Base City, Mingguang Port, narrow bay in the north of the pier.
Fang put down the small bucket with bait in his hand, sat on a flat reef and meticulously arranged the bait, hooked and cast the hook, and then fixed a length of Ellis's fishing cable on the reef at his feet.
Fang is a glorious garrison.
To be precise, he is a city guard in the garrison. He is responsible for standing guard at the major city gates in the base city to maintain basic order. His position is rotated every three years.
There are countless people like him in the base city, and they are not worth mentioning.
In name, they are "zero-level" alienators. In fact, humans do not have a very formal term for zero-level alienation in the level classification. Zero-level is usually used to describe alien beasts and monsters.
People like him are generally people who have passed the golden age of awakening alienation (mainly alienation) and have shown signs of alienation for a long time and have successfully survived the first wave of alienation. During the golden age, alienation can take months to years.
, older guys like them may not become first-order mutants until they die of old age.
Their physiques are much stronger than ordinary people, but they are also completely incomparable to first-order evolved humans, which is very embarrassing.
Therefore, the production committee or the garrison will arrange a similar job for people like them to provide for their retirement.
Of course, due to physical and mental reasons, the work efficiency of "zero-level" people is often much higher than that of ordinary people. The production committee welcomes them very much, and if they switch to work in the garrison, their wages will often be relatively higher.
But other treatment and "attitude" are more subtle.
Overall, it’s a very busy job and a very fulfilling life.
My younger brother can go to Qinshan Martial Arts School, and the family can eat meat every day. The relationship with the neighbors is also very good. My father goes out for a walk every day and comes back with a glowing face.
and
In the small circle of the city garrison, Fang can be said to be famous, and some people even call him and his father the unparalleled twins of the city garrison.
Fang's father, Fang Zhonglei, was also a city guard. He single-handedly caused the only long-term outage of the Mingguang Base City's identification system, which caused an unprecedented sensation.
The reason is that Fang's father inserted Lord Warlock's identity card into the system card slot one year, and no one has ever dared to do this.
Confucius once said that a tiger father has no dog sons.
So when it comes to Fang himself, he is even better than his predecessor. He has used the most standard procedures to check Leng Han Leng Tyrannosaurus's identity card, and he is alive and well, with no disabilities, no internal injuries that cannot be healed, and no
Planned parenthood.
Every time I think of that scene, I feel like I'm in a dream.
That day, Cold Tyrannosaurus was wearing a noble, flirtatious, and charming black floor-length dress. Knock on Ness!
Who has seen it?
Who else!
Fang shook his head and sat quietly on the rocks and continued to be in a daze. When he recalled the ferocious years...er, the glorious years in the past, he actually seemed a little depressed.
For some reason, he suddenly started to suffer from palpitation, anxiety, and insomnia a few months ago. It didn't get better for a long time. In the end, he had to use the back door of his younger brother's Qinshan Martial Arts School to see the school doctor.
Illness and psychological problems.
"What do you mean by psychological problems... What kind of psychological problems can I have? I'm very fine..."
The doctor's advice is to rest more and relax more. When you have nothing to do, you can stand on the city wall and look out into the wilderness. Look at more green plants. That's it.
Fang thought that when he was a child, his favorite thing was to catch crabs and small fish in this inconspicuous little bay. Simply cooking and eating on the beach made him feel very happy and happy, so he came here.
Otherwise, if he continues in his current state, he may even lose his job.
If that face-conscious dad knew that he was fired from the garrison, he would hang himself in a minute.
This "psychological problem" must be solved quickly, right.
To this end, he also went to find a "sleeping" anchor who is said to be very famous among the rookies in the live broadcast industry. The name of the live broadcast room is "Super cute cat-eared girl to put you to sleep and sing to you~". This anchor girl is said to be
You can directly hypnotize the evolved person, and rarely fail.
In a word, she is not as effective as she is in coaxing people who can't sleep, and the cost is also very expensive.
As a result, as soon as they met the second-level Awakener anchor and girl who looked very cute and had a little baby fat, they took out two high-strength weapons.
A huge sword, as big as a door panel;
A machete, the back of the knife is thicker than his face!
Fang was so scared that he peed. I just wanted to sleep, the kind of sleep that lasts eight hours a day, not the rest of my life!
Or if I fail to coax him to sleep, I will use this thing to silence him?
You threaten me and I pretend to sleep. Do you think this is more mutually beneficial? I don’t want the money!
The cute girl held up two terrifying weapons, making a sound like a mosquito, and her face turned red with shame.
"Hey, have you ever heard of 'Swords Like a Dream'?"
