[Part·①——The End of Friendship]
There is a bar in the old town near Floyd's Mine called "The End of Friendship".
The reason why it is called this is related to the historical story of Floyd Mine.
More than 140 years ago, Sigmund Freud studied brain anatomy and pathology.
He is a psychiatrist, doctor of medicine, and founder of the school of psychoanalysis.
Freud's father, Jacob, was a wool merchant who found the most precious golden wool in his life from the love of his third wife.
Freud created a new field of subconscious research and promoted the development of dynamic psychology, personality psychology, and abnormal psychology.
Most of the industrial achievements of the Mimir Hot Spring Market are based on the large mineral veins in the northwest. The waiter matching mechanism at the station is also based on Freud's basic theory. That’s why it’s called Floyd’s Pit.
The teahouse bar in the mine was once bustling with people. It was the place where the foreman and team leader entertained hardworking workers and troubleshooting passengers.
Here they exchange mining experiences, talk about mineral vein news, invite passengers to hunt disaster beasts, rescue people in mining accidents, and solve problems for mining safety production.
Today, as the transportation network becomes more and more developed, the industrial focus of Mimir Hot Spring Market has gradually shifted from heavy metallurgical and mineral industry to entertainment, tourism and casino.
So the teahouse bar changed its name to [The End of Friendship]——
——The mineral vein is still there, and the bar is still there, but it has become deserted and it is difficult to be lively.
At the top of Floyd's Mine is now the Lazuli Police Department and Penal Colony.
People who commit serious crimes but are not guilty of death will be punished by the criminal law of exile and thrown into a dangerous mine. There is only an old mine car carrying six ruthless gangsters with different crimes. deeper.
As for where the destination is, only God knows.
These complex circuits may send these criminals to any place. To describe this kind of exile as a narrow escape is too mild. Auditors from other stations once spent forty years putting physiological signs on the prisoners. Detection device, the probability of entering the mine, reaching the destination, and being found alive again is no more than one thousandth.
The safety managers of other stations were very dissatisfied with the dumping of garbage at Mimir Hot Spring and complained to BOSS more than once.
But BOSS acquiesces to this behavior. It is an insult to the station that these villains stay in Mimir Hot Spring to serve life sentences - for the passengers who live with their heads hanging on their belts, these demons can rest comfortably in prison. Living a regular and healthy life is itself an invisible mockery.
It’s not fun to tell stories about good people not lasting long and misfortunes lasting thousands of years—it’s better to leave them in the wilderness and explore the way for other passengers.
"In the exile of Mimir Hot Springs, 5,588 people have been exiled in history. Four of them survived. Two of them knew how to repent and thank God for rebuilding their lives."
"The other two are unrepentant. One has died in the pursuit of the Lazuli Guards, and the other is still at large. At another exit of the mine, 24,000 meters underground near Iceland, they are raising the flag of the Skull and Bones Society to build a Underground gangster, forty years later, he succeeded, and someone inherited his legacy. The result is that we saw the Holy Beast barbecuing human flesh on the elevator platform, one hundred and ten people in the rock band died, and more than forty people We need to amputate the limbs. Guangling Zhixi is a rapid reaction force and has no time to deal with such matters. The armed employees are all good local combatants. Once they run into the unknown wilderness, they will immediately become lambs to be slaughtered."
[End of Friendship] In the large bar, in front of the old mahogany table, Wen Luo pushed Bu Liuxing's stick to the edge of the table.
Meteor took the things and nodded in thanks.
"In this place where the sun doesn't shine, a lot of darkness breeds. They will find various middlemen to dye the white places gray, such as dangerous beasts and hallucinogenic drugs and other illegal businesses. I am going to a very It's a dangerous place." Brother Wenluo repeatedly emphasized that he should be careful with his words and actions.
"Before this, I have taken you to visit the entire Blue Algae Bar Street, the Paramount Ballroom, and the Nut Museum. You can take your time to see the other living areas on your own. If you really like gambling, then go to the casino. Have fun. But I don’t recommend you to make a living from this. Many young people come to Mimir Hot Spring Market and ruin their lives in the casino, owing illegal loan sharks that they can’t even repay with blood and flesh.”
"This matter has nothing to do with you. I will give you the return ticket."
After that, Wenluo took out two tickets from his pocket, stamped with Mimir Hot Spring Market's stamp on them, which could be directly inserted into the passenger logbook as travel notes.
He pushed the ticket to the edge of the table and pushed it in front of Bu Liuxing.
