Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 89 Chris' New Idea
Life is a book...

When Chris heard this philosophical sentence, he inexplicably thought of Mrs. Sharon's purple book.

Gawain put down the tea cup and showed a relieved smile on his face: "So, don't think this is your problem. They don't think so, so why do you torture yourself?"

Chris thought so. Gawain had let go of the traitor who had a blood feud with him, so why should he blame himself? The herbal medicine of the "pharmacist" can restore Fred's health. As for the greater goal, it can naturally wait until the sequence is improved.Those difficult feelings will eventually be resolved by him.He is confident that the regrets in the original work will be made up for.

Afterwards, Gawain kindly only allowed Chris to practice five more groups. In addition to the necessary physical training, he also taught him some fighting skills specific to knights.Chris' body was sore when he left, but still bearable.

Chris walked slowly along the road. It was afternoon and the scent of lavender and morning glories filled the air.The sun shines warmly on people, and the light shines through the woods to the ground. If you look carefully, you can also see animals in the woods, such as squirrels and hares.If you stand on a high place and look into the distance, the Hoy River is sparkling and flowing slowly, like a shining ribbon on the earth.To its west, the Tasok River roars and flows endlessly.The two are like a lady and a giant.

The public carriage stations on the outskirts of the city had long intervals between trains. He planned to walk into the city and then take the carriage. Walking could be considered exercise. The original owner was just a scholar and had no training foundation. Chris was worried about this at first.

The soreness gradually disappeared as Chris moved his steps. If he were not a "fighting scholar", the lactic acid accumulated in his muscles would have kept him at least three days.

Chris felt the changes in the potion in his body. After he competed with Dan with fighting skills that were unprecedented in this world, the potion in his body was just short of the last part being digested. At that time, he could consider the Sequence 7 "Wizard" "The magic potion.

But how to digest the last part... It starts with understanding the fighting knowledge that is not available in the mysterious world, and then comes to actual combat. The degree of digestion of this part of actual combat is far greater than the first time, but I feel that I have to do such a violent digestion again. …

Chris walked slowly with his hands in his pockets. Digesting potions is not a step-by-step process. After digesting it in "actual combat" for the first time, the digestion in actual combat will be far worse than the first time.

"We'll reach our destination in another ten minutes. Everyone, please hold on."

Childish voices came from the street corner, and a group of brightly dressed children walked towards this side under the leadership of their teacher.

These are the students of Jinwutong Preschool. They are out for an outing today.They started from school in the morning and visited the City Hall, the Central Garden and the Municipal Library, and watched the performances of the traveling circus.

But the two female teachers did not dare to beat or scold them. The parents of these children were from the rich and powerful upper class of Tingen City. If they were civilians, their children's status would be child labor.

"Preschool schools" are a new education model that has become popular in Loen in recent years, but there are very few schools, and those who can afford the high tuition are at least the middle class.

Chris suddenly had an inspiration - "Fighting Scholar" used the role-playing method to explain, wouldn't it mean that he would fall to "Scholar"?He had explored combat knowledge as a research scholar, and now it was time to digest potions as a practical scholar.

Chris coughed, walked forward, and smiled at the children: "Hey! Have you heard of fighting?"

As he spoke, he made funny poses, and the children stopped in place and chattered.

"Teacher Dana, is there something wrong with this policeman's head?"

"Hey, what does that word you just said mean?"

"Can you step aside, we've just finished watching the clown show in the circus!"

"You forgot to wear the clown mask, hahaha!"

The smile on Chris's face froze. He didn't expect that although these children were young, they were very capable of hurting others. "Mr. Police," the female teacher dressed plainly and wearing a round cap came over, "what can I do for you? I'm the teacher of Jinwutong Kindergarten School. I'm going on an outing today, and I'm going to take the children to the Hoy River to see the river view , maybe you’ll pass a few flower fields along the way.”

"Jinwutong District? You just walked here like this?" Chris asked in surprise.

"Of course not. We came by public carriage, and the children thought it was too bumpy."

When Chris didn't answer, the female teacher took out a piece of paper from her purse and handed it to him with both hands: "This is the school's certification document."

Chris took it and looked at it pretendingly, thinking about how to speak.

"Uh, that's right," Chris handed the paper back to her and touched his nose, "Do you know about fighting?"

"Fight?"

The female teacher was taken aback, she didn't expect why the young policeman suddenly mentioned this.

"Is it a...sport?" She looked at Chris questioningly.

"Yes! It's a sport!" Chris replied with a smile, thinking it was a good thing you didn't say it was a bloody and dirty thing in a bar. "I want to teach children to fight, is that okay?"

The female teacher looked back at the children behind her and replied with a look of embarrassment: "Mr. Police, that's it..."

Chris took out his police officer ID card and interrupted her: "You see, I am indeed a police officer."

"No, I don't doubt your identity," the female teacher tucked her hair behind her ears, "but we are in a hurry and the children are already a little impatient."

Chris looked at the handmade leather shoes on the boys' feet and the lace dresses on the girls and realized that this was not something she could mess with.If any child remembers his appearance and tells his parents something embellished, they may be fired because of their love for their son. The reason may be that a fool became a police officer.

"Okay," Chris got out of the way, and waved to the children awkwardly: "Kids, have fun, the scenery of the Hoy River is very beautiful, please don't go into the water, it's very dangerous~"

"Teacher Dana, he is really a fool!"

Chris watched the group of children walk away, put away his smile, and scratched his head.However, he did manage to figure out a way to digest the last part of the "Fighting Scholar" potion.

Teach students and digest the magic potion.

Chris was not depressed, but rather excited. After thoroughly digesting the "Fighting Scholar" potion, he would start collecting the formula and materials for the Sequence 7 "Wizard".

Chris continued walking into the city, caught a passing public carriage and drove towards the Golden Indus district, where there was the only children's almshouse in Tingen.

(End of this chapter)