Chapter 107 "Alice"

A few days later, Zain, the assistant priest of the Church of Storms, finally arrived at the mining area and performed a careful inspection and purification ritual with a solemn look.

The mine owner, whom the miners had never seen before, and his followers were very humble in front of Zain, like bugs that could be crushed to death at any time, and they couldn’t even speak clearly.

Many people would even kneel down before the Zain priests, thinking that the priests were God’s spokesmen and that they should kneel down before the great storm priests.

Assistant Priest Zain doesn't care what ordinary people think.

"Well, the matter is basically resolved."

According to his serious statement, the evil spirits that had existed in the mining area had been completely expelled by him.

Chris didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but at least he succeeded in calming people's hearts, and no one dared to raise any objections.

Another period of time passed. Even though people around him bullied and insulted him, he didn't care at all and worked hard to disguise himself.

Until one day, Chris gradually realized that pretending to be "Liam" could no longer benefit him.

Maybe the contrast wasn't strong enough. Chris figured out a rule: the greater the difference between his disguised identity and his usual one, the better the effect.

Chris silently pondered his next fake identity in the mine.

He quietly left the mining area in the early hours of the morning and came to his own safe house in the city of Finn, a place that even Byrne and his sister didn't know about.

When Chris left Nasir, he felt that he needed a secret place like this, where no one would know and it would be easy to hide and store all the things he needed.

In fact, he also has such a safe house in the West City District of Nasir Town. Chris secretly bought it under a fake identity, and only he knew of its existence.

Perhaps, the Lord of the Lost also knows?

“The Lord doesn’t care.”

The safe house in Finn City is located in a messy apartment area newly built on the outskirts of the city in recent years. It is inconspicuous among the many chaotic buildings.

But there were several traps set up in the room by Chris using the "Trap Master". Two thieves had died on the spot because of them, and it took a lot of effort to deal with the bodies.

He did not enter through the locked front door, but climbed in through the window, moving as quietly as a cat, carefully avoiding the traps placed on the ground.

The walls, ceiling, and floor were shrouded in darkness, and the air was filled with a suffocating dullness, making it almost impossible to make out the specific outlines of any objects.

Even without seeing, Chris is still able to avoid traps and find what he needs.

He silently recalled the layout of the room and took out Byrne's latest improved red potion from the cabinet at the edge of the safe house. There were many white floating substances inside.

Next to the potion was Chris's private collection of the second-level supernatural material "Red Jade Liquid", as well as some gold coins smeared with snake venom.

That bottle of red potion is the magical potion "Blood Healing" that can heal old injuries. It is very effective in improving old injuries at the flesh and blood level.

Unfortunately, the cost of its production materials is extremely high, and with the existence of Irene, the family’s focus is not on "Blood Healing" for the time being.

Byrne felt that Blood Healing had great economic potential and decided to wait until the pharmaceutical factory was completely built before trying to mass-produce it.

After Chris took the "blood healing" potion, he stood there and calmly waited for the effect of the potion, which would take at least several hours to take effect.

Time passes by little by little.

Gradually, a chaotic sound was heard outside the house, including the sound of merchants hawking their goods, the flirting of prostitutes, passers-by chatting, and gang members quarreling with each other.

The young man had an indifferent look in his eyes as he stood silently in the dark corner of the room. The scar on his face miraculously faded away gradually.

"Bang!"

Maybe a gang member opened fire. Suddenly there were screams and commotions outside, followed by the sound of people running, and then a series of gunshots and curses.

Chris felt that the scar on his face had completely healed. He took out a bright golden wig made of collected hair, put it on his head, then carefully opened the window a little bit and looked out.

The warm rays from the two suns shone through the gaps into the dark room, making him frown.

Very dazzling.

It was indeed the Green gang that was fighting with others, and one gang member was beaten to death. The remaining gang members were divided into two groups and confronted each other on both sides of the street.

It wouldn't be long before the patrol arrived, but by then the gang members would have fled.

It’s an unimportant thing, Chris shook his head, not caring at all about the outside situation that has nothing to do with him.

As gunshots rang out one after another, he calmly took out the prepared props, lit candles, and carefully put on makeup in front of the mirror, completely changing his appearance again.

After carefully putting on makeup, Chris took out a set of low-slung shoulders, low-pointed waist and white bell-shaped skirt and put it on, and put on a big hat to cover her long golden hair.

He stared at himself in the mirror for a while and nodded.

Well, it's done.

