The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 6 The Calm Office Worker Route Unlocked
"Old Township train, No. 221 mobile carriage of the Laolu Street sub-train... Wuyuanren apartment, a comfortable personal studio apartment, one bedroom, one living room, one study room and a small balcony... The rent is 315 rounds of ammunition per month, and no inferior ammunition is accepted. "

"If needed: provide two small meals (lunch and lunch), 50 bullets per month; provide two large meals (lunch and dinner), 55 bullets per month; cleaning service, 30 bullets per month."

"...also accepts oil and earth, and any proven occult materials and raw materials."

After thousands of choices, Gwen finally found a suitable house. First, it was able to solve the problem of dining, then it was the problem of price, and finally it was the problem of convenience.

His source power needs to be stabilized through various mystic rituals and training.Therefore, it is necessary to choose a place where resources can be easily obtained. There is a trade carriage in the Wuyuanren Apartment, which is specially used for mystics students and origin messengers to use trade.Supernatural powers in Utopia are already 'recognized by the authorities'.

Public discussion is not prohibited, but it is not encouraged either.

Will not confirm any strange stories and mysterious events, but will not deny any strange stories and mysterious events.The performance of the authorities reminded Gwen of the post office under Big Ben, swinging and posting, posting and posting.

And the price will not be very high. The price of 420 rounds of bullets per month is naturally very expensive for ordinary residents of Utopia with beast ears, but for Gwen who has the idea of ​​"an old beast sponsoring angel investment", this kind of An apartment of a certain standard is definitely the best place to live.

Finally, the key problem of eating, this is the most critical, if this matter is not resolved, I am afraid that even he who can sleep well among the lions will not be able to sleep peacefully.

Gwen, with the expectation of "extraordinary food", dragged a layered box and took a motor-drawn carriage...that is, a small carriage pulled by two motorcycles...it took about fifteen minutes to arrive at Laolu Street.

A very long train.

After he got off the car (or asked to get on the car), he dragged the laminated box, frowned and looked at the license plate number "Mobile Car No. 001" on the platform, pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked around as if there were no vehicles He sighed when he could help himself.

"Let's go."

It's just a 200-mile journey, and it's nothing compared to walking through the desert!He squeezed his fists, cheered himself up, and began to walk along the old road street that was "more like a long platform than a long street".

Laolu Street is a complete 'huge train', and on the train, the platforms of each house number will stop at a fixed time every day, and the train will depart as soon as the curfew time is reached, and the outer track of Laolu Street will start to circle around.From 8 o'clock at night, all the way to 8 o'clock in the morning, and finally stopped at the 'platform with the correct house number'.

If you want to go out at night, you can only ride a motorcycle.

In the same way, if you want to go home at night, you have to ride a motorcycle and quietly stop on the small train without bombing the street.

... When Gwen came to the end of Laolu Street, walking forward was the head of the train, the land where buildings such as "Old Road Street Office" and "Public Library" were built.

'111' is displayed on the left side of the platform.

He looked to the right with an uneasy feeling, and it showed 'Number 112' out of nowhere.Then, looking at the way he came, relying on the willpower not to cry even after being pierced by a poisonous scorpion to his little toe, he wiped his slightly red eye sockets with his hands, bit his lip, and dragged the thousand-layer box back. Walk.

As he walked, he had intense self-reflection.

"We must not delay things because of our craving for delicious food."

With some extra footwork, he finally reached platform 221.

A tall and huge train is parked on the platform.

It has complex craftsmanship that all mechanical fans love, huge exquisite patterns and a large number of mechanical platform modifications, which makes this train feel a bit of a "city within a city".

"It's really a huge train, and there must be origin messengers participating in the construction. I don't think that a different world with a lower level of technology than the previous life can create this kind of thing with the 'science without legs'..."

He muttered, dragging the box onto the train.

There are three Ronen security guards with dog ears at the door, two old and one young, the young one is playing some kind of 'chasing his own tail' game, and the other two old ones are playing a card called Witch Card There is a game, and there is a collection of poems next to it.Utopians like literature, although most people know nothing about literature.

Gwen coughed lightly.

There seems to be 'Deng! With a sound, the three gentlemen of Ron En looked over in unison.

After about half a second, the two old Ron En security guards quickly put away the cards, while the younger one looked at Gwen excitedly and said:
"Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am."

"It's a man."

Gwen corrected it. Regardless of the other party's expression of "the dog's heart is broken", she opened the newspaper with both hands, held it up, and said, "I'm here to rent a house, is there any room?"

The older security guard Ron En nodded: "We have nothing to do with renting a house."

The other pointed to the door: "Go inside, the No. [-] room in the library is the conductor of this train, you have to tell her to rent the house..."

"I'll take him there!" The young Ronen was still unwilling.

"Thank you, I can go by myself."

Gwen dragged the laminated box and walked in quickly. He was afraid of this enthusiastic creature.Rongen people (dog-eared people) are said to have relatively good personalities, either very enthusiastic or very vicious.

After entering the train, there is a warm compartment. The small rooms on both sides of the corridor have been transformed into open bookshelves, quite like the rooms with a large number of enchanting tables in "Minecraft".When you walk to the middle, you can see the personal reading room, which is usually a combination of a desk and a soft sofa.

The conductor of the train was a young and unexpected woman.

He was only about twenty years old, with Welge cat ears, black hair and black eyes giving a sense of intimacy, a handsome appearance, and a bandage on his left hand. He was reading "If the World Wasn't on a Train?" , a utopian science fiction novel?

Although the lady in the conductor's clothes looks very young, she is very sophisticated.

After knowing the purpose of Gwen's renting a house, he persuaded Gwen to rent a "luxury room" with a few words, and the monthly budget of 420 rounds of ammunition rose unconsciously to 650 rounds per month.

It's not that Gwen is weak-willed.

It's because if you live in a deluxe room, you not only have a 'single room shower room', but also have a high-quality order service, and you can also give feedback to the chef...

Gwen was not one to 'grow' by abusing herself.

If there is some enjoyment, it is natural to enjoy it fiercely.

What's more, Gwen is sure that he will never lack bullets.

While waiting for the room to be cleaned, he sat on top of his layered box, opened the newspaper, and his eyes were completely attracted by a piece of news:

"The fellow car team is hiring an expert in 'Scarology' with a rich reward. Anyone who is interested please..."

Scarology?
Hearing the word scar, Gwen almost patted her thigh and shouted: I understand this!
First make sure it's not scar science like "pain, too much pain" and "I'll never lose my love", but after confirming that it's "identification of corpse injuries", Gwen is full of confidence.In his previous life, he was revered as the "wound tearer", so he is not very suitable for this kind of position that is biased towards "forensic doctor" but also a "cloud forensic doctor".

"It's a job made in heaven."

Not only can you set an indicator of what kind of living expenses you can earn before squandering '[-] rounds of ammunition', but more importantly, you can mix into the official team... Moreover, this position is still a 'flexible position'.

Simply put, it means 'as long as you can, you can work from home'.

"It seems that I am still not a cow and a horse in another world, and I was born directly in Rome."

The mind flayer was already considering a peaceful life of going to work honestly and killing people in his spare time.

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　　Speaking of which, the contract was successfully signed~
　　Still very happy!
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(End of this chapter)