It's been a lot of disasters lately, first of all, I suffered strange things from the royal city, and I was called to the past without saying a word and was treated unfairly - I don't know what happened to those "brave people" now.

But this month's life is not bad - much better than in the "Life Reconstruction".

Although the facilities and conditions of China's prisons are very good now, and Du Didong thought it was quite good when he first moved in, once the novelty wore off, all that was left was the uneasiness of being controlled, the choking feeling of being wrapped in one hand—the horror of losing one's freedom and the boredom of not being fulfilled made people almost collapse.

I don't know what happened to the hotel in Wangcheng, but in the future, the cadres will be handed over to the lobbyist to manage Du Didong is still very relieved, although I don't know what the identity of the lobbyist is, but probably he is very eloquent, and the management knowledge is extremely sufficient.

The reason why Du Didong didn't keep too much of a record of these things was because he felt that these things seemed to be similar to his own world.

He didn't understand that the hotel queued up in turns, and booked in advance, which was something that didn't exist before.

There is also no record of his defeats in underground boxing matches, because those fights were so simple that Du Didong was not interested in any other than the final strangulation of the king.

Du Didong is still thinking about what to do with the strangled king in the end, although the strangled king may treat Du Didong as an enemy, but Du Didong treats him as a hero-a hero and a hero.

On the way here, except for the unpleasantness, there were no major incidents, Du Didong felt that it would probably be like this for a period of time in the future, he wanted to find Paul to see the situation, as the old saying goes, one hero and three gangs should be sure.

Du Didong touched the mink in his pocket, maybe the only thing in the world that can afford him is such a small animal, right?

Or maybe it was tricked into believing it to be true—it probably wasn't for some ulterior motives.

Or is it deliberately pretending to be stupid, but the city is actually very deep?

Duddon shook his head, and set out early in the morning, and by the time he arrived at the Eye of Odin, it was already dusk, and now he was about to go to dinner......

Du Didong felt as if he was tired, but he couldn't tell why he wasn't tired.

I just feel that there is a warm current in my lower abdomen that changes my body, so that my body warms up, and then I am no longer tired, and the only explanation that Du Didong can think of is that it is upgraded, and then just like in the game, the level rises and the blood blue returns to the full.

Du Didong planned to find a time to determine the level, because although he had obvious feelings of upgrading some time ago, he didn't know how many levels he was after all—although he remembered that the conclusion of the Kingdom Research Institute was "approximate level", but it was also accurate.

"By the way, mink, do you really think I can become the strongest in the world?"

"Why not?" "They always say that my profession is limited ......" Du Didong was a little indignant, how can people be born to distinguish between high and low, noble and low, just say? Du Didong was born poor back then, and in the end he was not better than the vast majority of rich second generations?

The little mink looked at Du Didong, who was placing his luggage: "What occupation do you come from?"

Du Didon almost didn't fall.

Boldly lying on the sidelines and looking at Du Didong as if looking at a strange person: "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I have a little pet. It was too boring to wait for the distribution. ”

Boldly looked: "Hey, this animal is very handsome, look at his snow-white and beautiful fur, streamlined and dynamic curves......"

Du Didong was stunned for a moment, he was bold and didn't hurt to death just now, how could he be alive now?

"He's more knowledgeable than you!" the little mink yelled at Du Didon, but Du Didong didn't reply, grabbed the little mink by the neck, and carried it to the big one.

Xiao Mink wanted to get bigger to clean up Du Didon, but he remembered the two big guys who fought before, and the sentence "Be careful to peel the skin and cramp and take it to refine the medicine".

But when the mink was caught bold, it noticed that something was wrong:

The smell on the bold body is particularly big!

"It's been a long time since you've taken a bath!" The little mink seemed to have forgotten that it couldn't speak, and when he saw it chirping, he reached out to fish: "Hey, this guy is quite violent!"

"Anyway, do you usually have trouble taking a shower?"

"What to bathe, it's so unhealthy!"

I'm so good, these guys are really more medieval, aren't they? I remember when the Mongols invaded the Central Plains, Qiu Chuji told them to bathe more!

"By the way, the whole barracks said that outsiders are very good at telling stories, is it true?"

"Sort of. Du Didong felt that it should not be a problem to talk about the novels of their world in another world.

"Then tell me one first!" the little mink crawled and crawled into Du Didon's collar.

"I'm a good man who does what he says, and he talks at night. Du Didong patted his chest, just in time to shoot the little mink, frightened Du Didong hurriedly checked, and found that the little guy was looking at him, unwilling to climb out.

Although he felt strange about Du Didon and the little mink talking to him, he didn't think much of it - even in our world, there are people talking to his pets a lot, not to mention the strange other worlds of pets.

Du Didong fell into deep thought again, and with one hand went to scoop up the copper coins in the package.

Money is really useful in this world - of course it is great all the time, but it is even more useful in such a world where the rule of law and rules are not sound.

"Brother, I see that your injury is a bit serious, why don't you buy something to make up for it?" Du Didong didn't know how many copper coins to give, so he handed over four copper coins according to their outsider subsidy.

"What are you doing, the leader just gave me a healing potion—ah, you don't seem to know, right, healing potions can restore traumatic injuries to the body......" The bold man explained something to Du Didong seriously, but he didn't seem to be able to get up yet.

"What kind of stories do you like to hear?" Du Didong felt that since he promised to do a good job, this courage seemed to be quite expected, Du Didong took out his notebook and looked at it, the stories recorded on it are definitely not good, since Paul is recorded on this, it means that the vast majority of people in this world are familiar with these stories.

Since you want to create a "useful" image of "storytelling", you must tell the story well, and if the story is not far from the story in the notebook, it will either be said to be plagiarism or it will be very boring.

The bold suddenly yearned: "Well, we like the stories of the brave adventures, the kind of life that experiences the wind and waves, and the feeling of wandering between heaven and earth is our pursuit!"