First Law

The juice is bright red. It should be peach juice. It is not a special drink, but because of its high acidity, it is generally used to sober up alcoholics.

Of course, what Churchill thought about was not the function of this bottle of peach juice, but why Karen appeared behind him.

With his body hanging down, he instinctively bowed forward, holding the bottle of bright red peach juice in both hands, like a tavern boy.

Churchill asked himself that he had never enjoyed such treatment after working in the wasteland for such a long time. To be exact, there was no creature in the wasteland who could enjoy such courtesy from Karen.

At this moment, a stench rushed towards his face, he looked down, and not far away was his masterpiece, vomit.

Seeing that puddle of junk, I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit again, but I could only hold back. Now I really want to find a crack in the ground to get in, it's really embarrassing.

He had never been so embarrassed in front of Karen, and immediately blushed.

"Boss, I" hurriedly choked up and said.

Karen was completely concerned about the other party's answer, and just pushed the peach juice in her hand forward, "When everyone is in a bad mood, it's okay for a man to drink some wine."

Churchill was a little dazed, feeling that he was dreaming. The boss was a bit too considerate, and he became extremely nervous under the excessive courtesy, his throat kept dry, but he couldn't utter a word.

But I was eager to express something, or to give a reasonable explanation for my embarrassment, but unfortunately everything was in vain. At this moment, my mind was empty, and I couldn't find half a word, so I could only take the peach in Karen's hand tremblingly. Juice, and then gulp, gulp, poured down the throat without panting.

After drinking a bottle of peach juice, he felt slightly better, "Boss, how did you find me?"

"Well, you are the financial manager of the town of Gold, how could such an important person disappear so casually." Karen was afraid that the other party would misunderstand that she was watching, so she explained: "Ah Zhen asked you for a financial signature, I couldn’t find the office, and when I saw you walking towards the wasteland alone, I told me, I thought you were going to commit suicide.”

Churchill secretly smiled wryly, is his mentality that bad?

"Boss, I'm just in a bad mood. Why don't you go out and relax? By the way, the funds you want are in place."

"Well, I see, the city of Desa has been obtained, good job, are you sober?"

"woke up!"

In fact, he is still a little confused, but he can't really pretend to be crazy like a drunkard, this is not his style, especially in front of Karen, he has to show his demeanor.

And it seems that Karen praised him, which is really ridiculous. He sold the most valuable thing in Gold Town.

"Can you come with me?"

"Of course!" Before he finished speaking, he saw Karen walking towards the wilderness. The more he walked, the more Churchill wondered. It was winter, and the two of them left the protective cover area and walked eastward. He seemed tireless. From noon to night, I didn't say a word during the period.

The cold wind was blowing, and Churchill woke up completely, but the more he woke up, the more confused he became. Now he has basically left the wasteland, and the outline of the city-state looms in front of him. Perhaps it is because of the evening, crawling on the wasteland like a giant beast.

It's Qatar City.

Churchill has been here many times, so he is familiar with it.

Glancing at Karen, he frowned even more. Since the wasteland entered into turmoil, Karen had issued a strict order not to enter Qatar City under any circumstances, but now he took the initiative to enter Qatar City, and passed through the city of Qatar. After the main street, he went straight into the City Lord's Mansion.

Ignoring Qatar lying on the chair, he went straight into the inner hall as if he was in his own courtyard.

Churchill stepped forward cautiously. The endless corridor in front of him seemed to be entering the bottomless abyss, which made him feel an unfathomable fear.

Once Karen is far away, she will run two quick steps, and if she gets too close, she will slow down her pace again, neither far nor close.

At this moment, Karen, who was advancing, stopped suddenly. Churchill slammed on the brakes and almost hit the wall. When he looked up, it was an oil painting.

There is a little girl in a goose-yellow dress, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair braided into two special knots, a pair of big black eyes flickering, and a small and exquisite nose dotting the whole face very beautifully.

However, the girl's face was covered with dust, especially the black mud under her eyes and the tattered clothes showed her identity.

beggar!

But on the beggar's face, there was no trace of abjection, but a kind of stubbornness. Suddenly, Churchill's eyes froze and locked on the other's black hair, and he saw two triangular ears like lotus leaves, bulging. come out

Churchill hurriedly looked at the girl's waist, his face was relieved, as he expected, a pair of fluffy red tails were bending.

It's an orc, and it's a Forbes.

"Is this Ahri?" Churchill asked tremblingly.

