Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

The holographic projection screen is a photo of four people.

In front of the castle gate of the Minghua Tribe, four people stood together and smiled at the camera.

Count from left to right.

The first man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up. He was very strong, had a beard, and looked somewhat like a handsome uncle.

The second woman is wearing a pink kimono, her hair is tied up, and she has a gentle smile. She looks a lot like Asuka and is very beautiful.

The third man, wearing a set of ordinary casual clothes, was a big name in Li Guanqi's era.

The fourth man, unlike the three next to him, was actually wearing a set of red heavy armor.

"Red blood heavy armor."

Li Guanqi said softly.

This style and texture are completely the standard equipment of the Daluo Dynasty and the Chi Family Red Blood Army.

It seems to be the soldiers under Chi Xiaoxiao.

"This is a photo taken in extraordinary 42 years."

Asuka pointed to the picture on the computer screen and said softly: "The two on the left are my parents, and the one in the middle is the person from Guanmeng Sanctuary who came to our Minghua tribe for the last time.

He came to our Minghua tribe to exchange supplies... Haha, actually it was an exchange rather than a gift.

Those materials are almost all unilateral gifts from their Dream Viewing Sanctuary to support our Minghua Tribe.

Our Minghua tribe couldn't even give away any decent specialties. In the end, we gave a few sets of kimonos sewn by my mother as a symbolic gift as a token of respect.

The one on the far right wearing red armor is a captain of the Red Blood Army.

He is responsible for escorting the team from Guanmen Sanctuary as they travel between the various tribes in our area.

Because the Red Blood Army is in the north and the Dream Sanctuary is also in the north, they have a very good relationship. When the rescue team from the Dream Sanctuary comes out, the Red Blood Army will send people to protect them.

I don’t know why, but every time the Guanmeng Sanctuary sends a support team, none of the members are above the first level, all of them are below the first level.

So if they want to travel, they must be protected by the Red Blood Army.

This photo is all the information I could find about Dream Viewing Sanctuary.

My father once told me that he learned from the people in the rescue team that the leader of the Red Blood Army, Chi Xiaoxiao, had a very, very good relationship with the Evil Phoenix Queen Han Mengyao of Guanmeng Sanctuary.

Therefore, sir, I have racked my brains and come up with your suggestion, and this is the only one I can think of."

Having said this, Asuka looked at Li Guanqi and handed him a silver-white chip, "It contains a route map to the northern region.

Go to the northern border of the wasteland and find Chi Xiaoxiao, the leader of the Red Blood Army, and ask her. Maybe she will know more things based on her relationship with the Evil Phoenix Queen."

"Um."

Li Guanqi took the chip and took out the white light ball from the space necklace.

This time, the white ball of light finally did not hover next to Asuka, but flew directly to the window. However, Li Guanqi did not move, and the ball of light did not move any further.

It seems that the white ball of light has a new destination.

"Thank you."

Li Guanqi put away the chip and the white light ball, nodded gently towards Asuka, "See you tomorrow."

"Farewell, Your Excellency."

Asuka knelt down on one knee and bowed her head in greeting.

Li Guanqi turned around and left, pushed open the study room, but did not fly out of the castle directly. Instead, he gradually walked towards the castle exit under the leadership of several guards around him.

The Minghua Tribe has come. He wants to see life in the wasteland today and see it with his own eyes.

However.

Before Li Guanqi left the corridor outside the study, he passed by an armored guard at the entrance of the stairs.

This person was walking in a hurry and looked anxious.

Li Guanqi glanced at him, didn't care, and continued walking forward.

And this armored guard walked straight outside the study and knocked on the door.

"leader!"

"It's so late, what's going on?"

Asuka's soft voice came from inside.

"The people from the Heavenly Master Army are here."

The armored guard lowered his head and shouted in a deep voice: "They are currently at the Water Flower Tavern in the inner city. The leader..."

"He is a Heavenly Master General!"

…

…

"Maybe I should have come during the day."

Minghua tribe, inner city.

The night was dark, and the dark streets were empty. There was only a tall man with white hair and blue eyes walking in the night.

Now, it is the second night after Li Guanqi returns to reality.

