Chapter 225: It's Daylight

"I really didn't expect to meet old friends. "This should be regarded as [meeting old acquaintances in other places]. ”

He looked up, and the sky was already shining slightly, at least with his eyesight, he could see some slight changes, which was enough to prove that the sun was about to rise, and it was half an hour before dawn at most.

In the sky, dense bats gather like black clouds, one by one to their own residence, werewolves incarnate into half-orc mode, that is, let the wolf ears and wolf tail shine out, that will allow them to get a certain increase in strength and speed, these werewolves are running and jumping on the roof, towards the direction of home, this is, the end of the day in this werewolf and blood city, the mobile vendors who want to evacuate have gone home, and the street will become lifeless again, lifelessness is probably an illusion, the living density maintained by more than 200,000 people is lively enough here。

After all, the day-night routine here is completely reversed, and it is too unusual, or rather weird, for a race that is active during the day.

"It's time to go, I've had breakfast just now, and I have an extra bowl of porridge, I should be full. Albert wiped the oil from her mouth with his hands and moisture, "But for the people here, it should be more suitable to be called a [supper], and it is a very late supper, at least we are the last customers of that stall, at least wipe it after eating, a water polo thing, you forgot?"

"I don't want to move... ”

Beside the main road where the two walked, the shops were closed one after another, and the shopkeepers and clerks were about to start resting, only a few of the storefronts were still open, just as they had seen at first, the sound of the doors closing was constantly coming from all over the place, and the sound of the evening was always a little more penetrating, and it could travel far away, which became especially prominent after there were many fewer people.

They were let go of the city gates after a routine inspection sentry, and the inspection was not strict, it was just official business, after all, it was a time of peace, and most of the people were satisfied with life.

"Can I have another cream cake?" Cecilia pointed to a werewolf shop, "I'd like some." ”

"Appetite is really good, better than me. ”

"I'd like one anyway. ”

Eventually, she walked out of the city gate with a cup of small cakes in her hand, and Albert fell into deep thought: a few minutes ago, she had been in the shop with an empty bowl and said that she was too full to eat, and after a few minutes she had made room in her stomach to continue eating, so what was the capacity of her stomach?

Fat people are generally two kinds of people, one is born with genetic hormones, and the other is that she can't control her mouth and can't lose weight, but anyway, she won't be fat, she can eat whatever she wants, just don't hold on.

"If you speed things up, you can go for another month or less at most. Albert estimated the approximate number, "You can get to the northern grasslands of your hometown, and then leave the small orc autonomous region should still be about the same city, but the race will be much pureer, at most two or three races will be mixed, and it will be different when you go through all the small cities to the provincial capital, do you remember what the orc provincial capital looks like?" "I forgot, I should have seen it, right? I seem to have seen it once, I only remember that there are many people, there are all races, the buildings are very spectacular, and there are many strange things." "Then we'll take a look at it then." ”

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, you can take two roads next, one saves time, or the city of orcs, and the other takes two more days, but along the way you will pass a small area of elf and goblin dwarf territory, which one do you want to take?"

"Go the way of elves and goblin dwarves, I want to see. She has always been curious about the world, "If you see more, it won't be anything." ”

Each race has its own characteristics in terms of living and local lifestyle, local climate, species differences, habits, customs, longevity, strength, when they are combined, they will naturally produce chemical reactions, and even the slightest difference is likely to bring about a world of difference, sometimes, a simple dream is likely to have a profound impact, such as before an earthquake, the instinct of a creature to avoid danger brings a nightmare about an earthquake to the leader of an ancient tribe or someone。

So the man took the nightmare as a warning to the others, and then the earthquake came, but no one was hurt, because everyone walked from the cave to the flat ground.

So people knelt down and worshipped those who warned others as prophets or gods incarnate β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” some of the sources of ancient worship, and even if many worship beliefs have disappeared into history, there are always two that have survived.

That's why there is a person called a folklorist who specializes in the study of the customs of various ethnic groups.

"It's dawn. He pointed to the horizon, the bats had long since dispersed, the werewolves had long since returned home, the sun had come out, the morning fog was slowly disappearing, and the air was as fresh as ever.

Once again, they hit the road.

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"What the hell do you mean?"

Albert was lying on a patch of grass with a notebook in his hand.

From time to time, he took out all kinds of books from his own space to flip through them, the space can not only be used to put luggage, for him, the space he carries with him can be a small laboratory, he is figuring out a problem that has always bothered him, to be precise, a small formula: E=mc^2.

He doesn't care much about these scattered things in his mind, the definitions that belong to them are missing a large part in his mind, so that the rest of the part is meaningless, this is just relatively complete, and it seems to be very important, it can make him think of many things, among which the relatively complete one, [Neon Defeat], he can't think of a small formula and what is the connection between Neon becoming a defeated country, he thought for a long time, the answer seems to be close at hand, and this last bit of distance is like a heavenly philosophy.

Then he sensed something, and when he looked up, this hundred-year-old creature was not far from a tree, and he saw two drops of water falling from the leaves.

The faint light of [Mind Acceleration] and [Intensified Senses] quietly lit up in his eyes.

The water droplets suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and the movement slowed down, like turning on a high-definition slow-motion camera, in his eyes, the slippery water droplets dripped down a trajectory in mid-air, collided, blended, and the converging water droplets constantly changed shape under the action of force and air resistance, and finally, it split and divided into three parts, he stared at it, and the messy and damaged information was quickly integrated and reshaped in his brain, and it seemed that the dusty memory returned.

An inspiration flashed through his head like lightning at this moment, and he grasped it tightly, and he got a near-perfect result.

"Smack. With a crisp sound, Albert closed his notebook, and the water droplets fell on the turf at the same time, and the man's frown finally relaxed, and he smiled knowingly.

He got up, hummed a song, turned away, and then quietly disappeared into the night...