026 God’s Giveaway

On the next day, Chen Xiansong and Bai Min came out of the room. The six mercenaries had already been waiting outside the door. He was a little uncomfortable with being served like this, and he was very awkward for a moment. However, some things must be learned to adapt to. Now it is no longer the peaceful and gentle world of the new human beings. From the siege of the hotel last night, he understood more that it is a good choice to survive in this world and join a certain force.

After going downstairs, Aslan and other mercenaries had already gotten up to work. When they saw Chen Xiansong, they all bowed one after another. Today is different from the past. Even if they "know" that Chen Xiansong was a noble, they would not have to be so respectful. After all, the mercenaries tied their heads to their pants. The heavens were not afraid of the earth. They might be a little afraid of the power of the nobles in their hearts, but they could not be respectful.

But the soul thinkers are different. This is a special group of people who can create knowledge and spread knowledge. They are the Sun God's agents on the earth. Not even one special talent can appear in a hundred thousand people.

Chen Xiansong was not used to the change in everyone's attitude, and he repeatedly said that he hoped that everyone would continue to treat him as yesterday's Xiaosong. Unfortunately, everyone entered his left ear and his right ear. After a few words, he had to pinch his nose and accept his fate. Then the two sat on the table and had breakfast, and six mercenaries stood beside him to protect the Dharma. At this time, an uninvited guest came to the hotel.

Folde was dressed in light gray Sulko aristocratic costume, with a delicate silver knight decorative sword on his waist, and his cynical expression, which was extremely charming, which made the Sichun girls on the street scream loudly. He walked into the hotel and saw Bai Min, and there was a kind of morbid fanaticism in his eyes, but this time he did not approach Bai Min rashly, but stopped five meters away and said, "Beautiful lady..."

After saying a few words, Folde suddenly flashed to the side, then turned around, looking embarrassedly at a porcelain plate embedded in the wooden body next to the door like a round curved blade saw.

Just kidding, it would be a death for being hit by this thing. He swallowed, turned around and saw Bai Min picking up a plate expressionlessly again, and immediately became nervous. While swaying his hands, he retreated and shouted: "Stop, ma'am, please listen to me... please listen to me."

Chen Xiansong grabbed Bai Min's hand: "Just listen to him. If it doesn't sound nice, you can knock him out again."

Bai Min looked at Chen Xiansong for a while, then nodded, and lowered her hand with the plate, but she did not let go of the "murder weapon." Fold looked at the white round thing in Bai Min's hand with some fear, and said tremblingly: "I'm actually here to apologize."

Bai Min didn't speak and started to lower her head to eat.

Chen Xiansong knew that Bai Min had no interest in outsiders, so he asked the other party on behalf of Xiao Min: "Apology? It seems that you have never taken advantage of Xiao Min. If you apologize, Xiao Min will apologize to you... But do you think Xiao Min will apologize to you?"

"So her name is Xiao Min?" Folde was overjoyed and then smirked: "What a nice name, hahaha."

Bai Min heard his idiot laughter like a pig, and looked up, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. Chen Xiansong hurriedly grabbed her hand holding the plate, and then said to the other party with annoyance: "Do you really want to die? You dare to make Xiao Min angry. If you have anything to do, just say it quickly, otherwise I can't guarantee that you can walk out later."

Folde tried hard to suppress his joy: "Well, I'm here to proselyte Zelonger that bastard came to apologize to Ms. Xiao Min. That guy is my good friend, but his personality is a bit bad. I won't say much about this when he was a child... I just want to say that Zelonger looks very irritable, but he is actually a very good person. You will know it from now on."

Chen Xiansong nodded when he heard this. When the other party finished speaking, he asked back: "I believe what you said. Zelonger is a good person." While speaking, he swallowed the bread in his mouth, and then continued: "But the question is, does this have anything to do with us?"

"Not yet, but it will be there soon." Folder finally returned to his cynical expression: "What's your name, a friend dressed by the soul-thinking person?"

"Chen Xiansong."

"The names of the Zhendan Dynasty are very strange. As a country with common language as its subject, it seems very mysterious. I have recorded the names of both of them. I believe we will meet soon and look forward to becoming friends when we meet next time." Folde smiled, gave a knight's greeting gracefully, and left the hotel.

Chen Xiansong didn't care about Fold's words. After breakfast, he prepared to report to the Soul Thinker Association. When he went out, he found that Aslan had prepared a carriage for him. Although it was a bit worn and the horse pulling the carriage was a bit old, in this era, the price of a carriage was equivalent to the status of a Chevrolet anti-gravity suspension vehicle in the New Human era.

