The words in this world are somewhat like English and some symbols forcibly spliced together, but they are too obscure and difficult for children who have just begun to learn words. Many smart academic masters in history have come up with a method similar to Pinyin annotation and pronunciation so that people can quickly master it, but there are still many illiterate people among the middle class and workers. Although the St. John Empire has promoted the popularization of writing among them, for them as long as they can It is enough to write your own name, and other words are considered redundant to them.
Krens was sitting on a stool aside, wrestling with the words in the book in his hand, and suddenly thought of whether the good-luck hat on his head could help him.
But learning words seemed to have nothing to do with good luck. This made Clence, who was frowning at the book in his hand, hesitant and decided to give it a try. This level of good luck should not bring great bad luck, so He stretched out his finger and flicked the edge of the hat, thinking it was cool, and whispered two words in his mouth, "lucky."
Of course, just saying it in a low voice without flicking the hat is just as useful, but it's just that it's very interesting to Kerens. However, after saying these two words in a low voice, time passed by second by second, and Kerens was waiting for good luck. happened, but when he reopened the book, he was still helpless with the words on the book in his hand, and it still made his head feel big. He suddenly felt that this hat was so useless.
Time passed little by little, and in the pocket watch store without any customers, Krens was trying hard to force his brain to memorize the words in the book. This was the only way he could think of, and he could only rely on rote memorization.
The scorching sun in the sky has reached the highest point in the sky at this time. This is the hottest time every day in summer, but at this moment, I can't feel any heat in the pocket watch store, and it still maintains the most comfortable temperature. This makes Kerens felt particularly surprised. He stood up from the stool on the side and curiously observed what had changed the temperature of the room. He thought strangely in his heart, "Is it possible that there is such a thing as air conditioning in this era, but there is no such thing?" It should be, it seems that electricity has not yet appeared in this world, only steam power that is full of mechanical feeling."
Click!
A crisp sound of the door opening startled Kerens, who was carefully observing why the room was so cool. A very tall man wearing a black police officer's uniform walked in from the door. The aura on his body made the temperature in the room seem to be rising again. The temperature dropped a few degrees, which made Kerens feel a little chilled. After all, he had never dealt with a police officer before, and ordinary people were always in awe of this kind of aura.
The man in black police uniform was now warily staring at Krens who had just been observing around the room. He was wearing a black top hat and low-quality linen clothes, which gave people a very strange feeling. A police officer who had been serving for many years was the chief of the Cologne City Patrol Bureau. His intuition told him that the sneaky black-haired boy opposite him might be a thief.
"You actually dare to steal from Mr. Hayden's shop. You really don't take yourself seriously." The anger on his face made Clance a little confused when he was standing there. When he was about to ask the other party, the man who The tall man in police uniform walked over to him quickly and subconsciously touched his waist.
"I'm sorry, don't pull out the gun. Could it be that the original Krensi is not only a thief but also a criminal, so he recognized me?" Looking at the other party's actions, Krens complained guiltily to the original Krens. He quickly took a few steps back, and then shouted a few times in his heart, "I was wronged, Mr. Police Officer, even if the original Clans had done any bad things, he wouldn't have chased him here."
All of Kerens' movements and expressions fell in the eyes of the police officer. He saw the guilty conscience and nervousness of the black-haired boy. He half-bent down and quickly grabbed the opponent's shoulders with both hands, intending to subdue him with one move. , let him know that this is not a place for him to steal.
But what surprised him was that because Kerens could only reach the height of his abdomen, he became much less flexible than his opponent. Just when he was about to grab the opponent with his own hands, he had already nimbly moved aside, letting him I missed it myself.
"Sir, please wait a moment, is there something wrong with this?" Before poor Krens could say the word "misunderstanding", a thick arm had already grabbed him, and Krens could only dodge quickly. He had already dodged two attacks from the opponent and felt that his clothes were starting to get soaked with his own sweat.
The angry police officer looked at Krens and said: "You have come to steal where you shouldn't be. You'd better let me take you away, this sewer rat, otherwise you know what you are facing." ", there was a hint of threat on his angry face.
The other party's words awakened the place that Kerens had seen in his memory, a small dark room with no light, dirty and full of rats. The other party's threat made Kerens a little angry, and he also understood that no matter how he solved it, the other party had already determined that Knowing that he was a thief, Krens shook his head and no longer wanted to explain, and thought, "This is the gap in identity. No matter how you explain it, you will be powerless."
Krens, who became serious, temporarily forgot about the side effects of the good luck hat. He only had one thought in his mind now, which was to stop the police officer from locking him up. He stretched out his finger and flicked the black good luck hat. On the brim of his hat, he whispered the two words, "lucky".
The serious expression of the black-haired boy looked very ridiculous to the police officer. A mouse actually challenged an elephant, which made him say disdainfully: "You don't know how to live or die, you want to die?", and then said to him without any hesitation. He punched Kerens in the head.
This fist full of brute force was enough to make an adult faint. Just when Kerens suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his legs and subconsciously bent over, the opponent's fist hit the wall behind him, and the wall suddenly A shallow dent was left on it, showing the power of this punch.
Seeing the police officer who was left blank for a moment, Kerens kicked the police officer's knee hard, but he didn't expect it to cause unexpected pain to both of them. That simple kick didn't have much power. , it was a coincidence that the kick hit the most vulnerable part of the person's knee.
This caused the strong police officer to feel a sharp pain in his knees, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee. His face full of anger also showed a bit of pain. His eyes when he looked at Krens were filled with Fierce Light muttered to himself in disbelief, "How could I lose to a little mouse in the sewer? This is absolutely impossible."
Krens was really surprised by the effect of his kick. He never thought that the so-called luck turned out to be like this. He was able to cause harm to the police officer because he hit that spot by coincidence. The most vulnerable part made it seem as if Kerens, who used the good luck hat for the first time, knew its function. In fact, this was the second time Kerens used it, but he did not remember the first time. By coincidence, Heiden Mond, a powerful elemental master, sensed it. It was a blessing to be able to survive.
Looking at the police officer who was half-kneeling on one leg with pain in his knees, Krens did not attack him again. Although he disliked the name he called him, he also understood that if he actively attacked a police officer anywhere, he would get into trouble. What a trouble, Kerens sighed softly and shook the thoughts out of his head.
He hesitantly stretched out his hand to help the police officer up, but just before he stretched out his arm and touched the other person's clothes, the police officer skillfully pulled out the revolver from his waist and pointed it at Krens. The black hole in his head and the muzzle of the gun made Kerens break into a cold sweat. The police officer's cold eyes seemed to say that if you resist, I may really shoot you.
"Your sister, I'm going to help you up. It's true that good people don't get rewarded." Seeing the other party's actions, Kerens secretly complained, and then raised his hands high in the way of surrender in his own world, but that person The police officer looked confused at what Krens meant by raising his hands above his head, and still kept his gun aimed to prevent this troublesome boy from playing tricks.