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"Flying Bird Bar..." Jiang Baimian said the name in a low voice.

Odick thought she was asking a question, and added:

"That alley is called 'Wild Wolf', and the name was later changed. It is full of places like bars, and also hides the underground trading market of Wild Grass City.

"It took me a lot of effort to find a few witnesses and confirm Lin Feifei's whereabouts, but it stopped there.

"People in Wild Wolf Lane didn't get up so early, and there would be no witnesses. Now we have no way of knowing whether Lin Feifei went to another place through the alley, or entered a certain bar inside."

"Is that so..." Jiang Baimian thought for a moment, then took out the flyer from his pocket.

"We found this under the bed of the room Lin Feifei rented." She handed the flyer to Odick, and then paid close attention to the changes in his expression.

If she judges that the other party is related to the organization that promotes poisonous knowledge, she will immediately ask Shang Jianyao to "make friends"!

After Odick took it, he began to read, his brows gradually frowned:

"them……"

"You know him?" Jiang Baimian asked with a heartbeat.

A strong person who can be promoted all the way to "Advanced Hunter" in the Hunter's Guild, no matter what field he is strong in, should have a lot of knowledge in all aspects.

Odick glanced back and forth between Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao twice, and said in a deep voice:

"This kind of concept, this kind of slogan, is very similar to a religious organization that has been active here in recent years."

"What's their name?" Jiang Baimian asked in a non-asking mentality.

Odick replied with a slightly dignified expression:

"Anti-intellectualism."

Chapter 31 The Last Man

Although it can be imagined from the content of the leaflet that the name of the religion may be absurd, and may contain typos, Jiang Baimian never expected that they would play the banner of "anti-intellectualism" so blatantly, giving people a sense of They call themselves mentally handicapped and complacent about their feelings.

"Why is it called this name?" Jiang Baimian asked quite seriously, holding back a smile.

Shang Jianyao answered before Odick:

"Drop everyone's IQ down, and they'll become smarter."

Odick glanced at this nonsense guy, not sure if he was joking, or if he was more suitable to join the "anti-intellectual religion".

Exhaling slowly, Odick briefly explained:

"Just like what many people think, Anti-Intellectualism also believes that the destruction of the old world is because people at that time were doing research in various taboo fields, which brought disaster.

"However, they go further and feel that human beings are too smart and have mastered too many things. If people in the old world don't think much, don't increase their wisdom, don't read books, don't learn knowledge, it is impossible to have taboos on exploration Things in the field will not trigger the doomsday.

"They also believe that the emergence of 'Wonderless' and the existence of 'Wonderless' are not only disasters, but also enlightenments given by the elders: as long as human beings regress to the level of wisdom of 'Wonderless', a new world will come, Open its doors.

"Therefore, anti-intellectualism preaches that thinking is a trap and knowledge is poison, hoping to burn all books and eradicate all places that provide education, so that people can live only on instinct and the experience imparted by their parents.

"As for things like exploring the future, just follow the guidance of the executive and listen to the instructions of a small number of God's Chosen.

"Thinking is a sin for them."

Hearing this, Shang Jianyao nodded, eager to make a judgment:

"Then they must be easy to deceive."

"On the gray soil, everyone has too much to worry about. It may be a happy thing to give up thinking." Jiang Baimian said in a tone of irony and exclamation.

Finally, she asked again:

"Which Zhi Sui is the anti-intellectual religion?"

Odick pondered for a moment and said:

"'The Last Man', the 'Last Man' who is in charge of March."

"The last man... I remember this term in the philosophical works of the old world, which refers to people who are humble, dull, mediocre, and full of slavishness." Jiang Baimian said after thinking. (Note 1)

Odick was a little surprised at once, glanced at Jiang Baimian, and said nothing.

He didn't know that "the last man" had such a meaning. Before today, he still felt that it was full of mystery, and it was worthy of the title of an old man.

After a few seconds of silence, Odick looked around and said:

"It's almost there. I hope there will be opportunities to exchange information in the future."

Jiang Baimian came back to his senses, and asked with a smile:

"Why did you allow us to ask so many questions?

"We only gave one clue."

"The value of your clue is above the information I provided." Odick said frankly.

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Shang Jianyao suddenly said:

"Among your parents, who is the gray soil race?"

Odick was a little confused when he heard this question, and didn't understand how he turned to this direction.

However, this is not something that needs to be kept secret, he replied casually:

"My father."

"What's his last name?" Shang saw Yao excited.

Odick couldn't understand what the other party wanted to do more and more, took a step back, and said in a deep voice:

"Europe."

He has always been more vigilant against this abnormal situation, because he has encountered many awakened ones, and understands that sometimes, the danger is hidden in ordinary words.

"Pfft..." Jiang Baimian laughed out loud, "So your name..."

Their surname is Ou, and their first name is Dick, and the combination of these has the feeling of Honghe language.

"Sure enough." Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and punched his left palm, with an expression that I guessed right.

"..." Odick glanced back and forth between Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao several times with a mentally ill look, and finally said nothing, turned and walked back to the lobby of the Hunter's Guild.

Jiang Baimian watched him leave, and asked without turning his head:

"You didn't even 'make friends' with him."

"He answered too much." Shang Jianyao sighed.

