long night fire

In the strong fragrance that seduces gluttons, Jiang Baimian held back his appetite and asked casually:

"The library burned down?"

"Yeah." The boss sighed, "But I don't see any smoke over there, so the fire probably isn't that big."

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao who had already picked up the bowl, lowered his head, and started to eat, "curiously" asked:

"Are there frequent fires lately, or something?"

She didn't care that such a question would make her look like an outsider, and the most people in Weed City were outsiders.

"It's not a hot day!" The boss shook his head in denial, "I think those lunatics did it?"

"Crazy?" Jiang Baimian became even more interested.

The boss said "Hey":

"Just after winter, there are suddenly more donkey balls in the city. Jiantian will stuff some paper under your door, saying something like 'The old world is destroyed because of knowledge', 'Don't learn anything beyond instinct', 'Stay away from books' , don’t think about’, listen, listen, is this human speech? This paper is free of money?

"These lunatics can really burn down the library!"

"Nobles don't care?" Jiang Baimian restrained himself while listening to Shang Jianyao eating noodles, and asked.

"I don't even know who it is! How do you manage it?" The boss is happy to talk about this topic.

His temples were very gray, his hair was cut very short, and there were already some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"That's true." Jiang Baimian lowered his expectations for the security situation in Wild Grass City.

This is definitely incomparable with that inside the "Pangaea".

Seeing that the boss was quite angry, she asked instead:

"You guys like that library?"

The boss wiped his hands on his white apron:

"Can you not care?

"Children's reading and writing rely on this."

"There is no school in Wild Grass City? It shouldn't be." Jiang Baimian didn't hear Bai Chen mentioning this point, so he defaulted to it.

The boss looked at the door:

"Yes, there are, but in Beijie, most people don't allow them.

"For an ordinary family like us, we can only teach our own children. Fortunately, my grandfather knew a lot, and my father also received some formal education, so I can barely teach most of the words in Huitu language and most of the words in Honghe language. Admit it.

"Let's teach children, how can we do without books? Just rely on yourself, the effect, hey, don't mention it, I just hope that my grandson will be successful, learn more characters, read more books, and have the opportunity to work in the municipal building, don't Like his father, he doesn't like to read books, he doesn't like to recognize words, if he is a relic hunter, he will pawn his life!"

Speaking of this, thinking of the fire in the library, the boss cursed again:

"Those melon skins!"

Listening to the conversation between the team leader and the boss, Long Yuehong suddenly realized how difficult it is for Shuiwei Town to maintain public education.

On the gray soil, education is not everyone's natural right, and most people can't even read and write.

Jiang Baimian saw that there was a suspected "arsonist", and the matter was more like a coincidence, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and joked:

"Boss, your dialect is quite complicated."

"When my grandfather's generation built Wild Grass City, people came from all over the world, speaking various dialects, and some spoke Honghe language. Listening to it like this, you will learn it, and you will be confused. Hey, how many people, what do you want to eat?" The boss saw a new customer coming in, stopped chatting and greeted him.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao who was digging the bottom of the bowl, raised his face, and asked Long Yuehong with a smile:

"what about the taste?"

"It's delicious...just...a bit spicy..." Long Yuehong replied vaguely.

When Jiang Baimian was chatting earlier, he had already mixed the noodles. At this time, after biting down, the noodles were full of red oil, fragrant and spicy, and the unique slightly sweetness of starch and just the right amount of flavor were present when chewing. The taste is sour, and the breath is full of mixed scents of onion, oil and pepper.

"It's just too little." Shang Jianyao put down the bowl and chopsticks, and "helped" Long Yuehong added.

Jiang Baimian never treats his team members badly, half turned around and shouted loudly:

"Boss, another bowl, no, two bowls."

She felt that such a bowl should not be enough for her. Although two bowls are a little too much, they can be shared between Long Yuehong and Bai Chen.

In this way, they ate until their foreheads were sweating.

This is an indescribable enjoyment in the cold winter.

Then, as soon as the bill was settled, it cost 18 de la Se.

——The small bowl of Youbo spicy noodles costs 1.5 delasses, and the large bowl costs 3 delasses. The "Old Tune Group" ate a total of six bowls, which is close to two Ores in total.

After recovering two 1 de Lace banknotes, Jiang Baimian counted the remaining banknotes with a bit of distress:

"This money is too much to spend!"

They only exchanged 10 Ore in total, which is almost one-fifth of a meal.

This little money can last two days.

"Let's go, go to the Hunter's Guild and get a badge. If you want to stay longer in the future, you have to make money to support yourself." Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao, who ate the most.

By this time, they had returned to the street, and they had become a pair again.

Shang Jian Yao touched his stomach, and said with regret:

"The second bowl should be replaced with other noodles, the kind with meat."

"As long as you can make money, you will definitely do it next time." Jiang Baimian didn't dislike this guy who only wanted to eat.

This is because their "old tune group" has taken a long way around and there is not much food left, so their current priority is to solve the problem of survival.

Of course, if intelligence personnel can be contacted, there is a high probability that there will be other channels to obtain materials.

On the streets of Wild Grass City in the afternoon, the sun is no longer so hot, and the cold wind blows into the clothes of passers-by.

