Let’s call these people who were bombarded by human cannons as travelers.

After Ye Ying briefly explained to them, the passengers began to walk out of the pyramid through the portal.

The boy in blue shirt walked into the transparent corridor.

A golden basic information registration form floated in front of him.

A line of beautiful fonts is printed directly above the form: Please fill in your identity information truthfully, which will help you gain greater benefits in the Exchange Center of All Worlds.

This line of characters was added by the coalition government.

They are in charge of intelligence, and if all the tourists who come fill in false information, their work will be greatly affected.

When the boy in blue shirt thinks, the corresponding content will appear on the table.

Name: Xiao Yan!

After filling out the form, a beautiful female voice appeared in his ear: "Would you like to sell items to exchange for the world element?"

Xiao Yan asked without hesitation: "What can I sell?"

"Anything, including memory, skill, vitality, equipment props and martial arts secrets." The beautiful female voice replied. She is an intelligent question-and-answer system made by the Buddha with Bibidong Voice as a template.

Xiao Yan was stunned, he was a little scared: "Can you draw my memories?"

"Your authorization is required." The beautiful female voice quickly answered. Her database stores almost all possible Q&A conversations, which can quickly respond to passengers' problems.

Xiao Yan waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't authorize!"

Just kidding, only fools will sell their memories.

"I am willing to sell all my memories." A blond girl stood not far from Xiao Yan, wearing a scarred armor and a large patch of blood on her abdomen.

Xiao Yan looked sideways. He didn't expect that someone was really willing to sell his memories. Isn't this person afraid of his secret being leaked?

The blonde girl also noticed Xiao Yan, and she curled her lips: "I am Yan, Angel Yan! Hello, little boy."

"I'm not a little boy." Xiao Yan retorted.

Yan walked straight forward, and she said without looking back: "Little boy, in front of such high-dimensional existence, there is no difference between memorization in the mind and being exposed outside. While it is still valuable, sell it quickly. You may not collect garbage in a while."

"Whose memory do you think is garbage?" Xiao Yan felt very dissatisfied. There was a big secret hidden in his memory.

Yan ignored him, her eyes passed through the transparent corridor, locking firmly at the many angels on duty in the air.

They seem to be my fellow countrymen,

The armor on her body is from tens of thousands of years ago.

That's right, exactly the same.

Is this a coincidence...or parallel space-time?

"Well, little brother, how do you know my name?" Obai chased behind Xiao Yan's butt and asked. This was the eighth time.

Xiao Yan said impatiently: "Do you care how I know? Can you stop bothering me anymore?"

He regretted his behavior that had just been so happy.

He was worried that there were people from the same world as him, so he was unwilling to reveal his identity as a time traveler. Now he could not explain how he met Oboi.

Oboi's face suddenly changed.

"You can't be from the same world as me?" he asked with a gloomy face.

Xiao Yan was stunned.

His confusion made Obai more sure of his guess. How could people from other worlds know me? Those who know me must be from the same world as me!

When Oboi thought of his humble attitude towards Xiao Yan just now, anger suddenly surged into his heart.

"Damn Hannu! No wonder you know me. Do you know what the outcome of scaring the number one warrior of the Qing Dynasty? I have remembered your appearance. When I go back, I will draw you and I will be wanted by the whole country!" Oboi said gritting his teeth.

"Who is barking here?" A middle-aged man in a dragon robe walked from behind with cold eyes.

Oboi turned around and stared at him in surprise: "Who are you? How dare you wear a dragon robe?"

"I am Liu Che, the emperor of the Han Dynasty!"

"How can't you wear a dragon robe?"

Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che!

Xiao Yan's eyes were straightened.

He did not expect to meet this famous emperor in Chinese history here.

Liu Che succeeded to the throne at the age of thirteen.

He was the most accomplished emperor of the Western Han Dynasty.

He refuted his grace to reduce the vassals and centralized his power; in terms of economics, he unified the minting of coins; in terms of ideological dismissal and pride of Confucianism; in terms of military, he conquered the Huns three times, ordered Wei Qing and Huo Qubing to attack the Huns eight hundred miles north, sealed the wolf and Juxu, and attacked Lake Baikal in Russia in one breath.

"I haven't asked you yet, what is a Han slave?" Liu Che's eyes were filled with evil and his eyes showed murderous intent. As the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he could not tolerate this word in his ears.

The emperor's wrath was buried in millions of corpses and bleeding thousands of miles away.

Obai was a little scared by Liu Che's power. He had also heard of Liu Che and knew that Liu Che was an emperor with outstanding military achievements. During the period when Liu Che was in power, their Manchu ancestors did not know where to herd cattle.

But then he thought, what could he do to Liu Che in front of him if he is not in his world?

Oboi's courage suddenly became enormous: "Liu Che, you have been dead for more than a thousand years in my world! I am not afraid of you! Tell you, now we Manchus rule the world, and you Han people are all slaves!"

Liu Chehu's eyes widened: "It's nonsense!"

"You Han people are all waste! Trash! Low-class race! We are the only ones that are full of people..." Obai said with his head raised.

Liu Che turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan: "Is what he said true?"

Xiao Yan sighed: "That's right, after the Han Dynasty, several dynasties have been passed through, and the Manchus have indeed ruled for a while."

Liu Che was silent.

Oboi was even more arrogant and actually danced Mongolian dance in front of Liu Che, while dancing and mocking: "If I hadn't been able to do it, I'll let you know the courage of our people now!"

Xiao Yan clenched his fists, and he couldn't bear to see it anymore. If he could do it, he would let Oboi know the courage of the third section of Dou Qi.

At this time, Liu Che suddenly asked, "Can I send a large army to his world?"

Oboi's expression froze instantly, and his good mood of dancing was completely destroyed by this sentence. He turned to wait nervously for the reply from the intelligent question-and-answer system.

Xiao Yan is also looking forward to it.

The beautiful female voice rang in their ears: "Sorry, we don't have this business."

Ye Ying didn't expect that someone would want to go to another world so soon, so she was not in a hurry to open up.

Aobai immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although he said he was not afraid, he was still very guilty if he really had to face this famous Han emperor with martial arts as his posthumous title.

He continued to mock him: "You must be glad that you can't, otherwise your Han Dynasty will become a slave to our Qing Dynasty!"

It was so exciting to provoke the emperor in person, and he was also a famous emperor, and this pleasure made him unable to stop.

"I remember you."

Liu Che said coldly, and after that, he turned forward.
Chapter completed!