Chapter 26 A New Day

The morning of [Steam City] came with many whistles. The warm morning light sprinkled through the mist of water vapor that never stopped day and night, adding a faint bright color to the land. When the morning light penetrated the gap of water vapor like a sharp sword, bringing a more brilliant and sacred scenery, it was reflected in a pair of curious emerald eyes.

Everything that happened in the dream last night was vivid.

It was so bizarre that it could be regarded as the beginning of an adventure novel. After waking up, Lin En could still remember most of the content.

Entering the dream, the star world, losing control, the kind lady, the transaction content, jojo standing...

"Damn, how can I remember this dark history so clearly?"

Lin En, who had finished washing up in the private bathroom, couldn't help but curse. The social death scene was really embarrassing for him now. Fortunately, it was in the dream. If he was seen in the surface world, he would really be ashamed.

As for whether the people who met in the star world will meet in reality.

Lin En thought about the total population of Sturm. Not to mention whether he and the kind lady could meet in reality, even if they met, they might not recognize each other. The probability was about the same as the chance encounter of netizens offline. He slept in a hurry last night, and did not have time to organize his personal belongings properly. He pulled them out of the original room in a box.

Lin En certainly knew what he had.

The main thing was to see if there was anything inexplicably extra. After experiencing an extraordinary event, Lin En naturally became much more sensitive, and the lack of security would naturally be reflected in his daily life.

There were not many personal belongings.

They were all brought out from home. Among the books, there was a set of [General History of the Continent], a book [Reading and Writing in the Mulan Language], and a novel called [The Covenant of the Bone Owl]. After moving to Squirrel Street, Lin En was still studying hard, hoping that he could be admitted to the University of Levia to complete his academic goals and become an upper-class figure again.

When Lin En opened [The Secret of Abundance] to translate, he was partly tempted by the evil secret book, and partly because of his inner desire to prove himself.

Now the new individual Lin En's academic goals have become very weak.

With his fluent reading and writing of [Murran], he is at ease as a lecturer's assistant, but his new goal is no longer to be a lecturer in the history department of Livia, but to be an extraordinary person, a gentleman who is decent and can protect himself.

In addition to books, two sets of shirts and pants, a coat, a set of pajamas and miscellaneous daily necessities, Lin En also found a silver Sule in the corner of the suitcase. This is a pleasant surprise. Lin En blew it in his hand as a symbol of his good luck for the day.

"I don't have a hat."

After a lot of trouble, Lin En found a problem that he had always ignored. In Albion, whether men or women, a hat is a must-have outfit for going out. Top hats, bowler hats, cavalry hats, in short, a hat is too important. It is extremely rude to not have a hat in some occasions. People change hats much more diligently than clothes.

Although Lin En is not old enough to wear a top hat, he still needs it now that he has come out to work on his own. In the future, he will have to add a cane, a pocket watch, and a set of cufflinks.

By the way, Lin En likes the top hat style very much.

After taking care of himself, Lin En went out in high spirits. He had no mobile phone, no computer, and only a novel that had been read to pieces. It was too torturous for him to stay in the room and wait for news.

As soon as he went out, Lin En saw the landlord who was not in a good mental state. He had been waiting for a long time and asked if there was any unusual noise in the room last night. Lin En said that everything was normal last night. It seemed that the things under the bed were not returned to the scene yesterday. Maybe it will be completely safe in a week or two.

When Boris heard the approximate time of one or two weeks, his face was as painful as if his mother had died.

The big room that Lin En currently lives in can get at least 8 soles for renting it out for a month. As for the deposit, furniture costs and water and electricity costs, they have to be calculated separately. Even if this is Squirrel Street, there are still many people willing to rent it. Boris would have liked to break a quarter penny into an eighth of a penny, and he would never miss the chance to deduct money from the tenants. Lin En, through the [Suppression Bureau], simply cut directly into his fat meat.

Mr. Boris smiled for a while and left in a sullen mood. Lin En looked at his back and thought about what he had done, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Yesterday, he was still thinking that people without morals are often the first choice to be collectively attacked to quell public anger, and he also chose people with moral deficiencies when he took advantage of his power to bully others. This did not make him complacent, but instead he was alerted that he should not become a person who is not needed and has no morals in this society one day.

Squeak...

Pushing open the door of the room where the garbage was originally piled, Lin En stood outside the door with the key and frowned to observe the scene inside. It was exactly the same as what he saw when he came in last night. The blackened secret mark on the ground was still there, and it seemed much emptier because his belongings were packed up.

It seems that the [Demon Spirit] mentioned by Mr. Bill does not have the habit of returning to the hunting ground to eat leftovers.

After all, this is the [Steam City].

One of the most prosperous port cities in the Kingdom of Albion. Judging from the speed of the police dispatch from Elba Field and the [Suppression Bureau], the extraordinary public security must be good. Even if the [Demon Spirit] is very concerned about the prey that it has not completely killed, its cunning nature should not make it come directly to kill for a while.

It is more likely that he will wait patiently until the next time he is hungry, and then enjoy Lin En's meal that can be eaten twice.

The existence of a bomb that may explode at any time always makes people feel uneasy.

Lin En walked in and looked around. He left this room that he had no good memories of. The tenants that Lin En met in the corridor were panicked and avoided him when they saw him. Lin En, who had not had much contact with them, felt that there was something more than just fear between him and them. Just like before Lin En fell to Squirrel Street, they were different in temperament and demeanor. After the baptism of the secret ceremony, the beautiful boy Lin En was more handsome than before.

A new day, but not a very happy start. He was a little unhappy.

Lin En touched his nose and walked out of No. 175 Squirrel Street.

He just went out and looked up and saw the brass sparrow jumping on the treetops. It was using its iron beak to impose extremely cruel splitting punishment on an unknown insect. Even though this body of gold and iron could not eat, it retained some of the habits of birds. It looked very familiar, a bit like Ye Funi's sparrow, a handmade product from the same series.

Chirp! Swish!

The sparrow jumped down and fluttered its wings and hopped over. After it pounced in front of Lin En, its belly contracted and expanded, and a note fell down.

Then the brass sparrow flew up and landed on Lin En's shoulder, tapped his cheek with its wings and then the note, and finally fluttered its wings and flew away. It was the first time to receive a letter in this way. Lin En retracted his gaze and picked up the note curiously.

"Young sir, come to the branch at 2 o'clock this afternoon to sign the withdrawal of your charges and confidentiality agreement. In addition, if you come early enough, you may be able to have lunch together."

Although there was no signature, Lin En could guess that this was a letter from Mr. Bill, Mr. Squinty Eyes.

"The efficiency of [The Lightman] is really good." Lin En put the note away and habitually adjusted his collar. There was plenty of time before going to the [Lightman] branch. He also wanted to walk through Squirrel Street and see how most people in this era lived.

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