Chapter 492: People who grew up (3/3)
Chapter 492 People who grow up (33)
When Ian woke up from this unexpectedly deep 'deep meditation', everything had just passed an hour.
The clock hanging in the hall of Isengard's mansion was ticking, and the sound of flipping through files could be heard in the study of the blond boy.
Obviously, Isengard didn't realize that his friend had already gone to the Fairy Township in the Void Realm with a fairy friend.
At the same time, Hua An also woke up. She stretched her waist and yawned: "Well... I feel a little sleepy. Good night, Ian, I'm going to bed too!"
Saying so, she flew up unsteadily and flew towards the back garden of the mansion, seemingly planning to set up a tent there.
As an earth-type fairy, Hua An still prefers to rest in a natural environment.
"Who said before that goblins don't need to sleep?"
Ian complained in his heart, stood up slowly, and carefully paid attention to the balance on his shoulders, so as not to wake up Shuangdie.
"Don't be too late, we can continue the discussion tomorrow."
Randomly found a room, and Ian also greeted Isengard, telling him to rest early.
After getting a serious response, Ian tidied up a bit, and then lay down on the bed.
Anyway, he is a sublimator, he has not fought recently, and his body is not dirty. Most importantly, if she went to take a bath, Shuangdie would definitely wake up.
Washing tomorrow morning is the same.
Thinking so, Ian closed his eyes, recalling the experiences and details of the recent period in his mind.
"Void... Mechanism." He muttered to himself in his heart, "Is it only a heartless creature like a goblin who doesn't care? Such an incredible Void God... behind him, there must be others of the same kind, An even stronger Void Mechanikon."
"And then, it can already be regarded as a god."
The legacy left by the civilization of the pre-epoch in the Void Realm may now have become a terrifying Destruction Machine God like the Final Deleter—plus the original Void Realm may not be a good place, and it may become more primitive than the prehistoric wilderness. Times are more dangerous.
But after all, what does all this have to do with him?
At least in the recent period, Ian has no plans to explore the Void Realm in depth—he always makes plans before moving.
"Anyway, I want to sleep."
He made a decision, and then felt tired and sleepy welling up from his heart.
In a sense of contentment and security, in a warm and soothing state of mind.
Ian had the best sleep he's had in two months.
After waking up early, Ian found that his hair, shoulders and pillow were all covered with coffee-flavored ice water.
Shuangdie woke up and lay on it, looking at Ian innocently.
"You little guy..."
Ian clicked his tongue and reached out to tap Shuangdie's little head, making the other party show a (>.<) expression.
He suddenly discovered that it might not be a very simple matter to raise a goblin...but maybe it's okay? At least Frost Butterfly won't make the room full of fur and smell like those who keep cats and dogs.
The coffee taste is not bad, Isengard probably won't wash the pillows by himself, so tell him.
"Let's play by yourself first, I'll take a bath." The boy told the little fairy.
"Okay~" Just being pressed on the head, without being said or scolded, Shuangdie happily flew up and went to play with Hua An.
And Ian took a shower.
In fact, with the power of Ian's water fairy blood and the ventilation ability of the air-wrapping armor, he is cleaning his body all the time. In theory, he doesn't need to take a bath at all.
But this process itself, for teenagers, is actually a ritual of thinking and summarizing.
"Except for me, my companions are also growing."
Straightening his long hair, Ian washed away the traces of coffee that might remain on the ends of his hair, as well as the impurities metabolized by some alchemy potions, and he thought in his heart: "Sharks are getting smarter, and Frost Butterfly has become a real Leprechaun."
"Qingchao has become a swordsmanship instructor in Port Harrison, and Scott is also preparing to become a sublimator—not to mention the little guy Elan. The last time I contacted him, his voice was obviously much more energetic. In Huaiguang With the help of the church, it is estimated that the barriers to speaking will disappear soon.”
"The most powerful is Isengard."
When I came to the imperial capital this time, Ian was particularly surprised by Isengard's growth.
This young nobleman who was an ignorant young master two or three months ago has now become a 'smart person' who can make full use of his identity and status, find a lot of information and summarize, and accurately analyze the difficult situation he is in now. .
And most importantly, this smart man did not lose the hidden kindness in his heart... It is precisely because of this kindness, which is extremely rare among nobles, that Ian looks at him differently.
After all, it is easy to cold-bloodedly ignore other people, but it is really difficult to endure the pain caused by the unbearable heart.
Among other things, the young nobleman from the Noka family that he met at the scene of the car accident did not even look at the victim from the beginning to the end.
He is real, he doesn't care about the life and death of ordinary people at all, he only cares about Ian's value to him.
"I know more and more people."
Ian recalled that he found that after he left Port Harrison, the number of people he knew did increase at an extremely fast rate.
For example, Anfa and Xiou of Dragon Worship Sect, and Elder Manya's family.
Sister Yingguang of Huaiguang Church, and others, such as Miss Huaan, Marquis of Barton, Knight of Tres and others.
"Sure enough, you still have to leave your hometown to see the world."
Ian tilted his head and rubbed his hair. He thought of Port Harrison, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly: "At first, I was still thinking, should I stay in Port Harrison and slowly farm and develop... When it's almost time, Go out and practice again."
"But now it seems that it is a bit too naive-the empire has trains, cars and even a whole night transportation system, and the imperial capital is even exaggerated to the point of exaggerating the planetary shield generator-not to mention that it is difficult to have one in Harrison Port tools and technologies to develop the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea."
"Even if the Sequoia Base is really repaired, so what? There is not enough manpower, and it is far inferior to the big cities in various countries, let alone the intact ruins of the pre-epoch civilization like the Imperial Capital. central metropolis."
Ian knew that if he wanted to realize his dream, he must return to Nanling to build his own base.
But now is not the time... He doesn't even have a second energy level on the surface, so what if he has a territory?
Instead of colluding with a group of local noble knights and concealing his strength and farming slowly, he might as well travel around and look for opportunities that can improve his strength faster.
Just like this time, if I don’t come out and meet Ms. Hua An, how could Ian go to the Void Realm under the guidance of the other party and come to the mysterious ‘Fairy Township’?
Although he can't stay in the virtual world for too long now, and he hasn't encountered any wonderful intelligence or the existence of the virtual world to give him blessings and knowledge, but with exercise and persistence, he will always encounter them.
This is something that the insect nest can't do.
"If you really want to farm, can you still have insect nests to farm quickly? But even insect nests can't do it. It is conceivable that to achieve the future I want, it is definitely not something that can be achieved by simply living in a small place and farming. .”
"It is necessary to collect a large number of clues, collect a large number of key resources, so that I can grow up quickly...and then lead the growth of the place."
After washing his hair, there was nothing else to clean up. Ian controlled the flow of water away from his hair and body, and changed into a new dress that Mr. Yinfang had prepared for him.
The inner lining is a white shirt, an alchemist robe, and dark gray anti-corrosion gloves. There is a steel-patterned sword hanging on the waist, and the patrol knight's badge is pinned to the collar... Although this knight's badge is a bit out of tune, it looks like a golden-red gemstone pendant from a distance, and it doesn't affect anything.
Ian walked out of the room, but heard the melodious sound of the piano.
(end of this chapter)