"If you want to find a job in the four industries of food, clothing, housing and transportation, then just give me my name, or give the name of your teacher, David Victor, and someone will definitely help you."
Wen Luo went to the front desk and ordered three glasses of vodka without ice. "Our friendship has come to an end. We want to part ways here. How about a farewell drink?"
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[Part·②——Jianbiejiu]
Meteor was very worried and didn't know how to reply. He felt his heart beating faster. After completing the transformation, he was so energetic that he couldn't take a moment to relax.
However, even Brother Wenluo said that this is a very dangerous journey. I am afraid that for [nymphs] like us, as long as we step on this road, it will be difficult to come back alive.
"Do you want to bet?" Wen Luo's eyes were hot: "You want to place a bet? Want to follow me to find the Skull and Bones Society? To suppress bandits?"
"To be honest... I like it here very much, Brother Wen... There are delicious food, beautiful things, and a lot of fun here! There are new and exciting things every day!" Meteor picked up the wine glass and clinked it: " My stone is red, and Teacher Victor’s stone is also red. He should also like this city very, very much, so——"
Asing took a sip and his face immediately turned red.
"——So I want to follow you. Maybe if I do this, I will feel sorry for my mommy. I always hurt myself all over for fun, and she is always scared, afraid that I will never come home again, but She never blamed me or restricted my freedom...she really loved me."
Wen Luo: "So, for your mommy, you are going home?"
Meteor shook his head firmly: "No, there are still many fathers and mothers who have lost their children. Many children have lost their fathers and mothers. Just this morning, in the main square on New Year's Day, I saw many more names on the monument. I saw many People no longer fire duels, they keep quiet. Only at this moment of the day, even the swallows in the sky have returned to their nests and will not scatter bird droppings casually - they can feel that the city is crying."
The half-grown boy put down his wine glass. He couldn't drink much wine at all. He was no longer superstitious about his drinking capacity and no longer gambled on his temporary anger.
"Wenluo, I want to do something. I want to go with you and come back together. I will do my best to come back alive and help you complete this matter. If Teacher Victor is here, he will never sit idly by."
Wen Luo: "..."
The meteor's eyes lit up and flames burned.
"I thought about it carefully, if it is really like what Teacher Victor said - as long as I call this name, many, many people will come to help me, just because I am Teacher Victor's student? It shouldn't be like this!"
"It shouldn't be like this. The teacher has a good relationship with the people here, but they suffered the pain of life and death because of this Skull and Bones Society. How could I escape? If the teacher asks me, I suffered the pain of Mimir Hot Spring The favor of the city, but at this moment, I am in vain, I am afraid that my pyroxene will no longer be able to burn, and it will become my inner demon for the rest of my life."
Time passed by minute by minute.
Wen Luo took a deep breath, as if he was smelling the smell in the air, smelling the musty smell of the old stairs, trying to identify the pheromones of lies in Meteor's body from the nervous sweat.
Sudden--
"——OK!"
Wen Luo clapped gently and smiled slightly.
At this moment, Jiang Xueming broke in from outside the door.
"Sorry, I'm late. It took me a while to make myself a gun."
"Brother Ming!" As soon as Meteor saw Xueming, he immediately became timid: "I...I made an agreement with Brother Wenluo...I will follow him..."
Jiang Xueming showed no unexpected expression at all.
He only focused on getting new guns, leaving him no time to test the firearms.
He was not surprised, "Oh, it's agreed? So soon?"
Meteor felt that something was wrong, but it seemed that nothing was wrong. "Brother Ming, won't you stop me this time?"
Jiang Xueming was still very surprised and sighed in her heart, could it be that Ah Xing grew up all of a sudden after undergoing transformation?
"When did I stop you? Was it useful for me to stop you? Have you heard a word of what I said? Do you want me to ask [you started again?], no, no, no, have you ever stopped? Hahaha?" Is the big dragonfly easy to hold?"
Meteor immediately fell silent, only muttering in a low voice: "Uh...it's pretty easy to hug."
"Brother Wenluo, have you finished collecting the intelligence?" Xueming put all the firearms on the table, "Have you got the ammunition I want? The three of us need a lot of . Come to think of it, it’s hard to buy such high-power pistol ammunition.”
"Ask the questions one by one." Wen Luo snapped his fingers, "Things come one by one."
The big bar immediately started to boil——
——The bartender had a slovenly beard, his eyes were shining brightly, and he pulled out the dark ammunition box from under the table.
"LOE! Go blow the heads of these bastards!"
