Chapter 8: The Weekend
A few days later, on the weekend.
Clang...... Clang......
The morning bell goes on and on.
Some dazzling light shone on Dior's face along the window, Dior, who was lying on his back, opened his eyes, blocked the direct sunlight with his hand, turned his head to look at the alarm clock, slowly sat up, took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and let his brain function normally After that, he got out of bed and began to change clothes.
The window was halfway open, and the breeze kept pouring in, and there was some noise.
After changing his pants, Dior walked to the window and looked out.
On the left below is the inner street of the residential area, at this time many small cart-style snack stalls have come out, walking along the pavement of the street, and then they will start doing business in the area at the entrance of the community; a few bear children also got up early, and are playing on the small lawn below, as if they are playing some game of knights and dragons; because today is a weekend holiday, there are not many people rushing to work on the street, and occasionally a few hurried by, all wearing quite cool clothes, obviously the climate is already a little hot.
Sudden ......
Suddenly, a strange sound attracted Dior's attention, and he looked towards the place where the sound came from, and in the field of vision, a black car with black smoke like a fire was slowly moving along the street like a snail, and pedestrians avoided and blamed the driver, and the driver reluctantly apologized to the passers-by.
"The cars of these years are really broken, it is better to use horse-drawn carriages directly, before the Sorento models came out, these cars were too impractical, and they often broke down, stalled or had other problems......" Dior shook his head speechlessly, closing the window so as not to be swept into the room by this puff of black smoke.
Putting on a gray shirt, Dior walked to the door of the room and opened the door, went straight to the bathroom to complete the personal washing procedure, and then went to the kitchen to start preparing his breakfast.
At this moment, there was the sound of the door of the room being opened behind him, and then the sound of rustling footsteps spread all the way to the bathroom, and Dio knew that it was his sister Lilia who had gotten up.
Dio didn't pay attention to her, he took care of himself and beat a few eggs on the already hot rice in the iron pot, picked up the spatula and copied it a few times, and suddenly a fragrance came out.
Unlike the other three members of his family, Dio was particularly fond of rice from an early age, rather than the bread that the Baisos generally liked, perhaps due to the blood flowing in his body from the Shang and Zhou Republics, where rice is said to be the staple food of the people. Fortunately, rice is only a low-grade food in Baisos, and the price is much cheaper than wheat, so Dior can be regarded as a frugal contribution to the family.
Soon, a large pot of hot egg fried rice was done. Dio didn't stop there, continued to open the fire and spread out two fried eggs, and after warming the bread and milk, he took the food out one by one and put it on the table.
At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and Lilia, dressed in pajamas with long wet hair, walked out.
"I'm done, come and eat. Dio greeted.
Lilia sat down opposite Dio, took a sip of milk, then stared at the egg fried rice in the basin in front of Dio, and asked with some surprise, "Why is your meal so large?"
"I have a long body and can eat more recently. Dio replied casually, feeling that his meal had indeed increased a little terrifyingly.
Lilia glanced at the basin a few more times, asked no more questions, and began to eat her own breakfast.
The young man feasted on a large pot of rice, the girl opposite was elegantly eating bread and omelette, and the sunlight was shining on the two of them through the hall, this picture was unexpectedly harmonious.
The two finished their breakfast almost at the same time, and then Lilia began to clean up the table, and casually said to Dior: "Today is a weekend holiday, and my parents are going to play in Barucheng with the team, what are you going to arrange?"
Dio held a cup of hot water and took a sip slowly, "I'm going to go to Charach Street later, I heard that there is a good martial arts hall, I'll go see how it goes?"
"Charah Street, it's almost a suburb in the Boucshanton district, and it used to take at least an hour. Lilia glanced at Dio and said flatly: "If you really want to practice martial arts, just join the Ancient Martial Arts Society, and I will find the right person to guide you." ”
"No need. Dior shook his head and rejected his sister's kindness, "I don't really like the atmosphere of the academy club, but the martial arts hall outside is interesting." ”
"So be it. Lilia nodded, said no more, and picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean them.
Dior sat for a while, stood up, went back to the bedroom, took an old coarse cloth coat, put all the rest of his pocket pockets, and then walked to the living room, "I'm out." ”
"When are you coming back?" Lilia asked in the kitchen.
