Early the next morning, the sky turned white, and the breeze that slipped in through the windowsill brought the fragrance of wild chrysanthemums in the yard.
Renne had eaten the breakfast carefully prepared by Kesha and was ready to set off.
After a long and affectionate kiss, Kesha picked up the yellow leather jacket on the hanger and put it on for him. She also picked up a gray cowboy hat with a concave top and slightly turned up brim on both sides and helped him put it on.
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She walked him to the bronze art door in front of the courtyard, and hugged him suddenly when he turned around.
His heart was touched, Ren turned around and caressed her fair cheek, looking at the beautiful woman whose beautiful eyes were full of attachment and reluctance, he said softly: "Xiaoyue, I will miss you every day.
If you miss me too, just sleep in my room and get used to it first, you will sleep there in the future anyway."
"Kiss me again." Kesha said slightly excitedly, not caring about his teasing.
Holding her face in his hands, he kissed her passionately and deeply for a long time, and his lips parted. In fact, Ren was very reluctant to let go.
The young couple is in the stage of passionate love and wants to be inseparable every day, but both parties know that the other has his own way.
Under the gaze of the beautiful woman, he waved and walked towards the train station in the east of the city. His hands were empty. He seemed to have nothing with him except an ordinary revolver inserted in the inner pocket of his jacket.
But he had two rings on his hand, a lavender demon hunting ring and a more precious silver storage ring.
The latter was forced on him by Kesha. Of course, this storage ring was not as magical as Ren thought.
It is not a space ring, and items cannot be collected in a single thought. The storage ring is made of special materials, and its interior is actually a space folding formation.
It can be opened by injecting psychic energy. It takes more than ten seconds to open the hole, then reach in and take out the items inside. It takes another five or six seconds to close, and the ring will glow when it is opened.
Therefore, it cannot be used in battle, but even so, it is a very precious thing.
In addition to saints from related professions, it requires the cooperation of alchemist masters and formation masters to create it.
A newly promoted formation warlock like Lao Goat cannot carve a small space folding formation into a place as small as a ring.
Generally, only veteran master-level extraordinary people can afford this kind of thing. What Ren has in his hand is a storage ring with two cubic meters of space, which is enough to store all his luggage.
On September 1st, it was the golden autumn holiday, and the Bushencheng Railway Station was crowded and very noisy. Many college students could be seen preparing to go home.
The Occult Studies class at Bushen University only recruits locals, but other general majors recruit students from all over the country, so there are many students from out of town.
Ren stepped onto the platform with the purchased train ticket and entered a carriage, which heralded the beginning of a new adventure.
"woo woo woo woo-"
Accompanied by the shrill whistle, a large sheet of white mist rose from the front of the steam locomotive, and the iron wheels began to rotate in an orderly manner.
Like a long swimming dragon, the steam train slowly left the platform.
Renn bought a first-class ticket, the best carriage, which was very expensive and cost one gold coin.
However, the space inside the train is relatively large, with wooden boxes separated into small compartments.
Since the people of the Steam Alliance invented the train, the "Pioneer" steam train has gone through many improvements and its speed has increased a lot. It currently reaches a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour.
The long train passed through a large field, and outside the open windows, the fragrance of flowers, plants and shrubs floated.
Ren admired the scenery on the plain outside the window. This was his first time out of Bu Shen City and taking a steam train, which was quite novel.
“Fast food! Drinks!”
Not long after, a clear female voice sounded, and a female flight attendant in a white uniform pushed a small dining cart through the narrow corridor on one side.
When it comes to meals, there is a special dining car in the steam train, but that is obviously for the rich.
As civilians and middle class people, most people bring their own dry food.
The light meals provided by the steam train continue the fine tradition, taste average, and are extremely expensive!
Renn, who had made a lot of money from the previous mission of the Red Witch, was not short of money, so he shouted: "Give me a rice bowl!"
"1 silver coin!"
This price is more than three times more expensive than outside. In Faroland, one gold coin is equal to 10 silver coins, and one silver coin is equivalent to 20 copper plates.
To give a rough analogy, one copper plate is equivalent to two dollars.
Eating shredded pork rice with hot peppers that was more than three times more expensive than usual, Ren was thinking about his next move.
