Chapter 1 Records of the Shang Dynasty in Ancient Books
I don't know how long I fell asleep, it seems that the whole person is in a sweet and comfortable, and trance in a strange realm, but he has almost no perception of the outside world, not even a dream, Yang Yi kept this state until he regained consciousness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, Yang Yi was still in pajamas, his face was facing to the right, his glasses were still there, his head was resting under his right arm stretched forward, his right hand was holding the mobile phone he used before crossing, his left hand was pressed under his chest, and he was holding a small electric fan, and his legs were spread on the ground casually. Fortunately, in this new overhead world, it seems to be summer, so he doesn't feel cold when he lies on the sidewalk on the side of the road in broad daylight.
"I'm sleepy...... Yes...... Ah" was the first sentence from Yang Yi, who raised his heavy eyelids.
"What's wrong with me, I was still lying on my stomach when I swiped my phone just now, how did I become lying on my side?"
"There are only horse-drawn carriages on the street, but no cars, no!"
"Ahh People gathered around. β
Of course, for the space he crossed through, a person lying in pajamas in the middle of the day in front of the crowd, even without talking to himself, was enough to make a large group of passers-by watch for a long time. No one could see exactly how he had crossed here, but it was even more inconceivable that he had been "put away" on the busy street without warning.
So Yang Yi then heard the chatter of the onlookers:
"This kid is dark-haired, not like our people here." The voice of a middle-aged idler.
"He's probably drunk." It's an older voice.
"Mom, why is this big brother lying on the ground?" A child's voice came.
Hearing the child's voice, Yang Yi finally woke up like a dream, and slowly sat up with his left hand on the ground. When he heard these words in "Chinese", he couldn't help but glance at the onlookers around him. Their hair is mostly red or yellow, and their facial features are also high and deep-nosed, and they are obviously Caucasians. A group of Caucasian "foreigners" speak Chinese, and Xinjiang may be barely reliable, but the street scene here is not what Xinjiang looks like.
"Where is this, why do you all speak Chinese?"
"Our ancestors have been saying this for generations, and we don't know what "Chinese" is. β
"This is Milan City, the capital of the Milan Empire, who doesn't know that our Milan is the largest country in Longjinus, you are a countryman from a foreign country."
Milan? Ryuzakinus? Yang Yi immediately understood where the time and space he had traveled to was. According to common sense, the protagonist should be a handsome guy named "Ye Yinzhu", who made his first appearance in Milan as a mercenary association...... Well, Yang Yi's rudiments of his future plan have surfaced. He wants to marry princesses of all major empires, sign contracts with tenth-level divine beasts, sweep Falan, and...... Destroy the Shepherd King in a decent way! However, he also knew that according to the so-called rainbow level rules of red orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple on the Longqi Nus Continent, he was not even a red level, and he could only play in the future by joining the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy for formal education. Before that, he planned to go to the mercenary club first to touch Ye Yinzhu's face.
"I'm going to get up, where are the mercenaries in Milan, I'm really not a local and want to ask."
"This is San Siro Street, go north about four kilometers to the intersection to Baresi Road, turn in and walk another one kilometer!" It turned out to be the mother of the naughty child who was eager to help.
In this way, Yang Yi ignored the dust on his clothes, got up and swayed towards the "Mercenary Association", and swept to the street sign from time to time as he went, and the words on the street sign were all authentic Chinese characters, which made him even more surprised. In the city of Milan, only people with noble titles were allowed to ride wildebeest horses or carriages, and Yang Yi, a commoner, had no choice but to walk.
Easily getting out of the crowd of onlookers, he carefully counted what was left of his body. Mobile phones, fans, or glasses on the bridge of the nose, at most counting your worthless torn pajamas and slippers, there are only so many, among which the mobile phone is still valuable, as for the money, there is no one. "Will the people of Ryujinus recognize these colorful and patterned broken papers? Even if they happen to use Chinese characters, how can they happen to use the renminbi again," Yang Yi himself explained.
According to common sense, Yang Yi deduced that it would take an hour to walk a five-kilometer distance and his legs would inevitably be sore, but what happened this time was something he did not expect: his two legs were extremely relaxed, and his steps were much larger and faster than before the crossing...... In this way, it took him twenty minutes to easily traverse many blocks and intersections to reach the door of the mercenary association.
