Chapter 1399: Not Peaceful

Qian Qian stared at the little black cat in front of her in shock, and then changed the question in disbelief: "What is the equivalent of ten thousand plus ten thousand?"

"Twenty thousand. (Baidu Search Literature Museum)" The black cat glanced at her unhappily, but what came out of its mouth was the voice of a young girl. Then it stopped paying attention to us and turned to licking its own lips attentively. With his paws, he started to wash his face.

Qian Qian continued to be stunned for a few seconds before finally reacting, pointing at the black cat and exclaiming: "You can actually count! You're right!"

Suddenly the look in our eyes when we saw Qian Qian was more horrifying than when we saw the talking cat. Lin Xue almost bit her tongue: "Hey, why do you always focus on problems from such a strange angle! Shouldn't you first be curious about the cat that can talk? What!"

"Oh, yes," Qian Qian suddenly realized, looked at the black cat and exclaimed again, "You can actually talk!"

Even the cat looked a little dumbfounded this time - don't ask me how I saw a "dumbfounded" expression on a cat's face. Anyway, it looked like it was quite surprised by Qian Qian's thought process. The black cat licked its lips: "Is it necessary to be so surprised? Although there are fewer Mozambique cats that can talk, there are still more than Juniper cats, right? People in the Imperial City shouldn't be so fussy, not to mention there is a scholar among you..."

The rest of us quickly straightened our expressions and tried to act as if we were not surprised. I thought to myself, no matter what, the troublesome situation did arise: we didn’t understand the situation in another world and subconsciously brought over the common sense from the earth. Nowadays, it seems that in this world, cats talking is a trivial matter! In fact, we should be more calm, because it is not that several people present have never seen talking animals: in the Shadow City, let alone cats and dogs, there is a mouse that suddenly pops out on the street and greets you: "Excuse me, How to get to the Cat Mansion?" You also have to stay calm, because that might be the strange creature created by Ding Dong. And since the lice on my fox can turn into sperm, I really should learn to be calmer.

The main reason why we were surprised just now is - we didn't expect to see such out-of-character things outside the imperial capital!

Lin Xue thought for a while and explained to the black cat: "Oh, we have indeed seen talking cats, but we didn't expect to see them here. After all, this place is quite remote. Where do you want us to appear in a big house in a big city? Not surprised..."

The explanation given by the witty eldest lady seemed quite reliable. The black cat said clearly, and then became a little dissatisfied: "I didn't expect that the scholars' vision is so biased. Why can't poor families in the countryside raise Mo Mo that can talk?" Zambian cat, good luck should come to everyone fairly - that's what the goddess says in her teachings."

We all nodded: No matter what the cat said at this time, we had to nod. Anyway, we can no longer look incompatible with this world. After all, Sandora is not around, and we can no longer enjoy the kind of taking out the computer in front of the local indigenous people. Play games. While discussing the issue of slavery with others, it was an easy task to wear strange clothes without being suspected.

After sighing, the black cat yawned and stretched in a very humane manner, wagging its tail and walking away while muttering: "You are also interesting, I am just a cat, why are you explaining so much to me? Cats don't Care about this..."

Except for Pandora, all of us looked at each other: "..." This cat is bigger than a human!

Get a kick out of this talking cat. I thought about another point that I had miscalculated before, that is, I should not introduce myself as a "scholar" to others, because a scholar itself represents knowledge and knowledge, and he is the kind of person who you can throw in any environment. A guy who can touch his chin and shake his head and say "I understand a little bit. I understand a little bit" needs to be able to talk a few sentences when looking at the Martian spaceship and the excavation site of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum - at least among the working people at the bottom of a relatively ignorant society. (For example, the stupid guy) This should be the case in his mind. What's more, we also use the term "wandering scholar", which puts "knowledge of everything in astronomy and geography" on our face. Of course, a real scholar cannot "skim" everything like an old charlatan. Understand". But the silly guy and the people in this village definitely don't think so. They may think that scholars can even solve the problem of Zhang's sows not giving birth. What do you think I will do when they ask me about the teachings of the goddess? How to find out how many public toilets there are in the Principality of Hassad? What should I do if I want to learn about magic? Even if you don’t ask about the above. What should I do if someone asks about the customs of the imperial capital? You can cover the front, but what about the last one - isn't it a wandering scholar who claims to be from the imperial capital?