The teppanyaki worker pulled four sets of MOLLE quick-release vests from the wall and threw them into Wen Luo's hands.
"They made private transactions with the passengers on the train, and used the stolen goods to calculate the amount of food and drink purchases. The Skull and Bones Society has a settlement in the wild, with at least more than 140 people. It is likely that they have built a village. The code for private transactions is [Duo, lai, mi, fa, instigation], read down the scales one by one."
There was a short-haired waitress holding four hunting knives, throwing the knives on the counter, and shouted to Wen Luo excitedly.
"That place, they call it [Platform Zero] - it's an outlet deep in the veins, close to the volcanic roots of Mimir Hot Springs. There are hunting groups nearby, specifically to attract the talented people with lofty ideals who are wanted by the station and are on the run! Especially the armadillo hunter!”
A tall, thin man with a long history of work broke in from outside the door, handed the note to Wen Luo, and whispered.
"Don't say I gave it to you...be careful."
Wen Luo opened the note and took a look——
[——Half a month ago, the Skull and Bones Society focused on the Dionysus Festival and wanted to use the disaster beast to please the management staff of the Stonemasons. During the Dionysus Festival’s hunting activities, they hoped to parole several important people in the prison of the Qingjin Police Department. Criminals, to absorb them into the Skull and Bones Society, but unfortunately failed. ]
[——The next plan is that they will try to change the signal lights and switches of the mine tunnel to allow the exiled felons to go directly to their settlement "Platform Zero". Criminal activities and illegal transactions in the mine vein will become more frequent. A secret passage has been successfully opened to traffic. The situation is very serious. The consul asked us to keep a low profile and not to alert the snake, like a sharp knife piercing the heart. ]
[——I want to return to the team of scavengers. There are various signs that the engineering school of the Masons, various radio stations and the railway signal engineering section have their informants. I can only come to you in person and hand you the note. ]
Wen Luo handed the note to Xueming and asked the two little guys to take a closer look.
Bu Liuxing doesn't quite understand——
"——Why are there four sets of equipment?"
"Because a mine cart for deporting criminals has to be filled with six prisoners before it sets off, and we are four of them." Jason Megan pushed the door in, his face clouded, after spending these days in the Metropolitan Police Department, He was so exhausted that he had no time to take care of himself, and his face was covered with beard.
"Oh! Bearded! I recognized you! You were quite handsome when you didn't have a beard!" Meteor became excited, "Thank you! You guarded my clothes at that time! I didn't have time yet I’m asking for your name! What’s your name? What’s your zodiac sign?”
For a moment, the other three were silent.
Wen Luo took off his sunglasses and suddenly felt that it was outrageous to rashly agree to Ah Xing's request.
Jiang Xueming stared at Jason——
——Jason stared at Jiang Xueming.
The two of them spoke concisely and concisely, and spoke fluently.
Xueming: "You came out and your waiter went to pick you up? You didn't eat your waiter? Or are you not the kind of person I thought?"
Jason: "Yes, I will rush over immediately to follow you."
Xueming: "That means you are not a hunter?"
Jason: "I haven't become a hunter yet, I want your diary."
Xueming: "Is it just a diary? My teacher also wants my diary."
Jason: "I want to defeat you. You have something that I don't have. You have a strong will and a superb spirit."
Xueming: "Just for this?"
Jason: "Yes, it's like a superstition in carnivorism. I believe this ritual will make me stronger. For example, you Chinese people often say that grinding beef bones and tiger bones into powder, making soup and drinking it can make me stronger." Become strong. I regard you as my first prey and the only way for me to break through the barriers of seeing and knowing. You have become my inner demon."
Xueming: "What now? Have you changed your mind?"
Jason: "No."
Xueming: "Then let's pick a place? Let's have a duel? Can you fulfill your wish? The bet is my diary?"
Jason: "..."
After a while, Bu Liuxing still didn't understand what happened.
Jason said impatiently.
"I don't need you to pity me, Jiang Xueming. There will be a chance, there will always be a chance! I will take the initiative to come to you for a duel instead of begging for your charity. Now we are in the same boat."
Xueming looked at Wen Luo——
——Wen Luo nodded. He had been prepared and communicated for a long time.
Jason Megan took MOLLE and the hunting knife from the table and said hello to Mr. Winlow.
"Mr. Wenluo, I don't know the name you used at the station, but I believe that you are a fascinating, respected and admirable person. I sincerely request you to take me with you..."
At this moment, Megan's mood changed drastically in an instant, turning into a furious expression.
