It's still the familiar Iron Horn Alley, or the familiar smell of ale.

The Green Forest Mercenary Regiment returned to the "Sparrow" hotel in large bags, and the old finch still asked for a glass of ale wine each, and then asked in a low voice: "Road, did you get any good things this time?" ”

Lu smiled honestly: "The old place, I'll come when I clean it up." ”

After a while, Lu and Duchamp each came downstairs carrying a large leather bag taller than a man.

When the old finch saw the color of the goods in the leather bag, his eyes were about to pop out!

Each of the two leather bags contained an ice-covered burrower. When spread out, it is 15 sub-moments long.

The old finch pinched the skin of the digging insect with his hand, and it was wet and full of elasticity, as fresh as if it had just been hunted.

After a long time, the old man let out a burst of wild laughter: "Okay, good, this thing will definitely sell for a lot of money." ”

The regulars of the "Sparrow" hotel heard the duck-like laughter of the old finch and knew that the old man had received good goods at a low price again.

Coming out of the warehouse of the old sparrow, Lu and Duchamp each had 10,000 meters more on their bodies. Lu took the rest of the mercenary group and went to the little blacksmith again to replenish his weapons. Lu went to the commercial center of the city, which the mercenary members had never been to.

"Pvenness, it's a small city!" Duchamp stood in the central square of the commercial street, looking around. There are no general department stores or large guide stores. Although 45 years have passed since the Guiding Power Revolution, it is still a distant legend for ordinary people in the city, and other common guiding devices have not yet become popular, except for the guiding lights in every household.

The world is in the era of scientific explosion, and the power that can be automatically filled has brought about a vigorous industrial revolution, as well as the envy of the earthlings of the 'perpetual power', however, for this world where monsters are rampant, the main achievements of the guide revolution have been used to strengthen the military industry and munitions, and the civilian use of the guide has been seriously neglected.

For Duchamp, the most unaccustomed thing is the lack of entertainment facilities, such as television, radio, the Internet and movies, which are everywhere on the planet, and which remain in the theoretical monographs of experts. Every time Duchamp thought of it, he couldn't help but complain: "It's really unscientific!" ”

Duchamp casually chose a ready-to-wear store and walked in, the shopping guide's eyes were very sharp, knowing that this was a mercenary that could be seen everywhere in the city, and quickly and enthusiastically picked up an adventure jacket and recommended: "Hello, the counters here are all kinds of field clothing, comfortable and concise, and it does not affect the battle, which is the most suitable for a brave man like you." ”

Duchamp glanced at the shopping guide: "What I want to see is a men's formal dress!" ”

Formal dresses! It turned out to be a big shot. The shopping guide hurriedly took out the best dresses in the store and asked Duchamp to try them on one by one. In Duchamp's view, the fashion of this world is really too flashy and fancy, he chose the most simple black dress in the store, ordered to remove the extra white lace in the neckline, and bought matching shirts and shoes, and the boss gave additional socks and collar flowers.

After putting on his formal suit, Duchamp looked at himself in the dressing mirror carefully.

The image of the man in the mirror is completely different from before Duchamp's crossing. The young man in front of him was straight, with a straight nose, a sharp light flashing in his green pupils, and a somewhat pale complexion, with an indescribable mystery and noble temperament, which even Duchamp himself looked extremely strange.

The space-time courier did not recreate Duchamp's "live" body for him, which was constructed to match the soul perfectly. As for the details of hair color and skin color, the space-time courier didn't bother to care about it, and used the most resource-saving choice.

If he asks Duchamp's opinion, Duchamp will definitely point out, even if nothing else, this silver hair must change color, isn't this a flag for himself!

Duchamp was dissatisfied, but the shopping guide's eyes were full of small stars. In this rude city, there are dirty and rude men walking around every day, who has never seen a young nobleman with such a noble complexion.

In the admiration of the opposite sex, Duchamp accepted the dress with satisfaction.

Before going out, Duchamp's mouth cannon talent was unconsciously launched, and he began to bargain with the boss. He had an idea and made up a story about a poor child who was finally admitted to a certain college after studying hard in the cold window, so that the boss listened to it and willingly gave a big discount, and won a full set of fashions with 7,000 meters, including leather shoes, and a white handkerchief given by the boss.

If you don't bargain, you can't do it, according to the original price, there will be nothing left in my brother's pocket. Duchamp lamented in his heart that there was not enough money to spend, and walked towards today's true destination.

Although Pvenis is small, according to the government's plan, it also has a municipal library, and it is open to the public.

In a city full of guns and bullets, the job of a librarian couldn't be easier.

Duchamp came here to replenish his knowledge.

"To apply for a library card, you need to bring an imperial citizenship card and 100 milas, and it takes 2 mila for each book you borrow." The librarian said.

Duchamp listened to the bitterness in his heart, where did he get his identity certificate. Suddenly, he had an idea and said, "I'm just staying here temporarily, and it's not cost-effective to apply for a long-term library card. ”

"Of course you can, but you need to pay 5 meters a day to read books here, and the library closes at 5 p.m., so you can flip through the books on the open shelves until then."

Duchamp happily handed over a five-meter slot, walked to the shelves, and began to flip through the books.

"Guiding Revolution", "Midnight Strange Tales", "1000 Common Senses Adventurers Must Know", "Witches in the Forest", "Noble Food", "Erebonia Home Cooking", "The Joy of Fishing", "Persona of the Eastern Continent", "Imperial Times", "Flora of the Continent", ......

The librarian was idle, glancing at the only reader in the library. I saw that every time he carried a stack of books from the nearest bookshelf to his seat, he quickly turned over the pages one by one, and every three minutes he could turn over a book, and then turn another book again.

"What a strange and suspicious behavior!" The librarian sighed.

By 5 p.m., when the library closed, Duchamp had already flipped through hundreds of books. After the player's system was upgraded, the data processing system was greatly enhanced, and these books were "scanned" into his mind.

However, it was very mentally laborious to do so, and Duchamp felt exhausted from doing such a simple and boring task for hours on end. After leaving the library, he lazily walked down the street, shop after shop, with his hands on his back, relaxing and adding some information on prices.

Thanks to this costume, one by one, the guys in the shop sent off the young man who had asked him in detail about everything in the store, but did not buy anything.

Maybe it's a nobleman with a quirk, but it's better not to be offended anyway. The shopkeeper muttered behind Duchamp.

When Duchamp walked into the "Sparrow" hotel with such a special lazy temperament, wearing a luxurious formal suit, and with his hands behind his back, he didn't even recognize the old sparrow.

He rushed out from behind the counter and said with a flattering face: "It's really brilliant for a noble young master like you to come to a small shop like ours. However, although the façade of this hotel is not eye-catching, there are also luxurious suites on the top floor, so you can be satisfied. ”

Duchamp listened to such a long pitch with a look of enjoyment, and said lazily: "No need, Young Master Ben has a luxurious Chase shop on the second floor." ”

After listening to this, the old finch looked at Duchamp for a long time, and said with a surprised face: "You, you, you!" ”

Duchamp interrupted the old man's words: "What you, you, okay, you can rest behind the old counter, this young master is going back to the room to sleep." ”

The old man smiled all over his face: "Don't worry, I'll invite you to have a drink." ”

Duchamp pulled the collar flower: "Is there anyone who drinks ale in formal clothes?" ”

The old family sparrow hurriedly smiled: "It's not an ale wine, it's a red wine that I have treasured for many years, and it is definitely a limited edition Minas Star of 1182." ”