Chen Xiansong was not very clear about prices, but he was still grateful to Uncle Aslan for his carefulness. The person driving the carriage was Alex. In this era, students generally worked as part-time coach drivers for teachers, as long as the teacher had to have a carriage.

Outside the hotel door, Aslan looked at his carriage with satisfaction and drove Mr. Xiaosong toward the Soul Thinker Association. He looked up at the sky, it was blue, and the weather was refreshing, just like his current mood. After standing for a while, he went up to the third floor alone and went straight into the last room in the aisle.

Covering the door, he walked in and sat in front of a fat man, and said, "When you came here, you weren't noticed."

Akara said, "Absolutely, don't worry. Where is the thing?"

Take out an oval silver-white metal substance from the clothes, and Aslan put it on the table and said, "The thing is here. What is this thing? It is worth fighting for you and the lord. In order to let me help you transfer it, you, the miser of wealth, even added a thousand copper coins to hire."

"Weapon from the ancient magical era." Akara took the egg-like silver thing and looked at it carefully, saying, "It is said that only the Sun God servants and the Dragon Clan can use it. The Soul Thinker Association is also very interested in it."

Aslan stood up and said, "I'll leave the things to you, and we will never have any connections again."

"Why do I say that? I plan to hire your Life-Dream Mercenary Group to help me secretly escort this thing to the royal city of Jindun." Fatty Akara was quite puzzled: "Aren't you planning to listen to the amount of the hiring? Maybe it's worth your consideration."

But Aslan shook his head firmly: "You must have not heard the latest news. My youngest son, Alex, has become a student of a soul-thinking person. You should understand the meaning of this."

The fat man Akala stood up in a panic: "What? Say it again."

"Teacher Xiaosong is a soul-thinking person. You should understand this." Aslan's face was full of longing for the future: "Alex is his student, and our mercenary group will naturally rely on Teacher Xiaosong to survive and grow. The most important thing is that Teacher Xiaosong agreed to live in our village, Graystone Village in the future."

Fat Aka was dumbfounded. After a long time, he fell back to the chair as if he was dispersed. The metal egg in his hand fell on the table, making an annoying thud: "How could this happen? Why is this happening? The person who gets good luck has always been you, why no similar good things happened to me." He raised his head and looked at Aslan, his eyes full of jealous red bloodshots: "Do you know, what does the entry of a soul-thinking person represent?"

"Of course I know. More than a hundred years of prosperity can benefit countless descendants. Your Excellency Udir has supported the present day of Black Tu City alone. I believe Teacher Xiaosong will do better." Aslan continued softly: "Although Teacher Xiaosong is a soul-thought-hearted thinker, he is not very clear about ordinary common sense, so I think he is the heir secretly cultivated by the Zhendan nobles. Akara, why do you think Teacher Xiaosong's family hide the fact that he is a soul-thought-hearted thinker, and even Teacher Xiaosong himself is in the dark."

Akara's eyes were filled with ridicule and unwillingness: "Things can't be simple. Every big family has absolutely hostile families or forces. Do you know what the soul-thinker represents? A big family has enough money to buy books. The soul-thinker who grows up in this environment has definitely more knowledge than ordinary soul-thinker, and of course it will be many times stronger. If I were the enemy of Your Excellency Chen Xiansong, I would definitely try my best to kill him, so as not to wait for him to grow up and take over a family, it would be a disaster."

"So, Teacher Xiao Song came to our Kate Kingdom. This was the decision his family made to protect him." A Manglan sighed and said, "I originally thought he was a little noble who ran away with Ms. Bai Min, but later I found out that Ms. Bai Min seemed to be his protector and his subordinate. I have always been puzzled. Now I understand that Bai Min is Teacher Xiao Song's shield. Compared with the soul-thoughtful person, no matter how powerful a craftsman is, he is only worthy of being a subordinate. Bai Min's child is definitely related to the Sun God servant, and Teacher Xiao Song's family is definitely unrelated to the Sun God servant."

Akara stared at the lucky guy in front of her with resentment: "After saying so much, what do you want to tell me?"

"Everyone of our mercenary group decided not to participate in any external tasks anymore." Aslan chuckled: "Our greatest wish now is to station in the Graystone Village and protect the soul-thinking person, Lord Chen Xiansong, my youngest son's teacher. Don't worry, I won't reveal a word about ancient weapons. After all, I have taken more money from you, and our mercenary group is trustworthy."
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