The Mercenary is a grand arched building, with a faΓ§ade that is hundreds of meters wide and nearly thirty meters high. Yang Yi stood not too close and looked up, and he could see a huge golden shield mark hanging in the center of the building of the Mercenary Association, and two long swords crossed behind the shield, which was the symbol of the Mercenary Association. It shimmered brightly in the sunlight, which was why Yang Yi could see this sign clearly from a distance.
But soon Yang Yi couldn't maintain this leisurely look-up, he didn't realize that the flow of people around him had increased greatly, and mercenaries of all shapes were shuttling endlessly, poor Yang Yi soon found it difficult to maintain his balance in the flow of people, and he was squeezed out of one of the two slippers. Fortunately, when entering the general meeting, the squeezing force caused by the flow of people disappeared. There are at least a hundred black-clad staff members maintaining order within the guild.
This is an extremely wide hall, the height of the hall is more than twenty meters, the bright sunlight shines through the huge crystal windows on both sides of the hall, except for the side of the door, the remaining three sides are stone counters, the counter is about two meters high, so that the staff inside has a condescending feeling, most of the mercenaries need to step up the stone steps in front of the counter to communicate with them. Yang Yi stood in the hall at this time, not knowing where to go, until a burst of exclamations came into his ears.
"S-class mercenary group, the second S-class mercenary group was born......"
The originally densely arranged mercenary team parted like a tide, revealing the innermost counter, and the sudden exclamation caused the mercenaries on both sides of the hall to receive and hand in tasks also surrounded, and their surprised eyes fell on the end of the cracked corridor.
A total of three people walked out of the counter, and it was obvious that they had just finished upgrading the mercenary group.
Walking in the middle was a magician in a gray magic robe, who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, with a slender body and a simple face. The top of his head is obviously gone, and his hair color has turned gray, leaving a gray mustache. He walked lightly, and his eyes full of intimidating aura made people dare not face it. The most terrifying thing was the huge fluctuation of magical elements around his body, and anyone who was swept by his gaze would immediately have a strong feeling of suffocation. A purple badge with a whirlwind motif stood proudly on his left chest, showing his strength. It should be a purple-level Grand Magus.
Next to the great mage stood a man and a woman, both very young, the young man on the left looked like he was about twenty-six or seven years old, a delicate silver armor protected everything except the joints, his shoulders were broad, his appearance was handsome but a little cold, his head was shaved, his right hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and what caught Zhang Yao's attention the most was that on his left chest, on the left chest of the silver armor, there was a palm-sized silver six-pointed star, which was printed with a violet pattern, showing his family. To the right of the archmage was a young girl, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with short ear-length hair that looked heroic, and the pale pink magic robe could not hide her fully developed figure, and her delicate face showed a look of pride, a pair of large aqua blue eyes flashed with the strange light of the elves, holding the arm of the archmage and smiling. The most noticeable thing is the magic badge on her left chest, which is actually yellow.
In contrast, Yang Yi at this time, with unkempt hair, crooked glasses and a sharp face, has a bit of a Harry Potter feeling, and is only wearing a dark green pajamas. The left foot is bare, the right foot is a plush slipper embroidered with a rabbit, and he holds a mobile phone in one hand and a small fan in the other. After the mercenary team separated, Yang Yi stood alone in the middle of the corridor, and even the poorest mercenary could not imagine the sloppy state of this poor ghost. The only trump card in his hand is about: he has the golden finger as a traverser, knows that these three people are Materazzi, Okafor and Roland, knows that the addition of purple-level masters is a necessary condition for the S-level mercenary group, and even knows that Roland is about to enter the wind system of the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy to study......
Roland, who was standing on Materazzi's right, obviously didn't know about Yang Yi's self-absorption at this time, and she had always been arrogant, she could only see a ragged boy standing in a place where he shouldn't stand. casually ridiculed, "Where is the poor boy, he can't even afford to buy shoes and play barefoot!" β
Yang Yi is also a straight temper, so he sneered: "I just can't afford to buy shoes, if you Roland weren't from the Violet family, I don't think you even can afford clothes!" β
"You ......" The girl let go of the hand holding the Great Magister and walked towards Yang Yi viciously. The wind elemental had begun to coalesce around her body, and it could explode at any moment.
If you are beaten, you can't row, and you don't have any strength now. Yang Yi just came up with this idea. The archmagister spoke.
"Alright Roland, don't make trouble." The low voice of the Great Magister sounded, stopping the girl, his gaze swept over Yang Yi, his gaze was very flat, no sadness or joy. After a moment's pause, he asked, "How did you know her name?"
