Chapter 646 Flower of Blood and Bone·Hunting the Sword Holder I
『Education is one of the oldest and most enduring pursuits of human society, but the barren land breeds a desert of education.
Resources are always tilted towards wealthy places. Parents with slave morals always hope to bring this morality along with their genes as their children grow up. They are camels, so they also think that their children must also be the same. camel.
Camels are too humble, and they dare not question the sacredness of the dragon - even if it is only in their hearts, minds, and souls.
They are patient and obedient.
Like camels, they carry the burden of tradition and social norms, are willing to accept external values and orders, and are willing to accept all kinds of suffering.
They show strong endurance and endurance, and possess slave-like morality, but they never have the initiative to challenge the status quo and create new value.
Because the dragon is engraved with "thousands of golden scales" on its body, each one represents a "you should". 』
『Fourteen Flesh Inscriptions·Camels on the Desert of Education』
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Terra Calendar 1591.1.26.
01:00AM.
Edici Federation·Silver State.
In the Silver State at 1 o'clock in the morning, night shrouded the Among the most famous gambling towns in the state.
This federal city that never sleeps glows with dazzling brilliance in the dark night.
Neon lights and LED screens on towering hotel and casino towers illuminate the city's skyline with colorful flashes of light.
The billboards and electronic screens on both sides of the street are constantly changing images, attracting tourists from Terra and all over the world.
The Silver State is also one of the abnormal states declared by the federation.
The Silver State is the most obviously alienated federal region besides New York. There are all kinds of gamblers here, and these gamblers come from all over Terra and even all over the world.
The spacious pedestrian street is crowded with people, and the lights in the shop windows reflect the dazzling array of products.
There are not only humans on the pedestrian street, but also aliens from all worlds.
Short in stature, but strong and sturdy, the dwarves wear heavy armor and leather boots, walking steadily through the crowd; they have pointed ears and bright eyes, and they wear gorgeous silk robes or tight leather clothes, walking easily and comfortably Elves walking on the streets; dragonborn whose skin covered with scales shimmers, eyes as deep as gems, and exuding a powerful aura from every move; half-orcs who are strong and muscular, wearing simple but tough clothing ...
Street artists performed various performances in the square, attracting many audiences to stop and watch.
“~~~”
An elf musician was playing an ancient bowed instrument, and the melodious melody reverberated among the crowd, attracting many people to stop and listen.
"Wow~~~~"
A Dragonborn fire breather was showing off his stunts. The flames danced in the night sky, lighting up the surrounding environment.
Dang Dang Dang——
Dwarf craftsmen show off their exquisite forging skills, turning pieces of metal into exquisite jewelry.
"Pa bang bang——"
"Bah bang bang——"
"Bah bang bang——"
The thunderous applause lasted for a long time, and the crowd was in excitement.
In the crowd, Xia Xiu, who likes lively scenes, also clapped along with the crowd.
He was once again dressed as a man in black; a well-tailored black formal suit, a top hat on his head, and a silver cane in his hand, which made him look extremely elegant.
Xia Xiu had a pure smile on his face. He handed the cane to his left hand and flicked out a gold coin with the index finger of his right hand, accurately hitting the ceramic bowl next to the dwarf who was performing hard.
That gold coin came from Thorid in the border area. Thorid was originally the legal currency of the ancient Oletin Empire. It weighed about 4.5 grams and was of extremely high purity.
Ancient Oletin used to be the center of communication between Terra and the other worlds, so the other worlds copied the native currency systems such as Thorid, because the worlds are not yet accustomed to the custom of using paper money.
In the monetary system of the ancient Oletin Empire, 1 solid gold coin was equal to 12 milli silver coins, which was equal to 3456 Fowler copper coins - the currency of the empire was not mainly measured by face value, but by weight and metal content. and exchange.
According to the equivalence church guidelines modulated by the [Financial Street] between Terra and the border, the current exchange rate and actual purchasing power of 1 gold coin in the two realms can purchase a large amount of grain or a medium-sized livestock, such as A cow.
So when the dwarf performer saw the gold coin falling into the ceramic bowl, a flash of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes.
This is when I met a sponsor who was not short of money!
He bowed slightly to express his gratitude, then stood up straight, cleared his throat, and began to sing loudly in a poor but passionate bard's tone:
"In Terra's On the land, we meet here, and the generosity of human beings makes the tree of friendship evergreen.
