Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 62 Dan

Chris stood at the door of Albert's office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Do you have something to do with the captain?"

Fred chewed bread in his mouth, walked over with a pile of documents in his arms, and said vaguely: "Albert has a day off today."

Chris retracted his hand and scratched his head: "Oh, the captain has a day off today."

"Well," Fred took a bite of bread and continued, "You have to guard the Steam Gate tonight, don't forget it."

It's only eight o'clock in the morning to talk about things in the evening. It's a bit early to remind...

Chris cursed, nodded and smiled: "Okay, I get it, Fred."

When he walked into the office, Chris touched the back of his head. He now had to digest the potion in his body.

By the way, aren't there boxing matches in the bar? I might be able to digest some magic potions by attending a few...

Chris didn't think of it as "absenteeism" at all. In Albert's words, it was "personalized work."

I don’t know when the trend of “personalization” within the Heart of Machinery arose. Albert always blushed and explained to Annie, who was smiling, that this had been around for a long time, but every team member knew that it originated from he.

Albert is very friendly, treats the team members equally, and has no airs of captain at all. It is precisely because of this that an unruly, lazy and sloppy style has been unconsciously developed within the Mechanical Heart of Tingen City. .

For example, team members often use spells without reporting them, carry heavy weapons at will, or go out shopping and watching theater during workdays... Of course, they still strictly abide by the regulations on the use of sealed objects.

Thanks to Albert's wise leadership, Tingen City's Mechanical Heart has always been at the bottom of the internal ranking of Loen's Mechanical Heart. Every time a ranking telegram came from the temple, Albert would lock himself in the office and sigh repeatedly.

He sighed not because he was disappointed with anyone, but simply because the speed of high-level allocations was based on rankings.

He didn't care about this and always comforted himself with the reason that "the headquarters of the Mechanical Heart of Tingen City is in the logistics department of the university and is often out of work."

Consolation is comfort, superficial work still needs to be done, and the first sentence at the beginning of the group meeting he convenes must also be:

"Although we work on a personalized basis, everyone still has to abide by the basic rules and regulations..."

The team members are not idle when they are not on the field. In addition to doing accounting work within the Heart of Machinery, Catherine and Anne will also use the extraordinary abilities of "generalists" to help the police department handle large amounts of complicated data so that the accounts can be kept accurate. As for errors.

Horik relied on his knowledge as an "archaeologist" to become a trainee teacher in the History Department of Hoy University, and in his free time, he took on the job of teaching for teachers who were unable to come to class for free.Over time, teachers from other departments all knew about the existence of such an expert from the Logistics Department.

Horik will not refuse requests from teachers in other departments. Whether it is grammar, foreign languages, physics, or chemistry, as long as he is given some time to prepare, he can teach seriously for a whole day without making any mistakes.

As the eldest of the six Extraordinaries in the Heart of Machinery, Fred often goes to the Holy Number Church in the suburbs to do volunteer work. Recently, he even talked about becoming a coachman and taking over the work that was originally the responsibility of the university campus police.

But Chris is different from the other team members. He is the "Peeper" path, and in actual work... it doesn't seem to have much effect.

It's now nine o'clock, and only Bob, Fred, and Chris are in the logistics department. The two ladies and Horik are gone.

"In addition to the resting captain, there are three other team members who are not here. It is also a personalized job for me to go to the bar to watch the boxing match..."

Chris relieved himself and left the logistics department.

Half an hour later, a young man wearing a gray jacket and black overalls jumped off the streetcar, straightened the peaked cap on his head, and walked towards the Dragon Bar.

After receiving the look of agreement from the guard outside the door, Chris opened the door. The familiar smell of alcohol mixed with the noise filled his ears and nose. Chris rubbed the white crystal in his pocket and raised his chin towards the bartender: "A glass of Nan." Will beer." He took out a few coins and handed them to the other party, receiving a wooden cup full of golden and frothy beer.

"Fresh."

The aroma of malt hit his nose straight, and Chris took a big sip to let the wine level drop a little.

He walked toward the ring with his glass in hand, so that the beer wouldn't spill outside.

The next match was about to start. Chris squeezed through the crowd and stood on a low stool, looking at the two boxers who were about to take the stage. The boxing ring in the Dragon Bar was not big enough for them to be on the stage. Prepare, the two sides on stage means the start of the game.

As soon as the two people jumped onto the ring, the shouts from the audience suddenly increased.

"Dan, come on! Don't let me down!"

"I bet you one soul, don't let me down, Mirkov!"

Dan?The one I met at the Brave Bar?Why did he come to Tingen?

Chris's eyes focused on the boxer with short yellow hair. His hands were wrapped in bandages with blood stains on them.

Dan and Mirkov fist bumped each other, then immediately jumped back.

His opponent Mirkov was not only taller than him, but also obviously stronger than him. Under the black vest were bulging muscles. Coupled with his thick body hair and fierce appearance, he was clearly a Fusac man.

Milkoff bent down slightly, stretched his hands towards Dan, and kept spitting out obscenities.

Dan, on the other hand, assumed a standard boxer's stance, jumping on the spot.

Chris took a sip of wine, mobilized his spirituality, and used his not-so-skilled "Fighting Scholar" extraordinary ability to analyze the two of them.

The man named Mirkov should be from the Fusak Empire. This posture is very similar to wrestling. If Fusak is based on a polar bear, the technique he uses should be a wrestling technique called "Sambo"...

And the fighting skills Dan used were the same as last time, which was basic boxing. If he was from Loen, it would make sense. After all, the origin of modern boxing was in the Rotten Kingdom...

During the analysis process, Chris unconsciously recalled the knowledge he had before the time travel. The fighting knowledge from the two worlds was intertwined, which made him feel dizzy and fell off the stool. Fortunately, he maintained his balance.

"Hey, the beer almost spilled on me!"

Chris quickly apologized to others, drank all his beer in one breath, put the wooden cup on the table, and pushed towards the crowd in front.

Mirkov knew that he had a physical advantage. He opened his arms slightly, trying to tightly restrain Dan with his vice-like arms.

And Dan has been leaning against the edge of the boxing ring and going around in circles with Mirkov, trying not to show his flaws.

"Don't waste your time, Feysac!"

"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

The gamblers raised their empty glasses and yelled that they didn't want to wait any longer.

Finally, Milkoff roared and rushed to Dan!

(End of this chapter)