After slightly adjusting the hat so that it no longer pressed against the wound, Lawrence walked out of the tavern where he rented with the jingling of the doorbell.
The bright and warm sunshine outside showed a clear contrast with the coldness in the tavern. He gently lifted his trouser legs and stepped on the small patch of dry ground raised above the mud. Lawrence carefully moved out little by little.
There were not many people on the street, and the workers who lived in this area had already gone to work at this time. The owners of the fish shops and bakeries on both sides of the street sat bored behind their goods, and from time to time tied a piece of hair to their heads.
Long poles of rag strips kept flies away from their goods.
However, when he turned onto the main road, the flow of people suddenly increased. There were many people walking around on the curb, most of them were workers wearing smocks, fedoras and bowler hats.
, clerks in jackets. They walked towards their respective work places in a hurry.
All of this looked just like the old photos from the Gilded Age, except that one or two figures who were either short or stocky or had pointed ears occasionally walked through the crowd, reminding Lawrence that this was a magical world.
Fortunately for Lawrence, when he arrived at the tram stop at the intersection of Narcissus Street and Third Avenue, a double-decker carriage pulled by two horses happened to be parked at the stop.
"Where are you going?" asked the conductor who was standing on the pedal outside the carriage and holding on to the railing with one hand.
"Far Harbor Comprehensive University." Lawrence replied, and at the same time he took out two 1-cent copper coins and handed them over. For him, catching the public carriage every morning was indeed a very tiring task, but for the cheap rent, he had to
Don't do this.
Maybe it was because it was past the time to gather for work, and the people on the bus seemed scattered. So Lawrence simply found an empty seat on the first floor and sat down. More than half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the terminal, located in the city.
The edge of the station is in front of Far Harbor University.
After getting off the carriage and walking more than 20 meters, we arrived at the entrance of Yuangang Comprehensive University. The main entrance of the university is two tall wrought iron gates, with red brick pillars with bronze statues of giant eagles on the tops on both sides. Although it looks a bit crude.
, but no one will despise this university because of this.
As the first university established after the establishment of the Federation, Far Harbor Comprehensive University naturally has its own glorious and long history. Although it is not as good as several famous schools with long histories in the Old World in various aspects, it is indeed second to none in the New World.
Only the University of the Witwatersrand in Jinshan Port, the capital of the Republic of New Zealand, to the west of the mountain range can be compared with it.
After walking into the gate, there is a straight stone road at your feet. On both sides of the road are grassy lawns. On the grass, more than a dozen busts placed on square platforms are lined up along the stone road. They are all
They are celebrities who graduated from this place. There are bronze plates nailed to these square platforms facing the stone road, with their personal profiles and achievements briefly engraved on them.
At the end of the road is a huge fountain with a diameter of more than 20 meters. In the center of the fountain is a gilded bronze figure statue placed on a white marble platform. He holds an ax in his right hand and a tree trunk in his left hand, twisted and covered with scales like a giant python.
The branches of the big tree were covered with leaves that looked like wailing faces, as if they were about to be chopped down by the giant ax in their hands at the next moment.
This is the founder of the White Eagle Federation, the most important sponsor of Far Harbor Comprehensive University, the demigod warrior George Adams. And this statue depicts Adams helping the indigenous people kill the demigod-level demonized tree spirit.
The story of gaining support from the indigenous people to build a city and school on the land of Eagle Castle.
Unlike the massacre of the New World natives in Lawrence's memory in the previous world, the relationship between the colonists and the natives in this world was not bad.
All of this is caused by the endless emergence of extraordinary creatures in the world, especially things like goblins or kobolds. This forces humans and other civilized groups to team up to survive in this world.
Especially after the establishment of the White Eagle Federation, the indigenous people who were in primitive tribal status quickly joined in. Today, 100 years later, most of them have found their own place in the White Eagle Federation.
Just when Lawrence was standing under the statue thinking about these things, suddenly a familiar greeting came from behind. "Hi, Lawrence, Professor Black said he was waiting for us in the office today. Why are you standing beside the fountain in a daze now?"
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"Good morning, Edward, I was just wondering - what's wrong with your arm?" Lawrence turned around to greet his friend who had also received an invitation from the professor, but before he finished speaking, he was surprised.
I saw Edward Hans's right arm in a plaster and a bandage hanging around his neck.
"I don't know. Yesterday I went to the bar, and we got into a fight while I was drinking. I don't know who gave me a arm with a stool during the chaos, and then it ended up like what you saw."
At this point, Edward showed an angry expression, "My father already knows about this, and he will help me find that bastard out - wait, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Because I was also attacked yesterday, and the attacker also robbed my wallet." As he spoke, Lawrence took off his bowler hat, revealing the gauze bandaged on his head.
"This is such a coincidence." As the son of the local police chief, Edward also learned a lot of criminal investigation knowledge from his father. After graduation, the professor approached two top students to talk about something, and the two of them ended up
Being injured at the same time the day before we talked about it clearly didn't look like an accident.
"I don't think it's right either." Lawrence added, and then told Edward the information he had obtained before, and after hearing the information, Edward could basically confirm that someone had carried out a targeted attack.
"We still need to investigate carefully after we go back." Edward said, patting Lawrence on the shoulder with his good left hand. "But now we should go find Professor Black. Only if we know what the professor called us here today can we find out
Clues to why those people attacked us."
After discussing the attack, the two people bypassed the fountain and walked towards a two-story red brick building in the rear building complex.
The phrase "Department of Medicine" was written on the lintel of the stairs. After entering the small building, there was a hall with gleaming teak floors. After following the stairs to the second floor, they quickly came to the third office door in the corridor on the left.
"Come in." After gently knocking on the door, a voice that was a little older but still full of energy came from inside the room.
Hearing this, Lawrence turned the bronze handle on the door, and the door opened. A gray-haired but energetic old man was sitting behind a heavy desk, looking at some documents.
After hearing the door open, Professor Black took off the lenses that were stuck in his eye sockets and raised his head. Then he raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression. "I haven't seen you two for only three days.