The first thousand three hundred and ninety-nine chapters are not peaceful
Qian Qian stared at the little black cat in front of her in shock, and then changed the question in disbelief: "What is the equivalent of ten thousand plus ten thousand?"
"Twenty thousand." The black cat glanced at her unhappily, but the voice that came out of his mouth was the voice of a young girl. Then he stopped paying attention to us and turned to licking his paws attentively and washing them.
Come on.
Qian Qian continued to be stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted, pointing at the black cat and exclaiming: "You can actually count! You're right!"
Suddenly the look in our eyes when we saw Qian Qian was even more horrifying than when we saw the talking cat. Lin Xue almost bit her tongue: "Hey, why do you always focus on the problem from such a strange angle! Shouldn't you first be curious about the cat that can talk?
What!"
"Oh yes," Qian Qian suddenly realized, looked at the black cat and exclaimed again, "You can actually talk!"
Even the cat looked a little dumbfounded this time - don't ask me how I saw a "dumbfounded" expression on a cat's face. Anyway, it looked like it was quite surprised by Qian Qian's thought process.
The black cat licked his lips: "Is it necessary to be so surprised? Although there are fewer Mozambique cats that can talk, there are still more than Juniper cats, right? People in the Imperial City shouldn't be so fussy, not to mention there is a scholar among you..."
The rest of us quickly straightened our expressions and tried to act as if we were not surprised. I thought to myself, no matter what, the troublesome situation did arise: if we don’t understand the situation in another world, it’s easy to subconsciously bring over the common sense from the earth. Now it seems that
In this world, it is a trivial matter for cats to be able to talk! In fact, we should be more calm, because it is not that several people present have never seen animals that can talk: Shadow City, let alone cats and dogs, is the street
Suddenly a mouse pops out from above and greets you: "Excuse me, how to get to the Cat Mansion?" You have to stay calm, because it might be a strange creature created by Ding Dong. And the lice on your fox can turn into sperm.
Well, I should really learn to be calmer.
The main reason why we were surprised just now is - we didn't expect to see such out-of-character things outside the imperial capital!
Lin Xue thought for a while and explained to the black cat: "Oh, we have indeed seen talking cats, but we didn't expect to see them here. After all, this place is quite remote. Where do you want us to appear in a big house in a big city?
Not surprised..."
The explanation given by the witty eldest lady seemed quite reliable. The black cat said clearly, and then became slightly dissatisfied: "I didn't expect that the scholar's vision would be so biased. Why can't poor families in the countryside raise a talking Mo?"
Zambian cat, good luck should come to everyone fairly - that's what the goddess says in her teachings."
A few of us nodded one after another: no matter what the cat said at this time, we had to nod. Anyway, we can no longer look incompatible with this world. After all, Sandora is not around, and we can no longer enjoy the kind of taking out the computer in front of the local indigenous people.
Playing games, discussing the issue of slavery with others, wearing fancy clothes and not being suspected is an easy task.
After sighing, the black cat yawned and stretched in a very humane manner, wagging its tail and walking away while muttering: "You are also interesting, I am just a cat, why are you explaining so much to me? Cats don't
Care about this..."
Except for Pandora, all of us looked at each other: "..." This cat has a bigger air than a human!
After being stimulated by this talking cat, I thought of another point that I had miscalculated before, that is, I should not introduce myself as a "scholar" to others, because the scholar itself represents knowledge and knowledge, and belongs to that category.
If you put him in any environment, he would be able to touch his chin and shake his head and say "I understand a little bit. I understand a little bit". If you look at the Martian spacecraft and the excavation site of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, you have to be able to talk a few sentences to be called a scholar -
—At least this should be the case in the minds of the working people at the bottom of the relatively ignorant society (such as the stupid guy). What's more, we also use the term "wandering scholar", which is even more confusing to "knowing everything about astronomy and geography".
Of course, it is impossible for a real scholar to "understand" everything like an old charlatan. But the stupid guy and the people in this village definitely don't think so. They may think that the scholar doesn't even know the Zhang family sow.
