There are cherry blossoms in June in Star City.

Xuan looked at the cherry blossoms outside the window. The morning light gently hit the pink petals, and the cool breeze blew across the corridor to bring bursts of floral fragrance.

The scent of cherry blossoms is very faint. Even if you stand under a tree full of flowers and take a deep breath, you can only smell the faint fragrance of flowers. However, Xuan Yi feels that the fragrance is just right.

He looked back at the man who was still on the bed and said softly, "Then I'll leave first."

The other party did not answer. She worked all night shifts. Now there is no other way to drag her off the bed except for earthquakes and tsunamis. It’s just that this is Xingcheng, so there are naturally no earthquakes and tsunamis.

Xuan looked at the glasses. In the wooden frame was a tall and thin boy dressed in plain clothes, with dark and mysterious eyes, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he could not see his emotions.

He nodded, reached out and took out a few rolls of banknotes from behind the mirror and put them in his pocket, and then carried a satchel on his back.

"Remember to bring a few bottles of wine back." The woman raised her hand high on the bed and said loudly.

Xuan Yi couldn't help but smile: "If there is still some left."

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Star City is on the east side of the Central Sea. When the sea breeze blows, countless cherry blossom petals will fall, and the road is covered with soft and luxurious velvet blankets, and the feet are as soft as fertile as if they are erect.

As soon as Xuan walked out of the dilapidated hut, the door sign was shaking. He looked up at the sky and felt that the time was just right.

Although Xingcheng is one of the few prosperous cities in the world, the more flowers it is, the bigger it is, the bigger it is. It is the suburb of Xingcheng. It not only has the best sea views of Xingshoujun, but also the cheapest houses and fish.

Fish are good things.

Only two miles from the hut, Xuan Yi came to the market. It was originally just a small fish market, but as there were more and more residents nearby, he couldn't help but act as a daily function of food and vegetables. Most of the things that are needle-like and thread-like can be found here.

But after all, I was from a fish market. I could smell the fishy smell from afar. The sewage was mixed with the blood of sea fish. The fish that were thrown aside were entangled with human urination and drowning, causing flies to buzz and circle.

Xuan Yi smelled this smell that was completely different from the scent of cherry blossoms, and for some reason he felt a little relieved.

"Brother Xuan is here?" Someone saw Xuan approaching and couldn't help but greet him: "I have left you the best two fresh fish, come and take a look?"

Xuan Yi smiled and waved his hand: "No, Uncle Guo, please stay in the bar. I want to go out. If you give me fresh fish, you will only smell the smell. Please reserve a few salted fish and twenty kilograms of rice for me. Let Uncle Da send him to my house."

As he said this, Xuan took out the money he had prepared in his pocket, pressed it on the chopping board, turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother Xuan." Uncle Guo raised his hand and wanted to call Xuan Yi. Xuan Yi smiled and turned around: "Don't interfere. If you have extra wine, you can take care of my sister. This is what you have done."

Uncle Guo stood there and looked at the black boy who didn't look back. He couldn't help but grin, then used his big sticky hand to slightly count the amount of the bills, then threw them into the cash box with his casual hands, grabbed a piece of white powder, smeared a few under the chopping board, and patted his hands to remove the powder stained on it.

Xuan Yi was still purchasing. When he walked from one end of the market to the other end, in addition to the salted fish and rice from Uncle Guo, he bought twenty kilograms of wheat noodles, ten kilograms of whole wheat bread, two fish sausages, fifteen kilograms of potatoes, ten kilograms of onions, five kilograms of mutton jerky, a bundle of cabbage, one kilogram of garlic, one kilogram of ginger, half kilogram of salt, and three kilograms of black pepper.

As a result, Xuan's banknotes flowed out like water. After handing over the last three taels of black pepper to Uncle Da personally, Xuan touched his pocket and smiled at the old man Yin in front of him, "Uncle Da, do you have any good wine?"

Uncle Da is an old man with a white heart, but he was very energetic. He looked up and glanced at Xuan: "There are wine, and there are good wine, but they all cost money."

Xuan Yi took out a blue banknote from his pocket with a bitter face: "Where is this?"

Uncle Da smiled and said, "There are wine, two bottles."

Xuan covered his face, then reached out and touched his bag and rubbed it. Finally, he reached out and pressed it into Uncle Da's hand: "Where is this?"

Uncle Da's expression changed slightly, and then he said, "There is a good wine, a bottle."

Xuan Yi couldn't help but smile: "So you still have such good wine."

Uncle Da nodded: "Because few people can afford it."

Xuan Yi smiled and put the blue banknotes in his hand on the table and patted him: "Two bottles of wine will be delivered to my sister in two times."

Then he pointed to Uncle Da's right hand: "This is a good wine, I'll give it to me when I come back and make a reservation first."

Uncle Da looked at the boy with deep eyes: "What if you can't come back?"

Xuan touched his nose and smiled, "That's it, then don't waste it for my sister. You can erect a monument for me and pour half a bottle of wine on me. My nose is so good. If you pour a drop of less, I can smell it."

Uncle Da nodded and asked again: "What is written on the monument?"

Xuan Yi laughed: "You'll write about the Tomb of the Idiot."

As he said this, the boy turned around and walked towards Xingcheng. Uncle Da grabbed the banknotes on the table and put them in his arms, looked at the boy's back, and then opened his palm.

