Even standing at a high place and looking far away, the thin fog still makes the distant scene blurred. It's really quiet here, but luckily the chocolate is around.
"It doesn't look like the mirrored space where the church is located, it's really deserted..."
The fog in the mirror world is a combination of the reflection of the material world and the distorted visual power formed by the extraordinary power of the mirror world, but the air still smells the original taste.
On the way to the clock tower, you can pick up some garbage, and even today's morning newspaper. This shows that the imitation of the mirror world to the real world is updated synchronously, but people in the mirror world cannot observe this updating process.
The typesetting and text of the newspaper here are all upside down, which makes it difficult to read. The headlines are still about the plague, there is now a small outbreak in the slums in the southwest of the city, the reason is that no one found the body after the death of a homeless man living alone, it was contaminated with some bad things during the undead war last week, Then on Monday the plague spread throughout the alley.
This is also expected. Although the notice on the prevention and control of the plague has been publicized for nearly a month, both the city hall and the church understand that it cannot be prevented. Now that the first source has been discovered, hurry up and eliminate it. After all, the skeleton sword has been solved, and the plague is equivalent to water without a source. The situation Nolan is facing is no worse than it was 30 years ago.
"It's a good thing. Early detection and early elimination are better than waiting for the entire block to be infected before discovering the situation."
He muttered, and wanted to check the newspapers to see if there was any news about himself, but it was really difficult to recognize words spelled with completely opposite letters. Jenkins lost his patience after only turning half of it, so he handed the newspaper to Chocolate:
"Do you want to tear it up and play?"
The cat's paws immediately tore the newspaper away, and Jenkins threw the papers by the wall.
Walking alone in a smoky, uninhabited city may sound romantic, but it's actually quite dangerous. Relying on his eyes being able to see auras, Jenkins detours around the city in an attempt to avoid all dangerous creatures.
But doing so isn't always successful, and some creatures don't rely on sight alone to spot their targets. When approaching the Westminster River Bridge, Jenkins noticed that he was followed by a humanoid creature with a yellow aura. Since the Mirror World could not move in space or summon unicorns, he could not fly into the sky either. Finally, he was stopped by the tracker in the middle of the bridge.
It was a middle-aged man with a black briefcase, wearing a cheap black suit and leather shoes. He looked like a lowly, embarrassed salesman, but he really was a salesman.
"Sir, you don't have to run so fast, I'm not a bad person."
He leaned on his knees and looked panting, and Jenkins was also panting heavily. The two chased and ran for a long distance, and they both seemed to be a little out of breath because they ran too fast.
"I'm a salesman, oh, this damn place, I haven't met a living person who can trade in a long time. Let me introduce myself, I'm Theos Buffman, a person who is also trapped here Unlucky salesman."
As he spoke, he actually took out a crumpled business card from his pocket and handed it to Jenkins.
Jenkins repeatedly confirmed that there was no aura on the business card before he dared to take it, for fear that the guy in front of him had the ability to "definitely kill the person who accepts the business card".
It was a business card with a very ordinary style and size. The front and back were written with the same content written in the characters of the Kingdom of Fidiktli and a rare ancient character:
[B-04-4-5611, Troll Underwriter.
accept life insurance, carnal only;
Accept soul insurance, do not accept products designated by the devil's contract;
Accept love insurance, any race and orientation are acceptable, we respect the hobbies of customers;
To accept housing insurance, it must be located in the physical world and truly exist at the current point in time, and it is not required to own real estate at the same time;
Item insurance is accepted, which only includes ordinary items. If any unexpected situation makes the insured items have extraordinary power, the insurance contract will be automatically terminated.
Troll Underwriter, welcome your cooperation;
Troll Insurance, your best choice.
The final interpretation rests with insurance salesman Seos Buffman.]
There are too many letters written on the small card, and the densely packed words are difficult to read. The line "Accept house insurance..." was written at the bottom, because there was no space after that, so the writer continued to write the following content crookedly in the cracks between the previous text, and thoughtfully used arrows to indicate the reading order.
"Final right of interpretation..." This line of text is very small, and it may not be legible with ordinary human eyesight. However, visitors from foreign lands have always been vigilant against the behavior of "selling insurance", so they discovered the clues.
"If I remember correctly, the word 'insurance' should appear in human civilization now, can you understand what service I provide?"
The salesman asked enthusiastically as Jenkins squinted to check the words, and then smiled what he thought was a bright smile.
"Understandable."
The insurance industry is now developed on the basis of the banking industry. It has only just started to rise in recent years and is small in scale and extremely low in income. However, because of the recent "Fabry scam", Jenkins also mentioned "insurance fraud" when he talked nonsense in his speech in the open class. It is said that this business will be expanded on a large scale.
If it wasn't Jenkins who was with the salesman, I am afraid that few people in this era can understand what insurance is. I don't know if it should be the luck of the salesman or the bad luck of Jenkins.
"Sorry, I'm not going to buy insurance."
Although the one who faced Jenkins was only a B-type extraordinary, Jenkins didn't want to deal with him either. This weird place gave him an indescribable feeling, and the right way was to go as soon as possible.
"Don't you want to buy it? My insurance business has now launched a special value-added service..."
The proper term "value-added service" made the foreigner shudder. Although the foggy bridge deck is very cold now, it should not make him have such a big reaction. He thought of a lot of fraudulent tricks at once, shook his head violently, and stuffed the business card back, bypassing him as if he continued to move forward.
But after walking a few steps, I saw another figure in the fog at the bridge head from a distance, and the salesman stood there.
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I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and thank you all who have supported Xianyu for more than a year. Now that my life as a graduate student is stable, I have also decided to study for a Ph. D. I think writing books will be a long-term interest, so I don’t have to worry about getting eunuchs due to practical reasons.
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