Allen walked out of the executive department and walked on the bustling streets, feeling the long-lost atmosphere of the world, and couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated.

When the Frozen Fortress, Allen fought on the battlefield and wandered on the edge of death.

There is no warm atmosphere, no smell of the world, only the interweaving of iron and blood, the struggle between life and death.

After returning from the Frozen Fortress, Allen was in a coma and didn't even know how he came back.

I can only let my drowsy consciousness sink in the long time.

Later, Allen had a certain consciousness and could vaguely perceive some changes in the outside world, but his consciousness was still sharpened in the spiritual world where the broken knife remained.

To count it, Alan and the lively hustle and bustle of the world have been separated for almost a month and a half.

The fiery fragrance came from the shops opened on the street, bringing a little warmth to the extreme north.

The lively sounds mixed with the smell made the city look vibrant.

It is January 18, 874, the year of Dawn Calendar.

The New Year of the Empire has passed, but the cities in the far north are still immersed in the atmosphere after the New Year.

That’s right, the Dawn Empire also has a tradition of celebrating the New Year, praying for luck in the New Year and looking forward to family reunion.

January 1st of each year, the beginning of each New Year in the calendar, is the day when the empire and the whole country celebrate.

Next, according to the customs and habits of each city and each region, their New Year's duration will also vary to varying degrees.

Gria is the city in the far north of the empire and the coldest city in the northern part of the empire.

So their New Year will also be the longest in the entire empire.

Due to the influence of the extreme northern cold wave, the city of Gria in January is not suitable for construction, so most people still do nothing and can only waste time in this way.

Allen breathed a sigh of nostalgia, looking at the familiar long street with a little strangeness, his eyes were filled with joy.

Come back.

A silent sigh was filled with joy. Alan looked at the lively scene around him, and was eager to try it out, as if he wanted to go out for a walk and celebrate his survival.

But, just thinking about it, Allen looked at the newly built building, identified the direction, and walked towards the security department of Gria City.

Before leaving, Allen had already inquired about the situation of his uncle's family and knew that they had not moved out of the PSA and still lived there.

So Alan walked straight towards his destination without any hesitation.

Allen was wearing a black executive winter uniform with a faint smile on his lips, walking quickly among the noisy crowd.

"Dad, I want that."

"well."

"Selling wine, the best soju."

“…”

Although, the terrifying natural disaster has caused this ancient city with a long history to suffer a long-lost pain.

However, with the powerful rescue of the empire, the city of Gria was not seriously damaged.

Citizens in this city can barely spend the New Year.

The citizens on the street at this time also used the festive New Year to dilute the bad luck and sadness of the past, hoping to bring good luck to the New Year.

All kinds of sounds kept drilling into Allen's ears, making him both happy and a little unhappy.

I am happy because he feels the meaning of being alive, fresh and real.

When on the battlefield, Alan was not as calm and indifferent as he showed.

Because he knew very clearly that since he had set foot on the battlefield, he would have to have the awareness of killing people and being killed.

He can kill enemies that are against him in a very cruel way, whether they are monsters or humans.

But he was worried that he would not survive the battlefield with all his might.

After all, reality is not a game, and no one has the chance to start over.

To put it bluntly, it is because of fear of death, but who is not afraid of death?

Therefore, Alan actually felt a lot of pressure in his psychology, and he hoped to come back soon.

But as soon as I woke up, I had already returned to the city of Gria, which I was thinking about, but there was a little illusion that made Alan unreal.

And now, in this surging crowd and the bustling noise, Allen understood in a daze.

I have survived myself!

Of course, there are also some bad things. Alan's perception is too sharp now. Almost all the sounds within a hundred meters are drilling into his ears, making his head buzz.

However, Allen had no choice but to endure it himself and wait for the day he was used to.

As long as Allen waits for a while and gets used to such a large amount of information inflow, he can automatically ignore some less important information and extract the information he needs.

