There were snowflakes in the sky, and a young man took advantage of the night to wander in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, obviously he didn't want others to find out, judging from the style of clothes on his body, he should be a child of a noble family, but in fact, the clothes on his body were already a little worn, and it was impossible for a real nobleman to wear such clothes.

The boy cautiously looked around, and found that there was no one, so he took out a small cloth bag from his arms, which contained all kinds of tools, he pulled out a slender iron bar that looked like a key, and gently inserted it into the lock on the door, and after a few breaths, the lock was opened.

The young man still looked around cautiously, suddenly, he heard footsteps, obviously this is a soldier patrolling at night, so he quickly put away his tools, and squatted back into the shadows, because today is already a snowy day, and it is night, so he is very confident, he will never be found, although it is snowing, but in order not to leave footprints, they are all sticking to the root of the wall, those patrolling soldiers, it is absolutely impossible to find without looking carefully, and according to his understanding, these patrolling soldiers will rarely be very serious, because this is Char's main city, no one will dare to make trouble here, but he hid back in the shadows and remembered that the door lock was hung there, not locked, but it's too late to go back at this time.

Several soldiers have come over with the magic crystal lamp, this is a small street that is not very wide, so the problem of the lock is easy to find, and the boy is even ready to escape, but something strange happened, at this critical moment, the magic crystal lamp seems to have a problem, and it was actually extinguished, several soldiers scolded and slapped a few times, and when the light turned on again, they had already walked over

The young man hiding in the shadows breathed a sigh of relief, as always, good luck helped him again, but he didn't come out directly, even if he was already shivering a little cold at this time, in fact, he knew very well that the ears of those soldiers were smart, and if he made any movement at this time, then all his efforts would be in vain, and he might be thrown directly into prison, and the honor of the Nast family would disappear completely, although it was not much different from disappearing now.

Finally, there was no light on this street, and after there was no movement, the boy slowly walked out of the darkness, but he didn't walk into the room directly, because he knew that it would leave footprints, squeak~After the door was pushed open a crack, the young man took off his shoes, carried his shoes barefoot, and then quietly walked into the house, which was full of all kinds of bread, and the whole room was full of aroma, but he seemed to ignore these delicious breads, but walked towards the back kitchen with ease, he knew that stealing bread would definitely be discovered, so it would be difficult to come again next time, but stealing flour, as long as the hands and feet were clean, it would not be discovered, after all, no one could remember exactly how much flour was left

It was by this method that the boy stole only a little flour from each bakery, and stole many houses in one night, so that he could make up enough sacks of flour to eat for himself for a long time, and the people in the bakery would not find anything wrong.

"Bang!" returned to the shack-like "home", and the boy threw the bag of wheat flour on the ground, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, obviously, he could live with peace of mind for a while.

"Are you content with your current life?"

"Who?" As soon as the boy looked up, he saw a man in black armor and a black mask standing there, and instinctively walked a few steps in the direction of the door, the boy trusted his instincts very much, far sharper than ordinary adults, he was sure that there was absolutely no one in that corner of his house just now, but as soon as he turned around, a guy appeared with a strange disc in his hand that seemed to be made of some kind of metal, and he spoke to himself in a voice that could not distinguish between men and women.

The man in black looked down at the metal disc in his hand again, nodded slightly for some reason, and then continued to say in a voice that could not distinguish between men and women, "You don't need to know who I am, now there is such an opportunity in front of you, you can gain power, gain wealth, do you dare to seize it? Of course, I can make you believe that I have this"

If an ordinary teenager encounters such a strange scene, then running away should be his only option, just like a madman suddenly appears and tells you that you want to become a master of protecting the world, you will definitely stay away.

But the teenager unexpectedly jumped the line, "I do!"

"Huh?" The man in black was stunned for a moment, it was obvious that he had prepared a lot of other words, probably to make the young man believe what he said, but the unexpected joy of the young man's promise was indeed something he didn't expect.

"Ahem~Ahem, I haven't even come up with evidence yet, why do you believe me?"

"Intuitively, I am only a descendant of a down-and-out nobleman, as you can see, I have all been reduced to thieves, and what is there to be calculated by others?

As soon as the picture turned, the young man was already lying in a strange basement, surrounded by strange furnishings that he had never seen before, and there were countless certain lines on his body that made him dizzy when he looked at it, as well as a strong smell of blood, because these lines were painted with his blood, the man in black was standing not far from him, making strange gestures, chanting inexplicable syllables in his mouth, and after a few breaths, a translucent fragment like an ice cube flew out of the man's forehead, floated over a distance, and melted into his head, "Ahh

"Whew~ Is it dawn?" Di Lu gasped, and he could see from the sunlight outside that this was a young man in his twenties, but his skin was sickly white, as if he couldn't get the sun all year round, and there was still a little sweat on his forehead.

"Hmm~~ How many years have I dreamed of going back to the past, it's really nothing," Di Lu chuckled a few times, "Compared to now, I really miss the days of stealing wheat flour." ”

"Hey," said Dilu as he sighed, "Man, it's so strange to always miss what has been lost."