Because he was reminded yesterday, he didn't plan to cause trouble. He would first familiarize himself with the environment and immediately go to the indigenous tribes to get the red heart grass before considering anything else.
Three hours later, on the edge of the Pugni Plain, in the city of Diramo.
The scorching sun scorches the earth, the strong wind blows, waves of yellow sand rise, and green cacti stand tall.
In the distance, you can see a red canyon. After passing through this canyon, you will truly enter the hinterland of the Pugni Plain.
The city of Durham was originally a gold mining spot. More than 80 years ago, hundreds of thousands of enthusiastic gold diggers flocked here.
Some of them became rich overnight, while others were found dead on the streets. When the gold mine was discovered, the place was in extreme chaos, with gangsters from all walks of life fighting here, trying to make a fortune first.
After a carnival full of blood and death, the government took over the place, but many people stayed, and it gradually developed into a small city.
Horses are the most convenient means of transportation here, cowboys are frequent visitors here, and muskets are a custom here.
There is also a local tradition of dueling. It is not a gentleman's duel with back-to-back counts of one, two, and three, but a competition between who can draw a gun faster and shoot accurately. Life or death can be decided in only a few tenths of a second.
Good marksmanship, flexible and quick gun drawing and gun fighting skills are enough to win you a round of applause and even the favor of a hot girl!
Don't underestimate ordinary guns. After improvements made by the Steam Alliance, revolvers are quite powerful.
Although first-level extraordinary beings are much stronger than ordinary people, they cannot even cover their bodies with psychic energy. If they take a few more shots, they will still be killed by ordinary guns.
Even a second-level transcendent can channel the spiritual energy in his body to the surface of his body to form a defense, but he cannot withstand gunfire without injury. If he is shot by more than a dozen guns, he is still at risk of being killed.
Of course, ordinary guns are of no use against third-level extraordinary beings. They can already release psychic energy and form spiritual waves, which require force firearms paired with special ammunition such as magic-hunting bullets and armor-piercing bullets to deal with them.
However, there are also extraordinary people hidden among the cowboys or gangsters here. Common extraordinary professions here include [Gun Fighter], [Fighter], [Knight], etc.
Most of the people here make a living by herding, and sometimes they also work part-time as bounty hunters.
Of course, if you are forced to make a living, it is not incomprehensible to occasionally do one or two transactions.
At this time, Renn had already entered the territory of Diramo City. There were no railroad tracks crossing the hinterland of the plain. From now on, he would need to take a carriage.
He was wearing a cowboy hat, a jacket, blue and white jeans, and black riding boots... He was dressed like a cowboy. After walking for a while, he saw a bar.
The door sign said "Firebird Bar". He pushed open the half-remaining wooden door and walked inside.
For a moment, it seemed that many eyes glanced over and then immediately looked back.
The bar was very noisy, and the smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of drinks made it a smoky atmosphere.
The hustle and bustle, the girls' smiles and the drinkers' shouts formed a unique symphony.
There was even a man and a woman having sex on a chair in public, and the people around them were not surprised. It has been a mess here recently. This kind of ghost place can make you happy every day.
On the wall on one side of the bar, there are rows of wanted posters, portraits of criminals drawn in sketches, and the amount of the reward written underneath.
There are only a few with black and white photos, but they are all blurry.
Don't expect to know the criminal's appearance through this strangely styled wanted poster.
Seeing this scene, Renn smiled, came to the bar and sat down: "A glass of beer!"
"This is a welcome to foreigners, I'll take the first drink!"
The bartender, who looked like an uncle and was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, and a mustache, served a large glass of beer and said with a smile.
"How do you know I'm a foreigner?"
Ren glanced at his clothes, which were just the common cowboy clothes here, nothing special about them.
The bartender laughed: "The accent, and the cowboys here usually put their guns in their trouser pockets instead of hiding them in their leather jacket pockets."
After being slightly startled, as a kind reminder, Renn took out the revolver from his jacket, inserted it into his trouser pocket, and exposed the butt of the gun.
In an instant, the people in the bar who were secretly looking at him withdrew their gazes.
"Thanks for reminding!"
Ren thanked him. Although he was not afraid, being entangled by these people was not a pleasant thing.
"You're welcome, do you need intelligence services?"