There was a kind of unspeakable tension and madness that was about to spill out from his bloodshot eyes.
His hands shook and his teeth chattered.
"The colleagues who worked with me followed the green fireworks and turned into barbecue and dust. I almost shot myself in shame and anger. I was tortured in prison day by day. The pain of my physical essence could not transform this kind of The guilt washed away, and I hated my own powerlessness—a strong hatred sprouted in my heart.”
He grasped Winlow's arm tightly.
"It's like the pain of blackened and carbonized skin, the stench of pus-filled wounds, neuralgia, the injury of comminuted fractures, blindness in the eyes and deafness in the ears, hemiplegia, and the embarrassment of having to live on crutches. The anxiety that has nowhere to go. Even if I use a panacea to cure their injuries, they will still live in this fear, all because of my powerlessness...because of the Skull and Bones Society!"
He muttered something and pulled Wen Luo in front of him.
"I feel my inspiration, I feel it all the time, I feel the pain in my friends, Mr. Winlow! I'm not Jason Meagan, I'm a rocker, I'm Every red rocker - I want to thank God for this inspiration, this feeling like phantom limb pain, it makes my desire for revenge stronger than ever, I want to be filled with it, I'm going to follow you, and finding the skeleton will take away this pain. Let my pyroxene—"
The lapis lazuli bracelet glowed softly like silk on Jason's wrist.
"——Let my pyroxene guide you."
Jiang Xueming asked for a glass of milk and handed it to Axing.
Then he divided the other three glasses of wine between Wen Luo, Jason and himself.
Xueming: "Then it's settled?"
Jason: "It's a deal."
Wen Luo: "I don't have any objections... Why are you so serious? This kind of thing is a small scene in my opinion..."
Meteor: "Can you add a little beer to me? Milk beer is also okay..."
The four of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Xueming has one last question. Regarding [LOE], there are too many mysteries and too many stories that can be unearthed.
He wrote [LOE] on the paper and tore off the transparent pages.
Knocking on the table gently, he asked Brother Wenluo to be more careful.
Then he turned over the transparent page with the character [L].
——It becomes [JOE].
Wen Luo tapped his temple with his index finger: "Yes, it's me. I just remembered it, just today."
Meteor jumped up excitedly.
"I knew it! Brother Wenluo! You must be JOE! You can kill that lion! You can also slay the dragon! Wow! Now we have a good show!"
Jiang Xueming showed no unexpected expression at all.
Just wrote more words.
Stuffed the three English words of [JOE] into it.
They became three names and an ancient story.
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[J]ack
Vict[o]r
Vinc[e]nt
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This time, Meteor opened his mouth slightly and stopped talking.
Xueming: "Your surname is not Wen, your surname should be Wen - your Chinese name is Wen Bucai, and your English name is Vincent."
"So I said." Anonymous smiled: "I just remembered it this morning. January 1st is our big day. I saw you preparing a small gift for Victor, so I remembered it and gave it to him. A gift. I thought, this should be the arrangement of BOSS. Bad Cat wants me, a VIP, to end my vacation life and get another job. He is really a cruel capitalist."
Jiang Xueming: "How many do you remember?"
"I remembered everything." Wumingshi clenched his fists: "The power is back, and Hunwei's true name is also remembered. Everything is remembered. How to flap the wings and dance like a butterfly, all of this... I remembered."
Jiang Xueming breathed a sigh of relief. The safety of this journey was guaranteed, which was a shot in the arm.
If this VIP got all his memories back - he was the warrior who single-handedly defeated the mythical dragon in the Nibelungenlied.
Just at this time--
——Jason Megan’s waiter rushed into the big bar.
"Sir! I want to go with you too! I'm ready! I'm very powerful!"
The four grown men looked at the little girl.
The little waiter didn't react for a while, being overwhelmed by the strong pressure of inspiration and feeling dizzy.
She covered her head and felt dizzy, and shouted again to muster up her courage.
"Hello! Excuse me...can I go with you? What should I call you? Can you...collect all the reiatsu...I'm a little sad..."
Wenluo...
No--
It should be called Wen Bucai.
He threw a box of Guangling San Xiao Long Bao to the waiter and scolded the younger ones, "You guys? Why do you want to show off your power in front of girls?"
"Relax, my good girl, it's still unknown whether we can come back alive this time!" Jason hugged the little waiter tightly: "Who cares what their names are?"
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[Part·③——Letter from home]
Jiujie Station, VIP tea room.