"Uncles, I can't find my family and I'm so hungry."

In the afternoon, a pitiful blonde "girl" appeared in front of the Fein City Patrol Bureau.

She has long hair like golden sand, beautiful eyes, a pitiful and fragile look, delicate and moving facial features, and luxurious clothes that are obviously only owned by an aristocratic family.

When the patrol guards saw the "girl", most of them immediately felt pity for her and wanted to find her family immediately.

And everyone thought of one thing, since she was the eldest daughter of an aristocratic family, there would definitely be a handsome reward if they could help her find her family.

"Miss, what is your name? Which family are you from? What is your last name?"

An elderly patrol guard lowered his head and asked Chris kindly.

"My name is Alice."

Chris lowered his head in mock shyness and continued to answer by imitating Vanessa's voice from a few years ago as best as possible.

"My dad said that no matter what, you can't tell strangers your last name..."

The old guard immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Ms. Alice, don't worry, we are all good people, you can tell us."

Chris was silent for a long time, still shaking his head in pretended fear, and said nothing.

The guards standing at the door of the patrol bureau looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

If "she" was just a child from an ordinary family, the guards might have let her go. After all, there were more than one or two homeless children on the streets of Fein City.

They are not from the Dawn Orphanage, so why would they care so much?

But the clothes on "her" body were very valuable. If the "girl" was killed after leaving here, they would be in big trouble when the parents of the noble family came to question them.

“Woo…”

Chris cried, tears falling one by one, choking from time to time, and at the same time he felt that his spirituality was increasingly boiling.

interesting.

He hates boredom and is born to like interesting things, but in fact most people are boring, so he can only learn to find fun.

Chris was invited to the patrol station by the guards. Some guards asked her about her situation gently, while many guards went out to ask various noble families if anyone had lost a child.

He watched people busying about, as if he was back to that time many years ago.

At that time, Chris suddenly pushed the little fat boy from behind in the orphanage, causing him to fall to the ground in a spread-eagle position.

He knew that the force and angle of the fall would not hurt the other person, but would only make the fat boy angry and humiliated, fully alleviating his inner boredom.

However, Chris never expected that Vanessa would limp out and meddle in other people's business, and even dare to grab his clothes.

Vanessa...

In fact, that guy is still as stupid as before. He gets angry and sad for no reason because of people who have almost no connection with him, and his heart is bound by too many ridiculous moral cognitions.

While sitting in the patrol station waiting, Chris was thinking while eavesdropping on the conversations of the guards around him.

A guard said loudly: "I heard that the Lorn people have destroyed the patrol bureau and the guards."

"Ah? Then how do they maintain law and order?" another guard was surprised.

The guard replied, "In fact, they are still the same guards, but they have been given a new name, the police. Do you think that we Syat people are learning everything from Lorne? Will they change us into police too?"

"What do you mean by police?"

"It seems to mean order. It is said that changing the name was suggested by the Order Church. Some of them demanded reforms in this regard."

Whether it's guards or police, Chris thinks they should be the same because the people inside have not changed.

Most of them are hyenas that run rampant over ordinary people. They claim to be maintaining law and order, but in fact they often oppress civilians.

If there is a police station in Nasir in the future, perhaps someone like Vanessa will be needed to become the manager in order to truly play a role in maintaining public order.

Will there be a police station in Nasir in the future? Chris thinks it is very likely.

Because, when Byrne decided to build the factory, he told him one thing, which was the vision and dream for the future.

"Chris, you may not believe it now, but I can foresee the future from the book. The population of Nasir will definitely increase, until it gradually becomes a prosperous city from the original town!"

"As long as we can solve the problems of pirates and the Poseidon Cult, Nasir's geographical location and development prospects will become very good, and it will definitely be comparable to Fein City in the end!"

"We will have a city, Nasir City, and it will be a city built by our Fisher himself!"

Chris was not well-educated and did not quite understand some of Byrne's terminology, but he was completely willing to believe in Byrne's dream.

Suddenly, he noticed the various looks the guards gave him: concern, worry, greed, and impatience.

Chris felt the violent boiling of spirituality!

At this moment, it has been more than three months since he left Fischer.

When Renzo, the sheriff of the Lion Family, came to the patrol station in person to see the missing girl, the guards were suddenly surprised to find that "she" had disappeared!

No one knows why the "girl" disappeared out of thin air in front of everyone that day.

Happy New Year to everyone! Thank you very much for your support!

(End of this chapter)