Inside The Black Mist Chapter 82: Being a guest (for collection)

No matter what, after completing the exploration mission in Huanggu Town, Tianyang was very happy to get a week's vacation.

After all, he is not like Cangdu, who is eager to earn 100,000 contribution points to revitalize his family, and he does not have the pressure of being the captain like Han Shu.

So as soon as the high-speed train arrived, he got on the train and returned to the rear base where Clough Gate was located with Lao Xu, Yan Bing and others.

In the car, Tian Yang made up his mind, this week's vacation will be arranged to visit Lao Xu and Xun's home, and in addition, he will borrow Yan Bing's contribution points to let him heal the wound.

You can arrange the rest of the time yourself.

When I walked out of the Clough Gate, I suddenly felt a chill on my head. Looking up, Tianyang realized that it was raining in Qingtianbao.

Above the fortress, the circular zenith has been fully unfolded, covering 90% of the urban area from wind and rain. However, when the sea breeze brings rain, the edge of the fortress will still be drenched by rain.

The transfer platform outside the Clough Gate is on the edge of the fortress. Whenever there is a sea breeze, it will bring a large canopy of rainwater and sprinkle it on this area.

Tian Yang walked towards the No. 7 platform, and turned off the tactical eye by the way. Firstly, the electronic prosthetic eye should not be used in the fortress, and secondly, he didn't want the details of his life to be recorded as files.

Standing on his electromagnetic locomotive, he braved the wind and rain and left the transfer platform. When the locomotive drove into the streets of the upper city, there was no rain on its body. Except for the deafening thunder, it was almost impossible to feel the existence of wind and rain in the upper city.

Back to the apartment arranged by the fortress, Tianyang put the car in the garage, and activated the electromagnetic board to charge the locomotive.

Come to the door, and after passing the identification of the biological system, the door of the apartment is opened.

The air circulation system in the room is automatically turned on, the windows in the living room are adjusted for transparency, and the food ordering machine is preparing dinner according to Tianyang's dining habits...

With the popularization of intelligent home furnishing, the residents of Shangcheng District do not need to waste too much time on housework, even though many women think that housework is actually a kind of fun.

Tianyang put down his extremely simple luggage, looked at the clean but lifeless room, and said softly: "I'm back."

Throwing the clothes to be changed into the all-in-one starch washer, Tianyang took a shower, and when he got dressed, dinner was ready.

Activating an interface on the wall of the restaurant, Tianyang lightly tapped on a table icon, and the wall of the restaurant was flipped open. A robotic arm lifted the dining table from the wall and gently placed it on the table.

Afterwards, three more chairs were put down.

Finally, the ceiling above the dining table is lit, illuminating the dining area with soft lighting.

Tianyang put his dinner on the table, a bowl of rice, three slices of chicken chops, and a bowl of vegetable soup. Simple, but able to provide enough heat. Best of all, they're free.

The sublimated can get a living allowance in the fortress every month, which is enough to provide the sublimated's daily food needs. Of course, if you want to eat better, you have to pay for it yourself.

While eating dinner, the smart home system reminded Tianyang that there were two messages on the apartment's home communicator.

"Read." Tianyang issued a voice command.

From the corner of the restaurant, a soft female voice sounded from the system: "Read the first message now..."

"Tianyang, it's me, Xun."

"I heard that you went on a mission, come back and tell me, you won't forget, you still want to come to my house as a guest?"

Tianyang laughed, and suddenly felt that the rice in the bowl was extraordinarily fragrant.

"Reading the second message now..."

A strange man's voice sounded; "Mr. Tianyang? I am a staff member of the Fortress Household Registration Office. The review you submitted to the Information Management Office has passed, and we have accepted your application. Please have When you are free, contact us and check the results."

Tianyang slapped his head. After getting the diary written by Su Lie, he inquired about a piece of information with the household registration office. During this period of time, his mother passed away and he was on a mission. He almost forgot about it.

Fortunately, the household registration office did not forget. If they found the material called "Jing Nan", they might be able to find out what happened that year. Is that Su Lie his father?

After dinner, Tianyang contacted Xun and made an appointment to visit her home tomorrow night. Then he contacted Yan Bing and lent him two thousand contribution points by transfer.

After finishing these things, Tianyang returned to his room, picked up a book and read it.

Suddenly on a whim, Tianyang raised his head and shouted: "System, I want to learn the reverse world characters, help me find out if there are related subjects in the fortress?"

"Okay, now help you check."

A few seconds later, a soft female voice sounded from the ceiling: "The query is complete, and the results are as follows."

"Fortress did not offer subjects directly related to the reverse world characters. However, this year, Tianqing College opened a history of reverse world civilizations. Academician Liu Jinglin, who specializes in the study of reverse world civilization No. 127, served as the teacher."

Tianyang thought for a while: "Can I sign up?"

"The history of civilization in the reverse world is not open to the public. If you want to listen to the lecture, you need to apply. Do you want to submit the application?"

Tianyang Jawshou: "Then apply for me."

"The application requires the submission of personal data, which involves Shangmin's privacy. Are you sure you want to submit the application?"

"OK."

"...The application has been submitted, the college has accepted it, and will receive a reply within three working days."

Tianyang closed the book and lay down on the bed, looking forward to the so-called history of civilization against the world. I wonder if there will be information about the Black Prince, or even the Black King?

In the evening of the next day, according to the address Xun provided, Tianyang drove alone to her apartment.

Ring the doorbell, wait three seconds, and the door will open.

A little boy poked his head out, saw Tian Yang and shouted: "So it's you, sister's boyfriend, you're finally here!"

The next moment, Xun's voice sounded from the door: "Xiaojie, if you talk nonsense again, be careful that you won't have dinner tonight!"

The boy named Xiaojie hurriedly shouted: "Sister, I was wrong. It's your friend, not your boyfriend. It's okay!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and the door was fully opened. Kaoru, who was black-haired and fair-skinned, had clear eyes, stood in the room and pushed his brother away.

She is wearing an apron, holding a spoon, and appears to be coming out of the kitchen.

Tianyang said in surprise, "You cook yourself?"

Xun blinked: "Otherwise, do you want to eat something made by the food customization machine?"

Tianyang scratched his face with his fingers, a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect that you can cook."

Then he took out the gift that he bought after shopping all morning, and handed it to Kaoru.

Xun took it, looked at it, and smiled like a flower: "Don't buy anything next time, it's just a meal, there is no need to spend so much."

She led Tianyang around the partition and into the living room.

Tianyang found that her house was much more lively than her own. In the living room, the storage furniture used in the apartment is not used. Those tables and chairs seem to have been used for a certain period of time.

A table runner with an embroidered pattern is spread on the table. It doesn't look like industrial textiles, but more like hand-woven.

There are several potted plants on the window sill, and the rich greenery is lovely.

This reminded Tianyang of his mother. In the past, no matter how difficult the times were, Nan Fei would always bring some fresh flowers home to plant every week.

It is those things that make the small shed full of life and ritual.

Now, Tianyang saw it again at this girl's house.

"Take a rest first, and you will be able to eat soon." The girl with the spoon turned around to go to the kitchen.

The doorbell rang again, and Tian Yang was taken aback. Could it be that he was not the only guest at night?