Just less than a minute ago, Mark was reminiscing about the deliciousness of crab claws, feeling the fragrant texture of Wright's version of spaghetti, and secreting saliva like crazy for it.
At this moment, a minute later, the crab, which was supposed to die without waiting for death, attacked him.
In just a tenth of a second, the arteries and veins in his neck were about to get stuck. Even if he didn't suffocate due to lack of oxygen to the brain, he would probably die suddenly because his throat was cut off by the ensuing attack.
A piece of spiritual thread appears at just the right time!
"hiss!"
The lobster claws, which were bigger than Mark's hand, split into four and five pieces under Minnie's attack and were cut into irregular carapace pieces. The two small lobster eyes that were shining with strange light a second ago were also chopped into several pieces.
cut.
"Hoo! Hoo -" Mark felt that the air was so fresh and lovely after a long absence. It took him a few seconds to come back to his senses and asked: "Mini, do you know what's going on?"
Miss Doll grew from the void to human size. She shook her head first, then tilted her head: "Mark... smells better."
fragrant?
Mark's eyes widened, and his forehead was filled with questions.
"He was handsome before... his soul... was a bit fragrant... now he is even more fragrant..."
Mark suddenly thought of a question, is this because he used too many 20-sided dice, causing the soul to emit a soul breath that only [abnormal] beings can smell?
This is a bit troublesome.
Mark quickly dug out the three 'blind boxes' he got in the afternoon.
There is nothing special about the giant Conrad. It is a soul oath in which he swears with his soul mark that as long as his revenge is completed, he will serve Mark for the rest of his life.
A man with this kind of revenge script must first survive before he can put it to use.
Next is the merchant lady’s trading items.
A very simple knitted bag appeared from the illusion, first translucent, and then completely solidified. This means that this thing can travel through the spiritual world, which is an [abnormality] in itself.
After looking at the note left by the business lady, Mark quickly understood why this thing was recognized by the scale.
[(Endless Gold Coin Money Bag): A D-level abnormal treasure. It can automatically collect gold, silver, copper and other precious metals within a radius of 100 meters, and generate the gold, silver, and copper pounds of the Victoria Empire in its pocket. Its finished product is even the most professional.
Even banknote examiners cannot tell the authenticity. The disadvantage is that it will trigger the detection magic of the Church of Wealth. If it cannot absorb precious metals for three consecutive days, it will enter a state of 'thirst', and it will take at least three Victoria silver pounds to return to normal.
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The note left by the merchant lady stated how to use it: take it on the carriage every day and walk around the city. In this way, the precious metals privately stored by the city people will be unknowingly lacking in gold, silver and copper, but on the surface it looks like gold, silver and copper.
The organ is dirty, such as it is covered with dust, the color is darker, etc.
Obviously, she needs a lot of money in the near future and does not care about this long-term meal ticket.
This is why she proposed to redeem the purse with items of equal value in the future.
She really couldn't bear it.
Mark thought for a while and realized that she couldn't lie to him for such a thing. After all, according to the circumstances at that time, if she still wanted to cause trouble, she was really seeking death.
As for the things given by male nobles, it is even less likely to cause trouble.
That was a silver-level gratitude scroll from [Mechanicum].
The general meaning is that he once helped the Mechanicus, and in order to repay him, the Mechanicus wrote an IOU. The IOU is negotiable. No matter who goes to the Mechanicus with the IOU, they will help someone within their ability.
Being busy is a way of returning a favor.
Of course, the Church of the Mechanicus will conduct tests to confirm whether the visitor used violence or other dishonorable means to transfer the gratitude roll.
This is a very aristocratic operation. You don't have to use your own family property, and it is also a good way to return a favor.
A typical non-causal operation.
"It's neither of these two! This is troublesome." Mark held his chin and began to think hard.
Fortunately, Mark has another identity that may help him solve this trouble - don't forget, he is still a student of the occult studies department at the National Mistry University.
The academic system in the Wright Empire is different from that on Earth. Although it is still late August, the freshman and sophomore students have actually started school.
Mark quickly entered the bedroom, rummaged through the cabinets and took out his student ID card and study directory, and his face suddenly became strange.
"That damn ghost is really a 'good student'!"
The university implements a credit system. In addition to the required courses, a large number of elective course credits are required to graduate. The original owner's grades are a bit hard to describe. In most subjects, he is like a dead line fighter, and he just got a just-qualified D grade evaluation. That's it.
I don't know if it was because of his so handsome face that the instructors let him go.
Unfortunately, I still failed two required courses.
It happened to include "Abnormal History". Logically speaking, as a junior to senior, he would be able to successfully graduate by completing his credits before July next year, and then find a clerical job to wait until death.
As long as he still wants this diploma, he cannot escape this hurdle. To a certain extent, this can be regarded as a trick of fate.
Mark has no interest at all in playing school games.
He really had no choice.
He called the valet hired by the landlady, cleared the food trays that no longer had abnormalities, and began to plan tomorrow's school trip.
I was so tired that I finally fell asleep under the protection of Minnie.
Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.
Early the next morning, after Mark took a shower, he reviewed his timetable and went to school for the first time in a long time.
