Chapter 514: The survival logic of a tramp

Thales City.
Novi is a homeless man with no property and no family. He sleeps in a homeless shelter in the city every day. When he is hungry, he goes out to beg, and shrinks in the corner to keep warm when he is cold.
Fortunately, the climate in Thales City is very good, even in the coldest weather, the water will not freeze, so Novi never worry about freezing to death, his life is very happy.
One reason for him to be like this is because others are lazy. The older he gets, the more lazy he is. When he is young, his heart gradually fades and he doesn't want to do anything. But the bigger reason is his congenital deformity of his left leg. This made him limping while walking and couldn't run fast at all.
Inborn disability, ridicule by others, step by step destroyed his hope for the future.
When he wants to come, he will always be a homeless man in his life. One day, he will die silently in a corner of Thales City. Even if he dies, no one will pay attention to it. It will take a while and wait for him. His body rotted and stinked and affected others. Only then would the city guard come over and take his body away and bury it hastily.
"I am like a lonely ghost in the mortal world. No one remembers me, and God has abandoned me." This is what Novi said most often.
Whenever the pastor of the Goddess of Life heard these words, he would angrily scold him: "God will not abandon any of his mortal children. You can live in the asylum and you are enjoying the grace of the Goddess. Don't say these words again. Now, you ungrateful lame!"
At this time, Novi obediently shut up for a while, not that he didn't want to refute, he wanted to say: ‘Since God hasn’t abandoned me, why did he give me such a broken leg? ’. But he always chooses to remain silent, because if he goes on, he doesn't even have a place to live at night.
That night, when Novi was walking around in a remote alley leading to the shelter, a voice came from the shadow of the alley: "Hey. Cripple, do you want to be famous?"
"Don't call me lame! I don't want to be famous!" Novi doesn't care who the speaker is, because he has no money, he looks ugly, or is disabled. Don't worry about being robbed. If there are really poor and crazy bandits who are really looking at him, he doesn't mind throwing the two copper plates in his trouser pocket to him.
"I can make your name appear in history and be remembered for a thousand years." The voice came from behind.
"Crazy!" Novi murmured and continued to move forward, but after a few steps. He stopped, limply walked back.
He was not said to be moved, but he was very curious about this lunatic, and wanted to hear how he could make him, a useless tramp, be remembered by the world for a thousand years.
He was curious, and he was bored, which made him go back.
Novi saw the person in the corner clearly. This person was wearing dirty leather armor and a black revolver hanging from his waist. Wearing a wide-brimmed hat on his head, it was completely dressed like a downturned mercenary.
Seeing Novi coming back, this guy smiled: "What. Interested?"
"No, I want to see what a madman looks like." Novi looked at the mercenary's face carefully, and said to himself: "I'm not crazy when I look at it. Could it be that my head was kicked by a donkey?"
The mercenary was not angry either, his voice was low, like the devil's bewitched: "I said. You have nothing anyway, why don't you try?"
The tramp was taken aback. After thinking about it, he replied: "But I still have a life."
"That's true. There are two ways to live your life. One is to be a tramp all your life, and finally die in the gutter. The other is to go back with me, I promise, as long as you do what I say, you will definitely be taken by everyone Remember, even His Majesty the King who is far away in the capital will know your name." The mercenary's voice is low and full of temptation, but if the target is those who are really worthless and depressed, it is useless to say it. , But Novi is a little different, there is still a trace of flame in his heart.
Although he was lazy, it was because he was lame and had nothing to do. He also dreamed of conquering the abyss, dreaming of following Marshal Thales to make contributions, but the reality is too ruthless.
"What do you think of me?" The asked inexplicably, his heart moved, and now, he just wanted to figure out whether this opportunity really belonged to him, not because the other party had found the wrong person.
"I heard that someone in the asylum used to have a unique skill. He could shoot down a copper coin hanging on a tree 100 meters away with a bow. I wonder if this person is a named Novi?" The mercenary reached out and raised his hat. , The dark green eyes under the hat stared straight at Novi.
"It's me. But that was before. Now I can't do it anymore. I have no strength in my hands and can't hold things securely." Novi admitted that it was his dream when he was young. He also has talent. Unfortunately, the army does not accept cripples. Because a will slow down the marching speed, and although his archery skills are good, in this era of martial arts, there are many people who can match him.
"That's it, I'm looking for you. If you still have a little ambition in your heart, just follow me." The mercenary didn't say more, he turned and walked out of the alley, his speed is not fast, obviously Take care of Novi's residual foot.