In the morning, he had just arrived at the Minghua tribe and after solving the baby girl's milk-drinking problem, he had a chat with Asuka's son Hualou.

After Hualou fainted, he went back to discuss things with Asuka, and finally let Asuka raise the baby girl. He left a copy of all the knowledge to Hualou.

In addition, he also read most of the knowledge chips Asuka gave him and learned some basic common sense before and after the end of the world, including the rise of psychic technology after three extraordinary years.

This took him most of the day.

In the evening, he went to the Flower House, chatted with the boy, and then came back to chat with the boy's mother, Asuka.

Then it was late at night.

Li Guanqi wanted to see human life in the wasteland era, but in the middle of the night, even in the inner city, most residents were asleep, and those families that could own psychic lights had already turned off their lights.

As for the barren outer city, those people would have to fall asleep as soon as it gets dark.

After all, for ordinary people's eyes, the night in the wasteland is extremely dark and nothing can be seen. A night when the moon and stars cannot be seen is truly invisible.

"Speed ​​cars... how long can the remaining shadow of the technological era last in the wasteland era?"

In the dark street, Li Guanqi stopped under a stone two-story house and looked at the hover car parked in the garage of this family, his eyes flickering.

The biggest features of psychic technology are, firstly, automatic absorption of spiritual energy to replenish energy, and secondly, durability.

The apocalypse that began in the Extraordinary 20 Years has now been eighty years.

But these technological equipment fished out from the ruins of the city still maintain good functions.

But this is not the right path after all.

If mankind cannot return to the glory of the technological age, then if we wait another hundred or two hundred years and these psychic devices are completely damaged, then mankind will really regress to primitive society.

What’s the use of having manufacturing drawings?

If it cannot be created, it will gradually be questioned, then completely disbelieved, reduced to a legend, and then forgotten later.

Just like a real-life magician.

"I really missed a lot."

Li Guanqi looked at the hovering car in front of him, his voice hoarse.

The streamlined body full of technology and the chassis without wheels seemed to tell Li Guanqi what he had missed in the past hundred years, a full century.

He missed a lot.

He missed his parents' old age.

He missed the opportunity to honor his parents.

Even if Han Mengyao fulfilled his filial piety for him, it would still be his own unfilial piety.

He also missed Han Mengyao's hundred years, a full century. After such a long time, is she still waiting...

"well……"

In the dark night.

A soft sigh sounded quietly.

Li Guanqi continued to move forward.

While he was looking at the styles of the surrounding houses, trying to understand the life style of humans in the wasteland from these things, he was also thinking about another thing.

During the second simulation, he said that he killed a group of Tianshi troops in the Minghua tribe.

Regardless of why they were killed, the question is... what about the people?

He was about to start his journey again, and he didn't see any Heavenly Master Army.

Could it be that he did something else that caused the reality to develop differently from the simulation?

Is there any?

Li Guanqi was a little puzzled, so he just walked around. If he went to the outer city after shopping, he still didn't find anything...

"cheers!"

Li Guanqi's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sound coming from not far away.

He followed the sound.

I saw that in a street hundreds of meters away, there was actually a house with lights on. The yellow light of the psychic lamp was very conspicuous in the dark night, and the signboard of the house was reflected very clearly.

【Water Flower Tavern】

Inside the brightly lit tavern, there was constant noise.

Li Guanqi subconsciously listened attentively.

The sounds of wooden wine glasses clashing, the sound of wine rising and falling, the sounds of men and women chatting, laughing, gasping, and... the sound of something entering and coming out, causing the sound of "water splashing".

"Dry."

Li Guanqi looked strange and quickly controlled his hearing to return to normal.

Alien superhumans have super hearing, but in most cases, they don't turn it on all the time.

Otherwise, all the noisy sounds from a radius of several kilometers will be poured into their minds. Even if their brains are also enhanced to analyze and process, it will be a kind of torture for their subjective emotions.

Just like this moment.

After Li Guanqi heard the sounds in the tavern, he subconsciously turned on his super hearing and listened, and then heard many unsightly "movement" sounds.

"It seems like a shady late-night tavern... Well, let's go check it out."

Li Guanqi stepped forward.

