Alchemist’s Daily Life In Foreign World

Holt, who was imprisoned in the steel block, was a little amused at first after being plunged into darkness.

Because the person who interrogated him, he assumed a posture very much like a veteran criminal investigator, just like the policemen I had met in Imperial Capital before.

But the food is still very good, and after asking a few words, I won't ask, and even left him here without asking.

"Maybe this is a newbie who graduated from police academy?

It may even be a nobleman who will not even use torture.

Or disdain The kind of self-esteem guy who uses punishment."

He thought so in his heart.

But he started to be strange again.

Aren't you in the new continent? Where's the regular police from the new continent?

But it doesn't matter to him, just don't have to suffer from flesh and blood, as long as he can survive this level...

Suddenly he starts to feel that something is wrong, all around is too quiet.

The darkness in front of me is too dark, no matter how wide I open my eyes, it is completely dark in front of me.

Some patterns began to appear in the darkness in front of him. He knew that this was a normal phenomenon when people were in extreme darkness.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, a bit like tinnitus when I was weak.

The next heartbeat came into his ears, it was his own heartbeat.

I can even feel the rhythm of my pulse.

A dozen minutes have passed, probably ten minutes, right?

In this extremely quiet, extremely dark room, he has been unable to tell how long it has been.

The gu gu sound of gastrointestinal motility also came into my ears.

At first, he is still very new and feels that this is an experience he has never had before.

After a long time, he began to think about it.

They won’t leave themselves here, right?

The sentence "You just wait for death here." Isn't it true?

I didn't expect myself to starve to death in this place I don't know where it is.

No, I heard that people can live for seven days without eating, and only two or three days without drinking water...

Thinking of this, his desire to survive began to rise.

I have become a Great Knight in this sacrifice!

I can definitely break free.

He started to struggle and wanted to take his hand out of the fixation first.

But to no avail.

The steel that fits tightly to the body does not leave him any room for movement.

Can't even clenched fists.

He started to talk to himself, so that this quiet space was a little loud, and over time, he was afraid that he would consume too much energy and hold on for a shorter time.

The extreme silence made him irritable, and he finally came to a conclusion:

He would go crazy if he couldn't wait to die of thirst or starvation!

He started shouting, begging for mercy, and kept saying:

"I hired, I said all" and the like.

Seeing that there was no movement, he started shouting hysterically, and his emotions began to collapse.

Suddenly, he heard a sound that seemed to be deflating, and then the sound of opening the door came.

After a few messy footsteps, the dazzling headlight shone on his face again.

At this time, his face was sweaty, and his tears and nasal mucus were mixed and runny.

It looks battered and exhausted.

I heard a female voice whispering:

"What did you do to him? You said that you don’t need to be tortured? This is driving people crazy.

Are you a demon?"

"Shhh..." The familiar voice stopped the female voice's questioning, lightly coughed, and said:

"Mr. Holt, wait quietly for death Isn’t it uncomfortable?

Look at you, what is the cry of the big man, come and wipe us before we talk."

Speaking, a piece of white that has never been seen before The tissues floated over and wiped a few handfuls on his face.

But this makes Holt much more comfortable.

Then the voice continued:

"Since you are willing to make a full confession, let's talk about it. Do you want to drink some water before you say it?"

In After the man gave Holt a dry mouth a glass of water, Holt asked:

"Sir, what do you want to know?

I said, I All that said, as long as you let me have a way out!"

This is the art of prisoners' speaking. Even if they act obediently, they will state their own conditions at the end.

He still has a glimmer of hope. If it is some rookie noble policeman, he will definitely pat his chest to make sure that he will leave his own way.

Afterwards, because of self-esteem, I would grit my teeth and let myself go.

"You are not qualified to talk about the conditions!

Otherwise, you will continue to stay here until you are willing to talk next time."

Speak, The lights went out again.

"Wait... wait sir! I said! I'll say it all!"

Holt hurriedly stopped him.

The lights came on, Holt squinted his eyes, swallowed, and asked:

"Where do you speak? Sir?"

"from the very beginning, let’s talk in detail, we have time."

The man said calmly, there was a dragging sound behind the light, as if the people behind the light were pulling chairs and sitting down. NS.

Holt began his own story.

When he was a teenager, he was a gangster on the streets of Longton City, Ailand Imperial Capital.

At that time, I could fight desperately for a full meal, and I could go to steal things in an unmanned house with my face mask at night.

I even learned the ability to pay for a few days with street pickpockets, but because the hands are too stupid, I can’t eat the pickpocket’s bowl of rice.

Until one day he stabbed to death the son of the opposing gangster in a street gang melee.

The gang released the Kill Order after the old major event.

Don't think that all the Kill Orders are due to loyalty, and the younger brothers have fierce and unafraid of death to kill people.

They are all real gold, white silver bounty bonuses that make people look greedy.

He can't stay in Longton City anymore, even the people of his gang look at his expressions all like they are looking at 5 gold pounds.

Yes, his head is worth 5 golden pounds, not more.

Even the total amount of his flesh sold is not worth 5 gold pounds.

He once thought this was the most valuable moment in his life.

The boss of his gang, he hasn't done everything yet, so he rewarded him with a golden pound and sent him aboard the new continent.

After coming to the new continent, he worked as a porter in the port of the plateau castle for a few days.

Because I couldn't bear the bitterness, I spent a few days with the gangsters of Plateau City.

Because the hand was too cruel, he killed another person.

No way, he can only become a wandering adventurer.

Maybe he has some innate talent. After entering an adventure squad and following them to learn a few hands, he actually awakened Battle Qi and became an apprentice warrior.

He is also a ruthless character. When he is adventuring in the wild, he dared to fight against other adventure squad that grabbed their prey, and gradually became one of the core members of the squad.

It happened eight years ago, when they squad met a Level 3 devil beast on the big wasteland west of Shire. It was a wasteland black wolf.

Wasteland black wolf's adult individuals are generally Level 2, which is Knight's strength.

This kind of devil beast is different from the coyotes where their relatives live in groups. They all act alone.

Perhaps the wasteland black wolf that became the devil beast is too large to share the territorial relationship with other devil beasts.

The mutated wasteland black wolf in front of me is already equivalent to a Great Knight.

Their adventure squad fell into extinction.