022 The soul thinker

Chen Xiansong carried Alex to a tree next to the street, let him lie down on his back and rest on the big tree, and then sat on the green grass with Bai Min, watching the people coming and going on the street. Wherever the noble dress would attract the attention of people around him. Passers-by looked at the young girls under the tree, and felt that these two people were different from ordinary nobles.

Generally speaking, nobles are symbols of knowledge, power, and etiquette. Ordinary nobles will never sit on the ground casually because it is an act of indecentness; but in fact, there is no pedestrian who thinks that the two "little nobles" under the tree have any rudeness, but instead thinks that they are very natural and not artificial.

The essence of etiquette is to cultivate quality. If the quality is high, they will have temperament, and the ultimate of temperament is to "not restrict you from etiquette". Chen Xiansong, who came from the new human era and Bai Min, the biochemical man, is nothing in the new human world, but in this dark civilization era, their behavior and essence are too many than ordinary people, and they can definitely be called "not restricted you from etiquette".

In fact, there are many pedestrians with self-confidence on the street. When they saw Bai Min and Chen Xiansong, they wanted to come up and talk, but no one could take a step, because Bai Min had been exuding the aura of "not approaching strangers". After a while, they had to sigh and leave. After all, not many people could go forward with salivating and chatting with beautiful girls like Folder like him.

Not long after, Alex woke up, Chen Xiansong asked with a smile: "How is it, are you getting better?"

"I'm fine." Alex got up, thankful and frightened: "It's all my fault, and it has implicated the teacher to take care of me."

Chen Xiansong said angrily: "What's this? It seems that I should throw people on the street without caring about it."

Alex didn't know how to answer, so he smiled embarrassedly. Chen Xiansong stood up, patted the grass clippings behind him, and asked, "Alex, you're fine, why don't you go back to your foot and take a break first?"

Alex shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a temporary pain. I tried too much when I was a child, so I'll just have a rest. After all, this is the realm of soul-thinking people, and we ordinary people are not qualified to step in. But the teacher... You seemed to have imagined other houses with different specifications..." Speaking of this, Alex covered his head with his hand, shook it hard, and then continued, "Don't you feel the pain?"

Chen Xiansong asked curiously: "Why do I feel a headache?"

"But...but..." Alex had a very puzzled expression: "Only the soul-thinking person will not be backfired by the soul power in the process of creating knowledge or tools. Could it be... teacher, you are also the soul-thinking person?"

Chen Xiansong spread his hands: "I don't even know what the soul-thinker is? Can you explain it?"

"I don't know much," Alex recalled and said some common sense he knew.

After hearing this, Chen Xiansong comprehensively analyzed Alex's intelligence and said to himself: "In other words, all the knowledge in this world, except for part of the contribution of the Sun God servant, is the research of the soul-thought people? It sounds a bit magical. Alex, is there any Soul Thinker Association you just mentioned in this city?"

"have!"

Chen Xiansong's eyes lit up: "Take me to see."

Udir is an old man, a local resident of Heizu City. His biggest wish is to build Heizu City. For this reason, he refused the order from the General Association and stayed in Heizu City, trying all kinds of ways to seek benefits for his hometown. However, a person's power is really limited. Even if he is a soul-thought-minded person, he is not proficient in all knowledge. He only has some experience in farming the land. After all, he was a farmer when he was a child.

Udir looked at his bookshelf, with several books scattered on it. He sighed long and said that the power of the soul-thought-minded person comes from knowledge, and knowledge comes from books. He collected too few books and did not have enough knowledge, so he could not effectively integrate and reconstitute knowledge.

He is now sixty-two years old and has not had much time, but Heizu City has only had a soul-thought-hearted person. He is worried that after his death, who can support the heavy responsibility of the prosperity of Heizu City? Lord? The old lord is okay, and his knowledge reserves are barely enough. The three sons of the old lord are all troublemakers. Although they know basic writing, they have too little time to learn knowledge and it is difficult to take great responsibilities in the future. Moreover, they are not soul-thought-hearted persons, and can only follow the rules and implement their known internal affairs. When encountering some emergencies, they have no ability to adapt.