"Well." Jiang Baimian nodded and said, "In terms of ability to use, there is still a bottom line. You 'make friends' with Captain Fei Lin, and you won't pry into his private affairs, mainly for the convenience of cooperation. And to ensure their own safety, so there is no problem, and Odick can say everything, 'making friends' is only to find out whether he is an awakened person, what are the three abilities, and what are the costs? As long as there is no hostility, forget it, and try not to hurt innocent people."

She took the opportunity to teach Shang Jianyao and help him establish the correct three views.

This is the responsibility of the team leader.

Shang Jian Yao replied with three words:

"Wang Beicheng."

"..." Jiang Baimian was furious at first, and then he came to his senses, "I just assumed it verbally, and I didn't actually hit him!"

Shang Jianyao glanced at Jiang Baimian's raised left hand, and turned his gaze to Wild Wolf Lane:

"I don't know when those bars open?"

"Do you want to go door-to-door and ask about Lin Feifei's whereabouts? By the way, dance in every house?" Jiang Baimian sharply asked.

Shang Jian Yao was shocked:

"Dancing in bars?"

"Stop pretending, it's not like you didn't hear the music last night." Jiang Baimian ruthlessly pierced Shang Jianyao's disguise.

Although the company's basic education does not mention what else to do in bars other than drinking, but at night, the music on West Street will not completely subside until two or three o'clock in the morning, and people with brains will make certain associations.

Without waiting for Shang to see Yao, Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Let Xiaobai handle this matter. She is familiar with the underground trading market here and knows who to ask."

"Hmm." Shang felt very sorry to see Yao, but also agreed that the most suitable candidate for this matter was Bai Chen.

"Let's go, there's no need to wait in the guild. Will there be new clues in a while." Jiang Baimian took the lead to the central square, preparing to do the "Weed City Folklore Investigation".

This is an extracurricular homework she assigned to herself.

While walking, Jiang Baimian suddenly smiled and said:

"In our group, except for you, everyone has colors in their names, Dabai, Xiaobai and Xiaohong. You are the only one who doesn't fit in."

"I am the color of sunshine." Shang Jianyao replied immediately.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"That's right, Yao means sunshine..."

……

In the evening, Bai Chen, wearing a dusty scarf, led Long Yuehong into Wild Wolf Alley.

Compared with the morning, this place is already very lively, with the sound of music coming from everywhere, intertwined into a dynamic melody.

A lot of relic hunters who don't care much go through life and death, there is no tomorrow, and once they have a little extra money and supplies, they will inevitably want to come and indulge.

No matter alcohol, or the warm embrace of a woman or a man, they can temporarily forget the cruelty of life, and they don't have to think about what tasks they will take tomorrow, where they will take risks, and whether they will still be alive.

In Wild Grass City, where the Hunter Guild is extremely powerful, this has also brought about abnormal prosperity in the local bar and nightclub industry.

When many homeless settlements on the gray soil do not have enough food, some food and fruit can be squeezed out here to make wine.

At the same time, the municipal department of Wild Grass City cooperated very well and gave the green light, marking this street out of the living area, so that even in winter, there is no need to cut off the power.

With the flickering lights, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong entered a nightclub named "Today", bypassed the dance floor where many people were twirling wildly, and came to the front of the bar.

Bai Chen bent his fingers, knocked on the bar counter seven times, and said in a normal tone:

"Two cups of Quinole."

It's a distilled wine, called guineaure because it was popular in the original city, as popular as the paper money "aurey".

The bartender who was wiping the glass raised his head and looked at Bai Chen:

"I have better recommendations."

"What is it?" Bai Chen asked cooperatively.

The bartender laughed:

"Wheat ears.

"You can go directly to the back to taste."

He pointed to the wooden door on the other side of the bar that seemed to lead to the kitchen.

"Okay." Bai Chen turned around.

At this time, the bartender also knocked on the surface of the bar, a total of eight times, with four long and three short intervals, appearing alternately.

Bai Chen didn't look back, knowing that it was the bartender telling her: the agreed code has changed, and this will be used next time.

After pushing open the suspected kitchen door, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong passed through a room full of sundries and a narrow corridor, and saw two strong men in black with submachine guns in hand.

After correcting the code again, they were let in and walked down the stairs into the ground.

There is a large hall here, with tables, chairs, benches and other things. Dozens of people are sitting in different places, talking and laughing with friends around them under the sunlight.

This looked like a place for private parties, not a so-called underground trading market, which was completely different from Long Yuehong's expectations.

Bai Chen cast his gaze over there, looking for someone suitable to ask if he had seen Lin Feifei in the bar area.

Suddenly, her gaze froze.

On a dark red couch, a man stood up.

He is of average height, 1.7 meters in appearance, but with thick arms and a strong body, he is very powerful at first glance.

In the cold winter, this man only wore a short-sleeved black cotton T-shirt and a pair of brightly colored baggy shorts, lacking enough respect for the temperature.

He has a shaved head with a blue and black wolf-shaped symbol representing the original city tattooed on it, and his face is full of flesh. He is a person who can scare a child into tears without doing anything.

Behind him stood two bodyguard-like men in black. Their waists were bulging, and they could tell they were hiding weapons.