For five consecutive days, Chek Kok took Shi Niao to bookstores.

Today, I don’t know whether it’s because I left the jurisdiction of Jiuyamen and entered the jurisdiction of Qiyamen, or the popularity of Nanming Travels has dropped, and there are fewer people queuing up.

Chek Kok feels that compared with the suffering before, the current life is like a fairy tale.

Some bookstores don't need to queue. You can give the store a list and ask for all the Mingwen books that are not on the list. You can change places in basically a quarter of an hour, which is comfortable.

"Today's harvest is good, there are six books." After returning to the inn, Chek Kok put the items on the table, and then found that Shi Niao ignored him. He was not surprised. He had met a lot in the past few days and knew that Shi Kiao was there.

Take a nap.

He put the stone bird on the seat and saw that his eyes were closed, so he couldn't help but look at it boldly.

"Speaking of which, this guy is awesome. What kind of monster is he?"

Until now, Chek Kok thinks that the stone bird is possessed by a spirit and is not a human being.

After staring for a while, Chek Kok felt bored. He got up and asked the shopkeeper to prepare dinner and bath water. By the way, he asked if there were any girls?

When he heard that the store was going to bring it to him, he hurriedly said: "Get me another room. The hot water will be prepared there, and there will be food."

Although the store owner was confused, since the other party gave him more money, why didn't he make money? Why don't he care about so much? He would arrange it right away.

Chek Kok enjoyed it happily and slept again. When he came to Shi Niao's room the next day, he opened the door and was greeted by a puff of smoke, choking him and making him cough repeatedly.

"No, it's on fire!" Chek Kok waved his hands and ran in. Then he found that there was no firelight in the room, but there was a small faint light on the table and the outline of a stone bird.

Only then did he remember that this stone man liked to smoke a smoking stick and then spit out the smoke.

"You vomited all night, right?" Chek Kok hurriedly closed the door, and then went to open the window. He didn't dare to open it wider, lest people think it was really a fire, and he might have to pay compensation to the store.

When the smoke subsided, Chek Kok saw a stone bird smashing the smoking wooden stick, standing in front of the Mingwen book, grabbing a page with its little paws, and kicking it again, and the book turned a page.

"Damn it! He bought this book of feelings for himself!"

What the hell, awesome, these are not left by the previous strangers, but are the mantras of Xiao Bailong in Nanming Travels!

Of course, it is now regarded as Nan Ming's vulgar language.

I don't know much about Chek Kok, and I haven't read much about Nan Ming's Travels. I have often heard people say that I only found out what I meant by asking Shi Gada three days ago, and I recently started talking about it.

He felt that the phrase "Nai He, I am uneducated" and the phrase "Fuck the world" fit him very well.

But now, Chek Kok felt that it was impossible to describe the shock in his heart.

I never expected that Shi Goda would actually look at this thing!

"Sir, do you know how to do this?" he asked in shock.

Shitiao smashed the smoke and said: "I understand a little bit."

Chek Kok couldn't help but ask: "What area are you proficient in?"

"All aspects." This time Shiniao was not polite.

Chek Kok suddenly stopped being shocked.

Isn't this bragging?

How is it possible in all aspects?

You can understand all aspects!

I understand that it is useful.

Those who understand may not be able to gather, those who gather may not be able to plant, those who sow may not be able to make, and those who make may not be able to prick. This sight, one plucking, one kind, one making, one pricking covers the underworld patterns.

All steps.

First, you have to see and master the knowledge of the underworld, then the materials, which are collected and planted, then the materials are made into finished products, and finally the thorns.

Except for watching, it is all craft work, and craft work cannot be practiced in a day or two.

Shi Goda doesn’t even have hands!

"You want to stab him?" Shiniao glanced at him and asked.

"Uh... I think about it, but I'll forget it."

Chek Kok thought to himself: "Let this stone lump be used as an experiment on me!"

What can be bought in the market are all low-end products. Chek Kok feels that even if Shi Khida is proficient in all aspects, he is still low-level in all aspects.

Before, he didn't care because he was poor.

Now that he also has a master with a small amount of one hundred thousand, he naturally chooses one.

