On the second day back to the fort, Tianyang got up early in the morning. With a verbal command, the smart housekeeper made the curtains open automatically to both sides, so the boy saw the sparse rain fall on the window, splashing a trail of meandering water.

The fort has entered the rainy season, and the rest of the season will be dominated by rainy weather.

Occasionally, there will be sunny times, but the time will be short, at most two or three days, and then it will return to the embrace of wind and rain.

Tianyang still remembers that when he lived in Xiacheng, every rainy season, the water level of the canal behind the shack would rise. Then the water would overflow the canal and invade the house where they lived.

At this time, Tianyang will work with his mother to fill the gaps in the shack with various things.

But even so, the ground will still be covered with a layer of water stains, which will bring a lot of inconvenience to life.

Compared to that time, living in an apartment in the upper city and enjoying all kinds of convenient services, life is much more comfortable than before.

Unfortunately, my mother will never be able to enjoy it.

With a slight sinking breath, Tianyang jumped out of bed and decided to go to the cemetery today to sweep the grave and report to the team building tomorrow.

The food maker made him a simple, but calorically good breakfast.

After eating, Tianyang took a shower and changed into the clothes he had worn before. When he opened the closet, he realized that maybe he should buy a few sets of casual clothes.

You can't wear a Nightkin uniform at any time and on any occasion, right?

When he went out, Tianyang casually brought the Akatsuki Battle Knife with him, and since the last infiltration incident, he didn't dare to be careless.

As for the death knell, the shape of that gun is too unique, and it is eye-catching to wear on the body, so it is better not to use it casually in the fortress.

Downstairs, the rain seemed to be much lighter, but the sound of the raindrops hitting the dome of the fortress was still amazing.

Tianyang left the apartment in a wheelbarrow and went to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers before heading to the cemetery.

Even on such a rainy day, when passing through the streets of the upper town, Tianyang can still see a procession of dozens of people. They held high banners demanding curtailment of the rights of the sublimators, shouting slogans loudly.

Even the sound of rain in the fortress dome could not hide their sounds. The procession was led by a few civilians, and the rest of the group were civilians.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all ordinary people.

In recent years, there have been more and more voices against the sublimation of those occupying most of the resources, and Tianyang has also heard about it. Today, however, it was the first time I saw the paradeers, and I was quite curious.

As he passed a community square, the boy saw a rally initiated by the Church of the Lord of War. In the square, there were several black-clad priests of the church, who were preaching the teachings to the inhabitants of the fortress.

Most of the fortress cities, including Optimus Castle, believe that they are the masters of war.

This church can be said to have a long history, rising hundreds of years ago and having countless believers.

It is rumored that a hundred years after the appearance of Kraftmen, there was once a great empire in the world. At that time, there was no such thing as a fortress city, and people were almost all under the rule of that empire.

Along with the empire, there is also a backlight cult that worships the culture of the Rebellion. That church later became the state religion of the empire, but the empire did not last long, and after a few decades it went from prosperity to decline.

After the disappearance of the empire, it caused a century of turmoil, and the Backlight Sect also fell apart.

It wasn't until a hundred years later that another church quietly appeared, and that was the Lord of War. This church, which has risen in turbulent times, is said to have been formerly known as the Backlight Church.

But no matter what, the Church of the War Lord has been passed down and has become one of the four major denominations in the world today.

"War is not about killing, it's about protecting. When you go to the battlefield, never forget what you are rushing to the battlefield for..."

In the square, a priest with his face hidden in his hood was preaching to the people.

Her voice is soft, but infectious, and she sounds like a lady.

The priestess raised her hand, drew a straight line between her eyebrows and her chest, and then clenched her fist and tapped her chest three times: "May the Lord of War protect you..."

As Tianyang passed, she looked up, and the young man saw a pair of determined black eyes.

The eyes of the two sides met together, and they staggered in an instant.

Tianyang was already far away from the community square, and after a while, the fortress cemetery arrived.

Probably because of the rain, the tomb rain looked very quiet, Tianyang carried the war knife behind him, and walked into the black gate of the cemetery with a bouquet of flowers.

Inside the door, the straight passage stretched forward, passing the dark solemn tomb plaques.

There are only a few vague figures in the cemetery, scattered in all corners.

It seems that when I came here, even the sound of the wind was extremely low, as if I was choking and whispering in the sky above the cemetery with heavy thoughts of the deceased.

Tianyang lowered his head, walked down the channel with a bouquet of flowers, and walked quickly to the location of his mother's tombstone.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and he hurriedly stopped, so as not to hit someone again like on the train.

Ding Qing saw that the person in front of him was actually someone he knew.

Wearing a dark stand-up collar long coat, gray hair is blown by the wind, and the nasolabial folds on the side of the mouth are obvious, but the eyes are still like young people.

Steady, elegant.

It is the tutor of Tianqing Academy, Liu Jinglin!

"Is that you? Teacher Liu, are you also here to sweep the grave? Tianyang's volume increased slightly, and in this silent occasion, the sound spread far away.