Blonde and golden-eyed kind person, you shine like a ray of light, and your gold coins shine like stars, illuminating our hearts.
Dwarves, elves and humans, no matter what ethnic group they are, we join hands and work together to create a beautiful homeland.
Your generosity is the bridge that connects our hearts. In this vast land, the flower of friendship will never wither.
Let us raise a toast and celebrate this sincere love. Humanity and all races are together! ! ! ”
Although the dwarf’s voice is a little stiff and his pronunciation is not very accurate, every word he speaks is full of affection.
Facing the dwarf’s extremely disgusting human beings and all races, Singing praises, the fourth swordsman of the Kingdom of Heaven, who had just slaughtered seven alien races in the Whispering Square a while ago, smiled, clapped and nodded:
"Very good, very energetic."
An additional mention here is that the gold coins he just lost were obtained from the pile of gold coins obtained after the seven major families ransacked their homes and exterminated them.
The cash flow and storage of the seven major families are actually not much. Each family happens to have 1 million+ gold coins, and the rest are extraordinary assets.
Most of the gold coins obtained from the confiscation of homes and exterminations were directly confiscated to the administration, and this asset was also used in the post-war reconstruction of Whispering Square.
Of course, the Administration ate meat, and the Xinmeng and the Transformer Family of Conglong Minister also drank some soup, and both of them shared some gold coins.
After hearing the blond young man's praise, the dwarf Rune Stone Hammer rubbed his hands very earnestly.
Compared to the two performers on the side, his handwork seemed a bit plain and simple.
"I see that your clothes clearly have the logo of Vortex Music. You should be a native dwarf of Terra, right? Why didn't you sing along with the elf in front of you? Also, do you know Quinn from Vortex Music? ?”
Xia Xiu pointed to a vortex symbol on the dwarf’s clothes and told the fundamental reason why he was willing to throw a gold coin to reward the other party besides having fun.
[Vortex Music] in Prometheus Square in Deer Yuan was the old place he frequented in his early days in Deer Yuan. Velociraptor Quinn was one of the few alien friends who were still alive in Deer Yuan. one.
"You... do you know Mr. Quinn!?"
The dwarf looked at Xia Xiu with surprise and said.
“Well, I’m his regular customer.” Xia Xiu rubbed his chin with his free right hand and said with a smile, “The songs I listened to the most when I was a student were his impromptu raps and Tianguo songs. Song."
"I see, but I don't know why. Since last year, Mr. Quinn has quit the rap circle and has not released music albums; some say he is sick, and some say he was taken away from heaven. There was a warning to check the water meter, and someone even mentioned that Mr. Quinn was the one who offended Hell's Kitchen..."
Run glanced around carefully, and then whispered: "That's the one The new sword-bearer is notorious. I heard that he studied in Luyuan before he became successful. Some people say that the reason why Mr. Quinn quit the Mimu music industry is related to this sword-holder." "That's right. ." The fourth sword holder in Heaven nodded with a clear face.
Indeed, the year before last, I had indeed killed the Impaler, and proved to be the [Crown One] in one step. The news that I was studying abroad in Luyuan would naturally be magnified countless times for investigation.
As long as Quinn is not a fool, he will find that his regular customer is a close friend who often listens to his diss songs from the Kingdom of Heaven...he is the fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven! ?
Hearing the news, Quinn probably wanted to carry the train and run away overnight.
Run Shichui didn’t know that the “culprit” who caused his idol to quit the music industry was standing in front of him. He began to tell Xia Xiu about his past.
Runen was born in the hub of Stonehammer Fortress deep in the Terra Mountains, and is a member of the Stonehammer family.
He is not a foreigner from all realms, he is a foreigner living in Terra...well...although both are the same to the Kingdom of Heaven.
But only they know that the long-term regional separation has long made the dwarf culture of the same foreign race very different.
The Stonehammer family, like other dwarf families, is famous for its superb forging skills and brave warriors.
However, in addition to the traditional axe, they also love music and poetry.
Yes, you heard it right, the Stone Hammer clan loves music and poetry.
This is simply heresy among the dwarves! ! !
Lunen grew up under the influence of his family and learned blacksmithing and fighting skills, but he has a special love for music and poetry.
