winter era

Chapter 241 Perfection
"Ok?"

Although he is a little older, his ears are not deaf.When the old man lying on the recliner heard the man's curse, he hummed a high-pitched voice from his nasal cavity.He took off his sunglasses, and stared at the poor boy in front of him with a pair of fish-bubble eyes.

Judging from the appearance, this guy will definitely not be more than 25 years old.He has a face that is still young and tender, and a pair of gray eyes.From the point of view of clothing, I don't know a guy who is too smart, and the black cloak is not a good choice.In fact, most of the time, the cloak is used to block the wind and sand. As a traveler, the cloak is just a torch to attract attention in the town, not a safety item used to block the line of sight.And looking at the young guy's slender body and hands and feet, it can be seen that even his father didn't take care of this brat.

So the image of this guy is very obvious.A bloody, damned brat who came from nowhere, hadn't even seen a monster, and only knew how to point fingers.It is estimated that even if he was killed on the spot, no one would collect his body.This kind of old man has been seen a lot in a year, and this is not a rare role.

You know, there are always some people who put their lives on the stupidity of others.This is not a good habit. In fact, most people know your image and your identity. They just want to give you a small, not too obvious opportunity.This is the kindness that belongs to this world, be kind to these little guys.

But what the old man can pursue is pragmatism.If the brat can't say one, two, three, an arm is the best.

"I said, kid, you have to be responsible for what you say. You tell me, what's wrong with me? Hmm? So many experts and professors say there's no problem, but when you come here, you'll be a ghost." Something? Let’s talk about it.”

The old man put the sunglasses under his gray clothes, pulled his head which was covered with lesions and pustules, stared viciously at the pale young man in front of him with a pair of pimple eyes.The old man is very clear about the lethality of his appearance. At this time, he can better see whether a person has real talents.If it is a truly talented person with two brushes, there will only be a look of disgust and a little complacency on his face.Instead of other looks.

But what surprised the old man was that the young man didn't have complacency or disgust on his face, let alone terror.Instead, he looked calm and indifferent, and a little ridiculous.It looked more like seeing an entertainer who was having fun than someone threatening him.This calm attitude made the old man feel something was wrong.

"Ancient architecture, right? You mean to say that yours is completely in line with the idea of ​​ancient architecture, isn't it? But in my eyes, this thing is no different from garbage. Even saying garbage is a bit flattering."

The young man showed a mocking smile, a black wooden stick protruded from under the black robe, and haughtily knocked on the ground.

"Let's ignore your shitty architectural style, let's talk about your current history. Do you know when this defensive style came from? Even in the chaotic time of Sudel's last year, it was impossible for this to happen. The noble is the noble, the poor is the poor, the difference between the two cannot be calculated rationally, this is the truth.”

As if this thing touched his talking point, this very young looking man frowned, limped around the old man with a stiff face on his black crutches, and scolded mercilessly.

"Then let's talk about your fortress. What exactly is your fortress trying to do? I don't know if there are more functions, the more mistakes will be made? If there are enemies, tell me how this thing can defend against a wave of enemy attacks? Do you rely on the gate of the tavern? If you can really withstand the assault, why do you need the gate of the tavern? Why not put it directly inside the city gate? Wouldn’t it be better to directly count it as a part of the castle? This design is completely used to oppose normal human life."

"Finally, there is the issue of safety. What is the purpose of you building such a thing on this network node? If it weren't for the smooth operation of the Shuguang Channel, a nonsense like yours would definitely be destroyed in minutes." It exploded to the sky. This is not a treasure of geomantic omen. This is the hidden node of the Shuguang Channel, where energy gathers. When you are here, don’t you feel like you are always over-charged, and feel a little heavy all over? ? If this thing blows up, I think your whole town will be turned into flying objects. It’s no problem. You’re still quite comfortable here?”

"Huh? What's the use of talking about it? I'm going to get it just talking about it. How embarrassing am I?"

Seeing the sneer on the young man's face, the old man couldn't hold back anymore.But in my heart, I vaguely believed it.Because he can indeed feel a heavy pressure on his body from time to time, and the drinkers have also reported these things.But he took it as the surrounding energy changes, so he didn't care about these things at all.But it doesn't seem to be the case at all from this kid.

Hearing what he said, I have been squatting on the explosive barrels for decades?Haven't seen him explode in decades?But listening to what he said, it is estimated that it is going to explode, and it is not a problem in the past few decades.But it is not easy to convince the old man to be soft.

Seeing the old man's troubled look, the young man sneered, and hit the ground with a cane.

Before the old man could say anything, he felt a vibration coming from underneath.The surging energy frenzy directly nailed the old man in place, he could only stare blankly at the young man in front of him, his mouth was wide open and he didn't know what to say.The energy gushing out from that node even rendered the house behind him into a pale golden building, making the old man at a loss for what to say.

"Give me a room, and then I'll renovate your broken house a little. At least you don't have to worry about your head being three hundred miles away in the middle of your sleep. At least I still have this means, you can rest assured .”

"As for my login name, you can just write 'perfect'."

The young man stood in front of the old man and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)