A week later, on the evening of the night, the Night's Watch floated to the dinner table at the Norton Pavilion.

He unceremoniously took the limited-edition brandy on the table and poured himself a large glass.

The night watchman took several sips before the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

"You'd like to leave me some."

Fingal grumbled as he looked at the empty bottle in distress.

This is a Louis XIII black pearl, a bottle of more than 100,000 yuan,

"Stay? If only I didn't ask you to get me a new bottle. ”

The night watchman snorted.

These stinky boys want to let an old man work for them every day, and let him work overtime.

Let an old man in his hundred years work overtime, listen to this is human words?

He's older than Ange!

If it weren't for the fact that these boys usually acted generously, he would have blasted them out on the spot.

Of course, the magical Philosopher's Stone is also one of the reasons.

"Anyway, what are you doing in such a hurry? Is it so fun to dream together? ”

The night watchman asked, curious.

If he hadn't known that Lu Mingfei was an old-fashioned fanatic, he would have thought that they were going to open some kind of dream silver party.

"Brother Chu Zihang needs to be tested."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"Trials? Go single-handedly and kill a dragon? ”

His thinking has changed to chivalric style again.

"It's more dangerous than that."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and said.

"More dangerous? It's not going to kill the dragon king, is it? ”

The night watchman turned his head to look at Chu Zihang, who was concentrating on cooking.

"I said, this kid isn't as perverted as you, isn't he waiting?"

He kindly reminded.

His impression of Chu Zihang, a young man, was okay, not as unobtrusive as Fingal, and not as serious as Lu Mingfei.

"This is the emperor's task, and it is also the fate of his own choice."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Well, I really can't understand you who believe in God."

The Night's Watch shrugged.

"The Emperor doesn't care if you believe in Him or not, as long as you are fighting for humanity, you are doing His will."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"Praise be to the Emperor, who died for the sake of mankind."

Everyone stopped eating and prayed with the Aquila salute.

"You always sound like you've heard it at some point. Forget it, it doesn't matter. I have to warn you that although there are Oneiroi's Sands and Philosopher's Stone instead of consumption, one's mental power is limited, and the longer one stays in the dream, the easier it is to fall into it. ”

The Night's Watch said.

Once the Alchemy Realm is activated, the Spirit Dream Tapir will continue to operate on its own, unless the Alchemy Realm is destroyed or the freed person dies.

And the result of both is actually the same.

"I believe in Brother Chu Zihang."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, what's the beginning?"

The night watchman asked.

"Twelve o'clock tonight."

After dinner, Chu Zihang knelt down on one knee in front of the emperor's holy icon.

"Brother Chu Zihang, I need to confirm with you again whether you are sure you want to enter the trial."

Lu Mingfei stood behind him and asked solemnly.

"I'm sure."

Chu Zihang replied in a deep voice.

"In the course of the trial, you will definitely encounter enemies that you have never encountered, sin that you have never seen before, and dangers that you have never faced before. Are you ready? ”

Lu Mingfei continued to ask.

"I'm ready."

Chu Zihang replied again.

"Preach thy faith, purify thy soul, and hold fast to thy heart. The Emperor bless you, my brother. ”

Lu Mingfei saluted him?

"The Emperor blesses all the warriors who fought for him."

Chu Zihang closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, which was conducive to improving his energy,

"Let's get started."

Lu Mingfei nodded at the night watchman.

The two alchemists got busy and used various materials to arrange the alchemy field around Chu Zihang.

This realm of alchemy is not recorded in any text, as it was improvised by the Night's Watch.

Only he, the world's top alchemist, could invent a new alchemy field in such a short period of time.

Of course, it is also because the main body is the sand of the dream god and the stone of the sage, as well as the words and spirits of the source child, and the alchemy realm only plays the role of a bridge.

Countless mysterious symbols surrounded Chu Zihang, making him look like a sacrifice in an evil god ritual.

Soon, the alchemy realm was arranged.

Sakai Akina brought the sand of Oneiroi and poured the glittering sand grains into the hands of Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Yuan Zhinu.

They licked the grains of sand into their mouths and swallowed them, and a feeling of burnout and satisfaction came over them.

Before the Oneiroi Sand could fully play its role, the Yuan Zhinu immediately activated the Spirit of Speech.

When Chu Zihang opened his eyes again, there was no longer the solemn and magnificent hall of the Norton Pavilion in front of him, but a dark and narrow pipe.

He pinched his arm, thin, deformed joints, and could still feel the superficial scars when he touched them carefully.

"It's the lower level of the nest."

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Mingfei's spiritual power was too strong, and Yuan Zhinu couldn't control which of his memories Chu Zihang would enter.

Even with the assistance of the alchemy realm, he could only try to keep the dream realm under the first hundred and thirty years of Lu Mingfei's memory.