As a young man, he listened to the old dwarves telling ancient legends and heroic deeds at his family's forge, which inspired him to dream of becoming a bard.
After becoming an adult, Luen decided to leave the family and embark on a journey to travel around.
He hopes to pass on the culture and friendship of the dwarves to all races through his poetry and music.
Then he came into contact with Terra’s Mimu music circle, the [Siren Records] company, and [Vortex Music]...
He went to [Siren Records] He auditioned, but due to his poor intonation and singing skills, he was rejected without any surprise.
As for why you can enter [Vortex Music], rappers understand it all.
He said that the reason why he did not sing with the elves in front, but performed traditional crafts without rapping, was because the street office of the casino received a report a while ago that he maliciously spread pollution in public places. The malignant meme music of tourist sanity.
He was disqualified from performing because of the report. If he dared to perform without a license, the casino's law enforcement forces would kick him out and deduct points from him on the federal Unwelcome Alien List.
If the score is insufficient, his federal visa will also be revoked.
"I see, I was reported maliciously."
Xia Xiu recalled the other party's poor tone just now and felt that the other party was not unjust at all.
“Yes, those guys who maliciously reported have no musical ability at all!” Lu En looked angrily, “Obviously I didn’t add any methacrylate, so why do they say my music is polluted!! ! ”
After Luen vented a few words, he then looked at the blond young man and asked curiously:
"Are you a tourist from the Silver State? Or are you here to work?"
" Me?" Xia Xiu grasped the silver cane in his left hand, with a gentle smile on his face, "I'm here to work."
"You don't look like someone who is here to work, you laugh. I’m very happy.”
Looking at the blond young man who couldn’t hide his happiness, he didn’t look like someone who worked overtime at all.
Roen was very impressed by the human social animals that needed work in Terra. These animals...oh no, human life is like being locked in an invisible cage. Every day is like a gear in a clock, turning constantly. From early morning to late at night, there is no rest.
Having grown up next to his family's forge, he knew what hard work was, but he couldn't understand why these Terrans were willing to be so bound.
They get up before dawn in the morning and rush to their workplace. They stay in the same place and face the same things all day long.
No time to stop, no time to think.
During the noon break, they wolfed down a simple lunch and then started working mechanically again.
At night, they drag their tired bodies back home, but they have to face more pressure and worries.
Children’s education, the burden of housework, and even a good night’s sleep are a luxury.
The next day, they had to repeat this endless cycle.
These Terrans are so pitiful, like slaves bound by invisible chains, losing their freedom and hope.
Even in the bustling city, they cannot see the dawn of the future.
Although his life was not rich, he had freedom, music and poetry in his heart.
He could not understand why these Terrans were willing to endure such a life day after day.
"Happy, of course I am happy."
Xia Xiu couldn't hide the smile on his face at this moment, he was really happy.
"You know, originally I had several more long-distance trips. But, no need to do that now. I just saw that all my work goals are gathered together."
He tilted his head, his handsome face full of joy:
"They all took the initiative to lean towards me."
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Casino·Xialin District.
Xialin District is located in the northwest of the gambling city, with beautiful environment and complete facilities. Although it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, the night view here is equally charming.
The green grass on the golf course looks particularly soft under the illumination of night lights, and the lake in the park reflects the surrounding lights, sparkling like stars falling into the world.
On the street, the lights of cars are constantly shuttling, and the laughter and conversations of pedestrians are intertwined, forming a bustling night scene.
The residential area in Xialin District is brightly lit, and the warm yellow light shines from the windows and reflects on the neat streets, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.
The lights of the casino in the distance are more colorful, with various signs and neon lights shining brightly, as if summoning gamblers who are eager to get rich overnight.
High in the sky, searchlight poles cut across the night sky, outlining the outlines of magnificent buildings. The sound of helicopters echoed in the air, adding a touch of movement and vitality to this city that never sleeps.
In a casino full of joy, Ernest Hayes, captain of the Rockets of the Hermes Consortium, felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.
Because, he received news from the think tank, which identified the enemy who attacked him.
Moreover, the think tank [Hirmi] also issued an order to them:
[You, go and get rid of the fourth sword holder in the kingdom of heaven! 】
“Me?”
Ernest Hayes looked at this instruction with a constipated expression.