Early the next morning, the sky was white, and the breeze that slipped in from the windowsill brought the fragrance of wild chrysanthemums in the yard.

Wren had eaten Kesha's elaborate breakfast and was ready to go.

After a long, affectionate kiss, Keisha picked up a yellow leather jacket from the hanger and put it on for him, and a gray cowboy hat with a recessed top and a slightly upturned brim on the sides helped him put it on.

She escorted him all the way to the bronze door in front of the courtyard, and hugged him violently as he turned around.

Touched by his heart, Wren turned around and stroked her white and tender cheeks, looking at the beautiful woman whose eyes were full of affection and reluctance, he said gently: "Xiaoyue, I will miss you every day."

If you miss me too, just sleep in my room and get used to it first, and you'll sleep there anyway. ”

"Kiss me again." Didn't care about his teasing, Keisha said with a little excitement.

Holding her face, it was another deep kiss that was forgetful, for a long time, the lips parted, and Wren was actually very reluctant.

The young couple is in a period of passionate love, and they can't wait to be inseparable every day, but both parties know that the other party has their own way.

Under the gaze of the beautiful woman, he waved his hand and strode towards the train station east of the city, his hands empty, as if he had nothing with him except an ordinary revolver stuck in the pocket of his jacket.

But he had two rings on his hands, a lilac hunting ring, and an even more precious silver storage ring.

The latter was given to him by Keisha, and of course, this storage ring was not as magical as Wren thought.

It is not a space ring, you can't collect items at a moment's notice, the storage ring is made of special materials, and the interior is actually a space folding formation.

Infused with psionic energy can be opened, it takes more than ten seconds to open the opening, and then reach in and take out the items inside, it takes another five or six seconds to close, and the ring will glow when opened.

Therefore, it cannot be used in combat, but even so, it is a very precious thing.

In addition to the sages of related professions, alchemy masters and formation masters need to work together to create.

A newly promoted array warlock like an old goat can't carve a small space folding array in a place as small as a ring.

Normally, only veteran master-level transcendents can afford this kind of thing, and Wren has a storage ring of two cubic meters of space, which is enough to put all his luggage.

On September 1st, it was the golden autumn vacation, and the Bushencheng Railway Station was crowded with people, very noisy, and many college students who were preparing to return home could be seen.

The mystery class at Bushen University only recruits locals, but other general majors will recruit students from all over the country, so there are many students from other places.

Wren stepped onto the platform with his train ticket and into a carriage, signaling the beginning of a new adventure.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

With the sound of a shrill whistle, a large white mist rose from the front of the steam locomotive, and the iron wheel began to rotate in an orderly manner.

Like a long swimming dragon, the steam train slowly moves away from the platform.

Wren bought a first-class ticket, the best carriage, which was expensive and cost a gold coin.

However, inside the train, the space is relatively large, and it is divided into small boxes with wooden planks.

Since the invention of the train by the people of the Steam Alliance, the "Pioneer" steam locomotive has undergone many improvements, and its speed has increased considerably, and it has now reached a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour.

The long train passed through a large field of fields, and the fragrance of flowers and shrubs wafted from the open windows.

Wren admired the scenery on the plain outside the window, and it was his first time out of the city and on a steam train, which was quite novel.

"Fast food! Drink! ”

After a while, a crisp female voice sounded, and a female flight attendant in a white uniform pushed a small dining cart through a narrow corridor on one side.

When it came to meals, there were special dining cars in the steam trains, but that was obviously for the wealthy.

As commoners and middle class, most of them still bring their own dry food.

The light meals provided by the steam train continue the good tradition, and the taste is average, but it is also very expensive!

Because Wren, who made a fortune from the previous mission of the Red Witch, did not lack this money, and shouted: "Bring me a rice bowl!" ”

"1 silver coin!"

This price is more than three times more expensive than outside, and in Faroland, 1 gold coin is equal to 10 silver coins, and one silver coin is equivalent to 20 copper plates.

By rough analogy, a copper plate is equivalent to two dollars.

Eating a rice bowl with shredded pork with sharp peppers, which is more than three times more expensive than usual, Wren thought about his next move.