And the span of this memory is large, Chu Zihang may appear on the operating table transformed by recruits, or he may appear in a battleship full of Chaos Space Marines.

With his current strength, if he appeared in such a dream, then this trial would be fruitless.

Oneiroi's Sands is finite and cannot be wasted.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang entered Lu Mingfei's teenage years in the lower echelons of the nest capital, and although it was still dangerous, it was still within the range of bearing.

However, although he knew the scope of his memory, he could not determine his current situation.

The brainwashing in the operation of the recruit itself will weaken the memories of the mortal period, and Lu Mingfei's life is too long, resulting in even more blurred details.

Chu Zihang could only guess that he should still be in the time when Lu Mingfei had not yet formed his own gang.

Otherwise, he should be taking people and other gangs to fight and not hiding in the pipes alone.

Chu Zihang groped in the dark, and then found a dagger and a jar.

He shook the jar, and the sound of liquid shaking could be heard inside.

Chu Zihang sniffed it with his nose, there was no pungent smell, it should be water.

Lu Mingfei said that in the lower layer of the nest capital, drinkable water is equivalent to currency.

It just so happened that he did feel a little thirsty, so he carefully took a sip and moistened his throat.

It doesn't taste good, it has a spicy and chemical taste, and it's worse than the earth's tap water.

Did Brother Lu Mingfei grow up drinking such water?

Chu Zihang carefully tightened the lid of the can, and then put it back in place.

This should be a safe spot for Lu Mingfei, who will scatter food and water so as not to be caught in a net.

Now there is only water in the pipes, which means that it is time for Chu Zihang to go and find food.

There are many ways to find food.

For example, you can go outside the settlement and hunt mice, bugs, bats, etc., and hunt gray mussels, canine crocodiles, or rippers if you are brave.

You can also work for gangs, and the only people who maintain order in the lower echelons of the nest are the gangs, although they change every day, but there is always a period of stability in the turmoil, and you can get some work.

For example, cleaning up corpses, carrying materials, or being used as test subjects for new drugs.

Of course, you can also grab it directly.

As long as there are enough people and the guns are big enough, the supplies that those gangs have hoarded are all yours.

But don't rob the big gangs, because they all have backers from the top.

Even if you destroy them, there will soon be zealous citizens wearing force armor and wielding finely crafted weapons to bring justice.

Chu Zihang thought about it and decided to go to the settlement area to have a look first.

He removed the garbage as a shield and got out of the exhaust pipe.

The air outside was not much stronger than in the pipes, and there was a suspiciously grainy sensation when inhaled into the nasal passages.

As for lighting, there is no sun or normal electricity supply on the lower level of the nest, and the light depends on the lights on various pipes and machines.

And every now and then they break a few and no one comes to fix them.

Chu Zihang stood in the poisonous air, looking at the sky made of steel, covered with terrifying shadows everywhere.

This is the lower level of the nest capital, the darkest corner of the empire.

He pulled out the improvised breathing valve strap from his pocket, it was hard to say how useful it was, but it was always good to get a little less air.

Chu Zihang tensed his nerves and walked along the route where traces of human activity could be found.

The trail may be a footprint, a urine stain, or a random scratch on a pipe.

If you identify these traces and analyze them to find useful information, it is a very useful skill in the lower level of the nest.

A week wasn't enough time for him to master the craft in depth, but luckily Lu Mingfei's safe spot wasn't too far from the crowd, and it was enough to find a way to the settlement.

Chu Zihang moved along the route, and also met other people along the way.

Both men and women all look malnourished, and their ribs are more prominent than their stomachs.

They also reacted differently when they saw him, some pulled away, others tried to get closer, but were dissuaded by his dagger.

Chu Zihang kept in mind Lu Mingfei's admonition, and in the lower echelons of the nest capital, no one could trust except himself.

Especially people who are very enthusiastic when they first meet, they either want your money or they want your meat.

As we got closer to the settlement, there were more people.

The distance between the people was forced to close because they had to pass through the inspection of the entrance guards.

The examination is very simple, that is, to look at the skin and mouth, and preliminarily judge whether there are serious mutations or malignant infectious diseases.

As long as it is not visible to the naked eye, in the concept of the lower class of the nest, it is about equal to physical health.

Chu Zihang doesn't have to worry about this, Lu Mingfei's body has no problems except for dysplasia, and his genes are also very stable.

This is thanks to the good genes of the biological mother, as well as the clean drinking water that both mothers try to guarantee.

Chu Zihang passed the inspection without any problems, and the guards had no interest in him as a little kid who had nothing.

If it's a girl, you might have some ideas.

But he's a boy, and he's not good-looking.

In the lower layers of the nest, everything is both dangerous and opportunity.

People who are good-looking get more opportunities, but they also invite more dangers.

However, there are many ways to sell your body, and it is not without chance to look bad.

For example, the man who was looking at Chu Zihang with one eye.

(End of chapter)