"Drink, ha..."

A dark blue morning light was slightly exposed in the sky, and the sound of two people fighting came from the huge martial arts training ground.

By the standards of this world, it is not considered as a masterful martial art. The only thing that is eye-catching is perhaps the fluency of the two people's mutual encounters and the novel techniques that are completely different from the world that occasionally burst out. Side-turning kicks, second-stage strikes, small grappling and Tai Chi-like leverage techniques, of course, these techniques are not considered as very skillful and skillful. Most of the time, it is more similar to an attempt, and most of the people who make moves are clumsy because of failure. But think that if you suddenly use such a move in a battle, it will definitely give your opponent some small surprises.

The two men in their twenties were trained. One of them was tall and relatively strong, and they always had the upper hand in battle. However, they seemed quite kind, and they were the kind of good-looking man with a small temper. The other was a relatively handsome short-haired man with a very focused and cold expression. The most eye-catching thing was probably the royal blue earring on his left ear. With his repeated moves, the earrings drew shining trajectories in the air, reflecting the sweat, and there was a forceful momentum in it.

At present, what you can have may be just momentum.

With a "bang" sound, he punched the handsome boy's hands that had been turned into defense in a hurry, followed by a storm. However, as the boy turned aside, the tall young man was thrown over his shoulder and fell heavily to the ground. With the sound of breathing, the boy also wiped the sweat beads on his face and sat on the ground to rest.

"Huh...huh...thank you, Vincent, that's my last moment?"

"Where is this beautiful move? Isn't it great to use it to end today? By the way, when I was a child, I had a dream that after I die, I would spread it to future generations as the protagonist of the beautiful Psalm. Now I have to make efforts at any time." The tall young man sat up from the ground, without sweat on his forehead, but his breathing was slightly rapid. He said a joke that did not meet his own conditions, and he smiled plainly.

"Oh, I hope to appear in the legend of the tough barbarian..." The handsome young man raised his lips lightly.

The tall young man turned his head and said, "...become a supporting role?"

"Of course, it's hard not to be the protagonist if you borrow someone's words. A man as cool as me is not regarded as the protagonist, haha..." The boy showed a sunny and cheerful smile.

"Haha, everyone is looking forward to something they don't have. It's getting late, so it's time to leave. I'm going to try the beautiful spin kick you used today tomorrow, really..."

"It's really loving..." Before Vincent could finish his words, a lazy voice had already sounded from the side. He was a boy who was sleeping on a bench beside the martial arts field. His clothes were not as torn, but they were definitely a bit trendy. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest. A baby who seemed a little childish had a cross-shaped scar on his face. He yawned and walked over with an absolutely flat expression on his face.

"By the way, a man as cool as me, I saw you two boring martial arts idiots in the morning, and now they are still praising each other in front of me. What a beautiful spin kick, although it is my first time playing, but no matter how you have to kick it like this... it can be called beautiful..."

He spoke lazily, but the expression in his eyes suddenly became sharp at some point. He swung his body and kicked it out. The whistling wind cut the morning mist. With a bang, the huge practice of practicing two meters away flew straight backwards with a stone man, falling on the ground more than ten meters away, causing a huge vibration.

"Please." The tall young man came over, "Don't compare monster standards with normal people?"

But the handsome boy smiled and touched his messy hair: "Haha, the important task of maintaining world peace is entrusted to your shoulders. Please continue to work hard to hit the monsters from the planet Amoeba, haha..."

"If you weren't too awkward, you would have beaten you up long ago..." The beautiful demonstration was ignored. The baby-faced boy shrugged and muttered a few words, then followed the two of them out of the martial arts training ground. When passing the bench, he picked up the two long knives that were originally placed on it and crossed them and held them behind him.

About half an hour later, the three of them sat in front of an ordinary breakfast shop in a nearby neighborhood, chatting about what they would do in the next day.

"I still have to go to school to live a miserable day." Vincent's face collapsed.

"There is a stadium in the East Fourth District to be beaten, and someone is charging protection fees there... I don't know if I cover it there, I really love it..." The baby-faced look like a bad boy.

"Well, today I still have to choose new words..." The handsome boy shrugged while eating a simple breakfast.

"Do you handle those things for Aunt Catherine?" Vincent asked. "I heard that there is something wrong in the East recently. Well, there is a rumor that someone has become a demon."

"Although the Light God Palace tries to cover it up, it still spreads." The handsome young man nodded, "I have also seen information recently, but because the Light God Palace has intervened in full, Mrs. Catherine didn't pay much attention. It's hard to imagine what it means to become a demon?"