After all, this was the only place open at night in the Minghua Tribe, and he heard the voice of an acquaintance inside.

“Welcome!”

Li Guanqi just opened the curtain of [Water Flower Tavern], and what he saw was a group of men and women who were drinking enthusiastically. Under the bright yellow psychic chandelier above, this group of people with different identities were raising glasses.

Drink freely.

As soon as he came in, there was a young girl in gray coarse cloth holding a tray and showing him a bright smile.

"Sir, what do you want?"

"Forehead……"

Li Guanqi was stunned.

At this time, most of the people in the tavern glanced at him... The tall man with white hair and blue eyes would certainly be special enough to attract attention.

Then.

Whispers gradually began to sound.

"White hair, blue eyes?"

"Grass?!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Haven't you heard? At dawn in the morning, a man controlled the strong wind and fell from the sky. All the lords had to kneel to greet him. The man had white hair and blue eyes, and he was very tall! I heard these things from my uncle.

Yes, he is a castle guard, he saw it with his own eyes this morning!"

"Really? The leader has to kneel?!"

"This, this, this..."

"It's fake, right? How can someone who even the leader kneels down come here to drink?"

“What if people experience life?”

"Grass……"

"Xiaoyue, give that adult a glass of sparkling wine!"

At this time, a man in black cloth laughed loudly at a nearby wine table.

"Okay."

The young girl waiter who greeted Li Guanqi as soon as he entered the door seemed to be named Xiaoyue. She nodded with a smile, held the tray in both hands and walked towards the bar of the pub.

The man who ordered wine for Li Guanqi was Feng Yao.

The familiar voice that Li Guanqi heard outside just now was also this guy.

"Didn't Asuka appoint you as city guard?"

Li Guanqi walked to sit opposite Feng Yao, "The new official has not been appointed yet? Do we have to wait for the process?"

"My lord, look at what you said. You have spoken. Is there any process left to go through?"

Feng Yao held a wooden wine glass in his hand and smiled happily, "You just finished saying that I took office in less than half an hour, but I just took office, and I haven't officially patrolled it yet. I'll wait for a few days."

, when I come here again, they won’t call me Feng, they will have to call me Feng Weiguan, hehe.”

"Oh, by the way, what is the currency of the wasteland?"

Li Guanqi looked around at the men and women who were drinking enthusiastically, and asked casually.

He had seen some knowledge chips during the day and learned about the current wasteland, but those chips were not encyclopedias after all and did not contain a lot of information, such as currency.

"Well, there's no universal currency."

Feng Yao scratched his head, "All tribes barter. Within the tribe, our Minghua tribe does have an internal currency. It is a currency system developed by the leader of Asuka and his parents. Basically, it depends on contribution.

Get coins."

"Well, this is it, it's called Minghua Coin."

As he spoke, Feng Yao took out a round green coin from his pocket with a cherry blossom pattern engraved on it.

Li Guanqi glanced at it, not paying much attention to this currency that was only circulated in the Minghua tribe, and continued to observe the men and women drinking around him.

This place called [Water Flower Tavern] is obviously not very serious based on the values ​​​​a hundred years ago.

There were many beautiful escort girls in scantily clad clothes, staying in the arms of men, letting their big hands touch their white legs and chests.

There were even some men who kissed and hugged each other, and the men who were warm to the touch immediately picked up the woman and went to the room on the second floor of the tavern, ready for a "splash".

"grown ups?"

Feng Yao's sharp eyes looked at the direction of Li Guanqi's gaze and said quickly: "Shall I order one for you?"

Li Guanqi shook his head.

"Then... two? Three?" Feng Yao asked again.

"Okay, I don't need it."

Li Guanqi smiled helplessly.

"No, sir."

Feng Yao looked at him and smiled, "If you don't order it, I won't order it. How can those poor women make money, eat and drink, you think so?"

"..."

Li Guanqi's eyes darkened.

Feng Yao: The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

If these women living in the wasteland era were not forced by life, who would volunteer to do this kind of work?

"Why hasn't the wine come yet?"

Feng Yao was a little impatient at this time and shouted towards the bar, "Hey! Xiaoyue, wine?!"

However, there was only one fat bartender in a black apron at the bar.