But before that, you have to get a good fist, kick and internal strength training, and then do the punching when your body is strong.

Those things are collectibles, and most people can't get them if they have money. He is still looking for connections.

In Dongming, ordinary people only have the opportunity to come into contact with the martial arts by joining the imperial court.

There is no boxing gym here, let alone any sect.

Xiaobai can only contact Xiaobai if he becomes a policeman, so it can be seen that he must at least have the title of Ding Wei.

Of course, Dongming does not prohibit civilians from practicing martial arts, but martial arts disciples who exceed the rank of guard and do not have official status are best left. Otherwise, those who reveal their strength will be treated as spies of the enemy country.

With the title of Wei, ordinary people can still handle it if there are too many of them.

The rank of sergeant cannot be achieved by large numbers of people, especially in the imperial capital with complex terrain.

Once a conflict broke out, by the time the Yamen people arrived, they were already dead and injured, and then they escaped.

It was precisely because too many such incidents had occurred that Dongming imposed the ban.

In a situation like Chek Kok, he doesn't dare to raise his strength to that of a Dingshi. He is satisfied with having an armored guard.

Saving more money and raising future generations is the top priority.

His whole life was determined at birth.

Shi Niao was too lazy to insist, so he treated him as hard work and paid for his hard work by giving him other benefits later.

One month later, Chek Kok brought Stone Bird from the Seventh Yamen District to the First Yamen District.

"It is indeed a government office. This gate is just like a city gate tower."

Standing outside a government office, Chek Kok felt very emotional.

The Yimen Tower is indeed like a mountain, thirty-three feet high and sixty-six feet wide. In front of the gate are two war-god-like giants on the left and right, more than ten feet high. The armor on their bodies is probably dozens of tons.

He was like a little ant in front of them.

Even the steps in front of the door are divided into different levels.

They are divided into ordinary people, small giants with a height of three to five feet, sub-giants with a height of six to nine feet, and giants with a height of more than ten feet.

It is rumored that the history of the Netherworld Giants is even further than that of ordinary alien races.

However, they did not form a civilization, and they did not even have writing, let alone historical records.

Zhang Tianliu discovered through the study of the Netherworld stone tablets that the foreigners were not native Netherworld people, but the descendants of powerful people from other worlds.

These giants are indigenous people who were born and raised here and have evolved over hundreds of millions of years.

Although the body is strong, the brain is not very good, and the habits are like a tiger, with a strong sense of territory, and it is a matriarchal society, and the males can only wander outside.

If two homeless bachelors meet, they will basically do it to death!

As for reproduction.

As long as you meet a female, you are basically in the land of daughters, and as long as you get their approval, you can open a harem!

The original people in the mysterious continent also had similar operations.

When men reach adulthood, they leave the village and challenge strong men from other villages. Only those who win have the right to choose a mate.

How can such a single species fight against an alien army?

Even those little ones need to go out to hunt and find food.

The intelligence of the alien race is no different from that of humans. Tens of thousands of years ago, they could catch giants and beat them in various ways.

The giant race in Nanming perished during this period.

Dongming was not destroyed, but was tamed into slaves. They mainly built city towers. Gradually, they taught their descendants through foreign races and began to engage in various jobs. Four thousand years ago, they were restored to their freedom and were no longer slaves.

According to Dong Ming's records, they were able to take this step only because they were forced by the rogue bandits from Nan Ming.

Dongming is too weak at the beginning and has a small population. If fortifications are built, not to mention insufficient training and insufficient food.

If you don't build the wall, it won't work. The bandits will come and go without a trace. They always take advantage of the night to burn, kill and loot. If you don't build the wall, you can't stop it.

Even a wooden wall requires a lot of labor. If there are fewer people for farming and hunting, eating will be a problem.

So I came up with the idea of ​​​​a giant!

If the big ones are difficult to tame, start with the small ones. A matrilineal tribe often has three or five small ones.

If a child is well trained, it can be worth the labor force of a dozen adult aliens, and once it reaches adulthood, it can be worth a hundred people.

Although the amount of food is terrible, as long as twenty people are freed to hunt, it can completely make up for the consumption of large adult giants.
To be continued...