And you always say that you don’t understand this and that, so it’s definitely not possible. Since you say you are a scholar, you must have the ideological awareness to be surrounded by working people to study or visit: You can refer to those who go to the mountains to visit relatives and are surrounded by villagers. City people. But how do I know the knowledge of this world? When the time comes, people will definitely say: As a scholar, how come you don’t know anything? You must have at least one knowledge, right? If this is the case, I will probably only be able to perform the technique of crushing rocks on my chest or feeding four or five naughty children at the same time - I don't know if this is considered knowledge. Anyway, apart from these two things, the only thing I am best at is shaking off my arms. Fighting with others, etc., this world probably doesn't have a top martial artist...

In the final analysis, I relied too much on Shandora's convenience ability and got used to lying about my identity casually. Anyway, in the past, Her Majesty the Queen always used mental interference to help me clean up. As a result, I unknowingly dug so many holes for myself this time. I understand. Why is it so difficult to do intelligence work? Some things require special talents. No matter how powerful you are, it won’t work: No matter how powerful Pandora is, doesn’t she still grow?

But there is a reason why I say I am a scholar: this is the most effective cover to cover up my abnormal behavior, weird clothes, and lack of understanding of the local people. We all know that in many cases, a senior scholar can also travel through time among ordinary people. Not much difference...

At this time, the stupid guy finished his work for the time being. He was cooking the food in the kitchen. He wiped his hands and wandered over like a brown bear. He picked up a big stone and put it under his buttocks and sat in front of us. His face was full of humility: " Scholar, can you tell me what an emperor is like?"

I:"……"

Look, look, what did we just say? Here it comes!

I thought about it and felt that I couldn't really act like my chest was broken, so I could only say a few random words: "What about that? In fact, there is nothing interesting in the Imperial Capital. It is just very big, with many people, and many houses..."

The silly guy looked very interested: "Well, I know the Imperial Capital is very prosperous! The priest went to the Imperial Capital to be baptized. He said that if someone like me found an alley in the Imperial Capital and slipped into it, he would never be able to get out of the city. He would be lost! "

I racked my brains to figure out how to describe to this simple big man an imperial city that not only fit his imagination but also fit the world view of the place. The most important thing was that I could make a circle out of it. Later, it was finally organized: "Well, the imperial capital is like this. There are many and big houses, the city is still old, and there are streets and alleys that have been there for decades. It is easy for outsiders to get lost. The houses of rich people are all in the city. Central, so houses in the city center are more expensive, and the further out you go, the cheaper the houses are, but it is inconvenient to buy things, go to school, etc. The environment of the Imperial Capital is not so good. There are mountains and water here. In some places in the Imperial Capital, even drinking water has to be obtained from other places. Good luck in the city. In addition, grocery shopping in the imperial capital is very expensive, and it’s hard for outsiders to register... um. It’s hard to settle in."

The silly guy slapped his thigh happily: "That's right! The priest said the same thing, but he didn't understand it as well as you did. Isn't this what the imperial capital is like?"

I chuckled and turned to high-five Lin Xue and Qian Qian: Nonsense, the set of things I just mentioned can be used in a big city with decades of history. Unless this country moves its capital from the imperial capital to a place like Gaolaozhuang Kaoshantun, my "common capitals" summarized from the entire macro world can be broken...

Seeing that the silly guy still wanted to continue asking, I quickly diverted his attention: "Actually, it's been a long time since we left the imperial capital. I'm still not sure what it's like there. I'm studying... wild ecology. Yes, I usually just pick up places in the wilderness. If you are interested in big cities, then I don’t know much more than you do.”