However, the other people in the cemetery were far away, and they couldn't hear what Tianyang was saying at all.

After being surprised, Liu Jinglin quickly returned to normal, with a polite smile on his face and responded: "Well, I came to visit a friend." Friends. ”

He paused before asking, "What about you?" ”

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Listen to what I'm talking about, of course I'm here to sweep the grave." ”

Tianyang nodded lightly: "My mother is buried here." ”

The expression on Liu Jinglin's face slowly became heavy: "I'm sorry. ”

Tianyang shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind. Then he went around to the side and lowered his head slightly: "Then I'll go first, Mr. Liu." I'll go to your class next time. ”

Liu Jinglin reciprocated with a gentle smile: "You are welcome to come to the lecture at any time, to be honest, people as young as you are usually not very interested in the civilization of the adverse world." ”

Tianyang said casually: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I wanted to learn the Reverse Realm script at first." It turned out that there was no such discipline, but I saw the history of your civilization, so just..."

"I see." Liu Jinglin's eyes moved, he reached into his pocket, and after a while, he took out a fountain pen, "This is for you as a souvenir, you can use it to practice writing." I'm referring, of course, to the contrarian text. ”

Tianyang looked at the fountain pen, it had a round belly and a deep tone, but the cap was decorated with silver patterns, which was very beautiful.

"It's... How can I..."

Tianyang liked this pen at first sight, but he didn't dare to accept it because he was not related to Liu Jinglin.

In particular, his mother Nan Fei taught him since he was a child that he couldn't accept gifts from others by the way, so he was even more hesitant.

Liu Jinglin smiled and inserted the pen into Tianyang's jacket pocket: "Don't take anything that is not worth a few dollars, don't take it to heart." Also, if you want to learn the Reverse Script, come to the academy and find me when you have time, and I will teach you. ”

"That's great, thank you, Mr. Liu." Tianyang is sincerely grateful.

Although Lao Xu borrowed a book on the text of the Reverse Realm to him, if he could get the guidance of a mentor like Liu Jinglin, he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"You're welcome, let's go, goodbye."

Liu Jinglin patted his arm lightly and turned away.

Tianyang glanced at the pen in his pocket, full of joy, and even his pace was a little brisker.

........

When he came out of the cemetery, the communicator received two text messages.

The first is the notice of reward issuance.

You receive a notification that the mission reward has been issued. '

'Bonus Item: Jewel Town Defense. '

'Reward content: Contribution point reward. '

'Contribution points: 500 points for removing interference signals, killing 300 points for disruptors, assisting in the defense of the camp for 500 points, and submitting 500 points for [Disruptors] report, for a total of 1800 contribution points. '

'All rewards have been distributed, please pay attention to check. '

1800 points!

It's not a lot, but it's not a small amount. At least before Tianyang went to Gem Town, he didn't expect to earn some contribution points by the way.

With the addition of this contribution point, Tianyang now has 6,420 remaining contribution points on hand, which is not counting the 2,000 points lent to Yan Bing.

If his mother is still around, maybe he will use this contribution to order a small shop for his mother to pass the time.

But now that his mother is gone, Tianyang hasn't figured out how to use it, so he just put it aside.

Looking at another text message, it was sent by Yan Bing: Sir, are you back?

Tianyang told him that he was back, so he walked to his locomotive, but Yan Bing quickly replied: Sir, do you have time at night? I've had surgery and would like to treat you to a drink in the evening.

Tianyang smiled, readily agreed, set a time and place with Yan Bing, and left the cemetery.

Nighthawk Bar.

This is a bar located on Amber Street in Uptown, arguably the busiest street in Uptown, with a variety of shopping malls and entertainment venues like the Nighthawk Bar.

Tianyang came to the door of this bar and looked up to see a sculpture of an eagle with wings spread above the door.

When the boy was about to enter, a bar security guard stopped him: "I'm sorry, we can't bring weapons here." ”

His gaze clearly fell on the Akatsuki battle sword behind Tianyang.

Tianyang took out his identity card, and after identifying his identity, the security guard's attitude changed 180 degrees: "It turned out to be the commander of the Night Stalker, please come in, please come in." ”

In the bar, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol and perfume.

Tianyang is no stranger to this taste. Kaidi's volcanic bar, he didn't frequent, he had long been accustomed to this strange smell.

Tianyang looked around, searching for the figure of Yan Bing, and soon found that the non-commissioned officer was at the bar not far in front.

Next to the bar, four or five men were sitting or standing, talking to a beautiful bartender behind the bar.

One of them, a handsome-looking man with a flamboyant expression in his thirties, grabbed a glass of wine and handed it to the bartender.

At this time, Yan Bing stood up, smiled on his face, said something to the man, and took the wine and drank it clean.

Unexpectedly, the man's face fell, and he suddenly kicked Yan Bing's stomach. At the screams of the bartender behind the bar, Yan Bing fell to the ground and spit out the wine he had drunk.

Seeing this scene, Tianyang's originally peaceful face gradually became gloomy.......