He is a nobleman and a businessman, and his ancestors used to be famous, but he can't stand the corruption of his descendants, so it can also be said that his family is in the middle of the road, and his father's generation is basically poor and has no fixed place to live, leaving only a noble title, but this young man relied on his own talent and a sum of money that he didn't know where to get, so that this dilapidated family crest shined again in the Char Empire, although at that time the real bloodline of the entire family was only him.

Although he is young now, he is indeed a famous noble merchant in Char's city, of course, he has another identity, if he wears that pitch-black cloak and holds a scarlet spear in his hand at this time, someone will recognize him as the mysterious person who appeared next to Hue Hale.

While eating breakfast elegantly, his favorite, wheat bread, and looking at the parchment in his hand, Dilu really gave people a very peculiar feeling at this moment, as if the nobility should be like this, and the content of the parchment was the new task assigned to him by Huey Hale.

"Mysterious movements?" Dilu stuffed the remaining half of the wheat loaf into his mouth, although he didn't know why his master, the dignified prince of Mulholland, wanted to fight against the royal family, but he didn't care, because in his heart, Huey Hale was a god-like being, even if he let himself die, he wouldn't mind.

"Mafu!" Dilu flicked the parchment and it turned into a pile of ashes.

"Master, what do you command?"

"Prepare the car, I'm going to see Lord Charlie. ”

"Yes, master. ”

The identity of Charlie mentioned in Dilu's mouth, in the words of the earth, is the Minister of Commerce, a big nobleman who specializes in purchasing various commodities for the royal family, of course, he is also a big bureaucrat, for Xiuyi's narrative, in fact, Dilu was already aware of it before that, after all, the materials needed to build twenty secret bases will definitely not be less, and the market will naturally fluctuate a little, but he didn't care, but at this moment, with Xiuyi's order, he had to investigate.

"Ann, Your Excellency Dilu, is there anything wrong with coming to me so early?" Although Dilu is very young, he is indeed a very rich and promising businessman, and he knows some truths very well, such as sending him money or something with a reasonable excuse, so Charlie did not refuse to meet him.

"That's right, I recently heard that adults are purchasing construction materials?"

"Well, that's the case, what?" Charlie squinted slightly at Delu, apparently the old bureaucrat seemed to smell something.

Di Lu instinctively looked left and right, "I also have a batch of good quality construction materials in my hands, and I am willing to sell them to Lord Charlie at half price." ”

"And then?" Charlie squinted, although he often used his power to eat kickbacks, but he has always been very careful, businessmen naturally will not give money to him for no reason, so if what they ask for is beyond his ability, or if there is obviously a conspiracy such as giving it away for nothing, then he will definitely not take that money.

"You forgot," said Delu with a smile on his face, "Last time you introduced me and gave me the opportunity to have a small chat with President Mandela, which really benefited your subordinates, and President Mandela even invited me to his daughter's birthday ball next month, so"

"I see," Charlie laughed a few times in his heart, obviously very satisfied with Dilu's sensibility, although this rising star is also said to be inherited from a former nobleman, but in fact, it has long been excluded from the aristocratic circle, although it has re-emerged in recent years, but if you want to re-enter the circle at the top of the Chamber of Commerce, you still have to be introduced by someone like yourself, the aristocracy has always been like this, the arrogant can't get it, their small circle, not if you have money, you can't get in, yourself, isn't it the same?

"Then, Lord Dilu, at what price should I buy the materials from you?"

"The market price, of course," Dilu said with a look of course.

"Yes, haha, Charlie gently patted Delu on the shoulder, let's go, let's go have breakfast together"-

Char Jean under Don Quixote's suggestion, a total of twenty-one secret bases have been established, of course, the first one has actually been established a long time ago, that base did not attract anyone's attention, after all, Char's empire's commerce is also very prosperous, and the materials used in a base will not have any impact on the market, but Don Quixote's overly careful suggestion has caused a lot of fluctuations in the market of Char's empire.

Huey is very similar to Don Quixote in one way, that is, he is also very careful, especially after the two plans were destroyed by Don Quixote in an inexplicable way, he is even more suspicious, and he is no longer the same as before, and he is not as confident in his own plan as before, because through Don Quixote, he thoroughly understands a word called, "damn coincidence", and of course it is called luck.

"Whew~~" Huey Hale gently blew on the steaming tea and took a small sip, "Of course I'm sure this matter must have something to do with that person." ”

"Intuition," said Huey after a while, "what's so ridiculous, isn't it intuition?"

"And this is not called cold-blooded, he took so much from me, and he became a great nobleman smoothly, and now it's time to pay back the interest, originally I didn't believe in this thing, but now I believe it, this guy appears every time at the most critical time to destroy my plan, this is what you call his "luck" is higher than mine, and, can I pick the rest of the remaining fruits together?"

"Really," Huey took another sip of tea, "Although the spells in your world are powerful, there are too many restrictions" (to be continued.) )