I Have A Martial Dao World

Chapter 113: 113. Exotic Mountains and Rivers

Lu Yao bought a pair of sunglasses and put them on, effectively shielding his eyes that shone like stars, blocking the harassment of the encroaching swarm of admirers.

Until the plane landed and he exited the airport, he no longer felt the thirsty gazes of the women.

The climate in Guadala City was warm and dry, having undergone several colonial periods, the streets boasted a variety of architectural styles, with every nation that had controlled maritime supremacy leaving its mark here.

The place had exotic charm, making it a nice spot to visit, but the only drawback was its poor public safety.

In the Exotic Mountains and Rivers, Lu Yao, as an Asian, stood out conspicuously.

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A taxi drew near proactively. Though the driver sported a messy beard and a ferocious look, seeming hardly trustworthy, Lu Yao still chose to get inside.

Judging by appearances isn't right; maybe despite looking fierce, the driver was actually a good person.

Lu Yao sat quietly in the back seat, taking out his phone to search for Zhang Xin.

But this normally very high-profile person hadn't appeared for over half a year.

He was nowhere to be found, neither in business news nor in entertainment news, as if he had vanished into thin air.

It was while he was lost in thought that he suddenly realized the taxi was heading toward an uninhabited wasteland.

Lu Yao was pleased, "Great, I came unprepared and could use someone providing me with supplies."

The driver was indeed planning a robbery; he pulled out a handgun and without saying a word, fired straight at Lu Yao's head.

Here, robberies and shootings were all too common. People couldn't be bothered to talk and preferred to sift through the victim's body after killing them.

Unfortunately for him, his movements were too slow in Lu Yao's eyes. As the trigger was pulled, Lu Yao turned his head to dodge the bullet and at the same time, reached out to snap the driver's wrist.

In the midst of the teeth-grinding "crack" sound, a piece of broken bone pierced through the arm, and blood gushed out as the driver screamed and fell to the ground.

Lu Yao picked up the handgun and looked at it, "A Glock," he asked, "Do you speak Star Alliance Language?"

The driver was shouting something in Franquian, clearly not understanding Star Alliance Language.

Lu Yao calmly activated the real-time translation app on his phone, and just as the driver screamed out, the phone emitted a stiff electronic voice with the translation,

[Don't. Kill. Me. Please.]

Lu Yao pulled up a photo of Zhang Xin on his phone and asked, "Where is he?"

The translation software converted Lu Yao's words into Franquian and projected them from the phone.

But upon seeing the photo of Zhang Xin, the driver started to panic and screamed.

The translation software interpreted his words: [White Tiger Poison King]

"Tsk tsk~ Zhang Xin has even made a name for himself, 'Poison King,' huh."

By then, a large pool of blood had formed under the driver, and his lips were very pale; the bleeding from the severed arm was obviously arterial due to being pierced by the broken bone. Before Lu Yao could ask anything more, the driver succumbed to excessive blood loss and died.

Lu Yao searched the man's body and found a stack of banknotes, along with plenty of opium.

Tossing the opium aside and keeping the banknotes, Lu Yao chuckled, "Ha, I forgot to exchange money, and here comes a good man, giving me both a gun and cash."

Activating the navigation, he forcefully stamped on the ground, leaving two deep footprints, and proceeded towards the city center on his own.

Lu Yao's speed was hardly slower than that of a car.

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By the time he reached the city center, it was evening.

A restaurant exuded the aroma of food, and unexpectedly, its sign included Chinese characters—it was a restaurant opened by someone of Xia descent.

Feeling a bit hungry after his activity, Lu Yao decided to enter.

The boss was from Xia Yi descent, and it felt genuine and close for the two of them to converse in the same language, with a sincere smile on his face.

Lu Yao ordered a large table of food softened by two styles. The food was quite tasty, and they were generous with the meat.

Moreover, since it was very late and there were no other customers, the boss was free to join in for a chat.

This was a man nearing sixty, surnamed Qi, whose skin had been tanned dark by the local sun.

Through Boss Qi's stories, it was learned that there were no small number of Xia Yi people settled in the Inca Nation, with the count reaching 100,000 last year.

Lu Yao, curious, asked him when he had migrated, and that opened the floodgates of conversation.

"I was scammed by a shady agent more than 20 years ago. They said this place was wonderful, the backyard of the Star Alliance Country where one could migrate to Star Alliance Country at any time... I poured all my assets into selling four apartments in the capital's second ring and came here, only to find it was a trash place ruled by the gangs. Sigh..."

Boss Qi heaved a long sigh filled with regret and resentment.

Hearing "four apartments in the capital's second ring," Lu Yao was speechless as well. Those four apartments might have sold for only a million in the nineties, but now... they were worth at least dozens of times that, and still rising in value.

After sighing, Boss Qi cautioned:

"The place is ruled by drug trafficking groups. Their equipment is even more advanced than the government army's, complete with heavy firepower; they often make the police too scared to leave their stations. Little Lu, you're here alone; be very careful, and head back quickly after having your fun."

"Yeah, I'll just have a quick look and then leave," Lu Yao said nonchalantly, "The Xia Yi who's done the best here is Zhang Xin, right? I often see news about him online, a young magnate. Really enviable."

Upon hearing this, Boss Qi's face instantly changed. He looked around, then whispered, "Little Lu, don't ever mention that name here. That person... Just don't bring it up, that's all."

Seeing that Boss Qi was so spooked by just the mention of a name, Lu Yao quickly changed the subject. "Have you never considered going back?"

Gazing in the direction of his homeland, Boss Qi sighed, "Without a penny to my name, it's humiliating. At my age, it doesn't really matter anymore, but I hope to return to my roots before the end."

As they were talking, a woman suddenly entered the shop. Her face was covered in poor-quality makeup, and she wore a school-style plaid miniskirt that revealed most of her buttocks, with a pair of white knee-high socks on her legs.

This was the standard attire of a streetwalker, staring intently at Lu Yao, obviously here to solicit customers.

Boss Qi stood up to expel her: "Go away, we don't need it."

The woman quickly yelled in strangely accented Xia Yi language, "50 bucks, any way you like."

She had a trace of Xia Yi ancestry in her features, and her voice was full of pleading and fright.

Thinking of something, Boss Qi's push turned into a pause, and then he came back, whispering:

"Little Lu, why don't you experience some exotic charm?"

Lu Yao: "???"

Boss Qi explained with a sigh, "Tomorrow is the day the gangs collect their rent. These girls in plaid skirts are prostitutes controlled by the gangs. If they don't earn enough money, the rules here are strict; she will be beheaded..."

"Beheaded for not earning enough money???" Lu Yao doubted if he was still living in modern times.

The woman continued yelling in strangely accented Xia Yi language, "50 bucks, any way you like."

Lu Yao thought for a moment and said calmly, "Go find a decent hotel and get a room."

He spoke in Xia Yi language, which the woman clearly understood, her face lighting up with joy.

When Lu Yao tipped Boss Qi with a hundred Star Alliance note as a tip, her joy intensified.

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The two arrived at a decent hotel.

Once inside the room, Lu Yao stopped the woman from undressing and pulled out a large roll of money, while also bringing up Zhang Xin's photo.

"Tell me everything about this man, and all this money is yours."