Chapter 21: The Age of Barbarism 3 (A pound of white radish for the alliance leader)
Tonight's thinking is not very clear.
It wasn't until the cold wind blew for a while, and when he returned to Old Bob's inn, that he really came to his senses, and he felt like he was just a little impulsive.
At the door of the inn sat the young man, carrying a beer bottle and playing with a dagger in his hand, and nodded slightly when he saw Su Ziyu. This is a very powerful man, with a thick layer of calluses on his hands, during the day is old Bob looking at the store, and at night it is replaced by him, people look a little cold, but it does not give people a sense of danger, he knows how to restrain his edge. The people here each controlled a property in the camp, so there was no need to go out and scavenge for waste, and old Bob should have a high status, and he had a lot of prestige among these white people.
When he entered, Su Ziyu saw another resident, mixed-race, male, yellowish in complexion, unable to guess the way, but looking very imposing, feeling like a soldier.
Because he has a straight face, looks meticulous, and has a faint murderous aura on his body.
The other party glanced at Su Ziyu and went upstairs, Su Ziyu noticed that his waist was bulging, and it seemed that it was not a firearm, but a grenade, but he couldn't be sure, because he only guessed it based on his appearance. This man lives in the next room to Su Ziyu, and he should have only come here today.
He didn't feel much sleepiness when he got back to his room.
Su Ziyu connected his consciousness to the strange golden hourglass, and then his spirit gradually sank into the huge data stream, which is a good way to sleep, looking at the code makes him want to sleep, as long as he observes it, he will feel a trace of sleepiness. Although Su Ziyu memorized the strange twenty-seven characters, he could not understand their meaning at all, and could only be sure that they came from some extremely advanced civilization.
"Name: Suziyu."
"Race: Human [Divine Creature]."
"Creature Class: Second Order."
"Ability: White Crow Swordsmanship LV1, Gun Mastery LV0 (Not Beginner), Time Acceleration LV3 (Psionic Energy)."
"Traits: Constitution Enhancement LV6, Agility Enhancement LV1."
"Source Force: 0."
"Divinity: 0."
When he first arrived in this world, Su Ziyu obtained the characteristic of agility enhancement LV1, which should refer to the ability of the passive class, and the hourglass of time will strengthen him to a certain extent, and the principle is not yet clear. I just got a new ability [Gun Mastery] today, but because I only practiced for one day to LV0, it means that I haven't started yet. In the past, it was difficult to get in touch with firearms in the environment where he lived, but he would play with bows and arrows a few times when he was bored, and if he could, Su Ziyu wanted to practice his firearms skills a little in this world.
Nothing was said all night.
It looks like there was another fight outside last night.
Su Ziyu got up a little late, and he didn't know what was going on yesterday, he was a little impulsive, and he didn't act like his usual style. Most of the money obtained from the marauders was given to that man, and Su Ziyu now had a few hundred yuan left in his hand, which was not enough for the next period of consumption. If he hadn't given the man money, Su Ziyu could have stayed in the hotel until the end of this time-travel, but now he had to find a way to get some money, unless he was willing to live on the streets and eat those cheap roast rat meat every day.
But let's say I regret it.
In fact, Su Ziyu didn't regret it in his heart, but he couldn't understand why he slapped that man at that time, this was not his style of acting.
He felt that he might have suppressed some emotions inside him, and then exploded in that circumstance last night.
When he went out, he saw the man again.
The other party seemed to have not slept all night, his eyes were red and bloodshot, he had been waiting here for a while, and after seeing Su Ziyu, he walked over quickly, bowed his head slightly and said, "Thank you." ”
"You've thanked you yesterday." Su Ziyu looked at him and asked, "Are you okay?" ”
"Hmm." The man nodded with a grateful face, and then said sincerely: "I will find a way to return the money to you as soon as possible." ”
Su Ziyu smiled when he heard this.
The purchasing power of money in this era is still very strong, not to mention whether he can make so much money in a short period of time, even if he makes so much money, Su Ziyu may have left at that time.
"What's wrong?" Pasha's voice rang out from behind her.
She took a few steps forward, separating Su Ziyu from the man, her eyes were vigilant, and she looked him up and down with a slightly cold expression.
"It's fine." Su Ziyu patted her shoulder and said to the man in front of her, "Go back and take care of them." As long as people live, there is hope. ”
The man bowed deeply to Su Ziyu, then turned to leave.
"What's going on?" Pasha's voice was tinged with concern.
Su Ziyu casually talked about last night's incident, there is nothing to hide about this kind of thing, he himself used to be extremely helpless, if someone hadn't pulled him, he didn't know what he would have become in the end. Maybe it was the silent crying of the man last night that touched him, he remembered that he was still in school, it was snowing lightly that day, he walked out of the station with a suitcase, and then saw a man with a weathery face, a pair of hands covered with dry calluses and chilblains, he sat next to the rickshaw, the wind and snow sprinkled all over his rickety body, not tall, even a little thin, he was alone nibbling on the cold steamed buns, eating and eating The man suddenly cried, without any sound, just like this while crying and gnawing on the steamed buns, After gnawing, he clapped his hands and got up, wiping a handful of tears with his dirty sleeves.
And then he went to work.
He still remembered this scene, it was very unremarkable, and even many travelers who came and went next to him didn't notice it, but he looked at the man's back and was stunned for a long time. There are not many traces of his father in the life trajectory of Su Ziyu's growth, and it took him a long time to understand how he should live like a man.
It's not easy to live like a man.
Pasha has been listening quietly, her eyes are staring at the Su Ziyu in front of her, her expression has not changed much, but her eyes are getting brighter and brighter, she reached out and shook the palm of Su Ziyu, greeted the rising sun, and smiled: "Let's go." ”
"I brought you a lot of bullets."
There was a smell of sunshine on this man's body.
It was the breath of civilization.
It was warm.
She was born in a post-apocalyptic world, and even if she has come into contact with the people who came out of the shelter, those people have already been assimilated into one appearance by this era, and even she herself has succumbed to this era and gradually lived into the appearance she once hated.
She was glad that she had met Su Ziyu at this time, shortly after he had left the Vault, before he had yet to be assimilated into this era.
If there's anything she wants to say to Su Ziyu.
That sentence is - don't forget the original intention.
………………
Finally opened a new book.
What should I say?
When I was young, my hormones exploded, and my mind was full of women, happy and vengeful, decisive in killing, and it was not until I was approaching thirty that I learned that life needed to stop and think, and I felt that what I wrote had a little taste. has been oscillating between ideals and reality, and at one point almost gave in, but finally stubbornly got up.
I didn't live the way I wanted, but fortunately, I lived like I didn't regret.
This book is the culmination of my accumulation over the years, and many of the creative settings that I have abandoned will appear as independent worlds.
I hope to write the kind of words I want.
If it doesn't work out.
So ten years later, let's change our posture and do it again.
Hahaha.
At the age of thirty, entering middle age, I finally dare not be cheeky enough to say that I am a teenager and that I will always be eighteen years old.
To all of you!
To youth!
- Love your Futuzi.