The first stop on the white-haired boy's trip to a human town is a second-hand store.

It sits on a street with the strange name "Guild Street", a low, tiny, and supposedly unobtrusive shop between a bunch of quirky buildings packed with creatures in front of its door.

But Fang Nuo is not a human being, and what he uses to see is not his eyes, but the spiritual perception organs that exist in his brain, and the spiritual perception abilities that he has already used very well.

The humanoid monster that had been pushed down the street by so many humans for the first time in his memory was immediately fascinated by the room that exuded a strong mysterious aura.

He carried in his arms the common currency, which had been brought from the self-service coin box at the front of the public carriage, a small amount, but it meant something to him.

Having human money in his pocket means that he resembles a human being.

Taking a few deep breaths and nodding his head again, Fang Nuo stretched out his accustomed human hands and pushed open the small door in front of him.

Ding Ling's voice rang out, interrupting the thoughts that were brewing in his mind.

Fang Nuo quickly reacted: it was the sound of wind chimes.

The glass-blown bell is hung by the owner at the door, and as soon as a customer pushes the door, the door panel hits it, making it make a crisp sound.

Because the frequency of customers visiting the door is very low, the noise of wind chimes does not disturb the people, but can give the people in the store a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

No human came forward to welcome him, and the few customers in the store were only distracted for a moment by his arrival, and then quickly turned their attention to the goods they were looking at.

How so...... Fang Nuo pressed the corners of his eyebrows, and the development of things was a little different from what he had seen in the memory of the Beastmaster.

However, it was a good thing that no one paid attention to him, and Fang Nuo walked quickly away from the door of the store, his eyes casually scanning the furnishings of the store, looking for the source of the mysterious aura he had felt earlier.

Subsequently, he realized that the "first stop" he had chosen was not simple.

Many of the goods placed on the shelves and cabinets in the store carry spiritual power beyond the ordinary, which can be called "miracle creations".

But their breath is already very weak, and they must all be antiques from the old age...... Capable people who have the ability to identify them no longer need their assistance, and those who need their help may not be able to perceive their mysteries.

"This shop is located on the 'Guild Street', and it has its own reasons." Fang Nuo observed the guests around him with his spare eyes, and his first impression of them was that they were all fledgling adventurers.

Some were dressed in cloth armor, bracers and knee pads; Someone wore an exaggerated peaked hat, a robe with a star chart, and a staff made of wood; Others would always read words while flipping through the old books sold in the store, as if they wanted to make the few customers around him notice his extraordinaryness.

"I see." Fang Nuo realized, "Guild, does it mean the 'Adventurer's Guild'?" ”

Or is it the Orc Hunter Guild that was born after the Holy Cross?

"And the 'Veterans Guild'." Behind the counter in front of the store, the shopkeeper, who was pinching a monocle and studying the newly purchased second-hand goods, suddenly opened his mouth to supplement his understanding.

Fang Nuo couldn't help but glance at the other party and found that he was an ordinary person with no talent.

"Good hearing." Using the vocabulary of the human language he knew, he spelled out a short sentence that would convey the full meaning as he strode towards the counter.

"To be exact, it's the 'Veterans and Disabled Mutual Aid Association.'" The owner gave a long list of names, "Diagonally across from our shop." ”

He said: "Whenever young people who want to make a difference come to me to pick up goods, I always urge them to go there and go around, do some condolences, do some charity, and collect snacks. ”

"That's why you don't have any customers in this shop, old man." A customer not far away accosted, "Originally, we sold second-hand goods, and in addition to being cheap, we couldn't attract aspiring young talents at all." ”

Fang Nuo shrank back from the shelves closest to the counter, preferring to get clues by standing by and listening rather than initiating the conversation himself.

"And the 'Witch Guild'." The elderly shopkeeper didn't pay attention to the customer, as if he only cared about Fang Nuo, who had just entered the store, "In today's society, 'witch' is actually a profession, hum, it's funny." ”

"It's not an honorable title." Fang Nuo furrowed the eyebrows on his human face, feeling the subtle changes between his eyebrows, "In...... Outside, there are humans hunting witches. ”

"Outside", that's a magic word.

While staying in the mountain village, he called the far-flung places where things happened "outside"; And when he stepped into the human city, those places were still "outside".

"The outside world" is also a broad phrase, as is "miracle creation".

"Even a witch can contribute to ending the war." "Now only those who live in backward areas, whose minds are as backward as the places where they live, carry out that kind of stupid activity. ”

"What good is it for humans to slaughter humans?" He snorted coldly and closed the second-hand book in his hand with a "snap".

"You can't say that." The shopkeeper finally ignored the customer, "Even in this enlightened city 'Kesda', there are many people who are prejudiced against witches. ”

"Especially the veterans who have just come down from the battlefield, their brains have not kept up with the development of the times, and they can't understand that they just went to hell once, how can the reputation of the 'witch' in the world change so much?"

"Huh." Fang Nuo listened to what people were saying, and did not express his opinion easily, because he did not know what to say.

