The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 189 I Met a Kind Person Again (asking for monthly ticket)
Mu Sheng searched the few memories of the plot in his mind, and found that the ages and the number of people matched.

There are two boys and one girl, and the genders match.

After paying close attention for a while and hearing how they addressed each other, Mu Sheng was sure that these were the three main characters.

The brainless, impulsive, but passionate protagonist, Eren Yeager.

A supporting character, Armin Arulet, who is timid and cowardly, but has a quick mind and is good at analysis.

Paired with a calm and composed female protagonist, Mikasa Ackerman, who has the highest martial arts value but is devoted to the protagonist.

"Why does the protagonist hate giants so much?"

Mu Sheng began to look through his memories.

"It turned out that my mother was eaten by the giant in front of me, and the giant ate her in pieces."

'How miserable.'

What I mean is that no matter where you are, being the protagonist’s parent is really a high-risk job!

It would be fine if he was just a background character who died before appearing on the screen, but it would be terrible if he was given a role to inspire the protagonist's fighting spirit.

How tragic it is, just like the protagonist Allen's mother, who was chewed to death by a giant.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I am not a relative or friend of the protagonist."

Mu Sheng said thankfully, then he withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to the three protagonists, and focused his attention on the small tentacles on his fingertips.

As to whether or not we should get close to the three main characters now so that we can change the plot later.

Mu Sheng said that it was not necessary. It would be great if the progress of refining the giant bloodline could be improved as soon as possible, and then it would be great if we could advance all the way!

Why bother?

As for whether or not to just kill the three main characters to change the plot?

Although Mu Sheng is not a moral saint, he would not do such a thing.

"That person," Armin noticed a person not far away when he pulled Eren, who had just vented his anger, back to the corner to sit down and rest.

'Did he fall into the water while boarding the boat?'

Armin looked at the other's wet clothes and guessed.
Although the other party was huddled in the corner with an expressionless face, staring blankly at his palm, he looked numb and confused as if he had encountered a major change.

But Armin always felt that the other person was not in harmony with the heavy and sad atmosphere around him.

'Well, what am I thinking about?'

Armin shook his head, throwing these crazy thoughts out of his mind.

"Good guy, I'm just a good guy."

"This thing actually has a sense of touch, like an extra finger."

Makisho exclaimed as he watched you twist and turn in his hand, the small tentacles occasionally brushing across his palm.

"This characteristic..." Many unhealthy thoughts involuntarily popped up in Mu Sheng's mind.

"Stop, stop, I am a serious person, how can I do such a thing?"

"But this thing is the thickest. No, how long can it be?"

Mu Sheng looked up and glanced at the surroundings. There were people everywhere. It was obviously not a good place to conduct experiments.

"Let's go into the inner city first and find a kind person to settle down with."

Mu Sheng controlled the tentacles to retract into his body and closed his eyes to take a nap.

The ship was not moving very fast, and by the time it reached the dock of the Trost district in Weng City outside the walls of Rose, it was almost dark.

The clothes on Mu Sheng that were soaked by the river water were dried naturally by the wind.

"Everyone line up to get off the ship. After registering your identity information, someone will take you to a rest area."

Several soldiers in uniforms with three-dimensional mobility devices on their waists loudly called out to the refugees on the boat to disembark and register.

"Two roses, are they the garrisoned corps?" Mu Sheng glanced at the emblem on the soldier's chest.

Mu Sheng recalled his original memories of the soldiers stationed in the corps.

In addition to guarding the walls, the garrison corps' daily duties include maintaining neighborhood law and order, arresting criminals, etc.

"Isn't this just a combination of the police and urban management?" Mu Sheng had a clear understanding of the functions of the garrison corps.

Soon, the refugees on the ship began to disembark under the command of the soldiers, and three tables had been set up at the gangway below.

There was a thick stack of papers on the table, and the person in charge of registering information was sitting behind it, asking for information with an impatient look on his face.

"Name?"

"Tony Herbert"

"age?"

"36 years old"

"Where did it come from?"

"Shiganshina District"

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Mu Sheng found that the information was registered very roughly, with only things like name, age and region, and there was no verification, and even the registrar was too lazy to ask any more questions.

