Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

The door was pushed open, and a bunch of familiar Zeke's men came in.

"After all this chat, do you still want to fight?"

"..."

Zeke shook his head and stood up. "I admit that your idea is interesting. But if you want to accomplish what you said... are you the only one?"

"I alone am enough."

"Are you sure you don't need help?"

Jike took a deep breath and looked directly into Su Ming's eyes, "Maybe, I can help you."

He didn't think he was just being crazy to say that.

It comes from some careful thinking, some idea that seems unrealistic to most people.

"You need help with such a small matter. Do you think I could possibly come here alone?"

"..."

A moment of silence.

Zeke spoke again, "You are indeed different from ordinary people in terms of your brain and actions."

"You are beyond my expectation. You are very receptive to new knowledge."

"...I hope you didn't end up here by sheer luck."

"I have walked on thin ice all my life. I have never relied on luck, but only on strength."

Su Ming smiled brightly.

I stood up and went out. The people at the door were still blocking my way.

"Let him go."

Only after Zeke spoke did the crowd make way for each other.

Watching Su Ming walk out in a swagger.

"Socrates Plato?"

"call."

Jake sat on the sofa and picked up the cigarette and took a puff.

If you keep being a dog all your life, eventually… your own blood will get tired of being a dog.

The lord who was afraid of death and greedy for life was surrounded by people who were not as confident in their skills as himself, so it was not easy to get close to him. Should he hope that he would succeed or become a clown? Perhaps it was more of the former.

The Toss family has never liked being dogs with people.

That will take away even your dignity, and you won't be able to raise your head, and you can only hide the humiliation in your heart.

If he really has the ability, what if he changes his attitude towards life?

His hands trembled strangely. He felt an indescribable sense of relief, as if he could finally raise his head after being suppressed for so long.

"Ask Klilith to come over and drink with me."

so.

This is not a broken brain.

He did it, so why not follow him and see the new world he talked about?

That's not a disadvantage. It might leave a good reputation for Feng Jingxin. He is definitely not an ordinary commoner or a fat-headed noble.

Jinsuo, the scum who had long disregarded the original rules, indeed preferred to crush them directly rather than compromise. The same was true for the nobles who cared nothing more than money and women.

Chapter 121: He is not afraid of death at all? (Two in one)

11 month 5 day.

Keyimu Town.

Or rather, there are no specific dates in this part of the world, at least. Just the harvest moon and stuff.

Therefore, Su Ming had to use the file loading date he had seen when he rescued Miao Xue'er to record it. Now two days have passed, and it is the 5th.

The weather is a bit strange.

It's quite cold in November. It's just like early winter.

Su Ming is self-aware. If he really wants to conquer or do something, he doesn't have enough wisdom. He discussed the future development with Jike, and later he drew inferences from one thing and Su Ming answered by the way.

But it’s nothing actually.

Su Ming had never thought about the real "restoration of the country" at all. It was not that far away. At least for now, he only needed to focus on how to get more than 100 people to follow Miao Xueer. It was not necessary that the final task required "restoration of the country".

In short, fight first, it's cool.

The lords oppress the common people and treat "gangster leaders" like Zeke as dogs?

I happened to force a few of Zeke's men, and I roughly understood his experience. It doesn't make sense that he would say good things to Zeke insincerely when he was forced to that extent. I can only say that he may not really do evil.

So Su Ming wanted to try and see if Jike could be used for his own benefit.

As we talked, I felt that Zeke was indeed smart.

I didn't expect that he would be so interested.

Maybe it is possible.

If it still doesn't work in the end, then I can only consider the worst plan of messing up the power in this town and fish in troubled waters to build up my power. The progress will be very slow... There is no other way.

Anyway, the lord who has committed many evil things must be eliminated no matter what.

Assassination, compared to discussing Buddhist scriptures and Zen, is one of Su Ming's side jobs.

It's not like I haven't received orders that require close combat.

It was nothing more than how to effectively and quickly approach the target and complete it within a strict time limit. Many evacuation routes were arranged in advance.

Of course, reconnaissance and unconventional invasion methods are also necessary.

What Su Ming has been doing these past two days is the technical reconnaissance that Xia Ye had been entrusted with in the past. It was really comfortable, and while he was shivering, his wife prepared all the necessary intelligence.

"Pooh."

There is no need to eat the black and pebbled 'steamed bread' so bitterly.

It seems that the lord will not come to town, he has to be more high-class. The prostitutes in the mother house have to go to the door to serve in person.

The flowers are real.

Wax dripping.

It only took a minute. He still called five or six people at a time. If he wasn't assassinated, he would die in his bed one day.

If the maid breaks a plate, she will be slapped.

Version t0 deserves to be beaten, but beating a normal good girl is undoubtedly a beast.

Other activities include drinking tea and playing cards. I have never seen cards like that before... they seem to be made of some kind of fine fabric. Those people are wearing gorgeous clothes that I have never seen in the town.

Finally I saw men's stockings.

A bit difficult to stretch.

He had a scruffy beard on top and white stockings on the bottom, and high heels for riding horses.

He has many guests at home.

Merchants, nobles...talking about business. In the evening, there is another lewd party.

It looks like he won’t go out these days.

"Row."

Su Ming returned to the castle in the dark and made simple flying claws and other equipment that might be used overnight.

Although it is not necessarily impossible to break in through the main gate.

But it would not be fun if I was stabbed by those lightly armored soldiers. It would be tiring.

Sneak in, capture him and hang him on the railing of the square where the people wanted to burn Mu Xueer that day.

……

the other side.

Miao Xueer felt more and more uncomfortable.

Two days in a row.

She thought that no matter what, they would continue to communicate, and she also thought that she would not care about being tied up for the second time in such a humiliating way. She wanted to show her ability.

For example, showing some financial resources.

Show your wisdom.

……

But none of them.

Su Ming goes out early and comes back late. Yesterday, he even came back at dawn.

Looks like he's very tired.

She had no idea what Su Ming was doing.

My heart feels like being scratched by a cat's claws.

She wanted to go out and take a look, but she was afraid that the civilians were still paying attention to her.

"What are you busy with?"

You can't really be helping yourself to restore your country, right?

That's totally impossible.

One is a former princess who cannot even leave the house during the day.

One is a man of unknown origin and strange accent.

How could they have the power to overthrow the current country?

Today too, I am waiting again.

I heard that Su Ming came back.

But he had no intention of coming to talk to her. Miao Xueer's face turned pale with anger.

He touched himself like that, and tied himself up... Is he a man?

Not expecting to be done.

I just simply felt insulted.

She walked out of the room and wanted to find Su Ming to argue.

But something in the living room caught her attention. It was a piece of extremely thick, pure black clothing. It even had gloves. An umbrella that opened completely different from any other umbrella she had seen.

The light-blocking ability is very high. It seems that some kind of pigment has been applied on purpose.

And a trunk big enough for her.

There are strips of cloth with writing on them.

[Two options]

【1. Clothes that won’t be exposed to the sun + parasol. 】

[2. I'll carry you out. It should be OK in the box.]

"..."

Miao Xueer's irritable mood calmed down again.

and so.

Is this what you've been busy with these past two days?