I Became the King of Villains In the Game

two days later.

The younger brother of Garyto's Iron Fist Gang sent what Chen Lun wanted.

Two pieces of identification and supporting tokens.

The proof of identification was a small piece of freshly inked cardboard in a thin wallet.

Chen Lun opened it and saw that Jack Speight was written in the name column on his identity card. His identity is as he requested, a foreign scholar whose hometown is Peacock City, Yanbang Bronze City.

Another academic certificate indicates the college he studied at, Oak College, where the main directions are literature, history and nature.

These certificates bear the stamp of the Amber Inner City Sheriff's Office and the signature of the reviewer.

"Good job."

Chen Lun praised with satisfaction.

After breakfast, Chen Lun handed Floye's identity certificate and a copper badge to her.

"what is this?"

Floyd said curiously.

"It will be a must for us to walk in the inner city in the future."

Chen Lun explained with a smile.

"Keep it safe, if you encounter an inspection at that time, just show them...

Remember, you are no longer a nun of the Red Apple Church, but a fallen noble lady from a foreign country, Floyd Wolfe. "

After hearing this, Floyd instantly understood that the thing in her hand was a forged identity certificate.

"Are we ready to get out of here? To the inner city...?"

She nodded and asked softly.

Gently stroking the lines on the copper medal with his fingers, a family name engraved on it immediately appeared in his heart——

Wolfe.

It doesn't matter who the ancestors of this noble family in a foreign country are, and I am afraid that there are no descendants at this moment.

With this name, Floyd can live safely in the inner city.

"Yes, I should have left in these two days."

Chen Lun replied softly.

Floyd was suddenly a little bit reluctant.

Although she didn't live in No. 7 Denton Street for a long time, only about a week, she liked it a little bit.

"Don't worry, there will be a chance to come back in the future, so you can come and see Mrs. Caroline."

As Chen Lun said, he brushed Bian Mu's nape, and Gouzi looked at him in bewilderment.

"Don't worry that Mrs. Caroline is too lonely, I plan to keep this guy here."

Wang!

Gouzi was very reluctant and turned around in circles.

Chen Lun just ignored it.

He didn't know what the situation would be when he went to the inner city, and taking Floyd with him already involved a lot of his energy.

If Connie finally agrees to go with them, all the more caution is needed.

Let the dog stay here with Mrs. Caroline, at least it can be regarded as a shelter, so that it doesn't have to continue wandering.

tuk tuk.

At this time the door was knocked.

Chen Lun walked over to open the door, and Connie stood outside the door with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Jack, I have transformed the musket!"

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect her to be so efficient.

Seeing the unconcealable tiredness on her face and the bandages on her finger joints, Chen Lun guessed that she should have devoted herself to the research these two days.

Perhaps this is also a way to forget the pain.

Connie sat on the sofa and put the modified trumpet gun on the table.

"After my design, its stability has been greatly improved now, and there will basically be no more bombings."

Chen Lun picked up the trumpet gun and looked at it.

[Storm Fire - Homemade Musket (Improved Version)]

Item description: A meticulously improved gunpowder flintlock gun. The improver uses ingenious design to improve its stability on the basis of the original, without any attenuation of power.

The extended muzzle enables it to have powerful kills at close range, and there is no limitation on the type of ammunition.

A handful of steel balls will make you cry!

"Excellent makeover, I read you right, Connie."

Chen Lun put down the trumpet gun and praised with a smile.

Connie was a little embarrassed, blushing and picked up the mechanical glove again. Looking at it, the tone is a little more depressed:

"I have designed several plans for this pair of mechanical gloves, but none of them work...

I tried to add some functions to it, but it was not very suitable, but it became impractical. "

Chen Lun knew that this pair of gloves was actually a failed product imitated by the craftsmen of the Iron Fist Gang.

Lack of real soul.

He looked at Connie, not wanting to dampen her enthusiasm, so he took out the copy of [Crazy Hand Prototype Drawing - Fireworks in the Palm].

Connie was very surprised to see this exquisite oil painting.

"This painting... so it is like this!"

Excited, she points to the mechanical glove on the painting.

"This weapon was forged to imitate the gloves on the oil painting, but the forger made a mistake, it shouldn't be like that!

Although its structure is very complicated, its function should be very simple, and it is related to fire...

I feel fire, light, and change up there! "

Connie stared at the oil painting obsessively, very absorbed.

It seems that the pattern on it is telling her the answer, telling her some mysteries that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Chen Lun didn't bother her and drank tea silently.

It was noon.

Connie suddenly felt that the oil painting in her hand was not a piece of paper, but a red-hot iron plate.

With a warm palm, the oil painting fell on the table.

She felt dizzy and nauseous, and her whole body began to feel hot.

"Don't read it yet, have a cup of tea and take a rest."

Chen Lun said softly.

He knew that Connie's Sanity Points decreased and her body began to feel unwell because of staring at objects with extraordinary power for a long time.

Although Connie was reluctant, she still nodded, chose to accept Mr. Jack's advice, and looked away from the painting.

"Mr. Jack, if I can often observe that oil painting, I have the confidence to forge the mechanical gloves on it!"

Connie took a sip from the teacup and said firmly.

She went on to add:

"It's a completely different mechanical glove from this kind."

Connie pointed to the crazy hand on the table.

Chen Lun nodded, it seemed that Connie did understand the drawing. At the same time, I also hope that this talent can be poached away.

"Don't look at this painting for a long time, or it will hurt you."

He gave a word of caution.

Connie has also felt that the oil painting has some kind of magic power, which can make her inexplicably understand a lot of knowledge about mechanical forging.

But at the same time, it also contained some kind of threat, which made her always have a chilling sense of danger.

"Connie, what are your plans for the future?"

After resting for a while, Chen Lun asked casually.

Connie looked at the teacup in her hand and was silent for a while.

"I plan to move to the technical college after paying off your money, and learn knowledge with peace of mind."

"Are you interested in going to the inner city with me?"

Chen Lun asked tentatively.

Connie looked up in surprise.

"I'm very impressed with your talent, Connie.

To tell you the truth, I may need a good assistant in this field in the future to complete my plan.

If you are willing to go to the inner city with us, I can sponsor you to study in a better college, and you don't have to worry about the cost of research. "

Chen Lun extended an invitation to Connie sincerely.

Connie's eyes widened.

After thinking for a moment, she squeezed her little hand awkwardly.

"Thank you for your attention, Mr. Jack.

But I know that my current level is far from enough, can you give me some time to think about it? "

Connie was actually moved, but she didn't give an answer right away.

Chen Lun nodded in understanding.

"Well, Floyd and I may be leaving these two days, you should think about it."