Lying on the bed reading a book under the dim light of an oil lamp, waiting for the first ray of sunshine in the morning to slowly shine into the house. The warm sunshine gradually warms the body and mind. This ordinary life that ordinary people take for granted is the enjoyment I miss most today.
I haven’t read much into the book, but my thoughts are flying around. My mind is clearest in the early morning, and all kinds of bad ideas pop up one after another. Perhaps this is the instinct of life to yearn for light.
It has been almost half a month since they arrived at the Lens Fortress. Silver Hook's caravan has already left. They will go to the Oran Empire to participate in the celebration of the new emperor Dasos's succession, and the Roland robot is a congratulatory gift, decorated with luxury. The famous Oran royal family and nobles also pursue rare things, and this is definitely the only one with such novel and interesting large robots. According to Silver Hook's calculations, this gift-giving trip across a thousand miles is definitely a hugely profitable investment.
The big team left early, but I had no intention of leaving at all. Every day I just practiced sword practice, read books, went shopping, chatted, and drank tea. I was as leisurely as a retired old man.
"Could it be that this guy really went to the human world for vacation?"
In the eyes of others who didn't understand, I actually did a lot of things.
For example, collect information, update the current situation and changes in mainland countries, and make adjustments for future action plans.
It has to be said that due to the long and dangerous underground passages and the chaos of the underground world, a piece of news on the ground has often become a thing of the past when it is transmitted underground. Unless it is major news brought back by intelligence spies, it will not be general news. Information is transmitted for at least half a year, and errors and deviations are inevitable.
In addition, most residents of the underground world cannot even deal with their own lives. How can they care about the surface thousands of miles away? Even gossip spreads very slowly. Therefore, most of the intelligence from various countries that Sulfur Mountain City receives comes from The chats among the merchants who come and go are basically those from thirty years ago.
Wrong intelligence can only lead to wrong judgments. Even the leaders of various countries do not know the personalities and backgrounds of how to make targeted arrangements. This must be corrected.
Well, it sounds very fancy and classy, but in fact it’s just reading a newspaper and reading a book.
Due to the existence of the God of Knowledge, the printing technology in Ashe Continent is quite developed. Like the daily newspaper in Sulfur City, the United Kingdom of Mingting also has its own newspaper industry. Although what is sent to this fortress city from the capital city of Casilola is often There are not many types of newspapers from three months ago, but they are much better than the useless information from the underground world from decades ago.
However, even so, the old newspapers and periodicals I read in half a month were enough to fill three or four rooms.
"[The evil underground world is about to start? The legendary Underground Covenant has surfaced! Our wise King Antar II has called for long-term preparations for war!]. Oh, even Moriel's name was spelled wrong, the Underground Covenant has changed a long time ago , the same old and outdated information.”
However, being able to see that the underground world was planning to counterattack the surface ten years in advance, and making long-term preparations for war, it seems that Antar II, who was hailed as a wise king by later generations, really had two skills.
Collecting intelligence is just a daily behavior. There are many seemingly insignificant things that are actually very important to deal with.
For example, regarding identity, background and accent, these two issues must be solved first if you want to blend into human society.
The speech of ancient people and the speech of modern people are completely different concepts. Even the most commonly used lingua franca has many dialects, accents and accents in each place. This, although seemingly a trivial matter, is often the easiest way to reveal one's true identity.
For me, learning to imitate an accent is really not a problem. It is rare to delete ancient words that have long since disappeared from history. If you speak a three-hundred-year-old word and the grammar of the past, there will be problems no matter how you look at it, and this
In terms of practice, the most important exercises are chatting with people and reading newspapers.
In this regard, we can only try word by word, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it is already quite effective.
As for identity and background, I was prepared earlier. Under my arrangement, a dilapidated aristocratic family with a background from the Land of Arashi has lived in this city for more than 20 years. Their ancestors also had a glorious time when they helped the previous king fight for the throne and obtained the knighthood.
However, although they have lost their noble titles in this generation and only rely on a few pieces of land to survive, they can still be regarded as members of the human aristocracy.
One of their sons, Luo Luo, had leprosy and was sent to a monastery to live a life of isolation. When he returned accidentally, for fear of infecting others, his whole body was wrapped in bandages and black cloth, so that no one could see his face clearly.
And just four years ago, perhaps because of devout prayers, the God of Holy Light performed a miracle, cured the poor boy and gave him the status of a Paladin. And that boy was even more incredible.
Venture into the underground world alone.
In the eyes of most nobles in the city, this is just another propaganda story for the Holy Church to expand its influence. People can't come back anyway. Who knows if it is true. But surprisingly, this story has been followed up recently.
