Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Little Match Selling Flowers
This time, the commission was placed in a house near the fence of the security zone.
As the saying goes, once raw and twice ripe.
Ye Fang was very familiar with the road this time, but when he came out, he unexpectedly saw two acquaintances.
Wei Yuanwu and Lin Di, the two of them were walking towards the church with some expectant expressions.
Although the Celestial Council is a church organization, it is closer to the name, except for major festivals, it is never open to ordinary people, and it does not accept any so-called donations.
And Wei Yuanwu and Wei Yuanwu appeared here at this time, there is only one possibility.
They also came to try the Hallows.
After silently blessing in his heart, Ye Fang spent two old coins to buy a freshly killed chicken, and spent two old coins to buy a long sword with rough workmanship, went straight to his goal, concocted it in the same way, quickly solved another human-faced mouse, and reported it to the commission.
At this time, there is no longer a rodent eradication task.
Ye Fang glanced at the other tasks of the ninth gear.
[Fourth Avenue Nightmare Request. 】
[Commissioned by the Lizardmen of Seventeenth Street.] 】
[Safe Zone Boundary Cemetery Yin Spirit Wandering Investigation Entrustment.] 】
The commission fees for these three infiltration events were all more than twenty old coins, and they seemed to be relatively low-risk among the many orders Ye Fang saw.
In fact, although it is classified as a danger level of nine gears, there are not many commissions, almost all of the seven gears and above are empty, and only the two two files of eight or nine have some commissions.
The scout commission has a commission fee of twenty-five old coins.
It's equivalent to killing two and a half human-faced rats.
Ye Fang's eyes flickered, but he didn't take off this wooden card, anyway, there are still two months before the next safe interval teleportation, and there is still time, wait if there is a killing commission such as a human face mouse.
Ye Fang returned the same way, he was a little curious about what his other classmates were doing, but he didn't have time to satisfy his curiosity, so he returned to his room and continued to learn and master the Ainos Secret Fire Technique.
Boring and repetitive.
The runes and spells of Ainos Secret Fire Technique can be memorized backwards, but the most difficult thing is to connect to the dead god Ainos, only by getting its response, the runes and spells can give birth to power.
As long as you successfully connect once, you can ensure the existence of the channel, of course, at the cost of "contacting" you and Ainos.
Judging from the records in that secret tome, it is not good to have a connection with anything other than the righteous gods.
However, as long as the secret fire technique is not successfully released, there is no need to worry about side effects, and you can try it frequently and repeatedly.
For the rest of the night and day, Ye Fang had been trying to learn the Ainos Secret Fire Technique, and only went out once to check if there was a new commission to deal with the human face rat.
To Ye Fang's disappointment, no.
It's not a game, the same missions don't refresh over and over again, the safe zone is a sanctuary for the gods, and there's no face rat that always crashes into it.
Ye Fang also specially asked the little nun about how long it would take for the infiltration of the face rat.
The little nun was a little confused by the extraordinary being's persistent desire to kill rats, but she still replied in a crisp voice: "Sometimes there are a lot of days, sometimes there may not be similar incidents for months, human-faced rats are only low-end dark creatures, and they are more likely to infiltrate the safe zone, but because of this, their living environment in Night City is also very poor, so they do not often pose a threat to the safe zone." ”
This made Ye Fang's brows furrow slightly, he noticed that the commission for the cemetery reconnaissance was still there, and he was a little hesitant to take it.
Or that nightmare commission, which doesn't look too hard to handle......
The commissioner is required to complete the commission within twelve hours, and if it is not completed or the unveiler dies, the commission will be re-attached after confirmation by the picket.
Ye Fang was not in a hurry to take these two commissions, and planned to wait a little longer, he left the Tianli Council complex, but when he walked into the building, he was vaguely aware of it, and turned his head to look at somewhere on the other side of the street.
There was a woman with a pale face and blood-red eyes staring at him.
Is that...... Bloodsucker?
Ye Fang glanced at her and quickly stepped into the darkness.
And tonight, after two days of repeated attempts, Ye Fang finally learned the Ainos Secret Fire Technique.
Accompanied by the complete runes and spells, Ye Fang, who was sitting in the corner of his room, spread out his palm, and in his palm, a little fire that looked very faint rose up, swaying like a firefly.
It looked faint, but Ye Fang knew that as long as he threw it out casually, this faint firelight would turn into a terrifying burst fireball, and if he clenched his palm, the technique would end, and this firelight would be directly extinguished in the palm of his hand.
Ye Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out the wordless book from the hidden place in the corner of the room.
Today was the day he agreed to go to Sophia's, although the time had not yet come, Ye Fang had nothing to do for the time being, so he planned to go over to see what the girl was doing first.
The heavy wordless book was opened, and Ye Fang's palm pressed on the first page.
Darkness is coming.
Ye Fang opened his eyes and quickly scanned his surroundings.
At this time, the sky of the Norton Empire was not yet dark, the setting sun was shrouded, and the world was a brilliant crimson.
Sophia was not at home, nor was she in the aristocratic quarters, it seemed to be an excuse in the noisy civilian quarters, and in front of her was a simple bicycle converted vending truck, on which there were not many flowers left, and there were many people around the outside of the float, men and women, mainly men, all looking at Sophia...... Or rather, Ye Fang.
And some men's eyes are obviously a little squinting.
What's going on?
A little girl selling flowers?
Ye Fangzheng was at a loss, and Sophia's somewhat panicked voice sounded in his head: "Mr. Invitee, you, you, you came an hour earlier than the agreed time, I'm selling flowers, can I ask you to ......?"
Ye Fang switched to the special interaction mode with interest, and exchanged his body to Sophia for her own control.
Sophia exhaled slightly and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Invitee." ”
And then Sophia began to answer the customers gathered in front of her cart.
Ye Fang did not leave, but watched this scene with interest in the "bystander".
Sophia has a very set of strategies for facing different people. In the face of women, she starts with romantic flower language to sell to each other; In the face of men who buy gifts for ladies, she uses her own case to sell; And for those young people who purely came to see her beauty, she carefully kept her distance, and just a perfect smile was enough to make the other party pay for it in a daze.
This aristocratic girl is also running for a living.
The Norton Empire is far richer and safer than the Night City, and there is room for the flower market.
Ye Fang finally knew what Sophia was doing with so many flowers in her room.
This is also an extraordinary ability to make money......
As the sunset gradually faded, the sky began to darken, and the three bright moons gradually became clear, Sophia finally sold most of her goods and planned to call it a day, wiping the sweat from her forehead, Sophia laughed softly, and was about to talk to Mr. Invitee, but suddenly noticed a figure.
It was a little girl about seven or eight years old, her clothes were full of patches and dirty, but her eyes were very bright, staring at the last bouquet of white roses in Sophia's sales car, and hesitantly took out a box of crumpled matches from her arms, and asked timidly: "Miss, I don't have any money, can I ...... Trade it for a flower? ”
Compared to her, Sophia was so beautiful and bright that she didn't even dare to look at Sophia, only looking at those white roses with a yearning face.
The corners of Ye Fang's mouth twitched a little, and he said in his heart: The little girl who sells matches?!