The dull part-time life, Sean, can't be lifted.

Something is missing

Sean thought to himself.

is also a part-time job, Sean has done a lot of work, and can even set a small goal to become a man who has enough to do one hundred and eight occupations.

Be quiet.

Probably this is the only word that can be used to describe the atmosphere of antiques.

It seems that most of the people who come to the café will put their voices down, just to get used to the atmosphere of the café.

There is no braggart from the adventurers, no drunken people stretching out their greasy groping hands to the handsome waitress, and the one who gets a slap can be rewarded with a glass of ale from his companion to celebrate his feat.

There will be a lot of people around the knitting group, asking about the feeling that remains in the palm of the hand, and then laughing and saying, good luck boy.

Antiques, but not here.

Probably the most audible sounds are the news coming from old televisions, or the sound of hot water mixed with crushed coffee beans.

"Hey, I'll say, how long are you going to stay in antiques?"

At the end of the day, the employees are cleaning the store.

A woman with a not very good temper, Dong Xiang.

As if he had endured it all day, he came to Sean and questioned him.

From her point of view, Sean should not be left behind in antiques, let alone the time bomb Sean should be left with them.

She and them, both species.

Sean is just a human of unknown origin, and he is just a human being.

Even if Irimi and Koma join forces, they can't beat the human race.

"Well, little sister Dong Xiang, you can call me by my name. Sean Ferret II, just call me Sean. If you don't want to, it's okay to call Big Brother. ”

With a thumbs up and a crescent-like smile, if Adam saw it, Sean believed that Adam would probably thank the god he believed in.

"Hmph"

I feel like persona non grata, at least in the café owned by the antique humanoids.

Whether it is Dong Xiang who speaks directly, or the one who has been vigilant against his own insight and Guma with his eyes, Sean feels like an outsider, uh, it seems that yes, he is really an outsider.

Lying in the room above the antique floor, Sean pulls out the Book of Rubick and confirms its progress in learning ancient scripts.

There was a bustling sound downstairs, and Sean understood that it was probably the nocturnal creature named pink eye planning to go out for a walk.

To be honest, Sean admires this group of creatures, and he has to come out according to the human activity time during the day, so as to integrate into human society.

Only at night, they will go out for activities, after all, the red eyes under the night sky look more dazzling.

I flipped through the rubick book, and there were more than a dozen pages of unintelligible and unintelligible words.

Half of the process."

After putting away the book of rubick, Sean was ready to go downstairs to find something to eat, although there was still some money left from the old man in Fangcun, but if he could eat it for nothing, why bother spending it.

Camouflage spells.

It's Sean's first choice of spell after he has magic power, just like invisibility, although it doesn't sound like a big effect, but it depends on people to develop.

The dragon magic in Oya's memory did not disguise such a spell.

If Oya would, Sean felt that when Oya first came to the human kingdom, she would not have been hunted down by many countries because she was a dragon, at least she would be able to see that dragon again alive.

With a sigh, it's all an afterthought.

Antique freezers used to store food, unexpected confinement.

Sean pushed a little, but the two doors didn't move.

Just like the secret treasure, it will be hidden in a stable and secure place, and it is best to have a strong protection to protect it.

Get wire, grease from the kitchen.

Sean poured grease into the cracks of the freezer, probing with wire.

"It's finished"

Feeling the freezer door loose, Sean couldn't wait to open the freezer door.

If it can be hidden so tightly, it should at least be a valuable ingredient.

"Let me take a good look at what treasures the old man of Fangcun has hidden, plus Chef Xiao's craftsmanship, well, my stomach is rumbling."

"What the hell?"

The same meat was contained in the crisper boxes, and it was intuitive to see that most of them were freshly cut meat, and the blood stains on them had not yet coagulated.

"It's a little disgusting."

Putting the box away, Sean felt that the taste of the old man in Fang Village was really a little strange, even if it was a humanoid, it shouldn't store a lot of human flesh.

Closing the freezer, Sean had to endure hunger and return to his room.

At this time, the antiques were probably only him, and the others didn't know where they went.

"Where's the new dumpling?"

When he came to the inner space, Sean remembered that he should have killed a humanoid, and his soul should have been sucked into the inner space by himself.

"Trixis, have you seen the newcomer, I'm looking for him."

The situation of the space in the body just needs to go to Trixis, who calls her more many.

I don't know, I don't see it, don't ask me.

Standard reply, Sean has no dissatisfaction with this, and for Traxis who can reply to him, Sean feels that it is much better than the sulking Trixi.

Woooooooo

The reconstruction of the space in the body is still going on, it is not a small space, the key is that Sean has divided the entire space into four parts.

One portion was reserved for the more familiar groups of Trixis, and part of it was given to the souls used as fuel as a storage place.

The part of the palace is the only one for Sean

The area of special treatment.,A transparent little dango who hasn't met with Traxis and other dango.。

The rest

Following the sound of choking, Sean turned over the bits and pieces of stone and dug in the ground.

"It's a bad taste, Trix, who buried the cute puppy so deeply."

How many times has Sean said, don't get messy souls in

"Well, I know I'll throw them in jail next time."

Hopefully there won't be a next time

"Woman, what a scary, changeable creature, do you say it, puppy dog."

"Roar"

As if he had maintained the same appearance before his death, when he saw Sean who killed him, all the muddy soul group let out was a roar.

"Oh, the dog that bites is going to be executed, but I think the next thing is the last value in your life."

As he spoke, he avoided the action of the dango biting him, and slapped the grumpy danzi to the point of dizziness.

"Next, let me understand what kind of existence such a humanoid race is."

Pressing the unconscious dango to his chest, the dango gradually entered his body, Sean closed his eyes with ease, hoping that this experience could understand what kind of creature such a humanoid is next.

No one knows when such a creature appeared or how it came about.

The former Dango of the species, from the time he was born, he only knew that he was a species.

The father is a species, the mother is also a species, and he is naturally a species.

One of the things that Sean is most curious about is that the only food that can be eaten is humans.

Other than that, the only thing you can eat is coffee.

"No wonder the old man in Fangcun would open a café with a freezer full of human flesh."

Continue to read and summarize, it is probably only three fragments, and the rest is just repeating the same life.

Eating, fleeing, and sleeping.

"What a boring life."

Coming out of the inner space, Sean looked out the window that was gradually getting brighter.

Opening the window, he sensed that the old man of Fangcun had returned, probably to replenish his sleep after a hard night's work.

With his hands on his chest, a cloudy ball emerged from his body.

After taking a closer look, Sean sighed.

Sure enough, people are not beautiful, and their souls are very ugly after death.

The soul struggled helplessly, but it couldn't break free from Sean's clenched hand.

"Since it's a distorted life, it's better to dissipate."

With one force, the soul was reduced to pieces and returned to this piece of heaven and earth.

"In the next life, I will probably be able to cast a good tire, if there is a prefecture."

Turning through the Book of Rubick, a new page is filled, and it will take some time before the ancient script is completed.