The next morning.
Su Mo, who deliberately missed the morning rush hour, was sitting on Subway Line 1 with a bag of potato chips.
He is not going to work.
Although I have made a decision, I will have to rely on part-time jobs to make ends meet until I receive a job and earn money.
But Su Mo didn't spend much money before. After excluding food and accommodation, he still had less than 100 left over every day. Now he has about 500 in savings. With Xia Mi taking care of everything, he doesn't have to rush to work.
In the morning, he brought breakfast and gave Boss Xia a considerate delivery service.
After finishing breakfast, Boss Xia, who was extremely moved, patted his barren chest and promised to solve Su Mo's identity problem.
Living in modern society, without an ID card will definitely cause a lot of inconvenience.
Su Mo himself didn't care much about this. As long as he could work, he could always maintain his life.
But for Xia Mi, this is a problem that needs to be solved urgently.
After all, she wanted Su Mo to become an undercover agent.
For an undercover agent, there should be no problem with his identity document.
She already has a lot of experience in this area, and it is not difficult for her to get a set of identity certificates for Su Mo.
So, after dragging Su Mo to take a ID photo, she hurried to the ID processing unit.
The reason why I am in a hurry is because I am pressed for time.
I have to cook when I get back at noon, and have some training in the afternoon.
Boss Xia's schedule is very tight.
With her ability, it is easy to drive staff to apply for certificates, and it is also easy to modify the time on the electronic record system.
The only troublesome thing is the modification of paper files.
The requirement for electronic records has not been around for many years.
If you want your identity to be able to withstand inspection, an old paper document is necessary. By the way, it is best to have a birth certificate, school teacher comments, etc.
What seems like an impossible request is actually very simple to do.
The archives room has always kept blank archive papers from more than ten years ago. There is no need to make them old as they are already very old.
As for the writing pen, there are also old pens and inks left.
This is probably because such a small loophole was intentionally left in. After all, it has only been a few years since the birth control program, and there will always be people who need to apply for a household registration.
Xia Mi just happened to follow this path and borrowed it.
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When Xia Mi dealt with the issue of Su Mo's identity.
After taking the ID photo, Su Mo looked at the time.
It's already nine o'clock.
It's obviously a bit late now to find odd jobs in the morning.
After thinking about it, he did not contact several employers he had met before. Instead, he spent money to buy a dozen bags of potato chips and took the subway.
When life safety is not involved, he has always been a man of his word.
He has not forgotten what he promised Fenrir before.
In his original world, the terminus of Line 1 could only reach Gucheng Station.
The Pingguoyuan Station behind is being closed for renovation.
But in this world, Pingguoyuan Station has not been closed yet.
Su Mo sat here all the way.
After getting off the bus, unlike other passengers who got off, Su Mo did not leave, but stood there and waited.
Unknowingly, all the surrounding passengers walked away.
The originally clean and tidy subway station has become old without knowing when.
It's as if a retro filter was suddenly added. Although it's still very clean, it gives people an old-fashioned feel.
Su Mo checked this subway before coming here.
Line 1 was completed in 1969.
Although it was renovated several times in the later period, it should not have been able to see its original appearance at this time.
But at this moment, it's like going back in time, and the subway station from the past is back.
He was the only one left in the huge subway station, and it was as quiet as the end of the world.
This was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, so he was not panicked.
I stood on the platform and waited for less than a minute when I heard the ground shake.
Dazzling lights shone out of the deep tunnel, and a red-and-white train with a square head and square head entered the station, with a sign saying "Black Stone - Tomb of the Eight Kings" hanging on it.
This is a train that should not have appeared. People who are familiar with the Line 1 subway will probably exclaim that they have seen a ghost.
This so-called Black Stone Station has never been opened to the public, and even its existence is the focus of controversy in urban legends. Of course, many data show that this station probably does exist. It was an underground station established for war preparation, but it is no longer closed. use.
It was this train that Su Mo was waiting for.
After getting on the train very naturally, the train door immediately closed, as if he knew that he was the only guest, or that it was simply a special train open for him.
The train started again, heading to the hidden Fushouling Station and Gaojing Station.
After the speed increased, the sound of the train rubbing against the rails gradually became lower, replaced by various chirping sounds like the chirping of cicadas.
Then there was a sound like pebbles knocking on the door.
It seemed like there were children tapping on the iron sheet and glass outside the car.
Su Mo looked at the carriage glass.
Then I saw a dense pile of golden eyes.
Under the illumination of the lights in the carriage, you can see the structure under these golden eyes, which are skeletons glowing with pale gold. The owners of these golden eyes are hundreds of thousands of bone birds.
According to the introduction in the original work, these bone birds should be called sickle weasels.
These bat-sized creatures feed on blood.
The bloodthirsty light shining in their eyes at this moment is indeed a desire for blood.
However, due to Nibelungen rules, they cannot harm people in the subway.
The first time he saw them, Su Mo was scared by these guys.
But this time it's different.
Encountering these guys again, Su Mo took the initiative to greet them, reaching a distance where he was almost face to face with the Kamamaitas.
There was only a layer of glass between the two sides. If it weren't for the constraints of the Nibelung Rules, Su Mo believed that these weasels would have gone berserk, breaking the glass to suck the blood of strangers.
In fact, these sickle weasels were really excited, and their calls became louder and harsher.
These noises even awakened the female weasels among them, the particularly huge one with nine heads, the queen weasel. This individual is also known as the ghost car bird.
The female weasel was also lying on the car window, leading the ministers like a queen to make a blood-thirsty high note. The nine heads restlessly pecked at the glass, seemingly trying to peck out the brains of their prey.
Amidst this noisy and urgent noise, Su Mo rolled up his sleeves, revealing the mark of Jörmungandr on his wrist.
"Shut up."
He said softly.
Then everything was silent.
All the noisy sounds stopped suddenly, without any voice remaining, as if the power supply suddenly went out in a noisy bar, everyone froze on the spot, and it was so quiet that people couldn't help but feel a chill.
If it weren't for the sound of the train running, which was still quiet and distant, Su Mo would have even suspected that time had been suspended.
Outside the car window, Queen Weasel showed a look of fear. All nine of her heads were lowered deeply, curled up like a duck's neck. She did not dare to look directly at the mark on Su Mo's hand, as if she was expressing fear, but also as if she was expressing fear. Surrender.
Hundreds of thousands of other kamaitachi also suddenly stopped making sounds.
Some Kamaita even forgot to flap their wings and fell directly to the ground, where they landed on the track and were crushed to pieces by the wheels of the train.
"Is this thing so useful?"
Even Su Mo himself was a little surprised by this effect.
He guessed that the mark of Jörmungandr should be able to protect him in this Nibelung from the attacks of monsters inside.
It is roughly equivalent to the mark of one of your own, and friendly parties will not regard him as an attack target.
Something similar to a death-free gold medal or an iron coupon from an elixir.
After all, it would sound too ridiculous if the Dragon King's subordinates were accidentally killed by the maids and guards in the Dragon King's palace.
But he didn't expect that the effect of this mark would be so good.
This is not a death-free gold medal.
This is clearly the tiger talisman that can mobilize the imperial guards!
This chapter has been completed!