The problem of giving birth can be solved. What should I do if they ask me about the teachings of the goddess? What should I do if I ask how many public toilets there are in the Principality of Hassad? What should I do if I ask about an introduction to magic? Even if they don’t ask about the above, someone asked
What should I do about the customs of the Imperial Capital? You can cover the front, but what about the last one - isn't it a wandering scholar who claims to be from the Imperial Capital?
And you always say that you don’t understand this and that, so it’s definitely not possible. Since you say you are a scholar, you must have the ideological awareness to be surrounded by working people to study or visit: You can refer to those who go to the mountains to visit relatives and are surrounded by villagers.
City people. But how do I know the knowledge of this world? When the time comes, people will definitely say: How come you don’t know anything as a scholar? You must at least have some knowledge, right? If that’s the case, I probably can only
Demonstrating the skills of breaking a big stone on the chest or feeding four or five naughty children at the same time - I don't know if this is considered knowledge. Anyway, apart from these two things, the only thing I am best at is throwing my arms and fighting with others. In this world, it is about
Don’t be the number one scholar in martial arts...
In the final analysis, I relied too much on Shandora's convenient ability and got used to lying about my identity casually. Anyway, in the past, Her Majesty the Queen always used mental interference to help me clean up. As a result, I unknowingly dug so many holes for myself this time. I understand.
Why is it so difficult to do intelligence work? Some things require special talents. No matter how powerful you are, it won’t work: No matter how powerful Pandora is, doesn’t she still grow?
But there is a reason why I say I am a scholar: this is the most effective cover to cover up my abnormal behavior, weird clothes, and lack of understanding of the local people's sophistication. We all know that in many cases, a senior scholar will pass through time among ordinary people.
Not much difference...
At this time, the stupid guy finished his work for the time being. He was cooking food in the kitchen, wiping his hands and wandering over like a brown bear. He picked up a big stone and put it under his buttocks and sat in front of us, with a humble face: "
Scholar, can you tell me what an emperor is like?"
I:"……"
Look, look, what did we just say? It’s here!
I thought about it and felt that I couldn't really act like someone was crushing my chest, so I could only say a few random words: "What about that? In fact, there is nothing interesting to see in the Imperial Capital. It is just very big, with many people, and many houses..."
The stupid guy looked very interested: "Well, I know the Imperial Capital is very prosperous! The priest went to the Imperial Capital to be baptized. He said that if someone like me found an alley in the Imperial Capital and slipped into it, he would never be able to get out of it and would be lost!
"
I racked my brains to figure out how to describe to this simple big man an imperial city that not only fit his imagination but also fit the world view of the place. The most important thing was that I could round it up. Then I finally came up with the idea: "Well, the imperial city is like this, with houses.
It is large and numerous, and the city is still old. There are streets and alleys everywhere that have been there for decades. It is easy for outsiders to get lost. The houses of rich people are all in the center of the city, so the houses in the city center are more expensive. The further away you go, the more expensive the houses are.
It’s cheap, but it’s inconvenient to buy things and go to school. The environment in the Imperial Capital is not that good. There are mountains and water here. In some places in the Imperial Capital, even drinking water has to be transported from other cities. In addition, buying food in the Imperial Capital is very expensive, and outsiders don’t have to pay for it.
It’s easy to get registered...well, it’s difficult to settle in.”
The silly guy slapped his thigh happily: "That's right! The priest said the same thing, but he didn't understand it as well as you did. Is this how it is in the imperial capital?"
I laughed, turned around and high-fived Lin Xue and Qian Qian: Nonsense, the set of things I just mentioned can be used in a big city with a history of several decades. Unless the country's newly relocated capital
, only by moving the capital from the imperial capital to a place like Gaolaozhuang Kaoshantun can I break my "common common ground of capitals" that is summarized from the entire macro world...
Seeing that the silly guy still wanted to continue asking, I quickly diverted his attention: "Actually, it's been a long time since we left the imperial capital. I'm still not sure what it's like there. I'm studying... wild ecology.
