Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

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"Perhaps I should have come during the day."

Minghua tribe, inner city.

The night was deep, and the dark streets were empty, only a tall man with white hair and blue eyes was walking in the night.

Now, it is the second night of Li Guanqi's return to reality.

In the morning, as soon as he arrived at the Minghua Tribe, after solving the baby girl's feeding problem, he chatted with Hualou, Asuna's son.

After Hualou fainted, he went back to discuss things with Asuka, and finally let Asuka raise the baby girl. He left a copy of all knowledge for Hualou.

In addition, he also read most of the knowledge chips that Asuka gave him, and learned some basic common sense before and after the end of the world, including the rise of psionic technology after three years of extraordinary.

It took him half a day.

In the evening, he went to Hualou, chatted with the kid, and then came back to chat with the kid's mother, Asuka.

And then it was late at night.

Li Guanqi wanted to see the human life in the wasteland era, but in the middle of the night, even in the inner city, most of the residents were asleep, and those families who could have psychic lamps had already turned off their lights by this time.

As for the barren outer city, those people would have to fall asleep as soon as it got dark.

After all, to the eyes of ordinary people, the night in the wasteland is extremely dark, and you can't see anything. The night when you can't see the moon and stars is a real sense of blindness.

"Speeding cars...How long can the shadow of the technology age last in the wasteland era?"

In the dark street, Li Guanqi stopped under a stone two-story house, looked at the hovering car parked in the garage of this family, his eyes flickered.

The biggest feature of psionic technology is that it automatically absorbs aura to replenish energy, and the other is durability.

It has been 20 years since the end of the world started 80 years ago.

But these technological equipment fished out of the ruins of the city still maintain good functions.

But this is not the right way after all.

If human beings are still unable to regain the glory of the technological age, then wait another 200 years until these psychic devices are completely damaged, then human beings will really regress to primitive society.

What good is it to have manufacturing drawings?

If it cannot be made, it will gradually be questioned, and then completely disbelieved, reduced to legend, and then forgotten later.

Just like a real magician.

"I really missed a lot."

Li Guanqi looked at the hovering car in front of him, his voice hoarse.

The streamlined body full of technology and the chassis without wheels seem to tell Li Guanqi what he has missed in the past 100 years, a full century.

He missed a lot.

He missed his parents' old age.

He missed the opportunity to honor his parents.

Even if Han Mengyao performed his filial piety for him, it was his own unfilial piety after all.

He also missed Han Mengyao's hundred years, a full century, such a long time, is she still waiting...

"Ugh……"

In the dark night.

A sigh sounded quietly.

Li Guanqi continued to move forward.

While looking at the style of the surrounding houses, trying to see the life style of wasteland humans from these things, he was still thinking about another thing.

In the second simulation, he said that he killed a group of Tianshi troops in the Minghua tribe.

Regardless of why they were killed, the question is... what about people?

He was about to set off again, and he didn't see any Tianshi army.

Could it be that he did something else that led to the development of reality, which is different from the simulated situation?

Have it?

Li Guanqi couldn't figure it out, so let's just go for a stroll, if you go to the outer city and still don't find anything...

"cheers!"

Li Guanqi's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sound not far away.

He followed the sound.

In a street hundreds of meters away, there was actually a house that was still lit. The yellow light of the psychic lamp was very conspicuous in the dark night, reflecting the signboard of that house very clearly.

【Splash Tavern】

In the brightly lit tavern, there were continuous noisy sounds.

Li Guanqi listened subconsciously.

The sound of wooden wine glasses clinking, the sound of wine rising and falling, the sound of men and women chatting, laughing, panting, and...something entering and coming out, causing the sound of "splash and splash".

"Dry."

Li Guanqi looked weird, and quickly controlled his hearing to return to normal.

Alien blood superhumans have super hearing, but in most cases, they don't turn it on all the time.

Otherwise, all the noisy sounds within a radius of several kilometers would be poured into their minds. Even if the same strengthened brain could analyze and process them, it would still be a kind of torture for their subjective emotions.

Just like this moment.

After Li Guanqi heard the voice in the tavern, he subconsciously turned on his super hearing and listened, and then he heard a lot of unsightly "sports" sounds.

"It looks like an unprofessional late-night tavern... Well, go and have a look."

Li Guanqi stepped forward.

After all, this was the only place of the Minghua Tribe that was open at night, and he heard the voice of an acquaintance inside.

