There is no familiar shady curtain this time.

At the end of time travel, Bai Ze found himself standing in a small cabin.

All around were blurred, only in the middle of the air, one by one, words with a mechanical typing sound clearly emerged and arranged.

"Current scene: The long night is coming. ”

"Scene Category: Epic Fantasy. ”

"Difficulty: Senior. ”

"Scene evaluation: slightly. ”

Background: None. ”

"The main god's development degree: 5%, extremely dangerous!"

"Requirements: Main quest 1: Become a legal resident of Celtic.

Optional side mission 1: Join the Celtic Self-Defense Forces.

Optional Side Mission 2: Join the Acolyte. ”

"Automatically learned the language of the current world, and forgot when leaving the plane. ”

"Pain attenuation: 30%. ”

"The body has been digitized. ”

"It's ten minutes before you enter the story. ”

The subtitles end, and the world in front of me becomes clear again.

Bai Ze raised his feet and walked to the door, and after reaching out hard, he found that he couldn't pull it away.

(Is there still ten minutes...... ）

Even his spiritual power could not be extended, Bai Ze turned around and looked into the room.

The decaying wood casually took the shape of a bed frame, and a straw mat was placed on it.

This is Bai Ze's bed, and there is only a bedside table and a small bench.

Bai Ze searched the bed and found nothing, he looked at the mat carefully and reached out to lift it.

Underneath is a yellowed piece of stationery.

"Dear cousin Altai,

I learned from my cousin that you wanted to come to Celtic to find a job, and I have to say that it was a very good idea, and it was in this great commercial capital that countless people began to dig their first pot of gold in this great commercial capital, and thus entered the temples, and so did your most admired cousin, of course.

So on my last night away from Celtic, I wrote this letter of recommendation, hoping to help you.

Note, I hope you don't disappoint your father's fifty little loites.

Your cousin – Kerry"

Bai Ze flipped through it and twisted out a crumpled letter from the folded letterhead.

"Celtic City Defense Reserve ......"

Bai Ze pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked to the counter.

A mirror with a missing corner clearly reflects his appearance—

Blonde hair, brown eyes, and a Western face, but the face is still immature, and it looks about sixteen or seventeen years old.

As soon as his mind moved, a string of data came to his mind:

"Age: 17.

Strength: 5;

Spiritual: 19;

Stamina: 4;

Dexterity: 5;

Basic Meditation: Lv5;

Mental Mastery: Lv3.

Evaluation: A fledgling mage rookie. ”

Bai Ze pulled out a helpless smile, opened the cabinet, and found a shriveled money bag from inside.

Thirteen bronze ...... Little Loy?

Bai Ze put the things into the small bag on his waist, stretched out his elbow and smashed the mirror.

The edges are sharp, which can be used as a little self-defense.

Time's up.

Hearing the sound in front of his ears, Bai Ze opened the door and walked out.

"Bang-"

As the door was pushed open more or less lightly, the four people lined up on the corridor looked at each other.

The only downward corridor in this corridor was sandwiched between four people.

Bai Ze is on the far left.

Everyone is a Western face, so the plot world this time must be more biased towards the structure of Western society......

Bai Ze remembered the appearance of the other three in his heart, stretched his waist, turned around and went directly back to the room, and closed the door again.

The young man closest to the entrance of the building smiled, and a black snake slowly crawled out of his arm, spitting out the letter.

He glanced at Bai Ze's door, but couldn't see anything, and hooked his hand to the curly-haired man on the other side of the corridor with a provocative expression, then turned around and walked downstairs.

The black snake stood up and spat out a letter at the curly-haired man, who spread his hands and jumped over the railing from the third floor.

The last uncle shook his head, tore a strip of cloth from his body, and tied it to his forehead.

There's a weird tattoo there.

He looked in Bai Ze's direction, his eyes flickered, and he slowly walked down the stairs.

A minute passed.

Bai Ze, who was breathing evenly on the straw mat, opened his eyes.

He slowly withdrew his mental power.

In this plane, his spiritual power could only extend less than twenty meters.

The air was full of viscous particles, hot and humid wind, dry frictional charges, and countless objective factors aggravated the difficulty of his exploration.

Bai Ze smiled, moved his stiff face, and took a step...... Walked into the other room.

——

"Hey, friend, how about we make a deal?"

Bai Ze showed a very bright smile and said to the long beard in front of him.

The bearded man stopped his movements, and the melodious but unobtrusive sound of the violin came to an abrupt end.

"What deal?"

"I'll work for you for free, you just need to solve my doubts, and that's it. ”

——

"Oh! Shine on the top—you're such a wonderful musician!"

The long-bearded man played with his money bag with joy, looked at the crowd in front of him, and said in Bai Ze's ear in a low voice:

"I swear, brother, come with me to the biggest pub in Celtic!

"I've got connections! We can get rid of those roaring orangutans! We're going to make a fortune!"

Bai Ze didn't answer, and continued to play the violin, singing "Yesterday Again" in a clear voice.

More and more people stopped in front of them, and even a large number of drunks with wine bottles leaned or sat next to them and listened.

"Looking back—"

"I had a vague happy hour—"

"It seems even sadder today—"

The long beard stroked the money bag, like crying and laughing.

Some people around them had already begun to sob, and as the tears fell, there was also the wine that the drunken man poured into his stomach over and over again.

Time is gone, and the joy of the past only vaguely appears in dreams.

After singing the song, Bai Ze bowed around.

The crowd paused for a moment, then erupted in loud applause.

"Awesome!"

"One more song!"

The long beard came back to his senses and immediately stepped forward to take the copper handed by the people.

A woman standing in front wiped her tears and said to Bai Ze: "Let's have a cheerful one, this one is really tear-jerking." ”

Bai Ze smiled, raised the violin again, and played a cheerful tune.

——

"Oh the brilliance is above! Why do you have to be those dirty, sweaty soldiers!" The long beard looked at Bai Ze incredulously: "That's not a good position, you want oil and water, and it's not in line with the temple, I swear brother, except for the gang of brains from the Celtic United Military Academy, no normal person would want to go to that place!"

Bai Ze showed an appropriate apology, looking like a simple young man who was not deeply involved in the world: "I'm really sorry for rejecting your kindness, it's just that my brother works there, and he also gave me a recommendation place——"

"Recommended?" the bearded Mr. Horner interrupted Bai Ze's words, "It's just a recommended place?

"I bet brother, with your small physique, you haven't been specially recruited, even if you have a recommendation, you will definitely not be able to pass the assessment level!"

"Become a great bard with me! you are the most gifted musician I have ever met!" the bearded man looked at him.