When everyone felt sorry for this young man who had miraculously recovered but impulsively committed suicide, half a month ago, he actually came back, and he came back with a lot of wealth and a great harvest, and his nickname was Luo Luo, and his big name was Luo Luo.
It's Luo Lan.
Now, with the help of caring people, this legendary story has begun to spread in the city.
Well, when it comes to this, everyone should have guessed that those who are willing are my people.
Yes, this nineteen-year-old Luo Luo does not actually exist, and that family was sent by me twenty years ago. The real person involved in that identity has already settled in Sulfur Mountain City.
In order to make the two identities as similar as possible, I personally acted the few times that Luoluo had contact with neighbors and outsiders. I even deliberately left some obvious personal traces in the process, such as the weird accent of his speech, which was quite a bit...
Weird cross-legged sitting position.
Planning more than 20 years in advance, just for a noble status and innocent background, seems superfluous? No, in my eyes, this is not enough.
Although it is very helpless, in this world, the human beings who are the masters are probably the most exclusive race. If you want to mix well in human society, or move up to the upper class nobles of the ruling class, it is necessary to inherit the noble status of three generations.
There are few, and if you are regarded as a spy of a foreign race, I'm afraid you won't have to do anything.
Of course, there are a lot of blank areas in this experience. If someone traces it in the future, there will definitely be doubts, but the doubts are much more trustworthy than the completely blank past. Unknown origins can be used as a weakness to be attacked, but they are just doubts.
If you want to attack the other party, at least provide counter-evidence to prove that the identity is false. This is not easy.
Recently, I go shopping every day, greeting my neighbor uncles, aunts, and grocery shopping aunts, and I also show some strange personal traces. That is to make the two identities overlap and make the fake identity more authentic.
But, for some reason, due to my woeful luck, I went a little too far...
"Pfft, Luo Lan. I heard that you have a fetish for old ladies?"
Nonsense! Do you have such a hobby of nonsense? It’s just that the damn daily task required me to help the old lady cross the road ten times, but there are no so-called crosswalks here, and there are even fewer horse-drawn carriages. As a result, I waited all afternoon and only encountered three
The old lady who met the conditions finally begged them to let me help her cross the road... In the end, she looked around for the old lady with bright eyes and was seen trying to please the old lady. As a result, she got this bad title.
"No, no. I heard it's the Wild Dog Terminator."
Nonsense, dogs are man's best friends. I really liked the task of bathing wild dogs, but the dogs didn't like it... It was a good meal of fangs and claws. Fortunately, I had the Holy Light, otherwise the next day
I can't see anyone anymore.
"Ah, it's said that you were caught on the spot for following a beautiful woman and plotting something wrong?"
Nonsense, my goal is just to fight against evil and deal with those gangsters! It's a pity that not a single gangster was caught that day. Sure enough, the Paladin is not good at sneaking? As for being arrested, I am a Paladin, how can I be arrested? I just convinced those
The guard just put in some effort.
The final results of these tasks not only made me deeply realize that the system is still cheating, and it is more difficult to do good things than bad things, but also made the "Miracle Luo Lan" and "Lucky Boy Luo Lan" first become "too well-intentioned"
"Luo Lan", then became "the Luo Lan next door with water in his head", "It's a pity that the young man is so young, his brain was burned by the Holy Light."
"It doesn't matter, it gives people a deeper impression. Being silly is more in line with my personal setting of rushing into the underground world to die. It's a good thing! It's a good thing!" This was my self-deception that included blood and tears.
But sometimes, when disasters keep coming, when the image keeps collapsing, there is a limit to self-deception...
"It's a good thing, sister, the cute girl from the florist next door looked at me from the admiration she had when we first met, to the look of sympathy for the mentally retarded! There was someone behind me who shouted, 'Don't give up hope, don't give up treatment.' It's only been a week.
If it goes too far, my image will be completely ruined. If I continue like this, I will finally get rid of my identity as the Lich Roland with water in his head, but I will become the Holy Knight Roland whose head was burned by the Holy Light."
But it's a pity that in order to become stronger as soon as possible, I have to do more and more annoying daily tasks. I kind of miss the evil system. These days, it's much harder to do good things than bad things.
"Helping an old lady cross the street is regarded as an attempt to rob the elderly, helping someone carry their luggage is regarded as an attempted theft, volunteering to sweep the streets is regarded as a lunatic, and bathing and shaving a dog is regarded as planning to make dog meat hotpot. Human beings cannot interact with each other.
Do you want to trust me more? Mr. System, you win. I have pity on my reputation and image that have been ruined. Please let me go!"