"Oh," the big man didn't doubt that he was there, but just looked at us with admiration, "You are really awesome. You dare to run around on the mainland and bring children with you. You must have real abilities. The scholar must know magic. Something like that, right? Or a samurai."

Whenever I hear a sentence spoken by the other party, I will analyze how much secrets this sentence can reveal about the world, and what the silly guy just said is obviously very meaningful. First of all, we can be absolutely sure: this is a world that takes the magical route.

Of course, all that can be determined is the word "magic", and whether what this word represents is what we guessed requires verification. Each civilization's understanding of magic, technology, and power systems are somewhat different. It's possible that the magic in the idiot's mouth is not much different from the technology on earth. It's also possible that people in a certain world regard alchemy as a natural science. This all depends on different worldviews. In the end, we still have to translate it according to the universal worldview of the empire in order to characterize the power system of a civilization. As for now, let's temporarily place this planet in the category of magic civilization: that's what the locals think anyway.

Another piece of information revealed by the other party is: Travelers who dare to wander around on the mainland are not ordinary people. That requires "real skills", and it is real skills such as magic and martial arts that can protect one's family and life.

This second point... there is an article.

Bingtis smiled: "You have to have two hands to get around, but... the world is not peaceful enough now? Why don't we feel it?"

"It depends on what you said," the silly big man smiled honestly, "Of course it is peaceful for capable people like you, but it is different for ordinary people like us. Not to mention encountering bandits and monsters, even the demons on Dark Moon Demons and monsters have appeared on the ground at intervals in the past two years. Who dares to run around? I heard from the priest in the village that this is called the reincarnation of disasters. Sooner or later Anyue and the people on the ground will have to fight, no Once we fight, peace will never come. This is what the goddess told the people on earth a long time ago."

Bandits, Warcraft, Dark Moon, demons, monsters, and the “catastrophe” that sounds like it’s about to happen—a series of unfamiliar words popped out. I suddenly realized that I had a wrong first impression of this place: because it was my first time to meet honest and honest villagers like Sha Daguo, and then I came to a quiet and peaceful village like Songlin Village. When I visited the whole world, I had the impression of "peace and stability" here. But now that I heard the big man talking, I realized: this is not a peaceful world at all!

It's just that we happened to be in a peaceful corner...

I would like to find an opportunity to ask about the so-called dark moon and "catastrophe", because they sound obviously part of the local mythology, but as a "well-informed wandering scholar", these questions obviously cannot I asked directly, so I started thinking about it. At this time, the silly guy seemed to suddenly remember the dinner that was still cooking on the stove. Then he waved to the black cat who was dozing on the wall not far away: "Xiao Hei! Go and see if the broth is ready! If it's almost done, sprinkle two handfuls of salt and put those few ganache on it. washed……"

As we watched in stunned silence, the psychic cat Xiao Hei jumped down lightly and walked towards the kitchen with elegant cat steps...

Then the little black cat ran back again, biting the silly big ankle and making a purring sound. Finally, it raised its head and looked at its owner fiercely: "I'm a cat! I can just help you watch the fire and add salt. How to wash things!"

The stupid guy slapped the back of his head hard and laughed: "Ah ha, I forgot, then you go and cook. I'll wash the fruits - the guests are waiting here, and they will eat in a while, country people eat. Morning, you must be hungry after all the traveling."

One person and one cat walked towards the main house: the kitchen is on the first floor of the main house. The black cat complained as he walked: "Do you think there is a cat like me? He still has to help with cooking, sweeping the floor and doing housework. I can't even raise my head when meeting Huang Mao and others in the village. I'm just a cat..."

In the end, the black cat emphasized it repeatedly with an aria: "I am a cat~~~"

A few of us looked at each other in the back, and then all of a sudden we put our heads together. I was the first to ask: "What do you think of this world? It seems that there is a god controlling it, and this place is not peaceful."

