Chapter 190:103. Passionate Wilderness_2

What he was really worried about were the two issues of appearance and legal identity.

He had a high-bridged nose, deep eye sockets, icy blue eyes, and his skin was somewhat pale due to the sunlessness all year round.

All of these traits were unlike the local people of the Golden Federation.

Moreover, Noland Lee had tried, but the “Disguise as a Living Corpse” technique had very limited ability to modify skin color.

Noland Lee could roughly simulate the appearance of the Federation people, but he had no way of changing his skin color.

The skin of the Golden Federation’s people was much darker than that of the Empire’s people, noticeably darker.

This was caused by the two suns overhead…

Yes, two suns.

In the Empire, the sun and the stars were never seen.

There was no such trouble in the Federation.

There were two suns in their sky.

One large and one small.

Like a grown-up sun brother, dragging a still-childhood sun brother, wandering in the blue sky.

Looking up at the two suns from the ground, the larger sun was about the size of a clenched fist.

color were exactly the same as the “sun” in

the smaller sun, it was only the size of a “1 yuan”

saw the suns

discovered that having an extra sun in the sky didn’t seem to

nothing more than being hotter, stuffier, having darker skin, and

a third sun didn’t appear, forming the

that his skin would soon become like that of the local people

these few days of wind and sun exposure had worn off much of his original skin

was the color

or brown pupils and

with a face towel, and wait until the

how could he deal with the color

eyes out and replace

to wear sunglasses to cover his pupils,

“Pa… pa… pa…”

gunshots echoed

Lee pulled away from his thoughts

gunshots

that the caravan had stopped not far away and was engaged

had noticed that an unfamiliar person had appeared at the edge

slope of the wilderness to hide his figure, inching closer to

the ground, reached the top of a gentle slope, and peeked out half of his head from the

pipes. It seems that the Golden Federation has mastered internal combustion engine technology. The motorcycles have many patches and human skulls hanging as decorations. Hmm, these guys don’t seem to be good people, otherwise, they

the caravan in front of him was not

this caravan, he was even more convinced

of the caravan members was dominated by greasy waxed jackets and jeans with

made homemade firearms double-barreled shotguns made of rusty metal plates, revolvers with slightly deformed barrels, and shotguns with overly

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