Now, even that silly elder sister Diana looked at me very strangely. When she saw that I was being tricked by the system, she was not as surprised as before, but nodded naturally, as if to say, "Well, Roland is right."
It should be like this, and indeed that majestic Sleepless Judge is an illusion."
Today, just halfway through reading the newspaper, I was attracted by a piece of news from three months ago.
"The powerful new emperor of the Oran Empire has succeeded to the throne. Forty-two subordinate countries, including the Principality of Bubi, the Principality of Donglan, and the Kingdom of Cassiro, have sent royal members to congratulate them. It is expected that during the ceremony, they will present their own flags to mark the
Loyalty and trust….”
"Crack." There was a crisp sound, and the newspaper broke into two halves.
"Subordinate country!?"
My blood surged all of a sudden, and I could no longer read the remaining words. I felt inexplicably annoyed and wronged, but I didn't know how to vent it.
Even if you have known for a long time that the current Donglan Principality is no longer the strong warring country that was independent for thousands of years in the past, you can also understand that it is an international practice for a small country to surrender to a big country, but when you think about the Lan Zhizhi War Flag, which symbolizes unyielding and protection, it is actually listed in a certain country.
Under the royal banner of an empire, I felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation, which made me so angry that I wanted to kill someone.
"Damned unworthy descendants, useless things! You actually managed to get yourself into another country's vassal state! You have lost the dignity and thousand-year glory of the Lan bloodline."
Well, even though I knew this was a very unreasonable complaint and I was so angry that I still flew into a rage in the room.
After a long time, I calmed down and sighed helplessly.
"Hey, actually we can't blame them."
I know that there are some things that cannot be blamed on future generations. It is still great that future generations can rebuild the motherland. If I really want to blame, I can only blame our generation of kings who subjugated the country.
So, after I calmed down, I looked at the torn newspaper again and put it back together.
Although it is very irritating, this information is indeed very important and must be studied carefully.
"Isn't the new emperor Daxos the Winter Wolf King in history? Although he is an unlucky guy who was broken by Victoria, he has made great achievements in history, which should not be underestimated."
When I think of Victoria, I think of the tragic ending of Dasos. Inexplicably, I feel a lot better, and a crooked idea full of malice pops up again.
"Maybe an emperor of a big country like him is tired of eating big fish and meat, so he becomes obsessed with Victoria's rare androgynous beauty. Perhaps Victoria is gone, but Chloe is here, and she is also a super androgynous beauty.
No, try to twist him again and let him leave another quatrain in history."
Well, even if it was just for fun, to vent the resentment caused by the royal family of Lan being forced to bow their heads, Kross, who was preaching in the square, had an inexplicable chill in her vest and shivered, as if doom was about to come.
Then I turned to the last page of the newspaper, where there were portraits and brief introductions of representatives from various vassal countries who participated in the succession ceremony.
"The Duke of Donglan has a princess, right? Renee Qin Lan?"
"Crack!" The newspaper that was barely put together was completely scrapped. This time it was not because of anger, but because the scene in front of me shocked me inexplicably.
In the corner of the newspaper was a vivid portrait. In the portrait, the heroic female knight in silver armor waved to the people with a sunny smile.
"Knight Princess Renee, the only descendant of Arashi in the world, is deeply trusted by the people."
An imposter who is a descendant of Arashi? All my guesses can be invalidated. In front of the heroic face of the female knight, I have to admit it even if I don’t want to admit it.
"Luo Lan!! Look at this! This princess looks similar to Luo Luo and you. Are you all a family? Don't try to deny it. This time the evidence is solid. Let Momo meet the lovely Xiao Luo. Luo.”
Momo rushed in, waving the same newspaper in her hand as mine.
And the knight princess named Renee actually looks 90% similar to me! If it weren't for the softness of a woman between her eyebrows instead of the heroism of a man, her face is slightly pointed, and her eyebrows are slightly thinner, she would be the same person.
Staring at the girl's portrait, I secretly made up my mind.
"It seems that we have to go to Kagexi City, the capital of the Oran Empire first."
PS: PS. I went to work after the holiday and was busy all day. I just found time to write now, which is a bit late.
In order to celebrate the enthusiastic support of the book friends Keppel, the first leader of the squirrel, there will be an update tonight, and there will be another chapter. But I don’t know what time it is, so everyone should go to bed early, and it will be the same tomorrow.
The monthly tickets are already over 200, which means I owe two 10,000-word explosions. Squirrels don’t like to be in debt. Let’s try to explode as soon as possible without affecting the quality. In addition, let’s make the monthly tickets and subscriptions come more intensely. Crazy Lich Li Quality is just one step away.