As a result, many people would not go out unless necessary, and the streets were extremely deserted except for the Wild Grass City patrols with submachine guns and the relic hunters in a hurry.

After arriving at the central square, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao turned to West Street. After walking a few steps, they saw the Hunter's Guild occupying an entire building.

Under the imitation cornices and brackets, there is a "Hunter's Guild" made up of mottled white walls and small light bulbs.

The latter has two languages, and you can imagine how bright and eye-catching it will be after being powered on at night.

On the ground floor of the guild, all the rooms were opened, leaving only the pillars and walls that cannot be knocked, forming a very wide hall.

At this time, the row of doors are all open for people to come in and out at will.

On the walls and pillars next to the different doors, the same big black characters are written:

"Working hours: 8:30 am to 8:30 pm.

"Remember: the affairs personnel of this guild have the legal right to hold guns.

"Warning: Please consciously maintain order.

"..."

While Jiang Baimian was browsing these contents, a group of people came out from the Hunter's Guild.

Two of them were quite conspicuous.

One is a robot, the overall color is silver-black, with smooth lines and obvious texture. The eyes are like two light bulbs, flashing red light; the other is a man in his thirties, with ordinary appearance and sharp eyes. Iron black, and the corresponding part above the wrist joint is covered by the sleeve and cannot be seen.

"The mechanical arm..." Jiang Baimian knew that he was talking to himself very loudly, so he could only hold it in his heart.

And the relic hunters who came and went looked at this group of people with envy.

Bai Chen's gaze was also following them.

"It's amazing to have an intelligent robot!" Long Yuehong said sincerely.

Even if it is not a combat-type intelligent robot, it is also a good helper for survival in the wild!

They will not be hungry, will not be tired, are not afraid of poisonous gas, ordinary firearms, and harsh environments, and they have a super load-bearing capacity.

The only problem is how to power them.

Unfortunately, since the destruction of the old world, there are no more than three places that can still produce intelligent robots stably. As the "antiques" are gradually broken or destroyed, it is indeed enviable to have such a "companion" group.

In the past few years, many human beings have survived various dangers thanks to the companionship of intelligent robots.

— Even in the old world, intelligent robots have not really become popular yet.

Jiang Baimian looked at it for a while, then looked away, and smiled and asked Shang Jianyao beside him:

"If you were given the opportunity to install a robotic arm, what function would you prefer?"

"Open the can." Shang Jianyao replied very seriously.

"...It really works." Jiang Baimian ground his teeth.

While talking, the two had entered the hall of the Hunter's Guild.

On the ceiling here, there are fluorescent lamps that cast a white light, and it seems that there is no need to save electricity at all.

In the hall, around the round table in the middle, there are many tables scattered around, and each table has a machine with its own LCD screen.

On the big round platform, there is a super huge screen hanging above it, which is slowly scrolling and displaying various tasks.

Below the screen, there are windows one after another, and black electronic instruments are placed in each window.

Looking at it like this, Jiang Baimian feels that the inside and the outside are in a completely different world.

The technological content varies greatly.

She then found an empty window and dragged Shang Jianyao over.

Looking at the clean and refreshing girl behind the window, Jiang Baimian said with a smile:

"Register Hunter."

"Fill out the form. If you don't know how to write it, I'll fill it out for you." The female staff member handed out two pieces of paper, her attitude was neither enthusiastic nor arrogant.

The content of the form is very simple, just regular items such as name, gender, age, etc. Jiang Baimian took the pen at the window and began to fill it out.

Not to mention, making up a fake name is quite laborious.

In order to prevent Shang Jianyao from having a chance to perform, Jiang Baimian helped him complete the filling.

After submitting the form, they took photos in front of the black machine at the window and recorded their fingerprints one by one.

Soon, they got two "Hunter Badges".

The badge is brass in color as a whole, with a blurry human face, a knife and a gun on the front, and a chip embedded on the back.

"You are now 'novice hunters', work hard to accept the task, and you will soon become 'official hunters'." When the staff handed out the badges, they said the same words of blessing.

Jiang Baimian threw down the badge, smiled and said to Shang Jianyao:

"Let's go, let's see what the mission is."

Shang Jianyao then pinned the badge to his chest very solemnly.

Chapter 18 Unfortunately

"It's just a 'novice hunter', isn't it necessary?" Jiang Baimian said amusedly as he watched Shang Jianyao pin the badge to his chest.

Before Shang Jianyao could answer, she quickly added:

"I understand, it's a sense of ritual."

She remembered having a similar conversation back then.

"You know why you're still asking?" Shang Jianyao didn't seem to understand the team leader's intention to stop there.

Jiang Baimian gave him a blank look, took a few steps back, and looked up at the giant screen hanging in mid-air.

"No need to be so troublesome, each machine over there can see what tasks are there. After selecting, swipe the badge on the place where the red light is shining, and you can take it." The female staff who helped them register as hunters just now saw this, A little loud reminder.

Because the two people on the opposite side filled in the information just now, she didn't say, if you can't read, you can choose voice.

"...It's quite high-tech." Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that he was acting like a bumpkin.

Inside "Pangaea", it's not so convenient!

In other words, she has never been to a similar department or a similar place.

The female staff member replied somewhat proudly: