Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 191 Steam Train
Early the next morning, the sky turned white, and the breeze that slipped in from the windowsill brought the fragrance of wild chrysanthemums in the yard.

Ren had eaten the breakfast carefully prepared by Keisha and was ready to leave.

After a long and affectionate kiss, Keisha picked up the yellow leather jacket on the hanger, put it on for him, and picked up a gray cowboy hat with the top sunken down and the sides turned up slightly. .

She walked him all the way to the bronze art gate in front of the courtyard, and hugged him violently when he turned around.

Feeling touched, Ren turned around and stroked her fair and tender cheeks, looking at the beautiful woman who was full of nostalgia and reluctance in her beautiful eyes, he said softly: "Xiaoyue, I miss you every day.

If you miss me too, just sleep in my room and get used to it first, you will sleep there anyway. "

"Kiss me one more time." Keisha said a little excitedly, not caring about his teasing.

Holding her face, it was another deep kiss, which lasted for a long time, and his lips parted. Ren was actually very reluctant to part with it.

The young couple is in the period of passionate love, wishing to be inseparable every day, but both of them know that the other has his own way.

Under the gaze of the beautiful woman, he waved his hand and walked towards the railway station in the east of the city. He was empty-handed, and he seemed to have nothing with him except for an ordinary revolver in the inner pocket of his jacket.

But he has two rings on his hand, a lavender magic hunting ring, and a more precious silver storage ring.

The latter was given to him by Kesha. Of course, this kind of storage ring is not as magical as Ryan thought.

It is not a space ring, and it cannot collect items in a single thought. The storage ring is made of special materials, and the inside is actually a space folding formation.

It can be opened by injecting psionic energy. It takes more than ten seconds to open the opening, and then reach in to take out the items inside. It takes another five or six seconds to close, and the ring will glow when it is opened.

Therefore, it cannot be used in battle, but even so, it is a very precious item.

In addition to the saints of related professions, it needs the cooperation of alchemy masters and formation masters to create them.

For example, a newly promoted Formation Warlock like Old Goat can't carve a small space folding formation in a place as small as a ring.

Generally, only old-fashioned master-level transcendents can afford this kind of thing. What Ren has in his hand is a storage ring with a space of two cubic meters, which is enough for all his luggage.

On September 9st, it was the golden autumn holiday, and the Bushencheng Railway Station was crowded with people, very noisy, and many college students who were about to go home could be seen.

The esoteric studies class of Buchen University only recruits locals, but other general majors recruit students from all over the country, so there are many students from other places.

Ren stepped onto the platform with the purchased train ticket and entered a carriage, which heralded the beginning of a new adventure.

"woo woo woo woo-"

Accompanied by the piercing siren, a large cloud of white mist rose from the steam locomotive, and the iron wheels began to rotate in an orderly manner.

Like a long swimming dragon, the steam train slowly left the platform.

Ren bought a first-class ticket, the best car, which was very expensive, costing one gold coin.

However, inside the train, the space is quite spacious, with small boxes divided by wooden boards.

Since the people of the Steam Alliance invented the train, the "Pioneer" steam train has been improved many times, and its speed has increased a lot, and it has reached a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour.

The long train drove through a large field, and outside the open window, the fragrance of flowers, plants and shrubs wafted.

Ren was admiring the scenery on the plain outside the window. This was his first time leaving Bushen City and riding a steam train, which was quite novel.

"Fast food! Drinks!"

Not long after, a clear female voice sounded, and a female flight attendant in a white uniform pushed a small dining car through a narrow corridor on one side.

When it comes to meals, there is a special dining car in the steam train, but it is obviously for the rich.

As civilians and the middle class, most of them bring their own dry food.

The light meal provided by the steam train continues the fine tradition, the taste is average, and it is very expensive!

Renn, who made a fortune from the mission of the Red Witch before, did not lack the money, and shouted: "Give me a rice bowl!"

"1 silver coins!"

This price is more than three times more expensive than outside. In Faroland, one gold coin is equal to 1 silver coins, and one silver coin is equivalent to 10 copper plates.

In a rough analogy, a copper plate is equivalent to two dollars.

While eating the rice bowl with shredded pork and pepper that was more than three times more expensive than usual, Ren thought about his next move.

