The man took Philip into the elevator, pressed a few buttons, and the elevator went to the second-floor basement which was not displayed. This place was like a small processing factory.
The boss took Philip to the deepest part and said to a skinny man wearing glasses, “Make him a communicator.”
The man rummaged through the drawer, found a communicator that looked fairly new, and said to Philip, “Fill in your information.”
Philip stepped forward and briefly input his data without concealing too much.
After the information was entered, the man entered the information database and put Philip’s information in it.
“It’s done…” The man handed the communicator to Philip.
The boss did not try to keep Philip but wanted to exchange communicator numbers with Philip, which he refused.
He said, “If you need anything else in the future, you can come to me again.”
Philip nodded and left.
He was only stopping by in this White Marsh territory, which he had to pass through if he wanted to go to the First Continent. A communicator would make things easier.
Now, he needed to get a means of transport. Philip found a remote alley and transferred all the money from several communicators into his.
Looking at the small eight-digit number in his communicator, Philip grinned and said, “I can buy the high-end car that Carter spoke about now.”
It was already two o’clock in the afternoon. Philip found a diner and ordered two dishes to fill his stomach.
Incidentally, he heard a slurred voice at the next table saying, “The forbidden place has closed, and the holy son of the Moon Worship Creed is also dead, so when will the Moon Worship Creed fall?”
“Watch your words. You’ll lose your head if you’re not careful.”
The other man was still sober and helped the drunken man out.
What was the origin of the Moon Worship Creed?
Philip thought of the powerful Leroy and the Nine Lunar Technique he got from him.
At this time, a silver-gray striped cat jumped onto Philip‘s lap. Except for its unusually long tail and a bulge at the top of its head, the cat was not much different from other cats on Earth.
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