"Big fat!"

Feng Yao shouted directly to him: "Where is Xiaoyueren?"

"..."

The fat man looked around and said nothing. He just raised his hand and pointed vaguely upstairs.

"What?!"

Feng Yao's face changed drastically, and he immediately said angrily: "Again?! What the hell do you mean?! There are so many women in your tavern doing this, why the hell do you always force Xiaoyue to go up?!"

"Shh-"

But the fat man panicked and glanced at the second floor in fear. Then he quickly put his finger to his mouth and cursed at Feng Yao: "Keep your fucking voice down!"

"Grass!"

Feng Yao overturned the table, and the wine flew everywhere.

This move immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, but they all dared not say anything in anger.

Not to mention Li Guanqi, a suspected strong man.

Just talking about Feng Yao, he is not a little gangster.

Who is Feng Yao?

First-order alien-blooded superhuman!

Moreover, he was previously a member of the Minghua Tribe’s pioneering team.

Even though the news of Feng Yao's new appointment as city guard has not spread yet, his status as a first-order alien-blooded superhuman, even if placed in the inner city of the Minghua Tribe, is considered a class that can get along. After all, he has extraordinary power.

But Li Guanqi was really surprised.

Feng Yao knew his strength and was obviously afraid of him.

But now he was sitting opposite Feng Yao. Although this guy overturned the table to the left, some of the wine still spilled onto his trousers.

However, Li Guanqi is not the kind of person who thinks he is noble because of his great power, so he is not angry, but smiles and shows some interest.

Xiaoyue, the waiter at the tavern, will you go to the second floor to deliver drinks?

What kind of thing is this, and how could it force Feng Yao to lose his composure like this?

Li Guanqi looked at the angry Feng Yao with interest and watched the development of the situation.

"Damn fat man!"

Feng Yao yelled at the fat bartender: "Let me ask you, when Xiaoyue came here, did she make it clear that she would only work as a waiter?

Do you fucking agree?!

You said it well in the beginning, but what do you mean now? Why do you keep asking her to go upstairs for once or twice?! You have to force a little girl, right? Damn!"

Splash Tavern.

This pub opened late at night, with high-tech equipment such as a psychic chandelier, is obviously not open by ordinary people, and the fat man seems to be both the bartender and the boss, and his status in the Minghua tribe must be extraordinary.

Ordinary.

Perhaps it was because Feng Yaoxin had obtained the status of city guard officer.

Or maybe it was because Li Guanqi happened to be nearby, so Feng Yao had someone to rely on, and he could finally vent loudly and express the injustice in his eyes.

"The surname is Feng."

The fat man looked ugly. He glanced at Li Guanqi next to Feng Yao fearfully, then looked at Feng Yao and whispered: "Don't mind your own business, listen to me, and leave quickly."

"What the hell..."

"Hey, calm down."

Feng Yao wanted to scold him again, but Li Guanqi tugged at the corner of his clothes, "What's going on? Tell me, what happened to sending wine to the second floor?"

"Sir, sir."

Feng Yao heard Li Guanqi speak and looked at him quickly, but he could not hide his anger, "This is both a tavern and a brothel. The first floor is for drinking, and the second floor is dedicated to that kind of thing.

Moreover, this place has been here for more than ten years, and there is an unwritten rule that any woman who delivers wine to the room on the second floor is a prostitute and can be fucked directly after closing the door.

But, that girl who greeted you earlier is not in this business!

I'm just a waiter on the first floor. I promised you that when I first applied for the job, but this damn fat guy always asks me to send him drinks to the second floor! Do you think he's a bastard?!"

"Ayao!"

Before Li Guanqi could reply, a big man in the tavern shouted to Feng Yao.

This person was wearing animal skin armor and was also a one-dimensional metahuman with different blood. He looked at Feng Yao and frowned: "You are always like this, always thinking to yourself. Are you really sure about Xiaoyue's thoughts?

Is that really what you think?

It’s not like you don’t know how miserable ordinary people like Xiaoyue live.

Have you ever thought about what if Xiaoyue just doesn’t want to go through it anymore, and voluntarily goes to the second floor just for more money and a better life? "