A figure in a black robe chattered endlessly in Shinji's ear: "Look, that's Heimdallr! There are new things there every day, I'll show you around properly..."
Shinji looked up and saw a super city of many colors appearing at the end of his vision.
The reason it was called colorful was because the towering buildings were filled with all kinds of dazzling neon lights and projections, dazzling the eyes.
Seeing Shinji remain silent, the black-robed man patted Shinji on the back: "Don't worry, you can find everything you want here, as long as you can afford it!"
"Hope so!"
Shinji responded casually.
This black-robed man accompanying Shinji was called 'Black Light'. Shinji didn't know the other party's real name, only knew the other party was also a 'Lampbearer'.
He met Black Light in a spatial rift.
Because of their mutual identity as 'Lampbearers', both sides tried to communicate. As a result, this Black Light was very talkative, and Shinji happened to lack knowledge related to 'Lampbearers', so both sides hit it off instantly, traveling together to Heimdallr, which Black Light claimed to be omnipotent.
And Heimdallr in the local language had the meaning of 'miracle', so the Heimdallr in front could also be called the City of Miracles!
Soon, the mechanical shuttle entered the city and stopped on a narrow landing pad.
"This way!"
Black Light greeted Shinji, then walked off the shuttle, leading the way for Shinji in front.
Shinji got off the mechanical shuttle, following Black Light through the city while observing everything around him.
After entering the interior of the city, a sense of congestion and oppression rushed over him.
The interior of this city was far less glamorous than it looked from the outside. Narrow and disorderly streets, cheap and messy neon lights, and hurried and numb citizens shuttling through them made this place look more like a large slum.
However, unlike ordinary slums, even small vendors selling strange potions on the street here had many prosthetics on their bodies that looked full of technological sense.
"Light Source Technology..."
Shinji glanced at the somewhat mottled trademark on the small vendor's prosthetic limb, quickly withdrawing his gaze.
The insight of the 'Six Tomoe Rinnegan' was unquestionable, so everything that entered Shinji's eyes, whether it was a broken tube on the neon light, or those prosthetic limbs replacing certain body parts on the citizens coming and going, or the shuttles flying in the air, every bit was under Shinji's observation.
Precisely because of this, this 'Light Source Technology' attracted Shinji's attention, because he found that every corner of this city seemed to be filled with 'Light Source Technology'. From prosthetic limbs to shuttles, even towering buildings, 'Light Source Technology' logos were almost everywhere.
After changing several elevators, Shinji followed Black Light into a building.
Black Light lowered his voice and said: "Ahead is the 'Wisher' bar I told you about. People like us often visit here, so it is also a small exchange. Not only can you trade weapons, medicines, energy and so on, there are also many strange things."
'People like us' in Black Light's mouth undoubtedly referred to 'Lampbearers'.
Shinji frowned slightly: "Allowing other 'Lampbearers' to enter and leave at will in one's own territory? Isn't the 'Lampbearer' of this world worried about ill-intentioned guys causing destruction?"
One must know not all 'Lampbearers' were kind people like Shinji. Many were like Ryūhei Ubuyashiki. Saying they were 'Lampbearers' protecting their own world, it was more appropriate to say they were cosmic robbers.
Black Light smiled: "That guy is a lunatic!"
"Lunatic?"
Shinji's brows still didn't relax.
Although Black Light evaluated the 'Lampbearer' of this world as a lunatic, he subconsciously lowered his volume when saying this, indicating that even if the other party was a lunatic, mostly likely a lunatic not to be trifled with.
In a short while, the two arrived at the Wisher Bar.
Upon entering, Black Light skillfully stood under a detector at the door, allowing the detector overhead to cast several halos, checking him.
After passing the detection, Black Light turned to Shinji and said: "This is to check if you brought weapons, and if you are polluted. Don't worry, even if you brought some high-power weapons, just register them."
Shinji nodded, walking under the detector expressionlessly.
In order to prevent his own information from leaking, before leaving the Ninja World, he applied a seal on himself, maintaining his chakra at the level of an ordinary Chunin.
Of course, as long as he wished, he could release this seal anytime, turning himself back into the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.
The halos lowered by the detector scanned him for a while, disappearing quickly.
Looking at Shinji passing the detector easily, Black Light was somewhat surprised: "You really didn't bring any weapons?"
Shinji glanced at Black Light: "Aren't you the same?"
Black Light patted his waist: "I'm not as bold as you, carrying a guy with me!"
Shinji asked: "Then why didn't the detector alarm just now?"
"Registered long ago!" Smiling, Black Light continued: "I guess you should have some other means of self-defense, but I still suggest you carry a weapon with you. We are shouldering the safety of a world, being careful is never wrong!"
"Hmm!"
Shinji responded, looking back at the detector behind him.
This detector looked very technological, but seemed not to detect the power truly contained in Shinji's body.
Black Light suggested: "Later you can find Old Crocodile. He is an arms dealer, has quite a few good things in hand, you can go hunt for treasures!"
Shinji nodded lightly. He also wanted to know the power level of various worlds outside, and weapons were obviously the best reference.
Passing through the security check area with Black Light, the interior of the bar quickly entered Shinji's eyes.
Although the name was quite bluffing, called 'Wisher', actually the layout inside the bar had nothing peculiar. Dance floor polluted by various lights, dazzling bar counter, dim booths in various corners, and private rooms deep in the aisle, looked clear at a glance.
Coming to the bar counter.
The bartender nodded to Black Light, seemed to be acquaintances, then sized Shinji up slightly, handing a black card to Shinji.
Shinji took the card, finding the front of the card displaying '1000000', and the back was the logo of 'Light Source Technology'.
Seeing Shinji puzzled, Black Light smiled: "This is the Heimdallr Black Card. People like us coming for the first time will be gifted one. The value on it is the balance, can spend casually here."