Returning from the clubhouse, Lin Sheng still took the bus.

Although I have money in my pocket, the habits I developed before are still not easy to change. It's like he only planned to keep a low profile for two years at the beginning, but it turned out that he was low-key for a long time, and now it has become a habit....

"To put it bluntly, I'm still lazy. ”

Standing in the cold wind, Lin Sheng looked back at the white bus that was swaying away slowly. Tightening his collar, he slowly walked down the blind alley in front of the shop.

There are not many people on the street, there are no snacks in the neighborhood here, and the nightlife is quite deserted.

Lin Sheng rushed back while recalling his previous fight with Russell.

"Actually, I almost always finish the other side without drawing my sword..... In the remnants of the mercenary's instinctive memory, he was simply not too good at this kind of sudden melee attack. ”

"With the metal sword butt and accurate judgment, you can instantly knock away the opponent's attack. This kind of technique should actually be counted in hand-to-hand combat. ”

"It's a pity that my physical strength is still a little weaker, otherwise I wouldn't have needed to use my strength to fight back to win. ”

He practiced with Russell before, and the reason why he was able to easily throw it away was not because he used his own strength, but because he borrowed Russell's own pounce.

This is also a move in the mercenary's memory instinct. When facing opponents who are much more powerful than you, this type of move is a must.

"In general, this is to use the hardness and material of the sword itself as a lever principle, borrowing the opponent's strength.

Theoretically, the stronger the opponent, the deeper the damage. The premise is that the material of the sword body is hard enough. ”

Lin Sheng recalled the previous fights, and had a deeper understanding of this kind of skill in his heart.

If Ravel's memory fragment gave him a basic trick, then the mercenary's memory fragment enriched his other combat experience.

It's not much, but in Ravel's environment, maybe not even an apprentice. But dealing with a Russell is not a problem at all.

The guy said he had been trained, but in fact he was a chick that had never seen blood.

Walking in along the spacious gate of the community, Lin Sheng walked all the way to the entrance of his own building.

I don't know who scattered a stack of advertising leaflets on the ground at the staircase, and scattered them all over the ground.

There is a photo of a beautiful woman I don't know printed on it, and the following line reads: Heavy money for children....

Lin Sheng kicked away a leaflet that had been blown up by the wind and walked upstairs slowly.

The lights in the stairwell are broken again.

He took three steps and reached the third floor in a few clicks.

The security door of the house is open, and Daddy Lin Nian is moving goods out, all of which are snacks and snacks filled with burlap bags.

A few large pockets were piled up in front of the house, and there was not even a place to stay.

"Just take a hand and move downstairs. Lin Nian saw Lin Sheng coming, and hurriedly shouted.

"Yes. ”

The two fathers and sons worked together, and the speed was much faster, and more than ten bags of things were transported downstairs in three times and five divided by two.

Lin Annian went to drive his small tricycle over and carried the goods onto the car.

"Alright, you go to sleep, I'll send it over." People are in a hurry. Lin Nian stuffed a roll of money into Lin Sheng's hand.

"Your homeroom teacher called and said that he wanted to make up the class, and he talked about the key question types of the college entrance examination, which is the make-up class fee.

And your pocket money for the next few days. Don't ask your sister if she wants, it's not easy for her to be outside alone. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and without waiting for Lin Sheng to reply, he rode on the tricycle and staggered away.

Lin Sheng watched his father get farther and farther away in the night until he couldn't see it.

He looked down at the roll of money in his hand, one for one hundred and two for twenty. The money was pinched a little crumpled, and there was a little bit of daddy's sweat.

Life is like this, in addition to the small shop, Lin Nian occasionally encounters helping others order large orders.

There are not a few times when he goes out to deliver goods in the evening, and he can earn twenty or thirty dollars a trip, which is hard money.

After a silence, Lin Sheng turned around and returned to the third floor, pushed the door and entered the house.

Change into slippers, wash routinely, change into pajamas, and drink a glass of water before bed.

Finally, he lay down quietly on the bed in the bedroom.

Lying on his back on the bed, he thought a lot for a while.

"It's really going to improve my life. ”

After a long time, Lin Sheng sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

.........

.........

Call!

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lin Sheng felt a chill rush to his head.

He instinctively rolled and rolled to the left to avoid it.

Burst!!

A black sword slammed down on where he had just stood, smashing the ground into a small pit of dirt.

The owner of the black sword is a rotten swordsman with a bloated body.

He was pulling his sword out of the ground, turning around and rushing towards Lin Sheng again.

In the cold wind, the rotten swordsman was completely black, and only a black shadow rushed towards Lin Sheng.

"Come back!"

Lin Sheng couldn't see the figure clearly at all, so he could only roll over again to avoid it, and then get up and run away.

Before, there was still a little moonlight outside, but this time I came in, and even the moonlight was gone.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

"You have to find a light source first!"

Lin Shengshen ran wildly all the way with one shallow foot. He didn't dare to stop at all, for fear that after stopping, some monsters would emerge around him.

He didn't want to die again inexplicably, after all, after dying once, it would take a few days of mental breakdown to recover.

I don't know how far I ran. There was no sound behind him.

Suddenly, Lin Sheng tripped over a stone under his feet, and he stumbled and almost fell.

The sky finally began to shine.

The moonlight slowly emerged from behind the black clouds.

Lin Sheng gasped and stopped, carefully discerning the surroundings.

Ahead is tall and gray, and there are gray walls as far as the eye can see.

The walls circled the town, like rotten white cheese, full of tattered holes.

Lin Sheng took a few steps forward, and his current position was only a few meters away from the city wall.

"I actually ran here in one go.... This is Black Feather City?"

He reached out and touched the gray and white walls that were close at hand.

Unlike what it looks on the surface, the walls are made of extremely hard material, and some sharp places even give him a metallic touch.

"It's getting more and more real, this dream...."

Lin Sheng's heart sank slightly, in fact, at this point, he already had some doubts, was he really dreaming?

Retracting his hand, he slowly clenched his black sword and walked through the doorway of the main entrance of the city wall.

The doorway more than three meters high was cold and deadly silent, and cold winds kept pouring in from behind.

Lin Sheng couldn't help but shrink his neck, trying to avoid heat loss.

Passing through the doorway, inside is a decaying gray block.

There are also scattered horse-drawn carriages in the streets. Some small black fragments of unknown ones were blown around by the wind from time to time.

The dilapidated shops and residential areas creaked in the wind, as if they could collapse at any moment.

Lin Sheng looked up into the distance.

It was gray.

The depths of Black Feather City were still submerged in a fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Not a single living thing?" Lin Sheng was vigilant at all times.

He didn't believe that such a big city would be free of any monsters.

Carrying the black sword, he searched left and right, and soon found a direction sign on the right side of the doorway.

The black metal signage has a total of five directions.

The text in three of these directions has been completely blurred and cannot be read clearly. The remaining two were barely recognizable.

"Els Square?"

Lin Sheng recognized the words in these two directions.