Inside The Black Mist Chapter 117: Gift pen (for collection)

On the second day after returning to the fort, Tianyang woke up early. After issuing a command in language, the home smart housekeeper automatically opened the curtains to both sides, so the boy saw sparse rainwater falling on the window, splashing a winding stream of water.

The fortress has entered the rainy season, and the next period of time will be dominated by cloudy and rainy weather.

Occasionally there will be sunny days, but the time is short, at most two or three days, it will return to the embrace of wind and rain.

Tianyang still remembers that when he lived in the lower city, every rainy season, the water level in the canal behind the hut would rise. Then the canal water would overflow the canal and invade the house where they lived.

At this time, Tianyang and his mother will fill the gaps in the shed with various things.

But even so, the ground will still be covered with a layer of water stains, which will bring a lot of inconvenience to life.

Compared to that time, living in an apartment in Uptown now, enjoying all kinds of convenient services, life is much more comfortable than before.

Unfortunately, my mother will never be able to enjoy it.

Slightly heavy breathing, Tianyang jumped out of bed, decided to go to the cemetery to visit the grave today, and report to the team building tomorrow.

The food ordering machine made him a simple breakfast with enough calories.

After eating, Tianyang took a shower and changed into the clothes he was wearing before. It was only when he opened the closet that he realized that maybe he should buy some casual clothes.

You can't always wear the Nightcrawler uniform on any occasion, right?

When going out, Tian Yang took the Chiyue Saber casually, since the last infiltration incident happened, he didn't dare to be careless again.

As for the death knell, the gun has a unique shape and is eye-catching when worn on the body. It is better not to use it casually in the fortress.

Come downstairs, the rain seems to be much less, but the sound of raindrops hitting the dome of the fortress is still amazing.

Tianyang left the apartment on a unicycle, bought a bouquet of flowers at a nearby flower shop, and then went to the cemetery.

Even in such a rainy day, Tianyang can still see a parade composed of dozens of people when passing by the streets of the upper city. They held up banners calling for the reduction of the rights and interests of sublimators, and shouted slogans loudly.

Not even the sound of rain from the dome of the fortress could muffle their voices. The parade was led by several Shangmin, and the other members were all civilians.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all ordinary people.

There are more and more voices opposing sublimators occupying most of the resources in recent years, and Tianyang has also heard of them. Today is the first time to see the parade members, quite novel.

While passing through a community square, the boy also saw a rally initiated by the Church of the Lord of War. On the square, there were priests in black from several churches, preaching the teachings to the residents of the fortress.

Including Qingtianbao, most people in the fortress cities in this area believe in the Lord of War.

This church can be said to have a long history, rising hundreds of years ago, with countless believers.

It is rumored that a hundred years after the Krafft Gate appeared, a great empire once appeared in the world. There was no such thing as a fort city back then, and the people were pretty much under the rule of that empire.

Appearing together with the empire, there is also a Backlight Cult that worships the culture of the reverse world. That church later became the state religion of the empire, but the empire's prosperity did not last long, and it went from prosperity to decline after decades.

After the disappearance of the empire, it caused a century of turmoil, and the Backlight Sect also fell apart.

Until a hundred years later, another church quietly appeared, that is the Lord of War. This church that rose in the turbulent age, I heard that its predecessor was the Backlight Sect.

But no matter what, the Church of the Lord of War has been passed down like this, and has become one of the four world-renowned sects.

"War is not for killing, but for protection. When you go to the battlefield, never forget what you are going to the battlefield..."

On the square, a priest with his face hidden in a hood was preaching to the people.

The voice is soft, but full of emotion, and it sounds like a lady.

The priestess raised her hand, drew a straight line between her eyebrows and her chest, then made a fist and tapped her chest three times: "May the Lord of War protect you..."

When Tianyang passed by, she looked up, and the boy saw a pair of firm black eyes.

The eyes of the two sides met, and then they staggered for a moment.

Tianyang has already moved away from the community square, not long after, the fortress cemetery arrived.

Maybe because of the rain, the tomb rain looked very quiet, Tianyang held the saber behind his back, and walked into the black gate of the cemetery holding a bouquet.

Inside the door, a straight passage stretches forward, passing the dark and solemn tombstones.

There are only a few vague figures in the cemetery, scattered in every corner.

It seems that when you come here, even the sound of the wind is extremely low, as if you are choking and whispering over the cemetery with heavy thoughts of the dead.

Tianyang lowered his head, walked on the aisle holding a bouquet of flowers, and walked quickly to where his mother's tombstone was.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he stopped quickly, so as not to hit someone again like on the train.

Ding Qing took a look, and found that he knew the person in front of him.

Wearing a dark long coat with a stand-up collar, his gray hair was blown by the wind, and the nasolabial folds around his mouth are obvious, but his eyes still look like a young man's.

Stable and elegant.

It is the tutor of Tianqing Academy, Liu Jinglin!

