Struggle in the Steam Age

After sorting out his mood, Liang En looked at the white figure. It is actually the remnant soul of Lawrence August, but after being fatally injured before, it is no longer as complete as before. But like a candle in the wind, it may disappear at any time.

"You already know everything," Lawrence's remnant soul said after watching Liang En's eyes recover, "so, please live on my behalf, my brother."

Until now, he didn't know the identity of Liang En's traverser, but thought that he was an unborn twin brother with two souls and one body with him. Although this situation is rare, it does exist in this world of extraordinary existence.

"Definitely, I will." Liang En nodded vigorously, and the figure on the opposite side smiled after hearing his promise, and then it turned into dots of white light and merged into his body.

After all the light spots merged into his body, Liang En felt that his previous feeling of being separated from the world disappeared. This also means that he is completely accepted by the world.

"From now on, I am Lawrence August." Liang En, no, Lawrence said firmly after clenching his right hand in front of his chest, as if he was addressing the whole world and himself.

After swearing very solemnly, he looked at the bronze mirror. From the news from the bronze mirror just now, he knew that this bronze mirror was his golden finger, but he still had to pay enough to get the benefits.

"I have to go out now so that I can find something to exchange." Lawrence thought.

The next moment, Lawrence, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling. Sure enough, just as he had imagined, the special space that his soul went to could get out just by thinking about it.

"I need to find more things and try them one by one." Lawrence thought about getting up from the bed, and then looked around for things he thought would be useful. After walking around the room, he climbed onto the bed again with a purse and a button.

But after thinking about it for a while, he took out two green five-yuan notes and a one-yuan silver coin from the purse with pain in his face, and put them on the bedside table for later living expenses, and then climbed onto the bed.

When he went out to buy gifts before, Lawrence brought half of the money he had saved in the past four years, but he lost all of it in the robbery just now. Now I have 20 yuan and 37 cents left on me.

The currency unit of the White Eagle Federation is only yuan and cents. One yuan is equal to one hundred cents. Unlike the former overlord of the Old World, the Kingdom of Britons, which had an extremely complex monetary unit mixed with decimal and binary.

In terms of face value, the White Eagle Federation issued banknotes in three denominations of 1 yuan, 5 yuan and 10 yuan, two silver coins of 1 yuan and 50 cents, and 25 cents, 10 cents, 5 cents, 1 cent, 1/2 cent and 1 cent /4 cents of these six denominations of copper coins.

Unlike the credit currency of the previous life, the currency of this world is completely linked to precious metals, which means that those banknotes can be exchanged for gold and silver in full in the bank. In terms of purchasing power, one cent here is equivalent to two yuan in Lawrence's previous life.

That button was given to Lawrence by his adoptive father as a priest before he came here to go to school, and it contained a defensive magic against evil spirits. It's a pity that the opponent used a purely physical method when they were attacked before, so this thing didn't work at all.

After leaning against the head of the bed with the purse in one hand and the buttons in the other, he closed his eyes skillfully, and then tried to think, "Come out."

Nothing happened.

"Go up to Mount Tai, meet gods and men, eat Yuying, drink Liquan, drive Wenlong, and ride floating clouds." He opened his mouth and read the inscription on the back of the mirror again, but there was still no response.

Lawrence frowned and carefully recalled what he did before entering, and then began to outline the pattern on the back of the mirror in his mind. Sure enough, during the sketching, he could feel that he gradually had some kind of mysterious connection with the mirror in the space.

"Come out." After feeling that the connection had become firm, he gave the order again. Following the order, the phantom image of the mirror appeared on Lawrence's chest, and then he opened his eyes and directed the mirror to shine on the purse and buttons he had just taken out according to the memory he had just acquired.

In an instant, golden light shot out from the mirror, covering the button and the money bag, and then, two streams of white mist of different shades rose from the button and the money bag, and were absorbed into the mirror by the golden light.

When the mist completely submerged into the mirror, the golden light disappeared without a trace, and then the phantom of the mirror also disappeared. Everything seemed to be back to the way it was just now.

But when he checked the things in his hand, he found that the buttons that were glowing fluorescent from time to time had completely turned into ordinary wooden buttons, and the seven one-yuan silver coins in the purse had also turned into iron.

"This mirror doesn't seem to need paper money," Laurence thought. "But if you think about it, paper money is just a currency symbol and has no value in itself, while currency is naturally gold and silver. So it is understandable that the mirror chose silver coins instead of paper money."

"Okay, now it's time to see what the mirror can give me." After putting the purse and the damaged button on the bedside table and laying down on the bed, Lawrence once again communicated with the mirror and entered the space.

Everything in the space is not much different from when he left just now, except that there are four more black flowers on the tree, and in the original gray mist of the mirror, there is a man wearing a golden bronze armor, holding a long Caucasian male with spear and buckler. At the same time the fog above his head revealed a name: Patrodod.

"This is—the ancient Greeks." As a keyboard historian, Lawrence immediately recognized the origin of the person on the mirror, because the outfit and name were too obvious. At the same time, he immediately confirmed what this big tree represented. "It seems that this big tree is the legendary Jianmu."

It has green leaves and purple stems, Xuanhua Huangshi, called Jianmu, with a hundred stalks and no branches. There are nine sticks on the top and nine wolfberries on the bottom. The big tree in the phantom state in front of him is indeed the Jianmu that can communicate with the world. Presumably, only such a sacred tree can break the barriers of time and space and communicate information between this world and his hometown.

Gently touching the mirror with both hands, he immediately knew that the four black flowers represented the four things that the ancient Greek warrior had, and he could choose one of them.

"This golden finger is getting bigger." Lawrence quickly took a few deep breaths to calm his emotions, and then looked at the four flowers. Every time his eyes fell on a flower, the specific content of the flower automatically appeared in his mind.

After looking around carefully, Lawrence found that these four flowers represented the two skills and two talents possessed by the Greek warrior. Two of these skills are pottery and eloquence, and two talents are warrior muscles and keen color vision.

"It seems that this may be an Athenian." From the four flowers on the tree and the image just now, Lawrence roughly restored a part of this person:

The whole body of bronze heavy armor means that he is a hoplite, which proves that he is a citizen in the ancient Greek city-state, and it also means that he has enough wealth to buy weapons.

And the two skills of pottery and eloquence also prove this, as a citizen of the ancient Greek city-state. The former alludes to his source of wealth, while the latter is a skill necessary for citizens of ancient Greek city-states.

As for those two talents, it is easier to understand. As an authentic ancient Greek heavy warrior, he will naturally have a strong body after exercising every day. However, in the absence of thermometers in ancient times, pottery firing relied entirely on judging the color of the flame. Those who can support a complete set of heavy infantry equipment through firing pottery have the knack of observing flame color, and it is reasonable to be better than others in firing pottery. .

"It would be great if he was a Spartan, so he might have more combat-related skills and talents." After reading the introductions that came with a few flowers, Lawrence thought a little dissatisfied.