Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

Three months later——

Ye Xiaoshu fought hard in the abyss, experiencing magnificent battles in his previous life.

He grew up in battle, and his strength grew all the way to the peak of the extraordinary level.

The leaves are falling and autumn is coming.

Every country in the outside world is working hard to fight against the apostles.

Especially the Western Continent, in these three months, they put all their energy into preparing how to deal with the apostles.

Vigeland Academy of Magic——

It's been the rainy season lately, and it's rare to have a sunny day.

Taking advantage of the good weather, the researchers gave a public lecture specifically describing how they used a magic machine to generate the wind of law.

This research is the most important for Wigeland, and even for the entire Western continent.

So much so that the people listening to this lecture were all big figures in the Federation.

The person responsible for the narration is also a famous scholar in the scientific community - Tolan.

When Tolan got off the car, a group of top domestic scholars immediately gathered around him.

Several people walked as they talked, stopping before entering the building to have their identities checked by security personnel.

At this time, a man covered in mud rushed in. Perhaps because he was so excited that he didn't notice the stones under his feet, he slipped and hit the car next to him.

The pocket watch slipped out of his collar and collided with the car glass.

"Unlucky..."

He held on to the car with difficulty, quickly picked up the pocket watch, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was not damaged.

He put the slipped pocket watch into his collar and ran towards Tolan.

As soon as he rushed to Tolan, he took out a clean A4 paper from the dirty briefcase and said excitedly:

"Thank...Professor Tolan! Let me introduce, my name is Wallace. I have the latest research on fighting against the apostles!"

Tolan smelled the bad smell coming from him and quickly blocked his nose and said:

"The institute no longer needs any new research, so don't waste my time anymore."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but Wallace's dirty hands grabbed the corner of his clothes.

His clothes were a white static electricity suit from the laboratory, and the stains on it were extremely conspicuous after being touched by dirty hands.

"Take a look, Professor, please!"

Wallace begged, handing over his research report.

Tolan picked up the clean A4 paper in his hand, glanced at it casually and said:

"The research on paper is basically theoretical data calculated using data without any experimental support."

"There are a lot of papers like this in the academy. A device that has not been tested cannot be called a useful thing at all!"

"If you only show me boring stuff like this, you can leave."

Wallace pleaded:

"Please take a closer look. This technology uses the latest clean energy. It only requires a small amount of electricity to be converted into a large amount of high power..."

Tolan listened to his thoughts and raised his head helplessly to look at the security personnel.

It didn't matter, I saw my car.

The car was splashed with mud from nowhere and had a long scratch!

Tolan understood at a glance that the homeless man in front of him did it!

"No admission and dirty my car! Get him out!"

"The most useful use of research by people like you is to use it as waste paper!"

After saying that, he threw the paper in his hand on the ground and turned to leave.

The paper slowly fell and landed on the wet steps.

The scholars who gathered around Tolan naturally didn't care about this and only regarded his research as a stepping stone...

Stepping on it one foot after another!

"No! No!! You can't do this!" He was about to rush over, but was stopped by security personnel.

He could only watch as his research results were trampled on.

Wallace made up his mind and shouted loudly:

"Professor Tolan! Please give me another chance! I will sell you the patent for this research for only 300 Brown!"

"Think again! 100 browns is fine too!"

Tolan didn't look back and led the researchers away.

It wasn't until all the researchers entered the building that the security personnel put him down and shouted:

"Professor Toland is being generous by not pursuing you for scratching his car!"

"You have one minute, take your things and get out!"

With trembling hands, Wallace picked up the debris on the ground and put it into his briefcase.

He hunched over his injured body and left the institute step by step.

…………

Towards the afternoon, he finally walked back to his rental house.

Before he even got closer, he saw large and small bags of luggage and garbage being cleared out at the door, and two people were standing at the door waiting for him.

Seeing this, Wallace quickly ran up and asked:

"Ms. Landlady, didn't you say you could give me a few more days of grace?"

The landlord was a woman wearing red round glasses. She frowned and said:

"How many days? Huh! You haven't paid rent for three months in a row!"

"According to the contract, I can forcibly evict you!"

The strong man next to the landlord also helped and said:

"My mother is already very tolerant. Not only is the rent here the cheapest in the city, but she will also give you a three-month grace period. You can't push further!"

Wallace felt guilty, but he really had nowhere to go, so he said humbly:

"I am conducting a research, and the patent of this research can bring me tens of thousands... No! Hundreds of thousands of Browns! Can you be accommodating..."

The woman shook her head and refused:

"No! Get your rags and get out of here!"

The strong man bumped his fist with his palm, signaling him to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Wallace sighed and picked up his luggage.

There is a laptop in there, as well as backup copies of my research.

He firmly believes that even if his research only has a data model, he can still complete the device startup.

Wallace had just picked up his luggage and walked a few steps when his abdomen contracted violently and he felt a burning pain.

"Gu——"

He had not eaten for two days. He had been saving money because he was short of money, but now he was really hungry.

Holding the last 1 Brown in his pocket, Wallace walked onto the city street.

Towards evening, he walked to the stall carrying his heavy luggage.

"Hey! Do you want to try the freshly baked Wigeland scones? Just one brown and you'll be full!"

The vendors shouted, because this is not the city center and it is approaching night, so the city management is not so strict.

Wallace smelled the smell of scones, the dough burning over the charcoal fire, emitting the enticing aroma of wheat.

This smell made my stomach ring even louder.

He put down his luggage, walked to the stall holding the banknotes, and handed over the crumpled Yi Brown.

"I'd like a scone."

"Okay, just wait a moment, it only takes a minute."

The vendor turned on the boiler and was just about to use tongs to take out the pancakes inside.

Suddenly, Wallace felt something was wrong and quickly turned around.

My luggage was stolen by some homeless people!

"Come back! There are my research results in there!!! Come back!"

Not caring about the scones anymore, he hurriedly chased after the homeless people.