Because he was reminded yesterday that he didn't plan to make extra troubles. First, he familiarized himself with the environment, and immediately went to the indigenous tribe to get the red heart grass, and then considered other things.

Three hours later, on the edge of the Pugani Plain, in the city of Dilamo.

The scorching sun roasted the earth, the strong wind blew, bursts of yellow sand rose, and green cactus stood up.

In the distance, you can see a crimson canyon, through this canyon, you really entered the hinterland of the Pugani Plain.

Dilamo City was originally a gold mining spot. More than 80 years ago, tens of thousands of enthusiastic gold diggers flocked here.

Some of them became rich overnight, and some died on the street. When the gold mine was discovered, the place was extremely chaotic, and various gangsters were fighting here, trying to make a fortune first.

After a carnival full of blood and death, the government took over here, but many people stayed, and it gradually developed into a small city.

Horses are the most convenient means of transportation here, cowboys are frequent visitors here, and muskets are the custom here.

There is also a tradition of dueling in the local area. It is not the kind of duel between gentlemen who count back to back, but who draws their guns faster and shoots more accurately. Life and death are decided in only a few tenths of a second.

Good marksmanship, nimble and quick drawing and fighting skills are enough to win you a round of applause, even the favor of hot girls!
Don't underestimate ordinary guns. After the improvement of the Steam Alliance, the revolver is very powerful.

Although first-order transcendents are much stronger than ordinary people, they can't even cover their bodies with spiritual energy. If they take a few more shots, they will still be killed by ordinary guns.

Even a second-order transcendent can direct the spiritual energy in his body to the surface of his body to form a defense, but he can't resist the shooting of guns without injury. If he is shot by more than a dozen guns, he also has the risk of being killed.

Of course, ordinary guns are useless against third-order transcendents. They can already emit spiritual energy to form spiritual waves and winds. They need special ammunition such as magic hunting bullets and armor-piercing bullets to deal with them.

However, there are also extraordinary people hidden among the cowboys or gangsters here. The common extraordinary professions here include [Gun Fighter], [Fighter], [Knight] and so on.

Most of the people here live by herding, and sometimes work part-time as bounty hunters.

Of course, if you are forced to make a living, it is not incomprehensible to do one or two tickets occasionally.

At this time, Rennes had already stepped into the territory of Dilamo City, and there were no railroad tracks passing through the hinterland of the plain. From then on, he needed to take a carriage.

He was wearing a cowboy hat, a jacket, blue and white jeans, and black riding boots... he was completely dressed like a cowboy. After walking for a while, he saw a bar.

The door sign said "Firebird Bar", and he pushed open the half-remaining wooden door and walked in.

For a moment, it seemed that many eyes glanced over, and then retracted immediately.

The bar was very noisy, the smell of tobacco was mixed with the smell of alcohol, and the atmosphere was smoky.

The hustle and bustle, the girls' coquettish smiles and the drinkers' shouts formed a unique symphony.

There was even a couple of men and women doing it on the chairs in public, and the people around were not surprised. Recently, this place has become an unbelievable mess. This kind of ghost place can be refreshing every day.

On the wall on one side of the bar, there are still rows of arrest warrants, portraits of criminals drawn with sketches, and the amount of the reward written below.

There are only a few, and there are black and white photos, but they are all blurry.

Don't expect to know the criminal's appearance through this strange wanted notice.

Seeing this scene, Ren smiled and sat down at the bar: "A glass of beer!"

"This is a welcome for foreigners, I invite you for the first drink!"

The bartender, who looked like an uncle, was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, and a mustache. He brought a mug of beer and said with a smile.

"How do you know I'm a foreigner?"

Ren glanced at his clothes, which were the usual denim clothes here, nothing special.

The bartender laughed: "Accent, and the cowboys here generally put their guns in their trouser pockets instead of hiding them in their leather jacket pockets."

Slightly startled, this was a kind reminder, Ren took out the revolver in his jacket, put it in his trouser pocket, and exposed the butt.

In an instant, the people in the bar who secretly watched him looked away.

"Thanks for reminding!"

Ren thanked him. Although he was not afraid, being entangled by these people was not a pleasant thing.

"You're welcome, do you need intelligence services?"

(End of this chapter)