"The curse of the Spiritual Mage." Babyface said disdainfully, "It was originally a method of strengthening human physique. To put it bluntly, it was not something that the country supported behind it, but it caused a huge uproar before it was completed. So there was a great purge of the Spiritual Mage by the Light God Palace twenty years ago, but the large-scale curse lurking still broke out now... Simply put, there are fools on both sides, and no one really won..."

After a while, the three of them parted ways at the intersection. Vincent said to the handsome boy: "Al, it's the old rules. I borrowed it from the beautiful cohabiting people."

"Haha, you can discuss this with her."

"That's your woman." He patted his shoulder, "Your attitude is wrong."

The handsome boy shrugged with a smile.

It is difficult to tell how these three people got together. In the late summer, the three people had several contacts due to trivial matters, so they naturally became the current best friend after that. This is often the case with people. It is often not a big deal that plays a decisive role, but some seemingly trivial matters. As for how much impact the three people have on the future history of the entire continent, it is difficult to describe them in detail whether before or after.

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In the bright morning light, there was a faint smell of dust in the room. The table was displayed in a mess. On the table were sheepskin scrolls, leftover snacks, and stained coffee cups. The servant girl with a refreshing ponytail was busy packing these things, while the rest were walking around. At this moment, five people were gathered in the room, including servant girl who was doing cleaning. The young man with frivolous appearance, the middle-aged man with serious expressions, the old man with white hair and the tall woman with cold faces.

"Such a desolate autumn always makes me sigh inexplicably." The frivolous boy sat by the window, looking at the golden trees in the courtyard, and sighed in a pretentious manner. No one paid attention to him. Because such a scenery actually had no sign of desolation.

"I confessed to someone last night, but I was rejected." The boy turned his head, but no one paid attention to him, the old man with white hair and the serious middle-aged man sorting out the files on the table. The cold-faced woman was brewing coffee in the side hall next to her. Only the servant girl turned her head in surprise and smiled. Seeing that someone was interested, the boy lay on the table: "Amy..."

"The first time for a rookie is forgiven." The middle-aged man suddenly spoke with a expressionless face, almost shocking the young man lying on the table. After a while, he protested: "No, I have experienced many battles in this regard. I have to brag about it. There are not a hundred girls who have dated me, but eighty... Also, boss, please give me some prelude to you next time, okay, this will scare people."

"There are not a hundred or eighty girls who can show off their relationship in front of Amy. You know you must have no experience. I'm afraid it's the experience of being dumped." The man continued expressionlessly. The little girl named Amy smiled, and the boy's face collapsed in an instant, retracted back to the back of the table to draw circles. After a while, the middle-aged man said, "I read a book yesterday."

It is rare for a serious middle-aged man to talk about topics outside of work first. When he heard him speak, several people in the room immediately raised their ears, and the boy asked with interest: "Is it a banned book?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded, "The content of the book is not particularly novel, and the writing style is actually not very outstanding. He is a very alternative author more than a hundred years ago. He accidentally dug it out in the forbidden book library yesterday. He spent a whole afternoon reading it, and suddenly he was very interested in the author's pseudonym."

"What is the author's name?"

"Anger..." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, "...banana."

"Angry Banana...Is this name weird?"

"It's not very strange, but I don't know why, but I always feel a special feeling in my heart. You said... why is Banana angry?"

"I know that author." The old man said, "There has been a book that has been spread more than a hundred years ago, but there has never been anyone in society who knows his true identity. I heard that he is a woman."

"Hmm." Nodded, the middle-aged man asked to the cleaning girl, "Amy, why is Banana angry from your female perspective?"

"Uh... I can't think of it..." The girl frowned for a long time, "It's probably because the author likes bananas that he named this name."

"It's probably because the author is constipated." The frivolous boy interrupted. The girl Amy pursed her lips and smiled for a while, but the middle-aged man ignored him and turned to ask the cold-faced woman who made coffee in the inner room: "An, what do you think?"

Immediately, a woman's voice came from inside:

"Probably... it's because I've been used too many times."

................. Crows flew by!!!

It was obviously a pleasant autumn, but it seemed like a cold wind was stroking into the room, and everyone condensed into an ice sculpture for a while. After a long time, the middle-aged man picked up the coffee cup expressionlessly and blocked his mouth. The white-haired old man coughed a few times and buried his head in the file. The frivolous boy shivered several times.

"Sister Angelina, your jokes are getting colder and colder..."

"That's because I didn't think about telling jokes." The woman walked out of the inside and smiled faintly. She sat at her table and picked up a bundle of files: "Speaking of it, will that person come here today?"

"Yes." The boy nodded, "He has to come over every three days to pick new words to ask everyone for advice... But I always think he is playing with me..."

