his current situation of extreme wealth imbalance across different dimensions. For example, here, he didn't even have a single coin and had to teleport to another world just to eat a fast food meal…

He arrived at his workplace, a somewhat dilapidated shop in a corner of the lower level. Scanning with the multi-tool, the electronic sign read "Harlot's Secondhand Shop."

There were several Volus at the street corner.

Yes, the same Volus who tried to rob Qi Feng but were brutally beaten and then killed by Sister Xue. From Qi Feng's various understandings of this species, Volus were known as scum in the galaxy. Well, a whole race of scum was quite rare.

So when Qi Feng saw four Volus squatting there, gnawing on something, he naturally became more cautious. As expected, the moment they saw Qi Feng unarmed and alone, they immediately prepared to surround him.

Qi Feng stopped and spread his hands. "I'm here to manage Harlot's shop. If you need anything, go to the upper level to find him."

Indeed, Harlot's claim to be the boss of the market seemed to be true. The Volus hissed at Qi Feng but reluctantly left. Qi Feng didn't take it to heart. Omega was a rotten place, and if he fought with these riffraff every day, he wouldn't have time for anything else, constantly entangled with these flies.

Qi Feng raised his left hand and pressed it on the red interface projected on the door. The multi-tool appeared and synchronized with the red interface for a few seconds, turning the red circle green. The metal door slid open, and the lights in the shop turned on immediately. The sign outside and at the corner also lit up.

Alright, time to start work! Although Qi Feng didn't know what he was supposed to do, it didn't matter. The sales terminal in the shop would tell him. He found a chair and sat behind the sales terminal. While playing with the multi-tool on the way, he finally thought of something more valuable than using it to study English.

Qi Feng reached into his pocket and took out the "Nine Yang Manual." "Hmm, this is in Chinese, and I can't read it. I wonder if it can be translated…"

…

At the same time, not far from Qi Feng's small, dilapidated shop, in the VIP area of the "Afterlife" bar, the most luxurious club in Omega, a Batarian was reporting on a PDA: "…A human without an entry record suddenly appeared in the commercial district. There is a 90% chance that it's the person we've been looking for but found no trace of…"

In the darkness, a magnetic and lazy female voice chuckled. "The person Shepard is looking for?… Don't alarm him, just keep a close eye on him… A person that a hero who saved the galaxy values, hmm, what is he doing in the commercial district?"

"Hmm, he applied for a temporary job with an hourly wage of 3 star coins…"

Clang… The wine glass, along with someone's worldview, shattered spectacularly on the ground. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature for better and faster updates!)

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Author: Meng Han Yao (Isn't this name cute?)

Book ID: 3387774

Book Title: "The Divine Mage"