Chapter 209: Poetry and Distance
"Your identity: Piper"
Chen Fan took a sharp breath of cool air, and after repeatedly confirming that he had heard correctly, he slowly lifted a breath from his abdomen and scolded: "Horse rider, you play with me, how can I win..."
"The piper, who longs for poetry and distant places, returns to the village on a silent night because he is dissatisfied with the so-called exile referendum of the villagers, and carries out a ..... of revenge"
"The poetry and distance of going to the horse, can you change your identity."
Chen Fan was not interested in listening to the system's introduction to the character background of the piper, so he kicked his feet angrily, and he didn't know what he kicked on his toes, and when he thought that this machine was worth a lot, he was so frightened that he retracted his feet again.
"Player Info: ......"
Chen Fan stared at the news that swept in front of him like a barrage, paying attention to the places that needed attention, but it didn't seem to be haunted by a great god whose name could be named.
"Maybe it's all on the other side, ouch, it's really a pity, why did you give me this identity...."Chen Fan beat his chest and paused.
"It's him again, this guy, hehe, see if I don't kill you."
Yesterday's pit daddy hidden wolf, the little pink stupid pig who guarded Athena, is in the same game as himself today.
"You're not your own person at all, and it's the end of your time to be able to mix up now." Chen Fan made up his mind that even if he couldn't win, he couldn't let this kind of person win.
"Alright, players can move freely, and there will be NPCs to take you to the game point."
The sound of the radio sounded again in the shell, a slight difference from the previous one, this time the sound source seemed to be a little more remote.
"Where's the top handle of the eggshell, anyway, how would I get out?" Chen Fan raised his hand and touched it randomly, but he didn't touch anything, so he stood up straight curiously and found that the whole person could walk out directly.
"Wasn't I in the hatching egg before? Is this image a virtual reality simulated, or is it a mirror image of a holographic projection in my consciousness? β
Chen Fan tried to take two steps, but still did not encounter any obstacles, the wind blew, the yellow sand was dusty, and Chen Fan choked his nose.
"Phew~Phew, it's more realistic than the Caribbean seasickness, it's okay to spit here, will it stain the machine or something...."Chen Fan stepped on his feet and rubbed back and forth on the ground, rubbing the phlegm stains as much as possible.
"Hey, who's that, what are you doing?"
Chen Fan turned around, and there were two more big men behind him, iron helmets with horns, bronzed skin covered in olive oil, tight and strong chest muscles, standard equipment with a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and a pair of wooden slippers that rattled.
With this dress, the first thing Chen Fan thought of was the three hundred warriors of Sparta.
"Big brother, if you have something to say, am I not just spitting? Don't get in the way. Chen Fan squeezed out a smile and flattered.
The two soldiers did not appreciate it, and said sternly: "Your actions have affected the appearance of the city, and according to Roman law, you will now be deprived of your citizenship." β
"Wow~ I just spitted, as for ..."Before Chen Fan finished speaking, a thick hemp rope was put on his body, and the two soldiers neatly tied the person and carried it back like a coffin.
Passing by the market, the actions of the soldiers did not cause much commotion in the bustling crowd, and most of the Roman citizens, seeing this, only consciously moved out of the way, not even interested in looking at it more.
Only a few ignorant children followed him all the way, but under the scolding of the adults, they also quickly dispersed.
"The rope is a little tight, can you loosen it for me." Chen Fan tilted his head and said to the soldier who was carrying the person.
"As far as you talk nonsense, you are now a slave, and you are not qualified to talk about anything else, be honest with me."
A heavy blow of iron fist slammed into Chen Fan's backbone, and the heart-rending scream even drowned out the sound of killing animals in the market.
"Wow, kickβwow!"
Chen Fan was imprisoned in a cold dungeon, the two soldiers were very rude, and when they arrived at the destination, they directly shook their hands and threw Chen Fan on the ground like throwing a courier.
"Honestly, someone will judge you tomorrow." The leading soldier left a sentence and closed the door.
"This shouldn't be the ancient Roman version of the Republic of China patrol room, the experience is really unusual and torturous...."Chen Fan complained twice, and found that he was still tied up and couldn't move.
"Mom, I'm not going to wait until the game starts....." Chen Fan tossed twice, but the hemp rope in his hand showed no signs of loosening.
"Can you barrage for help, didn't you say that someone watched the live broadcast?" Thinking that there was still this road, Chen Fan shouted: "Is there anyone in the barrage?" Tell me how to untie my hands when they are tied behind their backs. β
There was a deathly silence, and after waiting for a few more moments, there was still no response.
"Didn't anyone watch the final? I don't believe it...."
This new device didn't know how to temporarily disconnect the connection, Chen Fan'er was sweating at the roots, and there was no progress at all.
"Hey, shouldn't this game be cold, or is it another all-star show, and everyone went over there to watch the game...."Chen Fan gave up the last resistance and tried to comfort himself.
"Young man, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Chen Fan raised his head, and a kind greeting came from the depths of the end where the light could not extend.
"Can you help me untie the rope..."No matter who came, Chen Fan had no choice but to regard it as a lifesaver.
The old man came out of the darkness, and although his expression was a little decadent, his steps were steady, and his steps were very strong, and every step was accompanied by the sound of chains of bells.
"Young people who yearn for poetry and distant places, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Chen Fan looked at it, the man had a messy hairstyle and beard, the texture was very similar to the cream smeared on a birthday cake, and there seemed to be some profound truth hidden in his wise eyes, which made it impossible to bypass his eyes.
"My name is Archimedes, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The old man bowed slightly, with an iron lock ring hanging from his ankle, followed by a solid iron ball.
Chen Fan was stunned, wasn't Archimedes killed by soldiers when he was solving geometry problems... How did it end up in a prison in Rome.
"Can you help me untie the rope?" Chen Fan still asked about the question he was most concerned about.
Archimedes nodded and said, "Of course, but can you please help me solve a few geometry problems?" β
"Okay, you can help me untie the rope first." Chen Fan agreed, after all, it was the difficulty of mathematics in the 3rd century BC, and he was still sure that he could fool the past.
"No, no, no, you help me solve the problem first. I'll help you loosen the rope again. Archimedes smiled and bargained with Chen Fan.
"What? Can't you untie the rope first and then solve the problem? Am I not the young man who yearns for poetry and distance? The young man who has been admired for a long time has no treatment at all? Chen Fan was speechless at Archimedes' request.
"I don't mean anything else, I'm just afraid that the topic is too difficult for you to solve." Archimedes told the truth.
Chen Fan: "I..."