Chapter 17: Encountering the Fundamental Wave Again
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It is said that more than 2,000 years ago, it was the intersection of the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, but it is said that later, a certain sage found it an eyesore and moved the Tigris to the northeast more than 300 kilometers.
Then, I don't know what kind of sage had in mind, but in any case, he built a port here, and with his ability to materialize, he embodied a dilapidated ferry, which he named the port of Tigri.
Because of the Monster Mountains across the Euphrates River, and because of the fact that the whole body of the Beasts can be exchanged for money, coupled with the passage of time, more than 500 years later, the port of Tigri has become a veritable port, and even Tigri can be said to be the most prosperous region in western Babylon.
The more prosperous, the more mixed, there are guardians who come to hunt rare beasts, there are also pawns who come here to find a way to survive, and of course there are also people who come here to hunt for treasures, it is rumored that the sage who moved away from the Tigris River, in order to block the Warcraft in the Warcraft Mountains, but left a lot of good things.
There is even a legend that the reason why Julius Caesar was able to dominate the entire Aegean world was because he got the Philosopher's Stone!
Therefore, there is an endless stream of people who flock here!
After two days of staggering, Rand slowly staggered and dragged his tired body out of the forest behind Tigri Harbor.
The brocade dress has long been cut by bushes or thorns, and his face is like a flower cat, anyway, at this moment, Rand, even if he has that very special black hair, even if the fabric of the clothes is woven from noble cinnamon linen, he looks like a refugee of another race.
Finally see people again.
In the mountains and forests of the east, due to its proximity to Babylon, the demonic beasts in it have long been cleared by the demon hunters, and the remaining beasts are not difficult to find it difficult for Rand who has awakened the ability to think.
Therefore, along the way, there were no injuries.
Naturally, there was no dying situation.
I took a deep breath and felt the people coming and going in the port. Sure enough, people are always social animals.
Seeing his long-lost kind, Rand began to plan for the future.
First of all, you have to have money, or at least you have to be able to live first.
And the package he had brought with him was only thirty-six gold coins, and the slave who gave him the package must have been instigated by Gorgias.
Otherwise, how could they only give a mere thirty-six gold coins? You must give a few deposit contracts issued by the Douglas family, the kind of big contracts that cost 100,000 gold each!
What was even more tragic was that his parcel was spilled on the edge of a cliff, and even though he was quick to go, he only grabbed two gold coins.
In other words, all his current property is only two gold coins.
Looking at the two Caesar the Great's avatars, Rand shook his head, why do these leaders like to print their avatars on gold coins so much?
Regardless of such an esoteric philosophical proposition, he had to find a place to live, then eat a full meal, and then sleep well.
Then, tomorrow I will see what I can do, make ends meet, and at the same time, meditate every day.
After washing his face by the river to make himself look less embarrassed, Rand began to walk towards the market.
All kinds of people are walking in this mixed market, there are poets holding books in one hand and crutches in the other, and there are also mercenaries with **** upper body showing muscles and scars, and Rand's black hair is not so conspicuous in this crowd of people coming and going.
"Duel, duel, go and see the duel!"
I don't know who roared like this, and the people on the street began to stop and look around, and after seeing a crowd of people not far ahead, they all took a few steps towards that side!
Rand raised his eyes slightly, walked over to that side, glanced up slightly, and squeezed towards the crowd.
I saw that there was already tension in the field, one of them pulled out the sword at his waist, and the other covered his whole body with his telekinesis!
Just as the two were about to start fighting, there was a sudden burst of pressure in the sky, and this pressure was formed by the high density of thoughts.
As the pressure came on, a voice rang out throughout the Tigri port.
Of course, the Sky Arena in the center of Tigri also welcomes warmongers!"
As these words fell, the weight in the sky suddenly disappeared cleanly.
In the middle of the crowd, the two people who were preparing to duel each other, but the corners of their mouths were oozing blood.
Obviously, it was the person who spoke just now who released an important target for the two of them, so these two people were so silently injured!
Rand couldn't help but feel a little lacking in interest when he saw that this duel was gone, after he came to this world, he hadn't seen the people of this world fight.
