After arriving in the western Sichuan city, Zheng Xiaoqi and Feng Zhange first went to the local military compound, found their comrades who were the same as Bai Xiaosha, and conveyed him his far-reaching and sincere greetings.

“That’s it.”

"Are you sure?" the man gritted his teeth angrily, "Forget it, that guy's style is like this. Look at me asking him to look good at classmates."

When the two teenagers saw the man's reaction, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Since that's the case, do you have any plans? I finally came to the west of Sichuan and didn't go to see this magnificent and glorious city?" the man smiled.

"Well, we are preparing to take a walk in this city. After all, we have finally come out and how can we not find new things?" Zheng Xiaoliang said.

"Okay, I have sent my subordinates to open the room for you. Just go directly to the hotel front desk to get the keys later. I still have something to do here. I will treat you well after I finish my work."

"Okay, then thank you Brother Chen."

After watching the man leave, Zheng Xiaoliang frowned with a serious expression.

"What's wrong with you? Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the ugly face of your close friend, Feng Zhange couldn't help asking, even his eyes vaguely changing.

"No, it's my problem that doesn't matter to Brother Chen." Zheng Xiaoqi gritted his teeth and turned to one direction. He silently took out the white alchemy gloves from his pocket, pulled off the cloak, stuffed it into his suitcase, and walked with great strides.

"Xiao Xiao..."

"Well, it's a magician, Mastis's magician. I can't forget this smell! It must be them. I've already discovered this disgusting smell when I stepped into this city."

Magician? Feng Zhange was stunned. He knew that what Zheng Xiaoqi was carrying was related to the magician, but he didn't expect that he would meet so soon. He opened his mouth, but shook his head, and a warlike smile appeared on his face. It was useless to say anything to Zheng Xiaoqi at this time. What's more, even himself wouldn't want to meet the magician he had never seen before.

He then shook his head again and gave up his intention to fight. No matter what, he was particularly jealous in front of his enemies. Zheng Xiaoqi could lose his mind and do whatever he wanted. He couldn't do it. He was sober and could still play a role in a critical moment. If something really happened, even if he took violent means, he would take Zheng Xiaoqi away safely!

After firmly resolving what he thought, Feng Zhange quickly followed Zheng Xiaoqiu's pace.

Sichuan West City is a polarized city, and the entire city is divided by a spacious street. The name of the avenue is Fugui Avenue, which is nicknamed "Duck and Goose Road" by people in this city. It means that people who can conduct trade activities between the two countries and pass through this avenue will transform from ugly ducklings into white swans, and the life of wealth and great fortune is waiting. Fugui Avenue is also a passage connecting the east gate and the west gate of the city. Various trade convoys are running on this road. The convoys on this road come from all over the world, with various ethnic decorations. Familiar people have long been accustomed to this phenomenon.

In addition to the famous Fugui Avenue, what is noticeable is the difference between the two-stage differentiated buildings. On the north side of the avenue, there are chimneys with black smoke rising from the sky, hundreds of large factories up to 100 meters and countless small factories mixed with rusty rails in the air. The "small steel cannons" that transport steel on the rails are performing their duties in an orderly manner. (Small steel cannons: a small train made using alchemy technology to specialize in transporting materials at high altitudes. It has a closed appearance and stacks materials in the space inside the car, and uses different colors of cars according to the transportation materials. For example, steel is silver, coal is black and white spots...) The people living on the north side are not all poor people. Some of them work here, and some work in the south side, but due to housing prices in the south side, they have to live in industrial areas with relatively poor environments.

On the south side of the avenue is a bustling commercial area, which brings together products from almost the whole country and specialties owned by various places. Not only are there specialties from Daxia, but there are all kinds of things here. At night, tall buildings, accompanied by colorful lights, the hawking of goods sold everywhere can be heard. Rich people live a life of luxury in this city. This place is also called "the paradise for rich people", and even the air is filled with erosion.

The difference between the two regions is like two worlds, but they can be so integrated in this city.

Zheng Xiaoqiu stood in the middle of Fugui Avenue, where there was a beautiful music fountain. Listening to the gurgling water and beautiful music, he still felt irritated when he looked at the children playing.

Feng Zhange patted Zheng Xiaoxiao's shoulder lightly next to him, signaling him to relax, but Zheng Xiaoxiao shook his head. He was wearing only a pair of white gloves and his eyes were deep towards the industrial area on the north side.

On the way to come, the two of them had already placed their luggage at the front desk of the hotel, which took a lot of time, so Zheng Xiaoqiu only hopes that those people are still in this city. Fortunately, the nauseating smell is still nearby, and you just need to follow the smell and look for it.

On the narrow path, the two of them groped irregularly. After entering the real industrial area, they were filled with unpleasant stenchy smells, which indirectly covered up the fluctuations of magic.

"Damn it, where is it!" Zheng Xiaoqiu said angrily, covering his nose and mouth.

Feng Zhange smiled bitterly. This was a clueless way to try his luck. If even Zheng Xiaoqi could not find the direction, let alone someone like him who could not even feel the magic fluctuations. However, Feng Zhange also had his own way of finding someone, which was learned from Bai Xiaosha. If he stood in the position of a magician, he would naturally not want others to discover his identity as a magician. The purpose of living in this place is to hide his identity, not to mention that such a large magic fluctuation has not yet disappeared...

"Then it's much easier to find you. You just need to look at the shoe prints or other marks on the ground... You might as well assume that the other party has encountered an enemy, so it will cause some damage when acting... If you are escaping, it is easy to leave some traces that ordinary people will not pay attention to... Most of the people working here are dark and flattened, and there are very few neat and brand new shoe prints..." Feng Zhange screened and judged step by step based on his reasoning, slowly looking for traces that the magician might miss.
Chapter completed!