So the registration process was quite fast and it was Mu Sheng's turn soon.

"Name?"

"Victory Held"

"age?"

"18 years old"

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After registering their identity information, someone quickly took Mu Sheng and other refugees to the resettlement site.

In fact, they are just open places like churches and squares, with some tents set up.

Mu Sheng walked around the refugee resettlement site and found that there were not even a few toilets around.

"There are only a few toilets for so many refugees. How dirty will it be?"

Toilet Master Mu Sheng was not satisfied, even though he didn't need to eat much now and rarely used the toilet.

But just because you don’t need it doesn’t mean you can live without it!

Mu Sheng, who had originally planned to stay in the refugee camp for a few days to familiarize himself with the environment before going out to look for kind people, decided to go tonight after seeing this situation.

There is a famous wealthy area in the northwest area of ​​Trost District, and most of the people living here are businessmen.

After Mu Sheng found a few locals to learn about the general situation of the Tolost District, he chose this place.

"Not bad, not bad. I can tell at a glance that there are a lot of kind people in this place!"

Mu Sheng looked at this building complex, which had few people even with the influx of a large number of refugees, and nodded with satisfaction.

You know, due to the influx of a large number of refugees, many tents have been set up along the streets of many residential areas to accommodate the refugees.

But here there is not a single tent to be seen, and the houses are taller and more beautiful.

In a European-style building, a middle-aged man with a broad and fat figure, touched his Mediterranean bald head and said to his subordinates who were waiting beside him:
"Wall Maria was breached by the giants, and now so many refugees are pouring into Wall Rose."

"The supplies in the Trost District are definitely insufficient, especially in terms of food." "This is a good opportunity. You should arrange it immediately. All the funds of our Libus Chamber of Commerce will be used to stockpile food."

This man's name is Dimo Libus Edward. From the name you can tell that Libus Chamber of Commerce is his family business.

"President, if we do this, won't it cause dissatisfaction from the government?" the subordinate asked in confusion.

"The resettlement of so many refugees is already a big problem. We are hoarding food at this critical moment and it will not be regarded as a problem."

The subordinate did not continue speaking here, but Di Mo already understood what he wanted to say.

"Government? Our Chamber of Commerce provides so many weapons and supplies to the Trost District Garrison Corps every year. Do you think they are all given for free?"

Di Mo was not worried at all that he would be treated as a scapegoat by the government, because he did not spend so much money in vain.

“And if we don’t do it, there are plenty of people who will.”

Since ancient times, this kind of human blood steamed buns brought about by war and disasters have been the most delicious.

And if he doesn't hoard food, how can food prices go up?

How can the government increase the budget for refugee resettlement if food prices do not go up?

If the government does not increase the budget, where will the officials at all levels get the money to take their commissions?

"Go ahead and arrange it as soon as possible," Di Mo waved his hand and asked his subordinate to go out.

After his subordinates left, Di Mo stood up and walked to the window, staring at the city wall in the night.

"Giant." Although Di Mo did not forget to make money, he was still a little worried about the appearance of the giant.

Especially when the city wall, which was regarded as the wall of life by humans, was breached by giants, Di Mo felt even more insecure.

"I need to set up some businesses in the city behind the Rose Wall in advance. It would be great if I could go to the innermost royal city."

Gulu! Gulu!
The sound of drinking came from behind, waking up Di Mo who was worried about the future.

Turning around, he saw a civilian with water stains all over his clothes, drinking his treasured drink.

Are they refugees from the Shiganshina district?
What do the people stationed in the corps do for a living? How can they allow refugees to come here?
Di Mo, who was already a little irritated, suddenly shouted loudly: "How did you get in? Do you know who I am?"

Snapped!
After a crisp snap of his fingers, Di Mo's mind shook and his eyes became blurred in an instant.

Hiccup~~

After Mu Sheng burped, he walked up to Di Mo with a satisfied look on his face.

"Fortunately, this world doesn't have big restrictions on mental strength, otherwise I would just make a fortune and leave."

Staring into Di Mo's eyes, Mu Sheng mobilized his mental power and began to inject his fabricated identity into Di Mo's mind.