The Kensington School District where the school is located is also divided into upper and lower districts. The lower district is located halfway up the mountain and mainly houses apartments for staff and students, as well as various living supporting facilities. The upper district is where the real school is located.
The city of St. Leighton was originally composed of two fortresses built along the cliff to protect each other. It was originally known as the Twin Cities.
With the advent of the age of steam engines and cannons, towering city walls and dangerous terrain are no longer the core elements of CD City. The houses built by civilians below the castle are slowly surrounded, and the area is now wider and more spacious.
For the majestic city of St. Leiden.
The larger hilltop became the upper town area for nobles, and the smaller hilltop became the college area. Three schools, including Mistry University, divided up this 'small' hilltop.
To say it is small is just relative.
Mistry University alone occupies an area of more than 120,000 square meters. With the several-story buildings above and the underground space created by hollowing out the caves, outsiders have no idea how big it is.
After Mark went out, he walked for about five minutes to the cable car platform.
The total length of the cable car is 1.5 kilometers, with a relative height of 280 meters. The whole journey takes 6 minutes. The cable car makes 100 round trips a day.
Besides taking a horse-drawn carriage to go to school, this is the most convenient means of transportation.
This is a special train leading to the college. Anyone who is not wearing a student uniform or a teacher's ID card cannot even enter the station.
This kind of cable car tilts at 45 degrees, and sitting in the cable car is like entering a cable car with an iron cage. It is full of nostalgia for Mark. The cable car is not big, with only three carriages, and there are about a hundred people in it.
As soon as Mark arrived at the platform, which was also shaped like a staircase, he immediately became the center of attention.
"Ah! So handsome!"
"I know, he is Mark Destiny from Mistry's mysterious department!"
Such dramas often happened to Mark before and after time travel.
Unsurprisingly, two pretty girls came running over with blushing faces. One stuttered and introduced himself, while the other was more reserved and handed over a small envelope sprayed with perfume.
Mark politely accepted the small envelope and declined politely, and then immediately heard two girls sobbing quietly not far away.
This... is very difficult to handle.
He could only pretend to be stupid and look at the next cable car that was about to enter the platform.
This old-style cable car reminded him of the green train he took by chance before crossing. It was hardly comfortable. The wind blown by the small rotating fan above his head was not as good as the old-fashioned half-open sliding window.
of hot air.
Unfortunately, 'in order to show the students' elegant manners', the school's summer uniforms are long-sleeved. The black cotton clothing itself is the best heat absorber in summer, and it is so hot that I want to die.
Just imagine, the carriage will probably be as packed as a sardine can, and the girls will cry... Even if it's just a few minutes' drive, it will definitely make Mark feel like he's been away for a few seconds.
Obviously he didn't do anything bad, but he looked like a scumbag who always gave up.
It is actually a double punishment of physical and social nature.
Just as Mark was suffering from psychological torture, suddenly a taxi took him to the platform.
Of course, nobles and people with real status had their own carriages. People with certain status, such as bank managers, needed carriages if they wanted to come to the noble area or the Kensington school district.
Mark rushed out of the platform and waved: "The main entrance of Mistry School!"
Under normal circumstances, a carriage needs to be reserved, otherwise the driver has every reason to refuse to ride.
When the coachman straightened his face and was about to recite the line of rejection solemnly, a green thing flashed before his eyes, and all the straight lines on his face turned into soft curves.
For a train ride, 20 lite dollars is a lot of money.
One hundred dollars?
You are the incarnation of the goddess of wealth!
Mark refused to argue and directly used his banknote ability to reduce dimensionality, which made the surrounding students look stupid.
Little did they know, the two girls who had just been rejected cried even louder.
"He would rather ride in an expensive carriage than spend a few more minutes with me!"
"..."
It took an extra fifteen minutes, and after passing through the twists and turns of the mountain road, we finally arrived.
As if running for his life, Mark strode towards the school in his memory as soon as he got out of the car.
The school gate is quite majestic, but it is no longer the castle gate of the old days. On the electric fence-style iron gate driven by a motor, the top of each dark iron branch is a relief sculpture of a college subject.
There are both elemental totems from the elemental system, birds and beasts from the natural system, and then there are the vortex-shaped reliefs from the mysterious system where he belongs.
There are guards in uniform blue uniforms at the door checking students' student ID cards.
When Mark casually waved his student ID card and walked into the avenue "just like before", he was suddenly stopped by a doorman wearing a strange pirate-style eyepatch on his left eye.
"Wait! Did you go to the wrong place?"
"Wrong way?" Mark wondered.
"Your road is over there!" The guard pointed to a quiet tree-lined path next to the avenue.
Mark blinked.
Even if he rummaged through the ghost's memory, he still wouldn't understand. After entering the school gate, there are two paths leading to the main building. A standard stone-brick avenue, which is what 95% of the students take. Of course, in this scorching hot weather, they will be burned to death.
The other is a tree-lined avenue. Not only are there ten-meter-high cypress trees on both sides of the avenue, blocking most of the sunlight, but there are also various statues standing on the roadside.
The dead ghost tried to take this very comfortable road before, but was kicked back by the guard and was not allowed to go.
I asked the doorman, but he wouldn't tell me.
Mark observed carefully, and he really didn't think there was any difference between the students who took the two paths.