In the sanatorium, Victor was covered in wounds and turned into a mummy.
His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was blind in one eye.
He wanted to reach out for the panacea on the table, but it was so close, but he couldn't reach it.
Tried again and again, failed again and again.
His eyes were blank, as if he had been beaten violently by some evil beast, with more than a dozen bones broken.
His waiter sat beside him quietly and gently.
"Do you dare to run around next time? Victor..."
The true and brave Victor will never lie or go against his heart.
"Next time I dare..."
"Then just stay there until you repent." The bloodhound covered her mouth and chuckled. When she saw her employer's arms and legs hanging up, like a piece of dried bacon or barbecued pork in a barbecue and brine shop, she Show a satisfied expression.
"Next time you dare..." Victor said firmly: "I will do it next time."
These injuries were not inflicted during the journey, but merely minor punishments from the Bloodhound to his employer.
Bloodhound: "You have two letters home sent back, Victor, do you want to read them?"
Victor: "Are my parents delivering letters to me in the underworld? When did the three-headed dogs of hell become willing to send letters from the underworld to the earth? You kept the things, they might still be considered cultural relics, but it's not unusual. Come to me." If I rummage under the bed in my studio, I should be able to find a few coins, which can also be considered cultural relics."
Bloodhound: "One of the boxes of pens was sent by your two apprentices. They were very good at the Mimir Hot Spring Market and met a very reliable person, a Chinese."
Victor: "All the Chinese people I know are very reliable, except for my eldest disciple who has a weak brain. I hope he can figure it out soon so that he won't be beaten by you every day like me."
"Ha..." The bloodhound stuck out its tongue and licked Victor's face: "It doesn't taste like lying! I just like your tenacity!"
Victor: "Where's the other letter?"
"It's from Wen Bucai." When the Bloodhound read out the name, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
The bright red soul power flashed away, and a heart-shaped tail wrapped the elixir and injected it into Victor's body.
He stood up suddenly, snatched the letter from the bloodhound, and then like a sculpture, carefully read the handwriting on the letter.
The signature on the signature is [Wen Bucai]——
——The signatures of the guarantors of the Chinese workers’ Yellow Pages contracts on the Grand Canyon Railway more than a hundred years ago are exactly the same!
"You're still alive, you're still alive..."
Victor was so nervous that he grabbed his hands, tore off the paint and took out the letter paper.
[To my old friend——]
David Victor, this is Act Zero of the story.
According to your writing habits, you will definitely leave a long and smelly message, and then let it explode like fireworks in the text, right?
ha! ~I don’t have that habit, I like to be straightforward.
First of all, I want to say sorry to you——
——I added my blood to the farewell wine, causing you and Jack to contract a serious disease called [immortality]. I hope you will not become numb due to the passage of time. Life should not be a bloody battle. Journey to Cold Blood.
I didn't know it would be like this. It seems that I have lived for a long, long time, much longer than you think.
My cerebral cortex cannot remember too many things, and I lose important memories every once in a while, gradually forgetting, and gradually forgetting how I spent the last period of my life.
Until I came to Mimir Hot Spring Market and lived here for more than seventy years. Sixteen years ago, my life was hanging by a thread due to an emergency investigation assigned by the BOSS, and I became Alzheimer's disease again.
BOSS gave me a long vacation until these days, and sent two of your apprentices to me.
These two little guys remind me of many things, including your birthday.
I'm currently busy dealing with the Skull and Bones Society, sorting out a lot of bullshit in the Mimir Hot Spring Market. I even killed a big cat that was transformed into a saint a while ago, and used its whiskers to make two writing brushes for you. You can try Try it to see if it works. If it doesn’t work, don’t even think about returning it! Hahahahaha! I do not guarantee after-sales service!
——Wen Bucai [Vincent]
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Victor held the letter with an expression on his face.
"It's a very amazing and rich adventure experience! I'm going to collect information! I..."
The bloodhound's fists crackled.
Victor immediately became a good boy: "I still have updates to write..."
Lady Bloodhound cursed.
"Look at me, Victor, look at me carefully, like you just looked at the wild man's love letter, fucking look at me? Even if you have half the enthusiasm? Only half? Maybe I will relent? Relent? I promise you, I’ll let you go out and fool around!”
Victor: "No! I can't betray my heart!"
At this moment——
——Master Su Ling at the door was holding potato chips and cracking them.
She wiped her mouth clean and clapped gently. She was the same violent melon-eating team leader as Qi Ge.
"Wonderful."
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