Chapter 235 What Is Your Main Plot?
"You don't seem to know your current situation very well..." Chen Ke said.
Louis and Rama looked at each other, rubbed their hands, and said, "Of course I know... We... uh... We need a job now..."
Chen Ke held his forehead, sighed, looked at them and said, "You probably forgot that you will turn into ash...?"
The two looked at each other again, as if they had only realized the seriousness of the situation until now.
"I can't save you now, but I will try to think of an idea. You can live with me during this period, but there is a prerequisite." Chen Ke said.
Louis and Rama looked at Chen Ke in confusion.
"First, don't touch my things. Second, don't go out and talk to others privately. Third, do whatever I say, don't ask why. Do you understand?" Chen Ke said.
"Then... can I surf the Internet?" Louis asked.
Chen Ke thought about it and felt that it was not a big problem, so he nodded.
In the next half an hour, Chen Ke went downstairs to buy a bunch of food for Rama and Louis. The two of them ate heartily. After all, they had not had a proper meal since they came out of that world. Then, Chen Ke took out 5,000 Union coins from his pocket and gave them to them as an emergency fund. At least they could order some door-to-door services by phone.
After dinner, Chen Ke and his friends took turns to take a shower. Since the two of them did not have any change of clothes, Lester did not know the size and could not order a suit, so they could only wear dirty clothes first.
Chen Ke changed into a bathrobe, took out a pen and paper to write down some things the two of them needed, thinking about helping them buy them when they went out. At this time, Lester's younger brother came to visit.
"Your suit, sir..."
Chen Ke took the bag and gave him the blue suit he was wearing before.
He changed his clothes, put on a holster, and inserted the Glock and psychic pistol into the holster. Louis and Rama helped Chen Ke put bullets into the empty magazine. Although the two hinted that they wanted a gun first, Chen Ke shook his head and refused their request.
He now has three psychic pistols, three magazines for psychic pistols, but only two magazines of punishment bullets... It's still not enough to use them as the main force against monsters.
The previous PPQ.45 was melted by the Silent Witch, so he had no choice but to use the Glock he picked up at the beginning to make do, and he couldn't even install a silencer...
He asked Lamar and Louis to use the computer to search for nearby hotels and find a closer one to move to.
Although Lamar and Louis didn't know why Chen Ke suddenly moved, Chen Ke had said before not to ask him any questions, so the two didn't say much, and gathered in front of the shabby little computer to open Google and search for hotel reservation services.
At this time, Chen Ke's mobile phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was Heinard.
Chen Ke took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, walked out of the room, and answered the phone.
"Chen Ke... I actually got through." Heinard's voice was very low.
"Heinard..." Chen Ke responded.
"Do you want to see Lucina?" Heinard asked straight to the point.
"Well..." Chen Ke nodded.
"Then come see me first." Henard said.
"In... the gun shop?" Chen Ke asked.
"No, come to the Seaport Fisheries Company in Deep Anchor District." Henard said, and then hung up the phone.
Chen Ke put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, adjusted his tie, checked the two guns and the holy diamond, and put away the blasphemous dagger on the table.
"I'm going out for a while and will be back in the evening. You find a hotel as soon as possible..." Chen Ke ordered.
"Well... although you said not to ask questions, I still think some things need to be confirmed. You know, booking a hotel room is a very general statement, and sometimes a very general statement may cause the final result to deviate from the previous expectations..." Louis said.
"Stop... asking questions, just ask directly..." Chen Ke waved his hand.
"How expensive can we book? How many rooms?" Rama asked.
Chen Ke thought for a while and said: "Book 3 rooms for two days. Don't worry about the price. Just stay a little far away from here."
After making sure there were no more questions, Chen Ke went out and called a taxi to Deep Anchor District.
The car stopped in front of the Seaport Fishery Company. It was just a seafood processing factory. This small factory smelled fishy. Many workers were busy working, freezing and packing the fish that had just been fished.
Henard was sitting under the shed drinking beer. It was early summer, and the afternoon sun made people feel inexplicably hot. Combined with the fishy smell, Chen Ke couldn't help but cover his nose.
Chen Ke didn't know whether this fishery was Henard's industry, but at Henard's age, it was not difficult to use his savings to open a formal industry.
Chen Ke was dressed in a suit and had just taken a shower. His whole body was white and clean, which was very inconsistent with the environment full of sweat and odor.
When Henard saw Chen Ke, he threw a can of beer at him.
"Aren't you hot? Move a chair and sit down." Henard said.
Chen Ke opened the pull ring and raised his head to take a sip. He pulled the small stool next to him over and sat down.
"You look like a very delicate person, am I right, Lin... Chen... Anyway, it's all called Ke, right?" Henard smiled.
"Just call me Chen Ke..." Chen Ke said with a smile.
"You don't have to tell me where you've been these past two days. I don't care about that. What I want to ask is, what are your plans for the future..." Heinard asked.
"Plan?" Chen Ke was stunned.
"Do you read novels, Chen Ke?" Heinard changed the subject.
"Of course." Chen Ke scratched his head.
"Novel stories are divided into main lines and branch lines, and there are also sub-lines and hidden lines interweaving each other. Chen Ke, if you are the protagonist of a novel, what is your main line? Hmm?" Heinard asked with a chuckle.
"I..." Chen Ke murmured and took another sip of beer.
At first, the thing he wanted to do most was to remove the life countdown in his head. The countdown was like a ghost that urged him to keep moving forward, making him unable to control himself. No matter what was ahead, he could only take a step forward first.
But after experiencing so many things, his view of the countdown has changed. Imagine, if there was no countdown, could he survive the previous crisis?
It's not that he can only rely on the countdown to survive, but at least, in the process of his struggle, the countdown helped at least half of it.
Why can he use life to replace psychic energy to fight? Why can he consume souls to open portals? This countdown is probably not as simple as he thought before.
"I just want to... stay alive." Chen Ke murmured.
"We are all like this. Only by staying alive can we finish the story. Right?" Heinard smiled and raised his beer can in the air to make a toast. Chen Ke also raised his can to cater to him.
"Surviving is just the beginning, but why should we live? Chen Ke, have you ever thought about this?" Heinard took a sip of beer and asked with a smile.
"For life itself. All things in the world can get a chance to be a human being and experience this world. Don't you think this is a very wonderful and lucky thing?" Chen Ke asked back.
"You Feihuang people like to talk about profound things, hahahaha..." Heinard laughed.
"What do you want to tell me? Heinard?" Chen Ke asked.
"Listen, kid, I'll be frank. You have a grudge with the Si Group, and you joined the postman for personal grudges. If you die in your revenge, just pretend that I didn't say anything. But if you don't die..." Heinard supported his knees with his elbows and moved his body towards Chen Ke.
"It sounds like the latter situation is more likely to happen... If I'm still alive, what then...?" Chen Ke asked.
"Will you stay as a postman?" Heinard asked.
Chen Ke didn't say anything, he didn't know.
Joining the postman was a wonderful coincidence, this coincidence was like fate. The postman's job solved Chen Ke's urgent needs and helped him get through the initial difficult times.
But what happened next?