Yes, I usually just go to places in the wilderness. If you are interested in big cities, then I don’t know much more than you do."
"Oh," the big man did not doubt that he was there, but just looked at us with admiration, "You are really amazing. You dare to run around on the mainland and bring children with you. You must have real abilities. The scholar must know magic.
Something like that, right? Or a samurai."
Whenever I hear a sentence spoken by the other party, I will analyze how much secrets this sentence can reveal about the world, and what the silly guy just said is obviously very meaningful. First of all, we can be absolutely sure: this is a person who is gone
The world of magic routes.
Of course, all that can be determined is the word "magic", and whether what this word represents is the same as we guessed needs to be verified. Each civilization's understanding of magic and technology, as well as its power system, are somewhat different.
Maybe the magic that the stupid guy talks about is not much different from the technology on earth, or maybe people in a certain world regard alchemy as a natural science. It all depends on different worldviews. In the end, we still have to treat it according to the universal worldview of the empire.
Only by translating it can we characterize the power system of a civilization. As for now, we will temporarily place this planet in the category of magic civilization: that's what the locals think so anyway.
Another piece of information revealed by the other party is: Travelers who dare to wander around on the mainland are not ordinary people. That requires "real skills", and it is real skills such as magic and martial arts that can protect one's family and life.
This second point... there is an article.
Bingtis smiled: "You have to have two hands to get around, but... the world is not peaceful enough now? Why don't we feel it?"
"It depends on what you said," the silly big man smiled honestly, "Of course it is peaceful for capable people like you, but it is different for ordinary people like us. Let alone encounter bandits and monsters, even the demons on Dark Moon
Demons and monsters have appeared on the ground at regular intervals in the past two years. Who dares to run around? I heard from the priest in the village that this is called the reincarnation of disasters. Sooner or later, Anyue and the people on the ground will have to fight, no?
Once we fight, peace will never come. This is what the goddess told the people on earth a long time ago."
Bandits, Warcraft, Dark Moon, demons, monsters, and the "catastrophe" that sounded about to happen - a series of unfamiliar words popped out. I suddenly realized that I had made a wrong first impression of this place: because the first
I met honest and honest villagers like Sha Daguo once, and then came to a quiet and peaceful village like Songlin Village. As a result, I had the impression of "peace and stability" about this place before I visited the whole world. As a result, I heard now
It wasn't until the big man started talking that I realized: This is not a peaceful world at all!
It's just that we happened to be in a peaceful corner...
I would like to find an opportunity to ask about the so-called dark moon and "catastrophe", because they sound obviously part of the local mythology, but as a "well-informed wandering scholar", these questions obviously cannot
He asked directly, so he started thinking about it. At this time, the silly guy seemed to suddenly remember the dinner that was still cooking on the stove. He waved to the black cat who was dozing on the wall not far away: "Little
Black! Go check to see if the broth is ready! If it’s almost done, sprinkle two handfuls of salt and wash those sweet fruits..."
As we watched in stunned silence, the psychic cat Xiao Hei jumped down lightly and walked towards the kitchen with elegant cat steps...
Then the little black cat ran back again, biting the stupid big ankle and made a purring sound. Finally, it raised its head and looked at its owner fiercely: "I am a cat! I can just help you watch the fire and add salt.
How to wash things!"
The stupid guy slapped the back of his head hard and laughed: "Ah ha, I forgot, then you go and cook. I'll wash the fruits - the guests are waiting here, and they will eat in a while. Country people eat.
Good morning, you must be hungry since you have been traveling so long."
One person and one cat walked towards the main house: the kitchen is on the first floor of the main house. The black cat complained as he walked: "Do you think there is a cat like me? I still have to help with cooking, sweeping and housework. With Huang Mao and others in the village
I can't even raise my head when we meet, I'm a cat..."
In the end, the black cat reiterated in an aria: "I am a cat~~~"
A few of us looked at each other in the back, and then all of a sudden we put our heads together. I was the first to ask: "What do you think of this world? It seems that there is a god controlling it, and this place doesn't seem to be peaceful."
