"Rael. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" walked out of the gate of the church school, Qian Ning looked up at the sun in the sky outside, and estimated in his heart that it would be three or four o'clock in the afternoon. He stood at the door for a while, thinking about what he was going to do, when a voice outside the school gate suddenly stopped him.

A female voice. He lifted his head, which had been lowered, and looked at the source of the voice not far from the tree below, a girl in an old ragged dress. She looked at the boy standing in the doorway, a little surprise on her face.

"Chrissy. Channing opened his mouth, as if instinctively knowing the girl's name. Standing straight, he glanced at the little girl with a dirty face, and the other person looked at him suspiciously for a few times and nodded.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you for a few days, and I feel like you've changed so much. The blonde girl asked, looking at Rael, who had no words, and took a few steps in front of the boy with a small garlic nose, and suddenly there was a whistling of the students who were leaving school. There was no rebuttal, and the girl had apparently become accustomed to it.

There was a faint tightness in his heart, but Qian Ning didn't show it on the surface, and took half a step back in the direction of the girl. He already knew from Rael's memories what he was going to do. "I didn't expect your school to end earlier than ours. ”

Changing the topic calmly, the girl in front of him didn't have much suspicion. The two walked toward a tavern in a residential neighborhood a few blocks away. In the past, Rael used to go to the tavern with the girl in front of him in the afternoon to help out. Because in addition to a free dinner, the main thing is to be able to earn some small money to subsidize the family.

"It's a good idea to learn more about the world. "I thought silently.

"That's because the school just happened to have a martial arts qualifier today. The girl walked forward, her eyes full of inexplicable yearning for the so-called martial arts qualifier. But when I thought of my poor learning talent, my eyes suddenly dimmed again. "So that's why I made friends with Rael. ”

Turning her head to look at the young man walking forward, she didn't know what he was thinking, but Chrissy followed.

Walking along the street, which was somewhat old compared to his own world, Channing calmly walked forward, and several vehicles on the street drove past the two of them. The young man glanced at this transportation machine, which was obviously rare on the street, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes. Although Rael had seen these in his memory, it was another thing to actually see them.

"It's kind of like a classic car. He commented in his heart, watching the few machines that were not too rare in the city fly away from his face.

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"Hey, waiter, refresh the wine. In the tavern, a strong man sitting at a wooden round table shouted to the thin young man who was coming and going with a tray. Let Channing, who was dressed in a somewhat loose service dress, stop.

"Good. Qian Ning nodded, took two bottles of liquor with the word "spirits" from the side of the bar, and handed them to the table of the man with the tattoo on his arm, and then put the money into a special pocket in his clothes. The action is indescribable.

Carrying wine or food from table to table, he pricked up his ears and calmly listened to the rumors of the streets and alleys or the jokes after tea and dinner.

A few more wine tables were delivered, and Channing calmly handed the money to a cashier bartender behind the bar. Not much discouraged, he patiently listened to some of the daily life from the mouths of those drinkers, and analyzed what kind of world he was in.

At least for now, it's much better than my own apocalyptic world. Now, he's more interested in learning more about the technological level of the world, as well as some other hidden things.

"Rael, there's a table over there that asks for wine. The black-bearded bartender on the side of the bar wanted to reach out and push this somewhat distracted kid, who knew that the young man who was still in a daze just now suddenly turned his head to look at him. The reaction was frighteningly fast.

Instinctively awakened from his contemplation, Qian Ning nodded, looked at the bartender who was frightened by his sudden alert subconscious movements and took two steps back, and nodded expressionlessly. "Oh. ”

"Your wine, sir. He skillfully put down the two bottles of wine and took the money from the wine table. Channing listened to the conversation between the two at the log table, and instinctively slowed down the pace of his departure.

"As I said, this business will never be lost. At the table in the corner of the tavern, a man opened a bottle of wine and said confidently to a man in a cap next to him. The man pushed the bottle of wine in front of the guy sitting across from him, and a slanted scar on his face looked hideous in the dim light of the tavern.

"Reason. Pouring a glass of wine into the transparent glass, the man with the hat said flatly, but let the scarface man at the table dodge his gaze. "You have to give me a little sincerity. Who would throw their money into your hole for no apparent reason. ”

"What do you want to know?" Scarface asked in a cold voice, gritting his yellowed teeth and reaching out to open another bottle of wine to fill the glass in front of him.

"At least give me a little bit of information. The man in the hat raised his glass and took a sip and said, but there was a bit of extenuating meaning in his tone. You see, you won't even tell me about this, what if I lose my money?" ”

"You're not far behind. Not to be outdone, Scarface said fiercely. "I can tell you a little bit of the inside story, but you have to add another 30% to that money, for free. ”

"It depends on whether your message is worth it or not. With their voices down, the two of them talked, and it was a good idea to talk in this noisy tavern, at least to make it difficult for those who were following and eavesdropping. He had also checked the person on the side, and it was a guy who had already been drunk. But I didn't know that there was another erected ear on the side.

After rubbing for a while on the edge of a nearby wine table to be cleaned up, Channing put away an empty wine bottle and walked around the road with a calm expression, and a few words faintly came to his ears at this time.

"Demon descendants, Nandu. Nodding, the man said, and he rose from the round table in the tavern and walked slowly down the tavern door. "Send the money to the old place. ”

The other lowered the brim of his hat and got up to leave.

The table was empty, pondering the meaning of the words he had just heard, and Qian Ning walked over quietly, intending to take away the wine glass and bottle on the table that had only been drunk twice. I wiped the table with a rag and was about to leave. Suddenly, something under the chair next to the table caught his attention.

"What is this?" he picked up the crumpled page on the floor, and looked at it suspiciously, looking at what looked like a square page cut from a newspaper, the size of an adult's palm. He calmly glanced at the title on the side of the paper, and the bold bold characters were not very recognizable except for the first three words. A piece of text is accompanied by a black-and-white illustration that looks like a map.

"Rebel, rebel, army?" said Qian Ning silently in his heart, and then quietly put the small newspaper piece into his trouser pocket.