After feeling more and more bored, Rand planned to go for a meal first, and then find a place to live and rest.
Coincidentally, about ten meters ahead, there is a small wine shop, since it sells alcohol, then there must be snacks, in other words, it is a place where you can eat enough!
As soon as he walked into the small wine shop, there was a chaotic noise, some drunk and crazy, and some bards telling bizarre stories to attract people to drink.
There was enough information in the midst of all the noise, and if he had been in such a place for two days, Rand would have the confidence to figure out the situation in Tigram and the freshest things.
I made up my mind that I would come here for dinner in the next two or three days, and inquire about the news by the way.
As soon as he entered the door, Rand felt awkward for a while, and then looked up, and there was a lewd old man sitting in front of the table by the window.
At this time, the old man was smiling brightly, and while drinking, he stared at Rand.
Rand scratched his head, vaguely feeling that this old man was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he stopped caring about the old man and found a place in the corner.
I called the waiter at the wine shop, ordered a glass of sake and three catties of demon rabbit meat, and ate it in the corner.
During this time, he could always feel the eyes of the obscene old man watching him.
There was a hint of vigilance in his heart, thinking that it was very likely that the old man was interested in something about him, or maybe he recognized himself as a newcomer, so he was planning how to kill himself?
Puzzled, Rand no longer cared about the old man's obscene gaze, only ate by himself, made up his mind, and quickly withdrew after eating, so as not to be overshadowed.
Unexpectedly, halfway through eating, a wine glass slammed on his table, causing the dishes on the table to shake.
Rand looked up, his eyes full of hostility.
But I saw that the person who came was the old man who looked a little obscene.
At this time, the old man was looking at him with a smile.
Rand swallowed the demon rabbit meat in his mouth in two bites, and asked with a confused expression: "Old man, do you have any advice?"
The old man's bright smile froze slightly, and after a long time, the old man asked incredulously, "You, you kid don't remember the old man?"
Rand put down the knife and fork, looked at the old man's facial features seriously, and replied solemnly: "Although there is a familiar feeling, I really don't know you!"
The old man's incredible expression was replaced by a gloomy face, and no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was going crazy.
But I didn't want the old man to lower his head, and when he raised his head again, he was injured with an extra parchment roll, and the old man's gloomy expression became brilliant again: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't know each other, let's just get to know each other again, right?"
The old man slowly handed the parchment scroll in his hand to Rand and said, "Look at it, this is my cultivator's license!"
Rand picked up the parchment called the monk's license in a daze, looked at it carefully, and read it out with the words on the parchment: "Liukibo Li, a fifth-order three-star of reading ability, a certified cultivator of the Demon Hunting Conference, and the third guardian of the Rose Academy?"
"Guardian?!" Rand was momentarily stunned, then jerked up from his seat and shouted out the three words in shock.
The people in the entire liquor store were stunned by these three words, and they all turned their heads and focused their eyes on Rand!
Rand smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to deal with this high-profile moment.
The old man turned around and said with a smile: "The old man is giving this kid the story of the guardian, it's none of your business!"
Most of the people in the wine shop who were attracted by the word guardian snorted disdainfully, and then turned back to continue drinking and bragging.
The old man squinted, looked at Rand and asked, "Now, do you think of me?"
Rand thought carefully about his limited memories in this world, and finally worried that it was an acquaintance of his predecessor Rand, and racked his brains to turn out the few memories of his predecessor, and finally, Rand shook his head: "I really don't know Your Excellency!"
Liujibo is about to go crazy in his heart, why can't he remember such a reminder? The old man has no sense of existence.
Liukibo had a gloomy face and said in a low voice: "Five days ago, I was the person in charge of the Rose Academy's enrollment in Babylon!
Memories suddenly hit like a flood, and Rand remembered the old man who had said he would visit Yord in Babylon in two years.
"By the way, didn't Your Excellency say that you would visit Yord in two years?, and besides, aren't you going back to Atlantis? and you can go back and forth from Atlantis in five days?" Rand asked with a skeptical face.