Release that Witch Chapter 641: The gate to connect fragments
But now he is responsible for raising this newborn.
Roland When yawning from the bed, the falling ladder was still set aside, and the blinds were already bright.
Clearly wearing clothes at the time of the fall, but now only a pair of boxers left, is this due to the inertia of the subconscious? It seems that the dream will continue for a while after you leave, until you fall asleep normally, to ensure that every time you enter the dream happens to wake up ... This is too formalistic!
He decided to choose this breakout at midnight, and try to see if he can eliminate this unconscious movement that is approximately sleepwalking.
In addition, the sequelae of not getting enough sleep are coming. Roland doesn't feel like a person just waking up from sleep. His eyes are astringent and his forehead is swollen. I ca n’t help yawning. He hasn't closed his eyes for more than 20 hours in a row.
Maybe I need to take a nap.
Putting on short sleeves and walking into the living room, he saw the small figure again.
"Why did you get up so early today?" Zero looked a little surprised, "I haven't started making breakfast yet ... you wait for me in the living room, I'll go."
It can be seen that she has just woke up, and her untreated white hair is scattered messily on her shoulders. There are also a few hairs that are tilted upwards. Usually, the appearance of a string is like two people. She is still wearing that pale cyan dress and white stockings. If you remember correctly, the little girl has not changed clothes for three days. According to her clean and tidy bedroom, it will never be because she is lazy or not dirty. There is not much clothes to change.
Somehow, Roland suddenly felt a sore heart.
Not just for her, but for herself.
Thinking about the three hundred in his purse ... No, for two hundred and fifty dollars, he felt incredible. One is the main reason for the emergence of dreams, and the other is the creator of the dream world. The two people who are called creations have actually fallen to this level, which is no longer a miserable description.
It's not a way to go this way. Whether it's buying books or exploring the world, money is essential. He has to find a way to get a stable income, otherwise more than two hundred dollars, aside from meals and utilities, not even going out to take a taxi.
Just as Roland was thinking about how to make money, Zero was already busy.
She lit the stove with hands and feet, put oil in the hot pot, broke the eggs with one hand, and poured the flowing egg liquid into the pot. Although the strength is not enough to shake the pot, but a small shovel in the hand to move up and down, the effect is not much worse than shaking the iron pot.
With the sizzle of hot oil, the tempting aroma of fried eggs quickly filled the living room.
Due to the limitations of life cost, the changes in breakfast are not great. This time, two fritters and a fried egg are still served, and Zero has one less.
"You bought the churros yesterday?" Roland took a bite and found that it was no longer so crispy.
"Of course," muttered Zero. "The last batch when buying and selling stalls at night was especially cheap. Sometimes the boss would send me the unused flour dumplings. I can make several churros."
He wondered, "Are you the same when you are at home?"
"Almost," the little girl shook her head, without saying more. She didn't seem to want to mention her family. After eating breakfast, she briefly groomed herself, carried her schoolbag and walked to the door. "Old rules, uncle, I won't come back at noon, you will wash the bowl."
"Ah, go, be careful on the road. "Roland nodded.
Zero could not help but startled. After a while, Yeah responded and left.
Okay, now it's time to take a good look at your own property.
Roland returned to the bedroom, turned the bedside table and wardrobe from head to toe, and sorted out all the belongings.
First is the wallet. In addition to two hundred dollars, there is also an ID card and a bank card. Of course, those expired lottery tickets were thrown directly into the trash bin, even if they were able to, it has already exceeded the redemption time, let alone he did not believe that such a small probability event would fall on himself.
Second is a mobile phone. The contact list is empty. The only valuable information is the bank card income and expenditure reminder. It can be seen that at the end of each month, the Zero family will call up a living cost of 1,500 yuan. Now there are only 12 yuan left in Carry, and there are still four days before the next remittance date. I ca n’t even starve to death, but I do n’t have any balance to do other things.
Finally, there are a few pieces of jewelry. The material looks like gold. I do n’t know if it ’s true or not. Maybe it ’s for marriage? If you sell these to a gold shop, you can probably recover a thousand yuan or so, which is an emergency fund.
These are all the wealth that he can freely control.
It doesn't help the current situation. Roland sighed and turned his attention to the furnishings in the utility room.
He opened a door at the end of the house and looked at some old items inside.
A bicycle full of dust and spider webs combined with a sewing machine is estimated to sell for 30 or 40 yuan. After all, it is cast iron, especially the latter. And the big iron gate, if it is counted as scrap iron, can probably buy a hundred yuan or more? Maybe he wouldn't pay attention to this money at all, but now he is precious.
If you go to second-hand bookstore to buy obsolete teaching materials, more than 100 yuan will be enough to buy a set of old books in all disciplines.
Thinking of it, he decided to do just that.
In the small advertisement posted in the stairwell, Roland remembered that there was a phone for recycling, but before that, he had to wipe these things first.
If it looks cleaner, maybe you can sell more.
After gasping towing the bicycle and sewing machine into the living room, he noticed something was wrong.
The thick iron door does not seem to be leaning against the wall of the utility room, but is built into the wall!
Hell, which **** did this? You need to know that this wall is the outer wall of apartment building. Is the door here for suicide?
And the door was hung up with a lock!
Wait ... he remembered that there were two keys on the keychain?
Roland immediately took the key and inserted the other one into the keyhole, which fit perfectly.
With the sound of kā chā, the rusty lock bounced off and fell off the bolt.
He's too lazy to pick up the broken lock, pull up his time, and push open the iron door.
A cold wind mixed with snowflakes poured into the room, which made him in a short-sleeved trousers unbearable for a few snoring.
It turned out to be a snowy scene behind the iron gate!
A gray-brown city is looming against the rolling snow-capped mountains in the distance. It is built along the mountain walls on both sides, enclosing itself in a large gap. A towering building stands in the center of the city, like a pillar of heaven, standing in the howling wind.
Even if Roland was the first time to see it, he immediately realized where it was.
"Hermes new Holy City".
A stronghold city built with the help of the Impassable Mountain Range break.
is also a symbol of Church's strength and indomitableness.