Any cat-eared girl trying to coax you to sleep is all a lie. Why not say her full name is a super cute and violent cat-eared girl holding an 800 kilogram giant sword and machete to coax you to sleep and sing to you~
Well, what, obviously the coaxing to sleep failed.
So Fang came here, following the "doctor's orders" from the intern nurse, trying his best to relax and not think about anything, and concentrate on creating his own happiness.
I caught a few small crabs, dug up some clams, pried out some mussels and barnacles, and finally found a medium-sized lobster in a cavity in the reef. It was a pity that no fish had taken the bait after the cable was lowered for a long time.
.
"It seems like there's no chance of catching pockmarks today. Well, I hope some fish will bite the bait soon. It would be nice to make a fish soup for daddy."
Fang Zhonglei has been worried a lot about Fang's condition recently. He is so worried that some of his hair has turned gray and needs a little touch-up.
Fang poured all the bait in the metal bucket near the lower hook position, cleaned the bucket, found dead wood and lit it, then threw the crabs, clams, mussels, barnacles, lobsters and other seafood he had just caught into the bucket, and filled it with sea water.
Start cooking.
In this way, the seafood cooked in the "original soup" will not become too stale even if it takes a little longer, and Fang actually likes to eat seafood that is medium or medium-cooked.
Amidst the gurgling sound of seawater in the small barrel and the slightly salty smell, there was a faint sound of a low whistle coming from the direction of Mingguang.
This is an alarm bell that is only used in emergencies, the kind that is broadcast throughout the city.
Fang listened for a while,
"Is there another fight in Shangcheng District? Is the situation more serious this time?"
Almost all the projects in the upper city have been completed, and the unfinished ones are also undergoing finishing work. Maybe it is because of the sudden relaxation. The Mingguang has not been very peaceful in the past half month. The evolutionists always like to find some for these unlucky recruits.
Things to do.
Fighting is like eating and drinking. Three days ago, there was even a huge melee involving more than fifty top second-order advanced evolutionaries. The fight shook the earth.
So the sirens have been sounding very frequently in the past few days, and everyone has gotten used to it.
It's none of his business. He's just a city guard. It's not his turn to deal with this kind of thing. What's more, today is only one full day off per week.
Fang Zheng was thinking this, when a voice suddenly came from his ear,
"Little brother, you are so happy. What good stuff is in this pot? It smells so good!"
Fang turned around and realized that there was a young man wearing plain white clothes standing behind him. His bright eyes gave people a sincere feeling.
(This guy is so handsome!)
(I didn’t notice him even though he was so close to me. If he hadn’t spoken, I might never have noticed him. At least he was a first-order advanced evolver!)
Fang thought like this and said,
"It's just a little seafood. If you don't mind, you can sit down and eat together. Anyway, I can't finish it by myself."
The man suddenly smiled,
"Okay, what's your last name, little brother?"
Fang was infected by this smile, and his mood suddenly became much better.
"Excuse me, my surname is Fang."
The man nodded,
"It turns out to be Brother Fang. It's a kind of fate to see you here today. However, generally no one knows about this place, right?"
Fang felt that this person was particularly approachable, and he started talking more without realizing it.
"I used to come here often to catch crabs in this narrow bay when I was little. I haven't been here for a long time."
"Relax? Is it because you have something to worry about? I understand, little brother, you are sick!"
square,
"..."
Fang didn't know what to say. Could it be that my condition was already written on my face, that I was terminally ill?
Liu Chuanfang continued,
"I am a doctor."
He always maintained a graceful smile on his face, but there was something very "kind" in his eyes.
(Those girls would scream if they saw this man's smile.)
Fang unconsciously spoke out his troubles without any precautions.
"Speaking of shame, the school doctor said that I had a psychological problem. Well, what did they say at the time... It was insomnia caused by anxiety and depression. Heart diseases require heart medicine. Once the knot in the heart is untied, insomnia will naturally disappear.
Okay, but the problem is that I don’t know what kind of knot I have... Hey, I’m kidding, why am I telling you this... You..."
The man suddenly coughed violently, and the coughing interrupted Fang's words.
He glanced at Fang apologetically, covered his mouth with the same plain white handkerchief, turned around,
"Cough cough cough..."
When he turned around, there was a frightening blood flower on the plain white handkerchief.
Fang was stunned for a moment. He looked so good-looking. He coughed and vomited blood.
(I’m sorry, this guy is Mr. Sikong, right?)
The last of the three untouchables, Fang’s scalp started to feel numb.
If you offend a warlock, you will be in bad luck for three days. If you offend a cold tyrannosaurus, you will usually die on the spot.