The middle-aged man looked at him inquiring. The woman raised the file and said, "Although the turmoil in the southwest region has settled, the subsequent matters have come again. Although the forces left behind after several families went bankrupt have been divided and arranged, they are always a bit hindered when they continue to operate. Although he has left a solution for the response, he still has to ask for details clearly. After all, this is related to the livelihood of a provincial person..."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Well, it's better to ask clearly. The ideal situation is of course to be directly operated by Mr. Rezaduk. However, since he has withdrawn, he will ask for it for the time being and then learn to deal with the details. Speaking of which, his methods sound easy, but it's really troublesome to operate."

"But the effect is amazingly good." The cold-faced woman added.

"Mr. Rezaduk...who is that?" A girl named Amy asked while cleaning up what she still wanted.

After hearing the girl's inquiry, the boy immediately leaned over and said diligently: "Oh, Amy, you went home at the beginning of the year, so I don't know. You know that the riots in Lip Province were almost inflicted due to famine in the first two months, right?"

"I heard that, but isn't the rumors very serious?"

"Nothing is not serious, and they almost rebelled." The young man said loudly, "In fact, the famine is not serious. What is serious is that a large number of merchants have joined forces to monopolize the market openly and secretly. Originally, it was just a small-scale. Who knew that the situation became particularly powerful under the operation of a large group of people who were interested. Not only small merchants, but even hereditary nobles, and several chambers of commerce with huge influence were involved. Later, although there was a large amount of food, there was no circulating on the market. Because the involvement was too wide and the riot was about to break out, the army could not carry out obvious actions. We are all preparing for a large-scale beheading operation!"

"Beheading Operation" here mostly refers to a large-scale sniper operation carried out in a critical moment, killing some unrest planners and main characters in order to relieve the emergency to some extent. The girl has been cleaning here for a long time, and she has heard of it. She stuck out her tongue and said, "That will kill many people."

"Yes, yes, but at the most urgent moment, Mrs. Catherine brought someone here. Tsk tsk... You don't believe Amy. That man is so beautiful... Yes, it's just beautiful. If you just see his portrait, you may think he is a girl. But once you talk and do things, you don't feel like this. The boss said that it is the temperament of a responsible man. Tsk, Amy, I am also very responsible..."

"Tell me that person." Amy's face turned slightly red.

"Well, that person is Al Rezaduk. We also investigated him some time ago, but he was about twenty years old. He didn't have any magic or martial arts, but he beat Haiyin Xiawujia half to death at the most critical moment... But this is not the most important thing. What is important is that he came to us and told us a lot of ways to alleviate the riots, saying things like economic constraints. Then Mrs. Catherine asked him to actually deal with the details. At first, he probably didn't have much confidence, but gradually he became proficient. How to say it..."

The boy thought for a while, then snapped his fingers: "I really admire him when I said that. To put it bluntly, it was just to mobilize grain in the surrounding areas and make the illusion of transporting it into the Lip Province. Then he only invested a very small amount of materials within the province, which caused a false atmosphere that the famine had completely passed. Next, we did not even directly contact those merchants and nobles who hoarded grain. The entire unscrupulous merchant alliance began to collapse little by little, and all the food was the best.

The low prices continued to circulate, and the merchants and nobles went bankrupt... Well, it was that simple, but in actual operation, the consideration and operation of details were simply superb. Unheard of views and unprecedented methods, the entire Lip's power began a new wash-up. At present, our people have grasped the economic power of the entire province, and it took only two months... It's so amazing, it's simply a god!"

"Wow, so awesome..."

Unaware of Amy's admiration, the young man said to himself: "Of course! But I'm still a little dissatisfied with him. Later, Mrs. Catherine asked him to come here as a consultant, and once every three days, it doesn't matter if he comes to make coffee. Every time he comes, he just makes coffee for others, but he is really good at making coffee. But the problem is that after reading the file, he draws out a lot of new words, and says he doesn't know him, so he needs to figure it out one by one... no matter how he looks at it, he feels like he is playing with us..."

"I really want to meet such a powerful person..." Amy's eyes flashed with little stars, looking out the door expectantly. The boy noticed her expression and was stunned. His whole face collapsed. The corners of the cold beauty named Angelina were slightly raised, revealing a graceful side face, and then shrugged helplessly at the boy.

"That...that...Amy, do I think I didn't say it..."

Before he finished speaking, the knock on the door sounded "tuk-tuk". The old man sitting by the door reached out and pulled it open. In the bright morning light, a royal blue pendant refracted the light, followed by the familiar calm smile face.

Tang Yi - Al Rezadok.

"Hi, good morning everyone."
Chapter completed!