What if I become Verlaine?

The so-called Carterite architecture is to modify the shape of the building with various decorations piled up with slender, graceful and complicated patterns. These decorations are all over the eaves, windows, door frames and benches on both sides of the street. The grain-like pattern made Rimbaud feel a bit like a Baroque architectural style.

"Still not the same."

Wei Lun and Rimbaud strolled on both sides of the street, they chatted while admiring the surrounding scenery, Wei Lun said: "The decorative pattern here is actually inlaid with some characters of the Carter culture, look at the pattern of the street lamp. "

Rimbaud looked carefully for a while, and finally found a Batru character used by the Carter Dynasty in the place of the small stamen in the pattern of dense grass.

Rimbaud was amazed: "There are as many ancient cultures in your place as there are stars. Most of the cultures spread similar words and meanings but are different, and some are even completely the same."

Fortunately, Rimbaud's ability can directly read the knowledge of the puppet man, and after slowly digesting it, he can quickly understand various cultural background knowledge, and the unlucky Zhongyuan Zhong also needs to endorse it by himself.

Wei Lun smiled and said, "It's very interesting, right? The evolution and mutation of characters are also the symbols of human bloodline reproduction and genealogy transmission. Whenever I feel agitated, I will go to a familiar hunter and ask if there is any scientific research. Work."

He opened his hands, and the wind blew away his long hair, and his voice fell into Rimbaud's ears along the wind.

"Standing in the cold palace in the ruins, feeling the deep and strange thoughts left on the building, I feel that I am living in the present."

"Looking for the sense of existence of the living from the dead, you have failed before."

Rimbaud grabbed Wei Lun who seemed to want to fly away with the wind, as if he had caught his own prey, and firmly pulled him to his side, he said: "But I don't hate you now, you have to make persistent efforts .”

Wei Lun was forcibly pulled, and his thoughts returned to reality in an instant. He took a step back and touched Rimbaud's body. He smelled the aura emanating from Rimbaud's body, and he was a little distracted.

Ah, I kind of regret ordering food.

What kind of meal do you want to eat?He should go back to the hotel with Rimbaud to have a [big meal].

Rimbaud didn't know that some harmonious movements were going on in the mind of Wei Lun beside him. When it came to scientific research, Rimbaud asked curiously: "Do you have in-depth research in some fields? Animals? Plants? Or relics? Culture ?medicine?"

"Animal behavior research." Wei Lun shrugged: "My wind can detect animals, and it will be very convenient to track their living habits and life cycle, so many phantom beast hunters will come to me to do research together."

"I was a complete layman at first, but I ended up following more hunters. Those hunters each taught me something, and gradually I became a half-expert."

Speaking of this, Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud with a half-smile: "Guess how I avoided you?"

Rimbaud was startled: "In Yokohama? How did you hide?"

Thinking about it now, in those five years, there was absolutely no news about the assassination of King Verlaine, and Weilun was indeed hiding very closely.

"I went to work as a gorilla conservationist in a nature reserve in a native African country."

Waylon laughed: "I migrated with the elephants, helped scientists do climate research, and worked with the local conservationists there to prevent them from driving the cows to rob wild animals of water."

The blond young man raised his chin very high, obviously extremely proud: "I hardly see anyone except foresters and conservationists every day. If the European authorities still find out in this case, then I will admit it." .”

Rimbaud was dumbfounded when he heard this, he pointed at Wei Lun for a long time, and finally burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, Weilun, you are a genius!"

Rimbaud laughed happily. Did Wei Lun go to track down elephants and orangutans when he was working as a gang boy?

The five years of their two ace partners have been really interesting.

Rimbaud suddenly had an impulse, he wanted to have a similar scientific investigation with Wei Lun.

"This is really an experience I have never had before, and I want to feel it too."

"Follow the animals to migrate, rest and eat together..."

Lan Bo held Wei Lun's hand, and he looked at Wei Lun brightly: "Let's go together, and we can watch the stars at night, okay?"

Wei Lun exerted a little force, and he spun around on one foot, pulling Rimbaud to perform a spinning dance on the surface of the bluestone. The blond young man said softly, "Okay, we can go next spring, let's think about it, let's go to Lac Let's inspect the Yateqi leopard in the grassland."

Following Wei Lun's strength, Rimbaud easily turned in a circle, his large sunshade coat spun into a butterfly, and his long black and gray hair spread out like an umbrella. He laughed and said, "Is it just the two of us?"

Wei Lun turned his body sideways and pulled Lan Bo to the front of him. Lan Bo leaned down, and Wei Lun supported the black-haired young man with one hand.

He bowed his head and kissed Rimbaud, and the two exchanged a sweet kiss.

Wei Lun's breath became soft and lingering, and he said: "Of course, Zhong is also a big boy, he has to learn to be self-reliant."

At noon, Wei Lun took Rimbaud to the restaurant opened by Gourmet Hunter that he had booked in advance.

There are only three tables of guests in the restaurant, and the chef cooks on the spot. The menu is randomly served on the day, and guests can explain their taboos in advance when booking.