"It's you? Teacher Liu, are you here to visit the grave too?" Tianyang raised his voice slightly, and in this quiet place, the voice spread far away.

However, the other people in the cemetery were far away, and couldn't hear what Tian Yang was saying at all.

After being surprised, Liu Jinglin quickly returned to normal, with a polite smile on his face and responded: "Well, I came to visit a friend. An old friend."

He paused before asking, "What about you?"

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Listen to what nonsense I'm talking about, of course I came here to visit the grave."

Tianyang nodded slightly: "My mother is buried here."

The expression on Liu Jinglin's face gradually became heavy: "I'm very sorry."

Tianyang shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind. Then he turned around and bowed his head slightly: "Then I'll go first, Mr. Liu. I'll go to your class next time."

Liu Jinglin responded with a gentle smile: "You are welcome to come to the class at any time. To be honest, people as young as you are usually not very interested in reverse world civilization."

Tianyang said casually: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. At first I wanted to learn the reverse world characters. It turned out that there was no such subject, but I saw the history of your civilization, so I..."

"I see." Liu Jinglin's eyes moved, he reached into his pocket, and took out a pen after a while, "This is for you as a souvenir, you can use it to practice writing. Of course, I mean reverse boundary text."

Tianyang looked at the fountain pen. It has a round belly and a deep tone, but the cap is decorated with silver patterns, which is very beautiful.

"This...how can I..."

Tianyang fell in love with this pen at first sight, but he dare not accept it because he is not related to Liu Jinglin.

Especially his mother, Nan Fei, taught him since he was a child that he couldn't accept other people's gifts by the way, so he hesitated even more.

Liu Jinglin smiled, and put the pen into Tianyang's jacket pocket: "Don't worry about things that are not worth a few dollars. Also, if you want to learn the characters of the reverse world, come to the academy to find them when you are free." Me, I will teach you."

"That's great, thank you, Teacher Liu." Tianyang thanked him sincerely.

Even though Lao Xu lent him a book on the reverse world script, if he can get the guidance of a mentor like Liu Jinglin, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"You're welcome, let's go, goodbye."

Liu Jinglin patted his arm lightly, turned and walked away.

Tianyang glanced at the pen in his pocket, filled with joy, and even walked a little briskly.

........

When I came out of the cemetery, the communicator received two text messages.

The first one is the reward distribution notice.

'You have received a mission reward notification. '

'Bonus item: Gem town defense battle. '

'Reward content: Contribution point reward. '

'Contribution points: 500 points for eliminating jamming signals, 300 points for killing jammers, 500 points for assisting the camp defense, 500 points for submitting [jammer] reports, and a total of 1800 contribution points. '

'All rewards have been issued, please pay attention to check. '

1800 points!

Not a lot, but not a little either. At least before Tianyang went to Baoshi Town, he didn't expect to earn some contribution points by the way.

Including this contribution point, Tian Yang now has 6420 contribution points left on hand, which is not counting the 2,000 points lent to Yan Bing.

If the mother is still there, maybe he will use this contribution to open a small shop and let the mother pass the time.

But now that his mother is gone, Tianyang hasn't figured out how to use it, so he just put it aside.

Looking at another text message, it was sent by Yan Bing: Sir, are you back yet?

Tian Yang told him that he was back, so he walked to his locomotive, but Yan Bing quickly replied: Sir, do you have time tonight? I'm done with surgery, and I'd like to buy you a drink tonight.

Tianyang smiled, readily agreed, set a time and place with Yan Bing, and left the cemetery.

Nighthawk Bar.

This is a bar located on Amber Street in Uptown. Amber Street can be said to be the busiest street in Uptown. Not only are there a variety of shopping malls here, but there are also entertainment venues like Nighthawk Bar.

Tianyang came to the gate of this bar, looked up, and above the gate was a sculpture of an eagle with spread wings.

When the boy was about to go in, a bar security guard stopped him: "Sorry, we can't bring weapons into the venue here."

His gaze obviously fell on the Chiyue Saber behind Tianyang.

Tianyang took out his ID card, and after identifying his identity, the security guard's attitude changed 180 degrees: "So it's the chief of Nightcrawler, please come in."

In the bar, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol and perfume.

Tianyang is no stranger to this taste. He frequented Caddy's Volcano Bar a lot, and he was used to this strange smell long ago.

Tianyang looked around, searching for the figure of Yan Bing, and soon found that the sergeant was at the bar not far in front.

Beside the bar, four or five men were sitting or standing, talking to a beautiful female bartender behind the bar.

One of them, a handsome man with an exaggerated expression, who was less than thirty years old, grabbed a glass of wine and handed it to the bartender.

At this time, Yan Bing stood up, with a smile on his face, said something to the man, took the wine and drank it clean.

Unexpectedly, the man's expression turned down, and suddenly he kicked Yan Bing in the stomach. Amidst the screams of the female bartender behind the bar, Yan Bing fell to the ground and vomited out the wine he had drunk.

Seeing this scene, Tianyang's calm face gradually turned gloomy...