"welcome!"

Li Guanqi had just lifted the curtain of the [Splash Tavern], and what came into view was a group of men and women who were drinking enthusiastically. Under the illumination of the bright yellow psionic chandelier above, this group of people with different identities were toasting Drinking freely.

As soon as he came in, there was a young girl in gray coarse cloth holding a tray and showing him a bright smile.

"Sir, what would you like?"

"Forehead……"

Li Guanqi was taken aback.

At this time, most of the people in the tavern cast their gazes at him... The tall man with white hair and blue pupils is of course special enough to attract attention.

then.

Whispers gradually sounded.

"White hair, blue eyes?"

"Grass?!"

"What happened?"

"Haven't you heard? At dawn in the morning, a man controlled the strong wind and fell from the sky. The lord had to kneel to greet him, and that man had white hair and blue eyes, and he was tall! I heard my uncle say this Yes, he is the castle guard, and he saw it with his own eyes this morning!"

"Really? The leader has to kneel?!"

"This, this, this..."

"It's fake, right? How could a person who would kneel before the leader come here to drink?"

"What if people experience life?"

"Grass……"

"Xiaoyue, bring that adult a glass of water flower wine!"

At this time, on a nearby wine table, a man in black cloth laughed loudly.

"okay."

The young girl waiter who greeted Li Guanqi as soon as he entered the door seemed to be named Xiaoyue. She nodded with a smile, and walked towards the bar of the bar with the tray in her hands.

The man who ordered wine for Li Guanqi was Feng Yao.

Just now outside, Li Guanqi heard the voice of an acquaintance, it was also this guy.

"Didn't Asuka seal your city guard?"

Li Guanqi walked over to Feng Yao and sat down, "A new official hasn't taken office yet? Wait for the process?"

"Look at what you said, my lord. You have spoken, so there is no process to go."

Holding a wooden wine glass in his hand, Feng Yao smiled happily, "You just finished, I took office in less than half an hour, but I just took office, I haven't officially patrolled yet, wait a few days , I come here again, they don’t call me Feng, they have to call me Feng Weiguan hehe.”

"Oh, by the way, what is the currency of the wasteland?"

Li Guanqi looked around, looked at the men and women around who were drinking hotly, and asked a casual question.

He had seen some knowledge chips during the day and learned about the wasteland of today, but those chips were not encyclopedias after all, and they didn't have a lot of information, such as currency.

"Well, there is no common currency."

Feng Yao scratched his head, "Barter is used among the tribes. Within the tribe, our Minghua tribe has an internal currency. It is a currency system developed by the leader of Tomorrow Flower and his parents. It basically depends on the contribution. Get coins."

"Here, this is it, it's called Ming Hua Coin."

As he spoke, Feng Yao took out a round green coin from his pocket, engraved with a cherry blossom pattern on it.

Li Guanqi glanced at it, not paying too much attention to the currency that only circulated in the Minghua tribe, and continued to observe the men and women drinking around him.

This place named [Water Flower Tavern] is obviously not very serious in terms of the values ​​of a hundred years ago.

There are many beautiful hostesses in revealing clothes, staying in the arms of the men, letting the men's big hands touch their white legs and chests.

There are even some men who kiss, hug, and touch hotly, directly pick up the woman, go to the room on the second floor of the tavern, and prepare to have a "splash".

"grown ups?"

Feng Yao had sharp eyes, looked at the direction of Li Guanqi's gaze, and quickly said, "Shall I order one for you?"

Li Guanqi shook his head.

"Then... two? Three?" Feng Yao asked again.

"Okay, I don't need it."

Li Guanqi smiled helplessly.

"Don't, my lord."

Feng Yao looked at him, and smiled, "If you don't order, I won't order, what do those poor women earn money, eat and drink, don't you think so?"

"..."

Li Guanqi's eyes darkened.

Feng Yao's speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

If these women living in the wasteland era were not forced by life, who would voluntarily do this kind of work?

"Why hasn't the wine come yet?"

Feng Yao was a little impatient at this time, and shouted at the bar, "Hello! Xiaoyue, how about some wine?!"

However, there was only one fat bartender in a black apron at the bar.

"Big fat!"

Feng Yao yelled at him directly: "Where is Xiaoyueren?"

"..."

The fat man looked around, didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed to the upstairs vaguely.

"what?!"