Soon, the carriage stopped, and there were not many bumps along the way, just as Sheldon expected.

"Look, this cafe is quite famous in the Vatican. It's economical, affordable, and tastes good. A cup of fresh coffee only costs four copper coins, can you believe it!" Martin jumped off the carriage excitedly, "Be careful.

"

"Thank you." Sheldon nodded and stepped lightly on his feet, creating ripples in the air and slowly falling.

He looked up and saw the word "coffee" vaguely distinguishable on a signboard whose gilded layer was almost peeling off.

"It's an old store with a history of more than 200 years, so of course it is like this. By the way, where did you work before, buddy?" Martin kept trying to get close to each other for the sake of his own livelihood.

"Czech Republic." Sheldon said solemnly, "It's in the south, you should know that."

"Well, that's quite a distance."

The Czech Republic is one of the provinces of Yaris. It is located in the upper reaches of the plains. Relatively speaking, there are relatively few people. This is why Sheldon said that he is from the Czech Republic.

Let his past be lost in time for now.

Pushing open the oak door, a fragrant aroma rushed in, making Sheldon speechless.

“It is indeed an old store.”

This is a woody aroma with a coffee flavor that is unmistakable.

However, he had already had a cup of coffee in the morning and there was no need for another cup now.

"What would you like to drink, please?" Martin snapped his fingers familiarly, and the shopkeeper naturally knew what he wanted.

"I... let's just have a cup of warm sweet milk. A little matcha would be good too." Sheldon smiled and then added, "It's for this little guy. I already drank it in the morning."

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"Nine copper coins in total, Chenghui."

Martin placed the nine inconspicuous copper coins in his hand safely in the store manager's palm, which seemed to have small beads of sweat on it.

"Relax, man, nervousness is not welcome in this store." The store manager patted Martin's stiff shoulder and expressed his thoughts easily, "Please wait a moment."

"Haha...haha!" Mark laughed awkwardly, but when he turned around, he saw that Sheldon was already sitting on the chair playing with the child.

Maybe, in a few months, he will be able to speak.

Merlin was still unable to speak, and could only make sounds of unknown meaning.

He is very smart, really. He happens to make a sound when he should make a sound, and he is silent when he should not make a sound.

It's like sleeping.

"So, Mr. Sheldon." Martin adjusted himself and tried to calm down, "You also know what happened last night..."

"Um...what's wrong?" Sheldon's eyes were still on Merlin, seemingly not paying attention.

"You seem to have modified part of my magic pistol."

"Well...yeah, after all, there is still room for improvement..." Sheldon suddenly raised his head, "I remember I said you can't just shoot at buildings casually, right?"

Don't shoot at people. You can't?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. Of course I didn't shoot anyone."

At this time, two teacups decorated with lace were placed, and the liquid in them slowly swirled in the cups under the slanting sunlight.

"That's good..." Sheldon breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that my strength has been a bit unstable recently, sometimes it gets bigger and sometimes it gets smaller..."

"Haha, you are already very powerful." Martin wiped his sweat and felt a little embarrassed.

"Then have you committed something? Looking at you like this, it is indeed a bit abnormal."

"Aha!" Martin's face suddenly turned red, "Indeed... indeed..."

"I guess I accidentally punched through someone else's house last night."

"You know everything?" Martin said in horror.

"I guess, how can I be so awesome..." Sheldon smiled and crossed his legs, "Next time you will have a better memory, so don't do this. Oh yes, you can do this, next time

When you come to my place, I will recharge the bullets you are equipped with a little more, so that you will not break the house, but you can also collect them efficiently...and get rid of the nightmare."

"Really..." Martin twitched the corner of his mouth and took a sip of coffee, suddenly feeling extremely bitter.

"What happened next?" Sheldon stirred the milk with a spoon, put it in his mouth and sipped it, then took another spoon and poured it into Merlin's mouth one spoon at a time.

Merlin tasted the sweetness and immediately licked his lips, beaming and begging for more, more.

"If the magic bullet hadn't hit other people's homes, nothing would have happened..." Martin was a little embarrassed, "The main thing was to blow up other people's walls..."

"Hahahaha! What did the superior say? Isn't it awesome! Hahaha!" Sheldon laughed excitedly, as if he was proud of what he had done.

"They immediately confiscated my pistol...because we have regulations that cannot modify the standard weapons distributed."

"Then you should tell me! Ouch..." Sheldon curled his lips.

"I didn't think much about it at the time. After all, I didn't know how powerful you were..." Martin always felt as if his little mouth was automatically covered with honey, and he couldn't help but cheer for himself.

In order to keep your job, it’s okay to sell your dignity, right?

"No, if you tell me then, I won't help you erase the magic pattern on it. The magic pattern on the pistol is specially designed to limit the power to a certain level so as not to cause too much physical impact.

If you are interested, you can learn it." Sheldon activated his magic power and drew a six-pointed star on the table with a teaspoon.

Bang bang, the teaspoon turned over instantly, tapped the table twice, and a hazy yellow light appeared.

"Look, this is a simple physical impact restriction magic pattern. Whether you attack a foreign object or a foreign object attacks you, the energy will be reduced by half, you see."

Martin was dumbfounded and just watched Sheldon operate.

Suddenly, the teaspoon suspended in the air began to spin rapidly, even causing bursts of airflow!

If you write this down, the table will be pierced!

"Uh...!" Martin quickly stepped forward to stop him, but found an inexplicable certainty echoing in Sheldon's eyes.

Boom——!

His eardrums were tingling, so Martin covered his ears and bared his teeth.

Snap.

The teaspoon fell weakly on the table, and the temporary magic pattern drawn by the milk dispersed into a cloud of white mist, curling up.

"This is a simple temporary magic circle. If you want to learn it, I can teach you." Sheldon always felt that he owed Martin a little, because he caused him to incur the blame of his boss...

He had long forgotten what he had done to save Martin's life.

"Ah... Let's not talk about this for now..." Martin shook his head and then got to the point, "Because you already know about the existence of Mengsi..."

"And you gave me away." Sheldon's eyes were half-smiling, "So?"

"My immediate boss wants you to come to her place for a cup of tea or something..."

"Call me? Where to go to her?" Sheldon was a little confused, "I don't care."

"According to what she said, she wants to take you to visit the Dream Store." Martin quickly dismissed the blame, his shamelessness clearly displayed at this time.

"She wants me to join the Dream Division..." Sheldon caressed Merlin in his hand, "What do they see in me?"

"But...looking at you today, you probably don't want to find an ordinary job..."

"But I have to spend time with my kids at night, and I have to take them with me when I go to work during the day." Sheldon said seriously.

In fact, he was also extremely smart and had already guessed what Martin was thinking, but he just didn't say it.

"That's okay! We can help you take it!" Martin's voice had a hint of urgency, "I can help you..."

"Hahaha, buddy, what you said is quite interesting." Sheldon continued to feed Merlin little by little with a teaspoon.

"However, I have to take good care of my son before I leave."

"She said the salary is negotiable." Martin added promptly.

"Oh, by the way, my previous salary at the institute was twenty-four gold per month." Sheldon smiled happily.

Martin swallowed, his face turned ashen.

He wanted to yell.

"Having said that, there is indeed something wrong with this currency system. If banknotes don't appear, I will have to carry a heavy bag of things on the street in the future. Who can bear it..."

Sheldon wondered if Martin would be so angry that his brain would explode if he provoked him again.
Chapter completed!