Chapter 105
Translator: Etern, Kim Guo Editor: Etern
Huang Xuan had imagined many times of him traveling to a familiar world . However, when he actually arrived in one, he realized that all his ideas were just his impractical imagination .
Thanks to the unlucky traveler's ordinate, they reached their destination, P176T0W3609 . It was the year 192 AD, which was the third year of Ping in the early Han dynasty of China, when the three kingdoms were fighting against one another, a time full of heroes .
Huang Xuan had never finished reading the Three Kingdoms . He couldn't go on reading when he read about Guan Yu's death . To youths like him, life was like a fairytale; they expected stories where the prince and the princess lived happily ever after; they couldn't understand why there were more tragedies than comedies in reality . Huang Xuan never understood how such a hero like Guan Yu could fail in Mai City . He sometimes imagined if he had been in Mai City at that time, he would have picked up a six-barrel Gatling and killed all the enemies or provided Guan Yu with tens of thousand dans (1 Dan = 50 kg = 110 lbs . ) of grains .
In the year 192, Dong Zhuo was at the peak of his life while Liu Bei was planning the future with his two sworn brothers .
"Where is this place?" Huang Xuan observed his surroundings slowly . He had landed on a lane in the city, with a few people nearby . Most of the houses were built with wood, and a few with thatch . Two-floor houses could hardly be seen . The only taller buildings were the bell towers in the distance .
"This is Changan City . We can stay here for 15 days and it will only be three days in P112 . "
"Is this what the code does?" Huang Xuan didn't show much interest in Changan City . He had thought the three kingdoms at war were supposed to be full of opportunities, like the legendary American dream .
"It's a pity that it isn't a high-grade code and can only be used once . Otherwise, we would be able to confirm the ordinate of this place . "
Huang Xuan didn't think so . He was still thinking about the three kingdoms . The history of the hard work of hundreds of men has inspired hundreds of millions of people .
It was early spring with blue sky . Huang Xuan took off his thick clothes and Rolin put them in the passage .
Voices came from afar . Huang Xuan was happy although he couldn't hear them clearly . He walked out of the lane in a long-sleeved shirt, looking quite strange in that time .
The streets were full of people in rugs . The assistants in stores were all spiritless and paid no attention to customers . Horses were not allowed to be on the street . Girls and women wandered in shops .
The rice shops of Changan were all at the east market . The price was rather high during the war . Huang Xuan walked into a store and sold a few dou of rice . The money he got was enough to get himself a set of black clothing . He didn't try to sell more rice . Since he had 15 days, he was thinking of making a good plan to earn money and get buffer zone energy .
From the materials Rolin had given him, gold was cheap in the Han dynasty, but transporting gold would consume too much energy, so it was unworthy . Among all the legacies the Han dynasty had left to the world, jade was the most valuable, which was also impossible to take back home . There were a few paintings and books too, but the prices were not so satisfactory . Huang Xuan wandered around in the street, rubbing his face . It was an old city but seemed lifeless . The pressure of living showed on every face .
If Huang Xuan hadn't paid attention to the clothes of the residents, he would have thought they were living in modern Hong Kong where people had a fast-paced lifestyle . There was no happiness of living in a capital city but anxiety on their faces . Everybody was busy and nobody was loitering in the street .
Huang Xuan looked around as Rolin was telling him about the time . Suddenly, people shouted and horses neighed nearby . Huang Xuan checked . It turned out that an old woman had stopped a sedan to cry out for justice . Although Huang Xuan had seen such scenes a lot on TV, he was touched by the sorrowful cries .
Her words couldn't be heard clearly . It sounded that it was about her daughter being abducted . "Please help me, Lord Stu," the woman cried, but the person in the sedan was never seen .
After a moment, Huang Xuan became impatient . So was the sedan . It tried to pass by the woman . She attempted to stop it again but was stopped by the servants . There were few on-lookers, who made no comments on what was happening . Everything seemed for granted to them .
The sedan was about to leave from the street when ten-odd men in black turned up, 20 years old or so . The leader was in a shirt, with a scar on his left cheek, vicious-looking . He rushed over with clenched teeth . The on-lookers all withdrew in terror . The woman tried to run away but failed because of her numb legs since she had knelt for such a long time .
The head grabbed the old woman and said with a grin, "You are very bold to dare accuse our Dong Family . " Then he grabbed her hair, trying to pull her along the street .
The old woman didn't cave in and started to fight back . She turned and tried to escape but fell on the ground . But her hair was still grabbed by the scar-faced man . She sat there in pain . However, the gangster of men didn't take pity on her . Another man in black gave her two heavy kicks . Seeing this, Huang Xuan's face turned green in fury . He stepped up, took out his gun, pointed it at the men and said, "Stop! Or I will shoot!"
The scar face looked at Huang Xuan in shock . When he saw the small pistol in Huang Xuan's hand, he laughed loudly . He asked Huang Xuan with his finger pointing at him, "Do ya lo who Im (Do you know who I am)?"
Rolin interpreted quickly and told Huang Xuan, "This is a dialect on the border between Gansu Province and Shanxi Province . "
Huang Xuan asked, still holding the gun, "Anybody famous comes from there?"
"Dong Zhuo was from Lintao, Shanxi, which was divided into Gansu Province in the time you come from . "
Huang Xuan gasped . "Thanks to Rolin, I am holding a gun with 30 bullets . Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough bullets for a dozen people . "
The scar face held the old woman's hair with one hand and stepped on one of her legs with one foot . "Hit him," he waved his hand and said .
Immediately, five men came up, wielding swords .
Huang Xuan wasn't terrified . He had fought a lot, although he had rarely used a knife . And now he had Rolin . "You said you could protect me with energy . I will go and rescue the old woman . Then we run . "
"I must tell you . Since all the energy is from P112, the consumption will be huge . To protect you from the swords, it will cost 50,000 RMB each time . "
Huang Xuan was impressed by Rolin's bluntness . If he was surrounded by five men and each man hit him once every two seconds, 7 . 5 million RMB would be spent every minute . Maybe he had to take several attacks for the woman . The costs would be much higher if some guy tossed bricks or construction materials or pulled arrows . Currently, it seemed that it would definitely take more than one minute .
Thinking this, Huang Xuan wasn't hesitant anymore . He held the Colt revolver tightly and shouted, "Stop!"
No one listened to him . Huang Xuan aimed at the men's legs and fired . The men coming toward him fell quickly .
Since the gun had been modified for self protection, Rolin had enhanced its rest energy . The men wouldn't be able to catch up if they're injured .
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