Novi hesitated for less than a second, and then he followed. He is just a tramp. He has nothing else and nothing to lose. Now that he has such a vigorous opportunity, why not do it?
A downturned mercenary, a homeless man, just walked in the streets of Thales in tandem, and finally, the mercenary led Novi into a wooden building.
The owner of this wooden building is a young widow in her twenties (the living conditions of the human race are very good, and the average life expectancy is rapidly increasing), she is quite beautiful, wearing a long skirt, and showing some body curves when she walks. Novi almost Look dumbfounded.
It's not that he has never seen a beautiful woman, but he has never come into a beautiful woman's house. Usually, he can only see these beautiful people on the street, and then return to the asylum for a good aftertaste.
There seemed to be a scent floating in the air in the wooden building, and Novi was so intoxicated, he twitched his big nose, wishing to absorb all the aroma in the room with one breath.
The widow arranged a shower for Novi, who was so dirty, and put on clean clothes for him, which made the tramp even more excited.
Finally, the mercenary led him into a secret room.
The secret room is very spacious. There is a wooden table inside. On the wooden frame on the table is a murder weapon that is one meter long and shiny with blue metallic luster.
"This is" Novi has seen something similar. This is a magic musket, but the look of this musket is really scary. It also contains a very precise scope on it. The bullets next to it are the same as Novi. His was about the same length, and every bullet showed a gleam like flame, which made people feel the enormous power contained in it.
"This is a contraband, and it will be shot if found!"
He still has some common sense. The power of this high-precision musket is extremely terrifying, and it can kill a target from a kilometer away. Officials have always controlled this powerful weapon very strictly. Each weapon has a special label. Found lost, the entire Thales City will definitely set off an undercurrent until the weapon is found again.
"Don't worry, it comes from the right path, no one will check it." The mercenary smiled. He picked up the musket on the table and said with a smile: "This is the latest model, the sixth generation of the lizard hunter, with a bullet velocity of 1,000 meters per second. , Bullet magic level 45, effective shooting range of 1500 meters, within 1000 meters can penetrate the defensive magic blessed by the lizardman pentagonal priest."
Only then did Novi really feel that what he was doing might be a really big thing. There must be a huge shady hidden in this matter. He instinctively took a step back, with a trace of withdrawal in his heart.
"You can't retreat here, Novi." The mercenary grinned, his teeth gleaming with cold.
"If I want to retire, will you kill me?" Novi asked.
"Obviously. This musket can't see the light. Any possibility of letting it see the light must be killed." The mercenary hand pressed the revolver around his waist. If one is wrong, he will shoot, and then look for it. One candidate.
Novi's heart trembled when he heard it, and then he was ready to do it. He doesn’t care anymore. It’s better to do this. Although he knows that he won’t live long after he’s done it, but he’s a bad life. If he has a chance to be brilliant, then go all out, even if this brilliant way is possible. Will make people swear, but he doesn't care!
"I did it!"
"Happy, it's a man!" The mercenary laughed, and he said: "You have a month. During this time, I will train you how to use it and bring out the true power of this beast."
"I have another condition." Novi said.
"You talk about it. But I don't like to negotiate terms with people." The mercenary narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light appeared in it.
Vagrant Hanover felt the pressure, he swallowed his saliva, and said, "I haven't had a woman in my life, and I have never done that. I know that after this is done, I will definitely have no life. I don't care about the future. It’s, but I’ve survived somehow, I have to taste it."
"Ha~EbookFREE.me~ It turned out to be this. It's human nature. The widow just now is called Marisa. Her husband died in a battle outside the abyss. In order to live decently, she occasionally takes care of it. This month you Just sleep with her, I'll pay you for the bed warmer." The mercenary said generously.
Novi recalled the plump body and beautiful face of the widow before, and his heart was hot: "Don't worry, I will go all out!"
What happened in the dark corner of Thales City is not well known. In the highest mansion of Thales City, officials and servants are busy decorating the commander’s mansion, because in a month, Marshal Thales will hold a grand event. Ceremony.
Although the marshal did not say why the ceremony was held, no servants dared to speak up, they worked meticulously.
The entire Thales City also looked very peaceful. Ordinary people didn't feel much change in their lives, but the caring people discovered that Marshal Lord's direct team had unknowingly called back, and the city's monitoring level had risen invisibly.
Thales City, the undercurrent is raging. (To be continued)
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