Arknights is too real, right?

After experiencing several storms and snowstorms, the weather in the south has warmed up slightly, the clouds have dissipated, and the long-lost sun has revealed its head.

Sun Fugui hummed a little tune and put up the quilt in the yard. Xia Feng, who had just returned from his morning run, was very dissatisfied when he saw this.

"Hey, hey, this is the prop that Master Xiao gave me to practice swordsmanship. Why are you wearing the quilt?"

Sun Fugui smiled playfully.

"Come on, Brother Feng, you haven't practiced for several days. If I hadn't stopped you last time, Snow Monster No. 4 would have been chopped into firewood."

"kindness"

Xia Feng was speechless. Indeed, with his current state, there was no need to practice this basic technique of cutting incense and water droplets.

"Okay, let's dismantle it, or let Mr. Xiao modify it and turn it into a clothes drying rack."

Snow Monster No. 4 stuck his head out with a carton of milk in his mouth.

"Don't bother Mr. Xiao with things like modification. I can do it. Didn't I say before that I was the representative of the handicraft class in elementary school."

The lobby of the barbecue restaurant.

Ifrit stared at the owl in the cage with her chin clenched.

"Xiao Mo, why are you sleeping again?"

Aguang passed by and said with a smile.

"Xiao Mo is hibernating and won't wake up until spring."

Ifrit was not fooled.

"Tch, that's a lie. Xiao Mo doesn't know how to hibernate. Only the little windmill can hibernate. I learned it all at the Royal Academy."

"Oh, that's right. This study was not in vain."

Ifrit turned her head and continued to stare at Xiao Mo in the bird cage. The outline and feathers gradually overlapped with someone in her memory.

An inexplicable feeling lingered in her heart, this emotion was called longing.

After Xia Feng came back, everyone soon knew that he had become a level 3 noble.

Now that the Liye family has been stripped of their noble title, he has become the only noble in Happy City.

Although it is only a third-level noble, its gold content is so valuable that even a fool can understand it.

The light manganese mining area resumed operation, and a large number of infected people were hired. Taking advantage of the tax exemption for a month, Xia Feng was going to die for mining.

morning.

The mayor of Happy City and the chief of security met in the Kilt neighborhood and flattered Xia Feng. Although they were old acquaintances with Xia Feng, they still had to go through certain procedures.

The local nobles have the rights and responsibilities to replace the royal supervision. The relationship between local officials and nobles is like that between the police and the police inspector. I can't order you, but I can snitch on you.

The mayor of Hapi City is older than his second uncle, and even his beard is gray, but he still treats Xia Feng like a brother.

"Brother Xia Feng, you are really young and promising. I could see it from the beginning. You will definitely do something great."

The security chief and Xia Feng are also old acquaintances.

"Xia Feng, although I am a few years older than you, brother, if you don't mind, I will call you Brother Feng. Brother Feng, I discovered it before in the East District. You have amazing bones and are a born noble."

Xia Feng had no interest in this hypocritical scene and just replied with a smile.

"Don't be polite. From now on, we are all on our own. Let's communicate with each other if anything happens."

After a few words of dismissal, Xia Feng didn't even arrange lunch and directly asked A Guang to see off the guests.

Of course, it's not that he's swollen, but that he understands that this is just the beginning.

The result was just as he expected. In the afternoon, the mayor of Notting City and a large number of officials arrived in a long motorcade, and Nanfeng came with them.

Notting City is one of the few large cities in the south and is also the base of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. Even Happy City is under the jurisdiction of Notting City, so the mayor still has to give face.

Xia Feng warmly received a group of sycophants and held a banquet in the royal restaurant to feed these pot-bellied guys.

I was busy until the afternoon before this group of people was finally dismissed.

Of course, this isn't over yet.

In the evening, four more people came to the door with various high-end gift boxes.

These people were dressed luxuriously and had servants and guards outside the door.

Xia Feng, who was just about to practice his sword, immediately came out to welcome them. He looked at these uninvited guys and said doubtfully.

"You are?"

One of them, a fat man wearing a fur coat, had a standard smirk on his face.

"Hello, Lord Xia Feng, we are all nobles from medium-sized cities in the south. I am a third-level noble from Bada City. My name is Luerko."

After talking to Xia Feng carefully, he realized that these people were all nobles. The lowest level was the 3rd level nobles who were on the same level as him, and there were even 2nd level nobles.

In Victoria, aristocrats also had circles of aristocrats, just like a class in a school.

Those who like to study form a circle, those who like games form another circle, those who like sports, like eating, and even those who like nothing but are autistic also have an autistic circle.

If a transfer student comes to the class at this time, you can tell based on his performance what circle he belongs to. As a member of this circle, you will definitely want to draw him over to have fun together.

Obviously, these nobles who came to Xia Feng were the legendary "worm circle".

Because the fiefdoms were all in the south far away from the imperial power, they took advantage of the privileges of the nobility and often did some harmless but immoral things.

For example, they manufacture and sell counterfeit goods, join forces with local gangs to defraud, set up private highway toll stations, and make things difficult for businessmen.

Since they are in this circle, they certainly know what Xia Feng relies on to get started. To put it bluntly, in their eyes, Xia Feng is the fighter among "worms".

Several people were sitting on the sofa in the lobby of the barbecue restaurant, and one of them, a fat man, smiled obscenely.

"Brother Xia Feng, if you have money, let's make money together. The south is so big, so we can only succeed if we unite."

After listening to these people's words, Xia Feng's polite smile disappeared.

Black Feather is indeed a gangster, but to be honest, Xia Feng will never touch these "businesses" they mentioned.

One is that he is not classy enough, and the other is that he never does anything that harms ordinary people. If he wants to cheat, he only cheats those rich and powerful, as well as the royal family's money.

Although Black Feather smuggles, he never sells fake goods. Although he plunders source stones, he kills the same greedy people in natural disaster areas.

Of course, this is not very noble. Gangsters are gangsters after all, but some principles are deeply ingrained.

Facing the chattering nobles, Xia Feng interrupted directly.

"Guys, it's getting late. Let's stop talking today. You guys have come from far away and haven't eaten yet. Aguang, let's take some nobles to have a bowl of noodles."

"okay."

Several people looked at each other.

"Brother Xia Feng, we haven't figured out our business yet. Do you want to join us? We can cooperate."

Xia Feng stood up from the sofa.

"I will consider it. I received a lot of people today and I am a little tired. If there is a project that we can cooperate with, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible. Please leave your phone number."

Xia Feng's attitude towards seeing off guests was already obvious. These people had no choice but to leave their personal phone numbers and leave the barbecue restaurant.

After these people left, the barbecue restaurant finally became quiet.

"Silla!"

Xia Feng picked up the paper with the phone number written on it on the coffee table, tore it into pieces with an expressionless expression, and threw it into the trash can.

The rats in the sewers will never see what the Lion sees as the forest.