Because he was reminded yesterday, he didn't plan to make any extraneous branches, first familiarize himself with the environment, and immediately go to the indigenous tribe to get red heart grass, and then consider other things.

Three hours later, on the edge of the Pugni Plain, the city of Diramo.

The scorching sun scorches the earth, the wind blows, the yellow sand rises, and the green cacti rise.

In the distance, you can see a crimson canyon, and through this canyon, you really enter the heart of the Pugni Plain.

The city of Diramo was originally a gold panning spot, and more than 80 years ago, hundreds of thousands of avid gold miners poured into it.

Some of them got rich overnight, some of them were dead in the streets, and when the gold mines were discovered, there was a great deal of chaos, and bandits from all walks of life were fighting to try to make a fortune first.

After a carnival of blood and death, the government took over the place, but many people remained, and it gradually developed into a small city.

Horses are the most convenient means of transportation here, cowboys are frequent visitors here, and muskets are the custom here.

There is also a tradition of dueling in the local area, not the kind of gentleman's duel that counts one, two, three back to back, but who draws the gun faster, shoots accurately, and life and death are decided in only a few tenths of a second.

A good marksmanship, flexible and swift gun drawing and gun fighting skills are enough to win you a round of applause, and even the favor of hot girls!

Don't underestimate ordinary guns, after the refinement of the Steam Alliance, the revolver is quite powerful.

Although the first-order transcendents are much stronger than ordinary people, they can't even cover the surface of their bodies with spiritual energy, and if they take a few more shots, they will still be killed by ordinary guns.

Even if it is a second-order transcendent, it can channel the spiritual energy in the body to the surface of the body to form a defense, but it cannot resist the shooting of firearms without injury, and if it is strafed by more than a dozen guns, there is also a risk of being killed.

Of course, ordinary guns are useless against third-order transcendentals, they can already release spiritual energy to form a spiritual tide, and they need Force firearms with special ammunition such as demon hunting bullets and armor-piercing bullets to deal with them.

However, there are also transcendents hidden among the cowboys or bandits here, and the common transcendent professions here are [Gun Fighter], [Fighter], [Knight] and so on.

Most of the people here make a living from herding, and sometimes they also work part-time as bounty hunters.

Of course, if you are forced to make a living, it is not an incomprehensible thing to do one or two votes once in a while.

At this time, Wren has already stepped into the territory of the city of Diramo, and there are no railroad tracks to cross the hinterland of the plains, and from here, it is necessary to take a horse-drawn carriage.

He wears a cowboy hat, a jacket, blue and white jeans, and black riding boots...... Dressed as a cowboy, he walked for a while and saw a bar.

The door sign reads "Firebird Bar", and he pushes open the half-remaining wooden door and walks inside.

For a moment, it seemed that many eyes glanced at it and immediately withdrew it.

The bar was noisy, with the smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of alcohol, and there was a miasma of smoke.

The hustle and bustle and scolding, the girl's coquettish laughter and the shouting of the drinkers form a unique symphony.

There was even a couple of men and women doing it on the chair in public, and the people around them were not surprised, and it was not a mess here recently, this kind of ghost place, which can be refreshing day by day.

On the wall on one side of the bar, there are also rows of wanted notices, sketched portraits of criminals, and the amount of the bounty written underneath.

There are only a few, with black and white photos, but they are all blurry.

Don't expect to know what a criminal looks like through this strange style of wanted post.

Seeing this, Wren smiled and sat down at the bar: "A beer!" ”

"It's a welcome to outsiders, and I invited the first drink!"

The bartender, who looked like an uncle, wore a white shirt, a black vest, and had two mustaches, brought a large glass of beer and said with a smile.

"How do you know I'm a foreigner?"

Wren glanced at his clothes, it was the usual denim dress here, nothing special.

The bartender laughed: "Accent, besides, the cowboys here generally have guns in their trouser pockets, not in their leather jacket pockets." ”

Slightly stunned, this was a kind reminder, Wren took out the revolver from his jacket and inserted it in his trouser pocket, revealing the butt.

For a moment, the people in the bar who were secretly looking at him withdrew their gazes.

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Wren thanked him, although he was not afraid, but it was not a pleasant thing to be entangled by these people.

"You're welcome, do you need intelligence services?"