"Probably before dinner, don't wait for me if it's late. ”
He replied as he walked to the hallway to change into leather boots, then opened the door and walked straight out.
Out of the building, he walked along the street of the residential area, and when he got out of the residential area, he turned left and began to walk straight along the sidewalk protected by black railings, and then crossed three main streets and came to a platform on the side of the tracks.
This is a dedicated platform for the city's rail trains, and it is easy to reach all areas of the city through guò, and of course, the ticket price is not expensive.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Dior saw a locomotive head dragging a carriage, spitting black smoke all the way to the sky.
Get on the bus and buy a ticket.
Because it was a weekend, there were a lot fewer people going out to work, so Dior easily found a window seat to sit down.
The monotonous view outside the car window soon made Dior lose interest in continuing to wait and see, and with a long time to go before he reached his destination, he began to think about himself.
The rail train is bound for the Bukeshanton district, but Dio's real purpose is not to see the martial arts gym as he told Lilia, but to solve one of the biggest problems he is facing now - money.
Having money is not everything, but no money is everything, not to mention the surge in food and beverage costs, the upcoming Hallointon Ball will cost a lot of money if you want to be shabby, and there are not a few activities required for the various plans in his plan, which forced him to find a way to solve this problem.
Of course, for an ordinary high school student who is only sixteen years old, it is really not easy to make money, and part-time work may be the most practical way to think of, but this option is completely far from quenching his thirst for Dior, and the meager salary obtained by working in his spare time is far from filling his gap in money, but fortunately he is not simply an ordinary high school student, he also has a skill that can be regarded as unprofitable - archaeology.
Sometimes the difference between archaeology and tomb robbing is not obvious, especially the archaeological team he worked for after graduating from university is privately funded, and the better thing about it than tomb robbers is that there is an extra layer of skin on his body that can walk in the sun, and the content of the work is not much different.
In this case, Dio is naturally not the kind of person who is so high that he has skills and knowledge but does not take advantage of it, and he happens to know that there is a suitable target nearby, which is why he has today.
While on the train, Dio tried to recall as many details as he could about that goal, and checked it against the plan he had made to see if there were any things that needed to be corrected.
In Dior's thoughts, the train moved slowly, and after about an hour, the scene outside the window changed significantly, the houses on the side of the road were rarely made of cement anymore, they were all dilapidated wooden houses, the road was also a little potholed, there were not many pedestrians to see, and the garbage swept to the side of the road was blown by the wind and rolled along the street, looking very depressed.
At this time, Dio also thought about it, and felt that there was nothing more to complete, so he turned his head to look at the street scene outside the window, and estimated that the train would run for a while, and then turned to think about the question of the dance of the sun.
After these days of uninterrupted training, he was able to barely complete this whole set of Sun Dance movements, at this time he found that every time he completed the Sun Dance, some of the calories obtained from the sunlight would accumulate in his body, instead of dissipating after the cultivation was over, as before, and now he could use the guò breathing method to mobilize those stored heat to the palm of his hand to burst out, according to what he did, with his current ability limit is to boil a pot of water in three minutes, after which the stored calories will be exhausted, and he must be replenished by the next practice of the Sun Dance before he can use it again。
Although this ability does not seem to be very practical, it has made Dio very happy, because he sees infinite possibilities from it, which is beyond the existence of ** power, although the ability is still very weak, but as he cultivates more and more, this ability will inevitably become more and more powerful, which makes him look forward to it very much, but the Book of Initiation has no relevant record of this ability, since this is the case, Dio named it - Sun Fire.
In addition, the dance of the sun seems to have the effect of lifting the spirit, and he can now vaguely feel the general fluctuations in the human feelings around him, for example, there is a stern-faced old man in the car across a seat behind him, but he seems to feel that the old man should be in a good mood, and a woman in a white dress sitting on the side is talking to the man next to her with a bright smile, but from Dior's feeling, the woman's mood is a little bad, and she is actually very impatient.
This ability is very useful to say that it is useful, but the disadvantages are not nothing, such as sensing the woman's bad mood, it seems that he himself is also infected, which makes people a little irritable, and it takes a while to calm down.
Fortunately, this ability is still very weak, and the impact on him is not very great, but it has made Dio more vigilant and began to study ways to completely control this ability.