Deconstruction wizard

3. A residual cigarette

"Name?"

The guard sat opposite Li Nuo and asked without raising his head. On the table in front of him, there was a yellowed notepad spread out.

"Leno Jarvis."

"age?"

"twenty one years old."

The guard shook his sluggish ink pen towards the floor and scrawled a few words on the notepad:

"Oh, you can speak fluently now, and you haven't become confused. It seems that the severe vomiting and diarrhea did not damage your brain."

"Vomiting and diarrhea?" Li Nuo was slightly startled.

"Yes, vomiting and diarrhea." The guard glanced at Li Nuo, with a hint of warning in his eyes:

"Whenever anyone asks you what happened in the car, all you have to say is these words. Do you understand? Vomiting and vomiting."

The guards on the train must be afraid that it will be revealed that someone brought sleeping powder on the train.

This is an unexpected incident that may have a large or small impact.

It all depends on how the insider handles it.

People under the eaves have to lower their heads... Li Nuo said honestly:

"Yes, vomiting and diarrhea."

"Yes, Not Bad."

The guard nodded with satisfaction, held the cigarette in his mouth with his fingers, flicked the ashes into the ashtray on the table, then moved it back to his mouth and took a sip.

He exhaled smoke toward the ceiling and sighed:

"It would be great if all the criminal soldiers were as honest as you. We could save a lot of things. Wiping blood stains, sweeping glass debris, and repairing windows. I almost got into trouble with those two bastards.

Too busy."

The guard picked up his pen and wrote a few words, then puffed on a cigarette and started talking to himself - he seemed to regard the task of recording a confession as a rare break for himself.

"Why do you think those two bastards were thinking of jumping out of the window and escaping? They thought they could escape from this place at the Crossroads by digging a few graves in Nandu Province and selling some illegal grave goods.

?What a wishful thinking..."

Seeing that the other party was in a good mood, Li Nuo happened to want to find out some information, so he asked at the right time:

"Sir, do you think they are grave robbers?"

When the guard heard Li Nuo calling him "sir", his eyes suddenly lit up. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He grinned and said:

"Hey, tomb robbers? They are much more powerful than ordinary tomb robbers. They should be considered great tomb robbers. They are somewhat famous among the illegal forces in Nandu Province."

The guard took a puff of his cigarette:

"...I don't know the specific situation.

"I only know that these two people are very good at stealing tombs from ancient tombs, and they never fail. They are very proficient in the tomb mechanisms and the obscure ancient language of Tardis.

"Had it not been for the uneven distribution of the stolen goods among them, which triggered internal strife, it would not have been as easy for the local police to catch them..."

Li Nuo narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was keenly aware of an unusual place.

There were only three criminals in the carriage he was in before.

It was himself and the pair of dead tomb-robber brothers.

The Tomb Raider Brothers are proficient in the ancient language of Tardis.

The same goes for Li Nuo.

Three people who were proficient in the language and had some attainments in archeology were placed in a carriage and watched over alone.

Is this a coincidence? Or is it intentional?

If it was intentional, what was the purpose of the person who arranged all this behind the scenes?

Li Nuo was thinking secretly when the sound of a whistle came from the front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise of the brake pads coupling with the wheels.

The steam train is slowing down.

This journey is about to arrive at the terminal.

Li Nuo temporarily broke away from his thoughts, raised his head and looked out the window, looking forward against the glass.

The towering city wall rises from the horizon, covering part of the cloudy sky.

Behind the city wall is a stone fortress with a medieval architectural style, and the flickering lights on the outer walls and corridors of the fortress can be vaguely seen.

"Okay, criminal Leo Jarvis, your grave has arrived."

The guard closed the notepad in front of him, picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

"I have a pretty good impression of you. Don't die too quickly. If you are cautious enough and cautious enough, it is still possible to survive three legion missions."

The guard put one hand on the door handle and put out the cigarette butt in his mouth with the other.

He put the cigarette with a small piece of tobacco left in front of Li Nuo:

"Take it and hide it. This is the most sought-after thing among the Corabo Legion. Remember what I said, spit it out and let it go down."

"Yes, sir. I understand." Li Nuo watched the other party leave.

He picked up the poor cigarette butt and shook it in the air a few times so that the spittle left by the guard could dry quickly, and finally hid the cigarette butt in his waistband.

This should be the guard's hush money.

Maybe it will become money to buy your life.

...

The steam train entered the Legion Fortress and slowly stopped its heavy body.

As the whistle blew, Li Nuo was escorted off the train by the guards and saw his companion.

It was a team of about 30 criminals, one after another, coming down from the carriage far ahead.

Just like Li Nuo's situation, these guys were sent to the Borderlands to serve as criminal soldiers because they violated the laws of the empire.

However, their situation is a little different from Li Nuo.

Li Nuo became a criminal because of the operation of the Debt Inheritance Act and the Personal Debt Settlement Act.

From beginning to end, neither Li Nuo nor the original owner ever endangered anyone's personal safety through violence.

But the criminal soldiers other than him are all thieves, robbers, and murderers, and they are full of instability and aggression.

Simply shooting them will only waste the food and social resources the empire has consumed on them.

Therefore, they will be sent to the borderland of suffering to be cannon fodder.

When cannon fodder knows that they are cannon fodder, trouble will come. They will not wait for death to come.

If there is a slight lack of management and restraint, this group of dangerous people who can explode like a dynamite barrel will launch a riot.

For this reason, the legionnaires who came to receive the criminal soldiers used a special prop to manage the criminal soldiers.

That's a shock collar.

This hard, cold metal ring is placed around the criminal's neck. Any criminal who dares to disobey the order will be calmed down by the sizzling electric current.

Li Nuo also has such a thing on his neck.

At the same time, he received his own criminal uniform - a gray coat covered in dried blood.

There are a series of numbers on the front and back of the coat. This is the number of each criminal, which has since replaced the name of the criminal.

After all, when faced with cannon fodder like criminal soldiers who could be killed at any time, there was no need for the soldiers to spend time remembering their names.

Li Nuo's criminal soldier number is No. 888.

Three eights, all the way, this was the definition in the original world before time travel.

But in the strange world after time travel, No. 888 has no special meaning, and it will not bless him with glory and prosperity.

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