New Identity 2010

  A few days after the crystal storm, his mood had improved a lot. With no pressure to make money, he didn't go down the pit these days, but instead chose to accompany Lain in selecting crystals at the abandoned mine slag.

  Ordinary miners don't understand why they shouldn't go down the pit when they're on a roll, in their eyes, being able to excavate 19 centimeters of crystal is the best luck, not taking advantage of this opportunity to test their luck again isn't stupid?

  But they don't know what Wu Chang is thinking, in Wu Chang's eyes, being able to understand this world a little more and learn a bit more knowledge is much stronger than going down the mine to earn a few gold coins.

  In the old man's nagging, the appearance of this world began to emerge in the unpredictable brain.

  Humanities, geography, political structure, military composition, and even historical gossip were all of great interest. Lane seemed to enjoy the role of teacher, although his knowledge lacked coherence, but he had met a diligent student who would raise his hand to ask questions whenever he had any doubts.

  "You said Huang Wei Xing belongs to a primary mineral planet, then what are the primary minerals?"

  "There are many rare minerals, but the three most basic ones can be understood from their physical properties. Rainbow crystal, secret silver, and foldable obsidian are the necessary minerals that make up the space folding engine. This engine is also the foundation for humanity to enter the cosmic era."

  "Primary mineral, primary mineral, where did the two words "primary" come from?"

  "The two words 'yuan sheng' represent the meaning of yuan sheng energy. This strange energy has been studied by people for a long time, but its secrets have not been fully revealed. However, one thing is certain: this energy is the original energy of the Big Bang in the universe. This is also the origin of the two words 'yuan sheng'."

  "Oh! Then tell me again about that engine thing"

  "Trash, you can't even remember this?" The old man went up and gave Wu Chang a brain crash. "That's called a space folding engine, which was invented in the process of studying primary energy sources. This engine not only allows for anti-gravity floating but also enables space folding, making tens of thousands of light-years of cosmic travel unimaginable without it..."

  "What? I said your amnesia is too severe, how can you not understand these basic things?"

  "Oh dear, if I understood everything, how could I show off your vast knowledge, Master?"

  "Hehe, what you said is right, makes a lot of sense, I have high hopes for you..."

  The master and apprentice spent three days in the abandoned mine, laughing and having a great time, without caring about the curious glances of the people around them. It wasn't until the third night that the arrival of several guests made Wu Chang extremely delighted.

  In the closed guest room of the delivery center, Smith Pan was excitedly introducing to Wu Chang: "Wu Chang, come here, this is the most powerful tattoo master in Huang E City. Your identity has been handled, including the administrative system of Huang E Star, which also recognizes the fact that your tattoo is lost and no longer regards you as a stowaway."

  The tattoo artist with the floral patterns all over his body also smiled, "I've been working in Huangyecity for a lifetime, and this is still my first time giving a tattoo to someone with a true identity. You kid really dare to spend money!"

  "You remember, you were an ordinary farmer's son on the Left Bank of Paradise Star. Your parents died of illness, and you started wandering on the planet at a young age. Later, you were kidnapped by human traffickers to the Fallen Star Cloud and became a small laborer in a pirate den. Later, during a pirate ship conflict, you took a lifeboat to Huang E Star, where you lost your memory due to severe impact..."

  The tattoo master wanted to continue speaking, but Wu Chang interrupted him. "Wait a minute, is this the life trajectory you've arranged for me? How can it feel so mysterious and unbelievable? Can anyone believe this?"

  "Believe it or not, but we can guarantee that all your identity documents are genuine, that's our specialty. As for this bizarre origin story, it was chosen by more than a dozen masters of disguise who spent an entire night helping you with the world... You didn't have any choice in the matter..." The tattoo master hadn't finished speaking when Laine interrupted him.

  "Don't be picky, this is already the most reliable identity I've ever heard of. In this universe, whether your identity is strange or suspicious doesn't matter. If you're a useless good-for-nothing, even if you have the most reasonable identity in the world, someone will still bully you. But if you're a strong person, even if others know you're from a pirate background, they'll still rush to befriend you."

  At this point, Lane said to the tattoo artist "I'm his master, I want to personally take care of this tattoo"

  "Oh? You can do this skill too?"

  "I used to work at Sanxing for a while, feeling a bit itchy today"

  The tattoo artist shrugged indifferently and said, "Fine, you've already paid the money, I won't refund it anyway. But let me make one thing clear: if your tattoo fails, you'll have to pay the material fee again when you come back to ask me to fix it." After that, he ignored everyone in the room and went out for a drink by himself.

  Mr. Pan looked at Ryan curiously and asked with concern, "Are you okay? Although I know you're proficient in all kinds of machinery, but I've never heard that you can operate a tattoo machine?"

  Layne didn't respond to Mr. Pan's question, he opened the bottle of liquid silver ink worth 100 gold coins, carefully poured it into the tattoo gun, looked at the strange tattoo on Wu Changhou's chest and asked "Have you thought it through? What pattern do you want to use for cover-up?"