The restaurant is lush and lush, full of lush bouquets and indoor trees, the environment is quiet, Rimbaud and Wei Lun sit in the innermost position, the surrounding green plants block other seats, which can ensure the privacy of guests.

However, for the sake of safety, Rimbaud and Wei Lun kept speaking French when they were chatting. In this world, except Zhongyuan Zhong, who could also speak French, no one could understand what they were talking about.

The dishes are served one by one, first the appetizers, then the cold dishes and snacks to mobilize the taste organs, and then the special dishes of the restaurant.

Rimbaud was very happy to eat. Wei Lun could tell the ingredients of some dishes, but he couldn't tell some of them.

He shrugged: "Gourmet hunters will look for special unknown ingredients, cultivate and process them and serve them on the table. Of course, I can't recognize them. And some dishes can only be eaten by those who read the ability, so it is best to order before ordering." It’s good to explain whether you are a person with mind ability.”

Rimbaud asked curiously: "Only those who have the ability to read food eat? Is there any difference from ordinary people?"

Wei Lun gave the simplest example: "For example, there is a kind of herb that is popular among hunters. Smoking it can refresh you, but ordinary people are easily addicted to it. Another example is tobacco. We smoke ordinary people's tobacco, just like eating lettuce salad. , I didn’t feel full at all.”

Rimbaud understood: "Is it because the life energy has become stronger, and the activity and resistance of the body cells are different?"

Wei Lun nodded: "That's it."

Today's staple food is a strangely shaped octopus caught from the deep sea. The hunter who cooks said convincingly that this stuff can be eaten. Wei Lun looked at the bulging tentacles with spiral patterns on the plate. Yuanqiu felt a bit polluted mentally for no reason.

The hunter who served the dishes himself said meaningfully: "Among today's guests, there are only two people with the ability to read, so the best part of this octopus belongs to you~"

Rimbaud tried to poke the corkscrew ball with a fork: "What is this?"

"The ovaries of the octopus and the unhatched eggs that failed to compete and died." Mentioning this, the hunter's expression was particularly wretched: "Ordinary people can be excited and male for a night after eating one, and it may even cause insufficient oxygen supply to the brain and immediately die." wind."

"But after being eaten by the psychic, it can filter the substances that pollute the mental cells, and directly turn it into a steady stream of motivation, allowing you to enjoy a passionate and wonderful night~"

The gourmet hunter patted his chest and said: "The so-called gourmet hunter is to let the guests eat food that is moved to tears, and the taste of the food will never be forgotten!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you two seem to need this, don't you?"

The gourmet hunter blew a kiss to the two: "Young man, don't waste your good time, enjoy the fun of the harmonious movement of life!"

Wei Lun: "..."

Rimbaud first twitched the corners of his mouth, but then he picked up the fork and actually took a bite of the corkscrew ball.

Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud suspiciously, and asked cautiously, "How does it taste?"

The gourmet hunter looked at Rimbaud expectantly.

Rimbaud tasted it slowly for a while, with a subtle expression on his face: "It's a bit springy, with a sweet aftertaste, like eating jelly, but it's more fleshy than jelly, and it also has a unique pure taste of seafood."

The gourmet hunter was overjoyed. He recommended Rimbaud to dip in some special sauce: "If you eat too much, the sweetness will become bitter. After using this sauce, the bitterness will become mellow, like coffee precipitation. The aroma afterward is very wonderful."

Rimbaud enthusiastically followed the food hunter's recommendation and changed many ways to eat. Finally, under Wei Lun's disbelieving gaze, Rimbaud finished a whole plate of staple food.

After eating, Rimbaud wiped his mouth with a napkin. Maybe it was Wei Lun's illusion. He always felt that Rimbaud's lips were more colorful and moist.

Rimbaud asked Wei Lun reservedly: "Aren't you going to eat? If not, I can help you."

Wei Lun picked up the fork and started to eat. He said while eating, "I'm just a little surprised. Why did you eat so much?"

The taste is indeed as the food hunter and Rimbaud said, the taste is very fresh, and it will not be thunderous at all.

Rimbaud said meaningfully: "I inquired about Hisoka's lovers."

Waylon choked suddenly.

"Look, I don't ask about your past lovers, but I can ask about Hisoka's lovers."

Rimbaud slowly began to eat dessert: "I heard that Hisoka likes to play special tricks, and his lovers will even be sent to the hospital after the passion. Considering your physique, I think you must play super well with him." Unusual, right?"

The black-haired young man was holding a small spoon. He dug the piece of jelly on the plate that was said to be made of a kind of seaweed in the shape of a thorn ball. While eating the dark green jelly into his mouth, he said softly: "I want to Try it with you tonight."

Wei Lun's expression was subtle at first, and then he became excited: "Really? But I'm afraid of hurting you."

Rimbaud didn't speak, he glanced lightly at Wei Lun.

I don't know if it's because of the special food just eaten, but Rimbaud's eyes are extraordinarily moist, like honey, directly sweetening Wei Lun's heart.

Wei Lun suddenly felt hot all over.

He finished the follow-up dessert in two or three bites, pulled Rimbaud and left the restaurant.

He wants to go back to the hotel to continue eating [big meal]!