A yellow and golden coin stayed in the old man's palm. The old man clamped his fingers with two fingers in the sun, just covering the boy's back. He looked at the girl wearing a crown on the gold coin, and couldn't help but smile brightly.

"May eternal glory bless you, child."

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When Xuan left the market, there were only three coins left on his body, but they were not gold, nor silver, or even copper.

The young man took out a coin, put it on his thumbnail, and bounced it high as he walked until it was a height of more than ten meters, and then let it fall freely in the air. When it rotated rapidly in front of his eyes, he grabbed it lightly and looked like a trained ape. The young man opened his palms lightly to reveal the avatar of the handsome man, then smiled slightly, and threw the coin out.

This happened repeatedly, when Xuan walked to the station sign, he had already thrown coins forty-two times.

And the number of times he got the positive was also forty-two times.

Xuan Yi paid two coins and boarded the shuttle bus to Xingcheng, but there was no seat at all. The boy grabbed the hanging ring hanging from the high place expressionlessly, and with everyone in the car, he looked at the scenery outside the window and headed to the huge city with the huge land like a giant beast.

City of stars.

There were no horses in front of the bus, or even any cart-pulling beasts. It only had four wheels, but those wheels could turn on their own. Almost everyone on the bus was used to this kind of steel beast that was walking out of thin air, but Xuan Yi didn't think so. On the contrary, although he had taken this tool countless times, he never was shocked by its exquisite creation.

The shuttle bus drove through the river, villages and wheat fields. Along the way, countless curious faces looked at the car. Xuan looked at the boundless sea in front of him, and his expression was indifferent to the face.

Finally, the shuttle bus drove into the unattainable city wall, entered the mouth of the giant beast, and stopped.

Xuan got off the bus with the passengers, holding the remaining coin in his hand, looked up at the sky, but unfortunately, the sky that had been washed like jade outside the city was now broken bit by bit by bit by bit by the towering building. From time to time, big black birds slipped across the top of the building, but no longer fell.

Xuan Yi walked through the street skillfully and finally walked into a dilapidated bathhouse. After handing over the coin, he obtained a key with a small wooden sign. The boy walked into the bathhouse, took off all his clothes, and then stood up after soaking in hot water for a long time. Although his whole body was clean enough, the boy still rubbed it very seriously, as if every grain of mud and dirt that was rubbed could be exchanged for equal weight of gold.

When Xuan Yi finally confirmed that he was really clean and had no smell, he walked out of the bathhouse and opened another small door with the key in his hand.

Inside is a black uniform that is neatly stacked there, a silver fake and a pair of silver contact lenses, and a pair of well-textured leather shoes. Next to the leather shoes are two black cards.

When Xuan walked out of the bathhouse, he had become another person, no longer the shy and rustic country boy before, his color and eyes were covered up. His face was cold and his eyes were like a torch. There were very few pedestrians on the road who dared to look at him.

Because now he is already the executive commissioner of the Ancient Ministry of Xingshou County.

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"No one recognizes it on the road, right?" asked the uncle in white, rubbed his hands and asked.

"Your craftsmanship is good." Xuan said concisely.

The uncle's appearance at this time was similar to Xuan Yi after disguised, both of which were silver silk and eyes. It was just that it was not caused by old age, nor was it disguised.

But born like this.

"Hey, you are the only member of our ministry with low bloodline and are wronged." The uncle sighed and said, "When will those tall guys be willing to look down at us?"

Xuan Yi didn't say anything.

The uncle is a good person, but he doesn't want to cause trouble for him, and there is one thing that the uncle said was wrong.

In fact, he is not the only one of the untouchables commissioners of the Anbu Executive Division.

It's just that everyone else is dead.

The uncle finally realized and looked at Xuan Yi: "Equipment?"

Xuan Yi handed out the black card and said, "A pair of flame pistols, with tungsten gold warheads forty-five, lava burst warheads for five, and frost slow warheads for five."

"One single knife and one level 5 alloy dagger."

"Also, five flame heart grenades and two cold frost grenades."

Xuan Yi did not hesitate at all. Obviously, he had considered these equipment again and again in his mind.

The uncle nodded and recorded, then looked up and asked, "Don't have the latest melting core warhead? And thunder pulse grenade?"

Xuan shook his head: "I don't want to test new products, as well."

The boy pointed to the black cards in the uncle's hand: "They are too expensive, and I have no money."

The uncle nodded, then lowered his voice unwillingly: "I really can't do it, I'll lend you some first?"

Xuan Yi smiled. This was the first time he smiled after changing his outfit: "I appreciate it, but if I can't come back, your tigress won't tear you away."

The uncle wanted to say something, but he heard a tiger roar in his ear, and he couldn't help but scream. When he came to his senses, he saw Xuan Yi looking at him with a smile, and then shrugged: "Let's leave it here for you as a souvenir, and you can send it to the old place."

As he said this, Xuan walked deep into the building and came to another counter. It was different from the previous style. From the ceiling to the counter and even the goods displayed were all in a snow-white color.

In front of the counter was a cold and beautiful woman in her twenties, wearing a white nurse's uniform. When she saw Xuan coming over, she rarely smiled on her cold face.

Xuan Yi didn't smile.

He handed out the second black card.

"Five-day standard rations and drinking water, hemostatic medicine, bandages and three-wire reflower anesthetics."

The woman nodded, then touched the black card with her hand, her face full of reluctance: "There are still many inside."

Xuan nodded: "Share all the rest to me for spiritual liquid."

The woman suddenly looked at him, not sure.
To be continued...