He sat in the Soul Thinker Association and sighed worriedly. His greatest expectation now is that a new Soul Thinker will appear in the Black Soul City. Even a child is good, he is willing to teach him step by step. Because with such hope and expectation, even if he is the only Soul Thinker in the Black Soul City, he will take time every day to sit in the Association and wait for the new Soul Thinker to come to his door.

"A kind-hearted God of Sun, please give me a new soul-thoughttor to Black Soil City in my lifetime."

The pious prayer sounded regularly every day. Udir looked at the golden sun god sign in his hand and murmured to himself. At this time, a tick sound rang out from his door. He put away what he had in his hand and responded: "Come in."

The visitor was a middle-aged warrior wearing a chain mail and a dark green sword on his waist. He bent down slightly and said, "Your Excellency, a boy and a girl came from outside the association. Look at their clothes, they should be nobles."

"A nobleman of a man and a woman?" Udir frowned and said lightly: "It must be Soladin's children. Tell them that I have something important now and I will not see you."

The middle-aged warrior said, "I have seen the children of Lord Soladin, not the two outside the door. I feel that they are not ordinary nobles, Lord Udir, I suggest you still meet them, maybe there may be unexpected gains."

"Oh, since you said so, it seems that I really have to meet them."

Chen Xiansong sat on a red chair with golden patterned mahogany paint, drinking the flannel tea brought by the waiter just now. Bai Min sat next to him, holding a cup, with a pair of beautiful and clear eyes, quietly watching the petals in the teacup floating and sinking. As for Alex, because the Soul Thinker Association does not allow civilians to enter and exit at will, if they do not receive an invitation, they can only wait outside. Chen Xiansong disagreed with this regulation, but he was not stupid enough to ask Alex to follow in directly. After all, this is someone else's private land, and they have the right to stipulate their own residence, which kind of people can enter, and what kind of people cannot enter.

Udir came to the hall from the inner study room. He saw Bai Min first. Even though he was in his sixties, he still couldn't help but say in his heart: What a beautiful little girl, even if she is not much worse than the president, no wonder Robert said that they are not simple.

Then he turned his gaze to Chen Xiansong: This little guy looks average, but he has a somewhat aristocratic erudition temperament, which is not bad... Huh?

Udir's face suddenly became surprised. He walked to Chen Xiansong a few steps and looked at the other party's eyes tightly.

Chen Xiansong was drinking tea when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of him. He put down the teacup and saw that it was an old man with white hair and beard. He stood up: "Hello, old man, come here..."

But Udir shouted: "Stand and don't move, let me take a good look at your eyes!"

Seeing that Udir's expression was extremely serious, Chen Xiansong did not move as he said. Bai Min frowned, as if she wanted to make some moves, but her hand was pulled by Chen Xiansong, so she gave up. Now, after several days of time and night, the two have developed some small tacit understanding.

"Your eyes are full of spirits, unlike those mortals. I am exactly the same as when I was young. Child, tell me honestly, are you a soul-thinker?" Udir stared at Chen Xiansong's eyes for a while, and then his expression was very excited, his eyes were filled with excitement and ecstasy, and he was almost dancing.

Chen Xiansong shook his head: "I don't know if I am a soul-thinker, but I am quite interested in this profession, so I came here to ask the owner of this place, Lord Udir."

"I am Udir. You don't know if you are a soul-thinker? That doesn't matter. Come, kid, let's do a little test. Don't worry, it's very simple. Robert, go and bring my baby."

Not long after, a black square wooden box was placed on the table. Udir opened it and took out a piece of paper from it. A flower was drawn with lines, but it was not colored: "Child, imagine what color this flower would be?"

"black?"

"Very good!" Udir nodded and took out a piece of paper from it. This time it was an animal with a painful expression and a bit similar to a rabbit: "What do you think happened to this white-stem ear?"

Chen Xianqing stared at the paper for a while, and asked uncertainly: "Is it constipated? It looks very uncomfortable."

Udir's mouth twitched for a moment, then took out a piece of paper from the box. This time it was a sketch of a naked woman. She was lying on the ground with water droplets on her body: "What do you think the lady in the painting is doing?"

“Take a bath?”

Udir smiled and said, "This is an intuitive idea for ordinary people. You can imagine that her body is covered with sweat. What exactly can make women look like?"

Chen Xiansong clapped his hands: "Oh, I get it."
Chapter completed!