"What kind of divine control can an old man have if he leaves a USB flash drive?" Bingtis sneered. "And the battles between mortal races are their private affairs - what I want to say is that the Dark Moon Demon that the idiot just mentioned...Ding Dong didn't notice it."

I reacted instantly to Bingtis's reminder and patted my breast pocket gently. Dingdang sneakily came up with a little thought: Because there are no creatures of her size in this world, and we don't know whether the term "artificial elf" is valid here, so we simply let the little thing hide. Even if she comes out and flies around twice, she'd better be invisible. Dingdang's green eyes looked around intelligently. Then he reported in the spiritual connection: "When I scanned the life on the planet before, I didn't find any creatures like demons, nor any species similar to demons. There are monsters. And there are quite a lot of them."

"The devil that stupid guy mentioned may not necessarily be based on the species naming dictionary of the gods," Bingtis thought, "They may see some monster that hinders the appearance of the city and call it a devil... But I always I don't think there's anything wrong with such a simple and hasty explanation. According to general rules, gods in mortal beliefs will have opposing 'anti-gods', or what people on earth commonly call 'antichrists'. They are either clear evil gods. Either it is a group that is regarded as a scourge. I guess that those bandits and monsters are not considered 'anti-gods'. Only demons and monsters that are regarded as 'catastrophes' and come from the 'Dark Moon' can follow the anti-gods. God-related: Didn’t the big man say the last thing just now, An Yue wants to fight the people on the ground, this is what the goddess said. Did you notice the silly big man’s expression just now? "

Everyone said they were too busy looking at the cat and didn't pay attention to the silly big guy's expression. Pandora didn't look at the cat, but this girl herself has always had a zombie face, and she has little research on "expressions"...

"Hey, it's just a mix of worried, serious, and sad faces," Bingtis pulled her hair, "Only when a big man with no intentions shows such a difficult screen-viewing face does it mean that the matter is serious. I feel that from now on Clues to the artifact may also be found in the negative images in local mythology... Well, anyway, it would be good to find out what Dark Moon is as soon as possible, does it sound like a place name?"

We didn't discuss the outcome, so the silly guy greeted everyone in front of the main room to eat. Bingtis waved his hand: "Anyway, we have something to talk about tomorrow, and we have multiple goals: to understand the connection between An Yue and the goddess. Okay. , gather the team for dinner.”

The dining area on the first floor of the main house was a large main room. At this time, it was getting dark outside, so the stupid guy lit up several metal fire boxes nailed to the wall, illuminating the main room brightly. What was burning in the fire box should be some kind of vegetable fat. It was not only bright, but also basically had no strange smell. The meal in the evening consisted of broth, vegetable soup and large pieces of dark local dry food, as well as the scones and snacks we brought out: the latter was obviously a delicate food, so the silly guy picked up a small piece of pastry and tasted it. He nodded repeatedly and stuffed it into his mouth: What a straightforward guy.

We encountered a small problem while eating: there were no stools.

The silly guy is a bachelor and seems to have no father or mother. Usually he and a black cat live in this house. Even if there are guests, there probably won’t be many, so he searched here and there and found three in total. The rough styrofoam chair came, and after I pressed Sister Pandora on the chair, the rest of us basically had nothing to sit on. However, this problem was quickly solved: the stupid guy brought in those stone pillars in the yard that looked extremely heavy (the "stools" we just sat on).

I'm no longer impressed by his strength, no matter how big it is, it's still at the human level. I just feel that the floor of his house is strong enough: the stones are conservatively estimated to be less than half a ton each... Could it be that the floor of this house is lined with steel plates? Bar?

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(The second issue of Xiling Comics has been published and serialized in "Man King" magazine. The goods will arrive in various places in the next few days. Welcome to watch. And: The character design continues to be fine-tuned and will be gradually adjusted in the future. This is because of worries A character change meeting will not be connected with the first issue - in fact, you can hide the face of Saint Father before watching.)