No one can appreciate the worship of Forbes to Ahri. To put it bluntly, Forbes obeys Ahri far above the God of War. This is the belief of the Forbes family.

Ari was abducted and sold to the human race by slave traders after he was born. Because of his black spots on his face, he was abandoned because of his worthlessness. After that, he completely lived a life of begging. At the age of five, fifteen, and even twenty, he relied on Live by begging.

But when she was twenty-five years old, the girl named Ari suddenly raised enough money to form a business group, established her own Forbes business group in the human race, recruited Forbes, and actively dealt with the human race.

It is precisely because of his many years of begging experience in the human race that he knows almost all the trades, and has mastered a unique calculation method in these years, successfully realized the import of goods from the orc race to the human race, and obtained a huge income. In just three years, he became He is the richest man in the Forbes family, and was absorbed by the Temple of War, becoming a priest of Forbes.

If it's just that, it's impossible for Ahri to make Forbes worship to such an extent.

After she became a priest, she did not give up her studies, and began to summarize a set of calculation methods that only Forbes could understand based on her own knowledge and Forbes' unique advantages, and invested money for ordinary Forbes to learn.

It is even more strictly stipulated that every Forbes creature must be able to master mainland characters when they are five years old, and must master calculation methods when they become adults.

It is precisely because of this that the Forbes family has made a big turnaround. From being unknown, it has directly become the most calculable race of the orcs, and has been recognized by the Kenneth Association as one of the three most intelligent creature groups in the world. The identity of the title race.

So far, the calculation methods and business methods created by Ali are still used by the younger generation.

His contribution cannot be wiped out at all, and he is the supreme legendary existence. Churchill looked at the picture, as if the leader of Forbes was living on the canvas, and a sense of respect spontaneously arose.

You must know that the secret of this existence's success is not talent, but perseverance.

No one can understand the cruelty of the calculation method created by Ari. After every Forbes is sensible, the first thing to do is to calculate the complicated formula until they reach adulthood.

To put it bluntly, Forbes had no childhood fun at all, but it is precisely because of this that Forbes has the name of computing genius.

As for Ari himself, it is said that he has no hobbies in his life, and all his energy is devoted to changing the fate of the Forbes family.

"Did he blame me for drinking?" Churchill looked at Karen suspiciously.

Karen didn't give him an answer, but continued to walk forward and stopped in front of a pale-faced scholar.

The scholar's face was as pale as if it had been painted with a layer of lime, which was a little scary.

But what is more eye-catching is that there is a crystal coffin next to the oil painting, in which the old remains of the scholar lie quietly, his face still contains the interpretation of the years.

"This is Galileo, the researcher of demon civilization and the creator of esoteric magic theory. He proposed the theory of equality of demons, the theory of esoteric transformation, and the first law of magic is still applied in magic. This set of theories was cultivated during World War II. There are countless magicians, and the Kenneth Association positions them as legendary existences."

This time it was Karen who took the initiative to introduce the information of the characters in the oil painting:

"Before the age of thirty, Galileo was just a schoolteacher. He was in the library and classrooms every day. His only hobby was reading. No one noticed this ordinary schoolteacher, but it was because of his existence that he changed the first The pattern of the Second World War is considered by the creatures to be the savior of the war."

"Churchill, you can take a look here. There is their specific information below. Everyone here has no achievements before the age of 30, but after the age of 30, they can burst out with amazing abilities. You are now a It’s good to be a title-level calculator, but in this world, there are countless calculators like you.”

Churchill was silent for a while, "Boss, do you want me to learn from these masters?"

"No, I just want to say that difficulties are not terrible, the key is to be resilient. You can't imagine how much hardship they have experienced when they have not achieved success. The hardships I am talking about are not from the outside world, but from themselves. Churchill, tenacity is more important than anything else. This is the only ability to move forward in the face of difficulties. The most important thing I want to tell you now is that tenacity is not innate, but is exercised from countless difficulties. Yes, there are still five hours until dawn, you can study here, come out after dawn, and I will give you other errands."

Without waiting for Churchill's reply, he went straight out of the hall.

Karen's figure became more and more blurred, and the surroundings became darker and darker. Finally, he was the only one left in the huge corridor. Looking around, it was completely dark.

He is afraid!

He had never been so scared like now, it seemed that Karen had completely given up on him in an instant, the silence was terrifying, especially his own breathing, heartbeat, sound like a devil.

"What should I do? Boss!"

First law