And if you offend the last one, Mr. Sikong, you will probably be drowned alive by all the girls, wives and nearly half of the people in Mingguang, right?
"how?"
Fang pondered for a while,
"Here, your... surname is Sikong, right?"
"Ha, I'm just a little injured. How could I be the famous Mr. Sikong... My surname is Liu, well, you can call me Liu Chuanfang."
Fang breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he would unknowingly offend someone he could not afford to offend, and that he would not know how to die when the time came.
Liu Chuanfang said,
"I happen to know a little bit about psychology, well, if Brother Fang doesn't mind..."
"Psychology?" He looked cheerful, and the title went smoothly, "Liu...Brother, do you still understand the psychology before the catastrophe?"
Liu Chuanfang nodded and said modestly,
"I know a little bit about something, so let me ask you a few questions and you can answer them truthfully."
Fang thought about it and felt that there was nothing to lose.
"OK."
Liu Chuanfang was leaning on the rocks, looking a little weak.
"Well, Fang, are you happy?"
Fang blinked, confused.
"...My surname is Fang."
Liu Chuanfang was stunned for a moment and laughed.
"I mean, are you happy?"
Fang reacted,
"Oh, I'm quite happy."
"Do you have a room?"
"have."
"How big is the area?"
"Twenty...thirty equal..."
The house in my alley can be described in one sentence. When you enter the gate, there is a kang, and then... then it is gone. There is nothing else except the kang.
Fang said doubtfully,
"This...is called psychology?"
Mainly because these two questions made him feel a little flustered and unhappy.
Liu Chuanfang smiled softly, his handsome face made people feel good about him, and he also had a playful wink.
"Just think of it as an ordinary chat. In fact, I am an awakened person. The awakening ability happens to be related to psychology and spirit. Through some simple conversations, I can sense some things deep in your heart that you don't even know. Don't worry.
, your condition is not serious, it can be easily solved by chatting, people like me were called 'psychological counselors' before the catastrophe, you know that, right?"
Of course I don’t know!
Fang felt that his level was instantly lowered. This guy seemed to know a lot and was so cultured...
admired,
"Please continue, I think..."
"Do you feel touched?"
"Yes."
"Then let's continue... Fang, do you have a car?"
Fang covered his heart, it hurt.
"Yes, yes..."
Liu Chuanfang raised her eyebrows,
"Hmm, do you have a car? Do you have a parking space?"
Fang looked suffocated,
"I don't dare to think about it. Parking spaces are so expensive. A yew tree grows quite lushly at the entrance of the alley. I parked behind that. The one who checked for illegal parking in the area was my friend. Plus, it's quite hidden...
.”
How could he, a small businessman, afford a parking space? Even the house was passed down from his ancestors.
He was a little ashamed. After all, he was still a civil servant of the city garrison brigade, which made him feel embarrassed.
Liu Chuanfang had a clear expression on his face,
"So, you know why you don't have a girlfriend yet."
"Duh!"
Fang lowered his head, wanting to see what the trembling, shining steel knife on his chest was made of.
(Wucao...my heart hurts...so is this the real reason for my insomnia...)
square road,
"You are so amazing...I suddenly feel enlightened...I finally found the reason for my insomnia...Being single makes me anxious..."
Unexpectedly, Liu Chuanfang shook his head,
"poverty."
"It's poverty!"
Dude dusk~
Fang was in a trance, and his face was full of guilt.
Brother, you don’t play like this...
Liu Chuanfang looked at Fang who was in sorrow and couldn't help himself. The corners of his mouth turned up, and there was a strange and touching light in his eyes.
"So, tell me, do you desire power? If you become an evolved person, you can have everything, money, women, everything!"
Fang was shocked all over, and the clarity in his eyes gradually disappeared.
"I... long for... I... don't..."
Liu Chuanfang, no, Liu Renjun took a long breath and gritted his teeth,
"Finally, damn...it takes so much effort to control an ordinary person..."
Liu Renjun, who was dressed in plain white, looked back at the huge city just around the corner.
"A bunch of idiots, the so-called evolution prison is nothing more than that, don't even try to trap me... Haha!"
He smiled very proudly,
"You must know that not all abilities are based on origin and level, such as mental power!"
"After waiting for so long, that scary guy finally left this damn city, otherwise I don't know when I would be able to escape..."
"Then, let's use this guy's harmless appearance to build a boat. When we get out of the sea, I, Liu Renjun, will be free. The sea is wide enough for fish to jump, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly!"
Just when he stood up frantically...ah no, when he was speaking, he raised his head sharply,