"What kind of divine control can an old man have if he leaves a USB flash drive?" Bingtis sneered. "And the battles between mortal races are their private affairs - what I want to say is, the stupid guy just said
The Dark Moon Demon mentioned...Dingdang didn't notice it."
Bingtis reminded me, and I reacted instantly and patted my breast pocket. Dingdang sneakily came up with a little head: Because there are no creatures of her size in this world, and we don’t know how to use "artificial elves"
Arguments like "are not valid here, so I simply let the little thing hide. Even if she comes out to fly around twice, it is best to be invisible. Dingdang's green eyes looked around intelligently. Then in the spiritual connection
Report: "When I scanned the planet for life before, I didn't find any creatures like demons, nor did I find any species similar to demons. However, there are Warcraft. And there are quite a few of them."
"The devil that silly guy mentioned may not necessarily be based on the species naming dictionary of the gods," Bingtis thought, "They may see some monsters that hinder the appearance of the city and call them devils... But I always
I don't think there's anything wrong with such a simple and hasty explanation. According to general rules, gods in mortal beliefs will have opposing 'anti-gods', or what people on earth commonly call 'antichrists'. They are either clear evil gods.
Either it is a group that is regarded as a scourge. I guess that those bandits and monsters are not considered 'anti-gods'. Only if they are regarded as a 'catastrophe', can the demons and monsters from the 'Dark Moon' follow the anti-gods.
God-related: Didn’t the big man say the last thing just now, An Yue wants to fight the people on the ground, this is what the goddess said. Did you notice the silly big man’s expression just now? "
Everyone said they were too busy looking at the cat and didn't pay attention to the silly big guy's expression. Pandora didn't look at the cat, but this girl herself has always had a zombie face, and she has little research on "expressions"...
"Hey, it's just a mix of worried, serious, and sad faces," Bingtis pulled her hair, "Only when a big man with no intentions shows such a difficult screen-viewing face does it mean that the matter is serious. I feel that from now on
Clues to the artifact may also be found in the negative images in local mythology... Well, anyway, it would be good to find out what Dark Moon is as soon as possible, does it sound like a place name?"
We didn't discuss the outcome, so the silly guy greeted everyone in front of the main house to eat. Bingtis waved his hand: "Anyway, we'll talk about it tomorrow. We have multiple goals: to understand the connection between An Yue and the goddess. Okay.
, gather the team for dinner.”
The dining area on the first floor of the main house is a large main room. At this time, it was getting dark outside, so the idiot lit up several metal fire boxes nailed to the wall, illuminating the main room. The fire boxes
What is burning in it should be some kind of vegetable fat. It is not only bright, but also basically has no strange smell. The meal in the evening is broth, vegetable soup, large pieces of dark local dry food, as well as the scones and snacks we brought out
: The latter is obviously a delicate food. The stupid guy picked up a small piece of pastry, tasted it, nodded repeatedly, and stuffed it into his mouth: What a straightforward guy.
We encountered a small problem while eating: there were no stools.
The silly guy is a bachelor and seems to have no father or mother. Usually he and a black cat live in this house. Even if there are guests, there probably won’t be many guests, so he searched here and there and found three in total.
The rough styrofoam chairs arrived, and after I pressed the Pandora sisters on the chairs, the remaining people basically had nothing to sit on. However, this problem was quickly solved: the stupid guy took the stone in the yard and looked at it as heavy.
The pier (the "stool" we just sat on) was brought in.
I'm no longer impressed by his strength, no matter how big he is, it's still at the human level. I just feel that the floor of his house is strong enough: the stones are conservatively estimated to be less than half a ton each... Could it be that the floor of this house is lined with steel plates?
(The second issue of Xiling Comics has been published and is serialized in "Man King" magazine. The goods will arrive in various places in the next few days. Welcome to watch. And: The character design continues to be fine-tuned and will be gradually adjusted in the future. This is because of worries
A character change meeting will not be connected with the first issue - in fact, you can hide the face of Saint Father before watching.)