He pulled over a silver chain hanging from the partition of his commodity shelf, and then, a palm-sized silver disc fell from the shelf, and he quickly leaned over to catch it.

The chain is a bit thick...... It's not as good as the one that used to be attached to the forest greenstone.

Thinking of this, he touched his chest: here, there is also a blind spider named "Emerald".

The emerald was transformed into a choker that he hid under the furry neckline of his shawl.

If that guy woke up and found that he had been taken to the outside world, and he had gone so far away, I don't know what he would think.

However, the blind spider's ability to accept new things and new lives seems to be quite strong, and he should not need to worry.

"That's a astrolabe, white-haired guy." The guest who had been speaking up walked up to Fang Nuo at some point, "Look, all the parts on it turn, and those strange markings and numbers...... It is a necessary tool for talented people who want to pursue their ambitions in the field of astrology. ”

"At least in ancient times." The customer spread his hands and said helplessly, "In this era, its replacement has come out round after round, so it will be sent to this store." ”

Fang Nuo pulled the square hat on his head, and found that it did not function as a hood to cover the face like some people's hoods.

Pouting slightly, he distanced himself slightly from the stranger, who was not yet quite used to being with people he knew well.

In the past, he was more proactive in order to put the person he wanted to contact into a passive situation.

And once the other party's momentum is superior - just like when he was forcibly "picked up" back to the mountain village by the witch, it definitely has a bad meaning for him.

"My store doesn't collect scrap." The owner's voice drifted from behind the counter, and the customer smiled and didn't continue.

What should normal human-human relationships look like? Fang Nuo began to ponder this question, and he was referring to Gasd Gertz and Silver.

Fang Nuo used Silver's eyes to witness the first acquaintance between the two of them in the guard booth, however, he could not completely copy the behavior pattern of the two of them, because they both had identities that needed to be concealed, and it was not natural to treat people and things on weekdays.

Thinking about it, Fang Nuo's hand couldn't stop with his thoughts, gently stroking the surface of the astrolabe, who knows, a gap suddenly cracked in the middle of it, and both sides rotated to the side at the same time.

"Uh...... "He may have broken this astrolabe."

Fang Nuo used his body as a cover, trying not to give the shopkeeper a chance to notice the change in the goods.

Suddenly, he noticed a round, dark spot of light flickering at the center of the rift, the center of the astrolabe.

It appears to be an obsidian embedded in this item and hidden by its astrolabe shell.

But beneath the surface of this layer of common crafts, it seems to contain other meanings.

"Alternate time and space, phantom." Fang Nuo quickly remembered a term he had heard before.

The eternal star embedded in the sky above them is also the only source of light on their planet.

It is said that in the eyes of most living beings, it is a symbol of light, with a pure white and undefiled appearance.

However, in the eyes of many ancient orcs, it was just a shadow left behind by an exiled star, transmitting light and heat to everything that shrouded it in its time, according to a timetable set by some will, until the last shred of its value was exhausted, and the area in which it was in reality was left with an endless nothingness.

"There are also living beings in other time and space." He had heard such a saying, and from this he began to think, "This astrolabe...... It doesn't feel as simple as it seems. ”

The astrolabe could be used to locate and predict the position of the stars in the universe, Fang Nuo thought to himself, he might be able to do something with it, but what it was, he couldn't summarize it yet.

Gesturing to the size of the sheath-shaped storage bag he was carrying, Fang Nuo pulled a string of copper pieces from his bosom, but didn't have time to stop them from rubbing against each other and making noises.

The attention of the humans in the small shop was attracted by the movement he created for a brief moment.

Fang Nuo silently applied force to the astrolabe, restoring it to its original state.

"Are you going to buy it?" The guests, who had been talking a lot, looked surprised and raised their hands, as if preparing for a certain action.

The shopkeeper behind the counter also craned his neck, and his cold eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.

"Hmm." Fang Nuo nodded, however, he didn't know how humans bought things, how to give money, and how to express words?

His predecessor was too "noble" to touch these everyday affairs at all.

"How much...... Money? Under the expectant gaze of the people around him, and the kind help of the familiar customer, he succeeded in showing the shopkeeper his intention to buy.

and the wealth in the bag.

After glancing at the copper coin string he held in his hand and stretched out to the counter, the shopkeeper frowned and shook his finger: "A piece of silver Kank." ”

“…… Gram? Fang Nuo swallowed his doubts into his stomach, his ability to understand and reason would not fail in this regard, and he quickly reacted that the other party was referring to the "silver cake".

It was the name he gave to the silver pie-shaped currency in circulation based on its appearance.

When reading other people's memories, if he came across this currency, he called it that.

Fang Nuo immediately took out a piece of silver cake from his bosom and threw it on the counter with precision.

Thanks to the public carriage, to the careless passers-by who financed his journey.

After receiving the nod of approval from the shopkeeper, the monster beast who stepped into the human world for the first time immediately ignored the other mysterious products in the store waiting for him to explore, and rushed out of the second-hand store with joy in his heart, feeling that the first leg of his journey had come to a successful end.