Of course, Allen can also use other methods, such as quickly improving his intelligence.

In a sense, Allen's current situation is that the CPU's speed of processing information cannot keep up with the speed of receiving information.

As long as you improve yourself from the root, all problems will not be a problem.

However, Allen doesn't want to upgrade so quickly and use that little attribute.

Because, he felt that that little attribute had better uses.

In this way, Allen thought aimlessly while walking towards the position of the Public Security Bureau.

On the way, I also had great leisure to observe the initial post-disaster reconstruction project in my sight.

After a while, Allen arrived at the Sheriff's Department.

The solemn building stands in the cold wind, towering and tall, with a bitter majesty.

The PLA has changed a lot compared to when Allen came before.

It’s not because the building of the Public Security Department has undergone any renovations or reconstructions, but just because Allen was a little out of place when he arrived before.

The first time I came here was when the Demon Tide siege in the Abyss Night, the Public Security Bureau was a typical example of dirty and messy.

The smoke filled the air, blood was gurgling on the ground, and hot shells were everywhere. The roaring artillery fire blew the entire street away, and the broken powder scattered, making the air more turbid.

This is Allen's first impression of the Security Department.

Later, when Allen came to the Public Security Bureau to visit his uncle and the others, the situation was not very good.

Although the war has ceased, there has been no major change in the storefront of the Public Security Bureau.

The cold wind in the far north took away the dust in the air and the smoke filled the smoke, but it could not take away the pits, cracks, and blood on the walls.

At that time, the city of Gria was still in a state of incomplete development, and all places were extremely short of manpower.

In that case, the U.S. Department people don’t spend much energy on cleaning the headquarters because they have more important things to do.

Therefore, the Public Security Department, which Allen saw for the second time, only repaired the pits bombed by artillery shells on the street at the door to facilitate the entry and exit of the Public Security Department vehicles.

And now, it was the first time that Allen saw a clean and majestic building complex of the Public Security Bureau.

"Hello, is there anything you have?"

Allen walked into the vestibule and before he could look around, he saw a burly man approaching him and asked calmly.

However, although his face seemed calm, Allen could still sense the fear and vigilance under the other party's calm face.

Allen did not make any extra moves in case the other party made unexpected moves, but he slowly took out his third-level superintendent's ID and handed it to the other party.

"Please wait."

The moment he saw this document, Allen could clearly feel that the other party's vigilance had been greatly reduced, but he still did not relax his vigilance.

The burly man carefully looked at Allen's face, and then carefully checked the authenticity of the document.

"Sorry, it took some time."

The burly man respectfully handed the document back.

Allen just smiled indifferently, took his ID, and replied, "It's okay, I'm here to find someone."

"You can do whatever you want."

After the burly man made a gesture of asking for help, he returned to his post.

It can be clearly felt that the vigilant atmosphere in the hall slowly dissipated.

However, Allen did not immediately go to the back of the Public Security Bureau to look for someone. He found a seat in the hall to sit down, and then closed his eyes to rest.

When the burly man showed a vigilant look before, he probably knew that it was his own reason.

Because, the man before him did not suffer the same treatment as him.

Alan thought carefully and found that it was the pot of vague momentum around him.

After all, the iron-blooded meaning of living a hundred battles and the bloody meaning of wandering between life and death may not be too touched by ordinary people.

But for veterans who have experienced extraordinary experiences in the Public Security Bureau, it is really obvious.

They may not be extraordinary, but they have also honed their perception of danger between life and death.

And Alan's current power, no matter how hard he tries his best to restrain himself, there is no need for these ordinary people to be much worse than an ancient beast.

It is natural for them to be able to detect Allen’s problems.

However, this was why Allen was not aware of this before, so they noticed it.

Now, after Alan understood, he naturally had to restrain his momentum so that his relatives would not be noticed.

breathe……

Alan's breath was long, restraining the overflowing pressure, allowing himself to change to the sunny young man he used to be.
Chapter completed!