  Laine hastily pulled out a piece of paper from his shirt pocket, on which he had spent three nights drawing.

  "What is this?" Ryan and Mr. Pan, who opened the painting, were both a bit stunned.

  "Don't you recognize us?" Wu Chang was a bit surprised, but looking at the two people's bewildered eyes, they didn't seem to be pretending.

  "Never mind, just follow the pattern I drew. That... that's a creature I saw in my dreams." Wu Chang could only explain it as a dream, he couldn't say it was a Qing Long after all.

  That's right, the painting is a dragon, an ancient dragon with obvious Qin and Han Dynasty style. No wonder others didn't recognize it, whether there was an Earth in this world or not is debatable, so it's no surprise that people don't know about dragons, a legendary creature.

  Everyone has secrets, and a mature person won't pry into others' privacy. Lane and Boss Pan didn't dwell on this issue. Lane carefully examined the picture for about ten minutes before he started taking action.

  Laine, the old man's craftsmanship wasn't just talk, in this abandoned mine area Laine's reputation was no less than those contractors, from large engineering machinery to a small electric thermos cup, there was nothing he couldn't fix. Boss Pan had always suspected that if he gave him a damaged folding space engine, maybe this old man could even repair it.

  A tattoo gun filled with liquid silver ink moves on the unpredictable back, **Secret Silver is a very good storage medium, the first half of an orphan named Unstable's life was painted in the hands of Old Man Laine.**

  The tattoo indeed hurts a bit, but Wu Chang can endure it, and he even feels a little excited. He has a feeling that as the tattoo takes shape, he is gradually becoming one with this world. Perhaps one day, Wu Chang will really forget his past life's memories and truly consider himself a part of this world.

  Smith Pann was amazed at Laine's skilled hands, and he was once again convinced, although the techniques inside were beyond his comprehension, but this did not affect his admiration for the old man. Maybe that's what they mean by "not understanding but being in awe".

  After a full 20 minutes, the square two-dimensional code finally formed, and at this time, the old man had not yet recovered from the excitement of creation. He suddenly took out a leather bag from his arms and threw it into Mr. Pan's hands.

  "Give this money to Master Tattooist and I'll sell three more bottles of Secret Silver Ink."

  "What?!" Boss Pan was a bit stunned "Isn't this already done? Why are you still asking for ink?"

  "Cut the nonsense, my apprentice wants a decorative tattoo and I, as his master, should give him a gift to celebrate our meeting."

  Mr. Pan was stunned, he had never heard of using secret silver ink for decorative tattoos after all, decorative tattoos only serve an aesthetic purpose, and the square QR code is indeed quite monotonous, 90% of people will use some beautiful tattoos to cover up the QR code, anyway it doesn't affect the effect.

  Mr. Pan wanted to persuade Old Man Lai, but as soon as he saw the old man's determined gaze, he stopped talking, knowing that this dirty old man really took Wu Chang as his own apprentice.

  In no time, three bottles of secret silver ink were added to the tattoo gun, and the old man's creation began again. This time it was truly art, Mr. Pan was a connoisseur, after all, he came from a fallen noble family and had received excellent artistic training since childhood. Although he didn't know Gu Pu, it didn't prevent him from feeling the beauty in it.

  Time passed bit by bit, and the tattoo master who was drinking also came over. He might have been very interested in why someone would use expensive liquid silver ink for decorative tattoos. However, when he saw the old man's craftsmanship, he was stunned.

  "Wow, you're really good! My master is the best tattoo artist in Sanhai Xing, even the royal family's tattoos are done by him. Seeing your work today, I feel like it's on par with my master's!"

  "Old man, think about it and come work for me instead. It's a hundred times better than mining."

  Lai En ignored him, his entire body and mind focused on the dragon. Three hours later, when Lai En finally finished drawing the dragon's eyes and added the final stroke, he fainted directly into Mr. Pan's arms.

  The finishing touch, when the eyes appeared in that instant, the people in the house suddenly had an illusion, this strange creature was actually alive, it seemed to be about to pounce out of its unpredictable body, and even a faintly audible strange whistling sound could be heard.

  "I know what this is, the idiom 'painting a dragon and dotting its eyes' originated from here, this pattern is probably the dragon from ancient legends..." Laine, leaning into Mr. Pan's chest, was overcome with emotion, but it wasn't clear what had moved him so much.

  The tattoo master didn't understand what "adding the finishing touches" meant, he just felt that this tattoo was extremely powerful, the most powerful one he had ever seen. In comparison, those skulls and fierce tigers in the army were nothing but rubbish.

  Layne's words reminded Old Man Pan, who suddenly remembered the records of his childhood when he flipped through ancient books. In that precious ancient book, it seemed to have mentioned the dragon, a sacred object, but unfortunately, there were no illustrations in the book.

  At this time, the unpredictable had already stood up, and that ink-black dragon was vividly alive. Due to the special properties of liquid silver ink, this black dragon actually flashed out a silver light under the lamp.

  The dragon seemed to come alive in every gesture and movement.