hunter rule

Zhao Guangli, male, sixteen years old.

The aborigines in the southern block of Black Iron Castle have always been hunters at home. There are many forests and swamps around Black Iron Castle, and the original economic conditions are not bad. However, in the past two years, my only father was hunting in the wild.

Unfortunately, Zhao Guangli's life became tortuous after his death.

The original Zhao Guangli was withdrawn, had no friends, and was not very good at communicating with other people.

"This background setting is not bad." Zhao Guangli nodded slowly in his heart while listening to Jike talking about some content.

If that father was still alive, it would be impossible for him not to be discovered.

Wei Wei jumped over the smelly ditch on the ground, and the fishy smell came from the market in the distance, making Zhao Guangli frown slightly.

This street has many unemployed and semi-employed poor people working as temporary workers. It is a real slum in Black Iron Castle.

The environment here is really bad. There are some dilapidated houses along the street, with dark colors clinging to the eaves.

"It seems that this world is actually not very friendly."

Zhao Guangli turned his attention to the blond boy next to him.

Jike Kersay.

This guy could be regarded as Zhao Guangli's only friend in the southern neighborhood. According to him, his parents opened a bakery in the southern neighborhood.

The two met in Oak College, and because they lived close to each other, they had relatively frequent interactions.

Looking through the crowded crowd and looking at the buildings in the distance, Zhao Guangli shook his head without trace.

This is too broken.

There was a steam engine at the end of the road, emitting transparent steam that obscured the distance. Zhao Guangli raised his head slightly.

Today is August 6, the 412th year of the Tianqi Calendar.

It is also the day when the new semester of Black Iron Castle Oak Academy starts, which Zhao Guangli just discovered.

The school holidays here are somewhat different from Zhao Guangli's original world. The summer holidays are not so long.

After Zhao Guangli escaped from the [Blackwater Swamp], he was caught by Jike Kelsey who was about to report to the academy.

Jike looked a little happy, while Zhao Guangli also smiled while observing the surrounding situation.

The sky in the distance slowly turned white, and Zhao Guangli felt a sense of exhaustion. After all, the story after waking up in the swamp was full of shocks, and he had not had a good rest at all.

However, now is not the time to rest.

Black Iron Castle Oak Academy is a word that appears relatively frequently in Harlan's diary. It is obvious that both Harun and Zhao Guangli are students of this academy.

After Zhao Guangli's insinuations, he had a general understanding of the so-called Black Iron Castle Oak Academy.

Black Iron Castle Oak Academy is located in the central neighborhood of Black Iron Castle. It is different from the chaos and stench of the southern neighborhoods. It is the world of the rich, and the middle class of Black Iron Castle live there.

Residents of the surrounding blocks who want to enter the central block need an access certificate issued by the city government. There is an obvious status gap between the two blocks.

Zhao Guangli shook his head and looked at the metallic-colored steam train that stopped before the platform.

The train that made a huge noise was like a giant steel beast, crawling on the metal rails on the ground.

"Hey, it's so annoying. If we want to go to the academy, we have to spend money to ride the steam train." Jike shook his fist angrily. The blond and freckled boy looked a little angry at the moment: "You can't enter the carriage without a license."

Zhao Guangli did not speak.

The world should be in a very obvious steam age right now.

On the platform not far away, there was the sound of gears and metal components rubbing together. Jike took out two copper coins from his pocket and bought a ticket from the uniformed conductor on the crowded platform.

"Copper coins."

Zhao Guangli nodded slightly. There were about a dozen silver coins of the same type in his pocket at the moment. From this, it seems that the currencies of this world are also different.

Those silver coins were taken from Harlan Bode's carriage, so it's best not to use them too ostentatiously.

When Zhao Guangli thought of this, he touched his head and looked at Jike apologetically.

"Sorry, Jike, I don't seem to have any money."

"Can you lend it to me first?"

Jike was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and waved: "Twenty copper coins is not a small amount. You must not default on your debt."

"Even if you are my friend."

A look of pain appeared on Jike's face: "Twenty copper coins are enough for me to eat for a week."

Zhao Guangli estimated the actual purchasing power of the currency, and then looked at Jike: "It's okay, Jike, I've been saving money recently, and I've almost saved a silver coin."

"So much?" Jike opened his eyes wide: "How much have you saved?"

"Already...forty copper coins." Zhao Guangli smiled.

Jike pursed his lips and showed a humorous expression: "Oh... there are only four hundred and sixty copper coins left."

One silver coin is equal to five hundred copper coins.

Zhao Guangli smiled as he stepped onto the steam train.

The interior of the train has a yellow interior, which looks very delicate and has a classic feel.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, but it is not strong.

There were not many people in the car, most of them were men wearing black felt hats and black vests. Their expressions were different, giving Zhao Guangli a sense of the Victorian era.

If today had not been the first day of school, Jike and Zhao Guangli would not have spent so much money to take the steam train. The price of such an obviously middle-class means of transportation was prohibitive for ordinary civilians.

The speed of the steam train is not fast, but it is very smooth.

The scenery outside the window became a little more colorful. The Black Iron City Oak Academy was in the distance, and its vague outline gradually appeared.

"That's...Oak Academy."

Zhao Guangli stuck his head out of the window, and a gust of wind blew Zhao Guangli's bangs high.

All school-age children from wealthy families in Black Iron City will choose to attend the academy.

According to Jike, in areas like Nannan Street, few parents pay expensive tuition for their children to attend Oak Academy. It is precisely because of this that the relationship between Zhao Guangli and Jike is so close.

"Indeed, you must pay attention to education and be responsible for your children." Zhao Guangli thought in his heart.

The steam train made a huge roar and headed forward, and the huge and deep buildings gradually appeared in front of Zhao Guangli's eyes.

"We're almost there." Jike's expression looked a little excited.

"Speaking of which..." Jike suddenly looked at Zhao Guangli and hesitated to speak.

Zhao Guangli glanced at the blond boy next to him: "What's wrong?"

"Zhao Guangli, why didn't you bring anything?"

Zhao Guangli's attention shifted to Jike's side at this moment. Those large and small bags of objects had not been paid too much attention to before.

"Or... boarding school?"

Zhao Guangli's face twitched slightly.