Roland reacted at this time, and looked at Yang Yi curiously.
For this great mage, Yang Yi didn't dare to be casual, he was busy: "The purple-level magician in Milan, he counts all his fingers, who doesn't know the Violet family of the three major families in Milan, the patriarch of the Violet family is one of the two generalissimos of the Milan Imperial Military and one of the two Purple Star Dragoons. Maldini also has a brother, whose name is Materazzi, who is the vice president of the Milan Magicians Guild, and it is said that he has just reached the level of the purple level, Materazzi senior, am I not wrong? β
Materazzi couldn't help but be surprised to see that such a poor boy who seemed to have no magic and fighting spirit had such insight. Not many people in Milan know about the fact that he has just reached the purple level, and this kid can see it at a glance, which may only be explained that he has some kind of special artifact that can cover his own breath.
As an important member of the Violet family, it is impossible for Materach to have some analytical ability, and he made the idea of recruiting this boy who is destined to come from an extraordinary background in an instant.
"On behalf of Roland, I apologize to you, and please forgive him for his young ignorance." Materachi said to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi was also surprised, this Materach, could he see something, or he was very talented, and he discovered it.
Roland was about to speak, but was stopped by Materach, who just glared at Yang Yi fiercely.
"Then I also want to say sorry to Miss Roland, what I said just now was a bit excessive." Now that people have apologized, they can't hold on to it.
Materazzi secretly praised, he can bend and stretch, he is really a talent, and he has increased his heart to attract even more, he took out a money bag from the space ring, and without looking at the money inside, he directly gave the wallet to Yang Yi.
"Little brother, I know you must have something going on, it's okay, if you need anything in the future, just come to the Violet family. The Violet family will always open its doors to you. Materachi said.
Haha, I'm finally rich.
Picking up the wallet, although he knew that this was the solicitation of the Violet family, Yang Yi couldn't help but be inexplicably moved, when he needed the money the most, the Violet family sent the money to him.
However, if Materlaci wants to know that he doesn't have any magical fighting energy, he will probably vomit blood in anger.
Yang Yi looked at the money bag, the money bag was very exquisite, it was made of leather, and there was a six-pointed star composed of gold threads on it, which could have a certain amount of magic induction. Yang Yi opened the rope opening, and inside was a bag full of gold coins, as well as 7 or 8 ruby coins, which wanted to be 100 gold coins, and one gold coin was a hundred silver coins.
"I wonder what the little brother has planned?" Materachi asked.
"I'm going to study at the Magic Martial Arts Academy in Milan." Yang Yi replied respectfully.
"Ah, I'm going too, we'll be classmates from now on." Roland said excitedly, he seemed to have forgotten about Yang Yi's sarcasm just now. For a girl as big as her, her emotions are easy to change.
"Are you going to sign up?" Yang Yi asked.
"No need, grandpa has already signed up for me."
"Little brother, if you haven't signed up, you have to hurry, today is the last day."
"Ah, I'll go right away."
Yang Yi was about to leave, when suddenly, Materach turned around: "Little brother, I don't know what your name is?" β
I guess I only remembered this question on the road.
"Ah, my name is Yang Yi." Yang Yi was also a little embarrassed, and accepted a money bag from others, but he didn't tell anyone his name.
Yang Yi is right, he is not bad. Roland thought as he walked.
Then he went to find Ye Yinzhu, but he came a little earlier, and Ye Yinzhu hadn't come yet. Although I asked several staff members left and right, they were all confused. At this time, Yang Yi recalled the record in the book: Ye Yinzhu almost couldn't catch up with the new student registration! I came a little earlier than Ye Yinzhu, and it was the right way to rush to the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy! The idlers on the side of the road saw that a handsome young man had just run desperately from east to west, and now he was running desperately from west to east, which was really strange.
After running out of breath for a while, Yang Yi arrived at the gate of the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy and saw a person who was also familiar and strange: long black hair was softly placed on his shoulders, and an elegant aura appeared on his handsome face, and his gestures were full of aristocratic atmosphere. His elegance is not mixed with any impurities, especially those deep and clear black eyes, as if he can see the depths of people's hearts. The waist is extremely straight, the handsome face, and Yang Yi, who looks at the self-proclaimed handsome guy, is jealous, if this can't confirm his identity, then, there are only 8 fingers between the fingers for fools to know.
He is Ye Yinzhu
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