"The man in front of you is your distant relative, Victory Held. He is the son of the nephew of your mother's sister's husband's sister."

"Because the Shiganshina district was attacked by giants, I came here to seek refuge with you."

"You find that this person's eyes are very similar to your late father's. You think of the happy times when you played with your father in your childhood. You are so moved that you decide to keep the person at home and take care of him."

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Snapped!
The hypnosis is completed and a mental seed is left in Di Mo's mind to maintain the hypnosis effect at all times.

Mu Sheng snapped his fingers again, and Di Mo's eyes quickly cleared up from his confusion.

Looking at Mu Sheng, who was dressed like a refugee, Di Mo felt heartbroken for a moment.

"Good boy, you have suffered a lot. From now on, you should live here with your uncle and treat this place as your home."

Di Mo patted Mu Sheng on the shoulder, then walked out of the room, stood in the corridor and shouted:
"Steward! Steward!"

Soon a middle-aged man dressed as a butler appeared in front of Di Mo.

"Master, what do you want me to do?" the butler asked respectfully.

"Go and arrange a room for Young Master Victory to rest," Di Mo pointed at Mu Sheng and said seriously.

"You have to treat him like the young master of the family and serve him according to the standards of Ferregail. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir. I'll arrange it right away." The butler glanced at Mu Sheng and replied with a bow.

Although he was puzzled by this young man who suddenly appeared in his house dressed as a refugee, he did not understand his identity and why his master had to explain himself so solemnly.

But the butler did not hesitate at all. After giving a few instructions to the maid in the corridor, he came to Mu Sheng's side, bent down and bowed, making a gesture of invitation.

"Master Victory, this way please."

"Uncle Di Mo, I'll go to rest first." Mu Sheng turned his head to look at Di Mo and said very naturally.

"Go, go quickly. You are scared and tired after a day. Go take a hot bath and have a good sleep."

"Everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow," Di Mo said with a loving face.

When the butler saw his master's behavior, he became more curious about Mu Sheng's identity and served him even more attentively.

After watching the two figures disappear around the corner of the corridor, Di Mo turned around and returned to the room.

"What a good kid! Seeing him is like seeing my father."

Hmm? My father?
Di Mo's brows knitted, a glimmer flashed in his pupils, but soon they calmed down again, and he said with a look of nostalgia:

“Running under the sunset that day was my lost childhood!”

The butler respectfully led Mu Sheng all the way to a luxuriously decorated room.

"Butler Wiki, the hot water is ready," a blonde maid came out of the bathroom and replied to the butler.

Butler Vicky looked at Mu Sheng and said gently, "Master Victory, please go take a hot bath first. I will arrange for the servants to prepare some midnight snacks for you."

Although it was unclear about the relationship between Maki Sheng and his master, judging from the other party's attire, Wiki guessed that the other party was most likely a refugee from the Shiganshina District.

If they really came from the Shiganshina District, they must need food now.

"Well, go ahead," Mu Sheng said calmly, without any discomfort.

For Mu Sheng, who had been an emperor for many years and was served by hundreds of people every day, these things were nothing.

“comfortable”

After taking a shower, Mu Sheng soaked in the bathtub and began to think about his future plans.

"Just go to Di Mo to replenish your mental energy regularly. The most important thing next is to master the abilities of the giant bloodline as soon as possible."

"The bloodline energy will be completely digested in two days. I have to hunt a few giants to replenish it." Mu Sheng sensed the consumption of bloodline energy in the refining space.

"Otherwise, if we only rely on the panel to refine it, the speed will probably be very slow."

After all, in the martial arts world, it took nearly thirty years to refine the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra.

The giant bloodline is a more advanced, unfamiliar system, and it is the first time to refine it, so it will definitely take longer.

"Fortunately, there are many giants in this world, enough for me to refine the giant bloodline."

"Also, we need to build a three-dimensional maneuvering device, otherwise the movement speed will be too slow without Qinggong."

"This thing is just like Spider-Man's silk. It's only useful in cities and forests, but useless on plains."

Mu Sheng touched his chin and then thought of something.

With a thought, a huge tentacle emerged from his palm.

(End of this chapter)