MTL - The Last King of Darkness-Chapter 9 The soul of prostitution

Kingworth College does not hold a very grand and lengthy ceremony for the arrival of new students.

It was just a brief orientation session for them by hundreds of teachers, but their enthusiasm showed that the college did not take them lightly.

After the brief orientation session, they actively helped the students deal with various affairs, and assisted them to integrate into the academy and settle down as soon as possible.

I have to say that their efficiency is really high. It didn't take long before Rhodes received a load of supplies and returned to the assigned dormitory.

House number 301.

Just when he wanted to push the door, he was surprised to find that Kashan came over, pushed open the door of 302 and walked in.

"Mixed men and women?"

Judging from the way she was holding clothes in her hands, it didn't look like she was visiting.

"Is the atmosphere so open? Will there be a young lady in my dormitory?"

Rodway opened the door expectantly, and immediately found that he was thinking too much.

The dormitory turned out to be a single room.

In a room of about forty square meters, there are tables and chairs, bookshelves, wardrobes, beds, and even a separate bathroom and balcony.

Such a dormitory, for students, can no longer be described as luxurious, it is simply the existence of a dream.

Rhode tried it and found that there was still a supply of tap water, and even hot and cold.

The sewer system is also very advanced, with floor drains and water traps, which proves that they fully understand the corresponding engineering construction knowledge.

Looks like I need to re-evaluate this kingdom.

Rhode closed the door, and in an instant, he felt like home.

Indeed, in the boundless horror night, in a strange and strange kingdom city, there is a warm and enclosed space, far from the harbor of threats and storms, isn't this home?

Rhode really wanted to throw his hands full of clutter and his mind full of distracting thoughts on the ground, no matter what, and have a good sleep.

However, this is not possible.

I still know too little about this world, and I don't know anything about their strangeness.

The danger is not far away, the investigation is continuing, the questioning of me by the House of Commons is coming soon, and I know the truth no more than before.

I have to figure out the secrets in the dream as soon as possible and find the relationship between them.

alive.

Rhodes thought.

I must live.

no matter where.

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But this is not a simple matter. The environment here is not as loose as the original world. He is unfamiliar with life here, and he is still in trouble.

More than 200 people from the Red Rock Village Migration Team died in the wilderness.

As the main suspect, Rhodes can get the treatment he is now, completely relying on his superb ventriloquism.

This also proves that under such conditions, if he wants to live, hugging his thighs is the best choice.

"Looks like I'm going to try to hug a few more ladies' thighs... Hmph, my emotional intelligence isn't practiced in vain."

"Hey, it's a pity that the new king is a man, and I don't know how to do banana magic."

Rhodes sighed, feeling a little out of character.

But in order to survive, integrity or whatever, doesn't matter.

Even if he was asked to warm the bed for that stinky little girl Kashan every day, he could accept it.

But this is unrealistic, she is not a princess, she doesn't have such great energy.

In addition to hugging the thighs, the second method is self-reliance.

According to the information obtained so far, the human beings in this world are isolated and helpless, and there is a high probability that only this royal city is left.

Even if there are other fire king cities, they will definitely not be able to communicate with each other, let alone support each other.

Otherwise, Aunt Uther wouldn't have said something like the last human kingdom.

Then, this city trapped in darkness must be in great need of combat power.

If he can show a lot of potential, they won't kill him easily.

If he can be worth five divisions, then it is probably okay for the princess to wear black silk to show him.

But the problem is that he should not actually pass the final test of the trial of fire, nor ignite the soul.

There must be something wrong in this that caused their misjudgment.

The biggest suspect is naturally that strange dream.

Many of his questions required going back to the dream world to find answers.

"But how am I going to get back?"

Rhodes was a little worried.

"Go to Sister Nun for a set of health care?"

Although this is a logical idea, it does not make sense when you think about it carefully.

If he goes back to Uther Medical Center, most likely Aunt Uther will go to battle in person. This taste is too heavy, and his small body can't stand it.

It is also unrealistic to specify that it is unrealistic to ask Sister Sister to do it, which will definitely offend Aunt Uther.

The only way is to change to a church medical clinic.

However, it is impossible for an unfamiliar club to let him prostitute for free, and he must be charged for it.

According to Aunt Uther, their church medical clinic seems to be a very high-end club.

The high-end club's health care must be expensive.

Rhodes took out the weekly salary just paid to him from one of his pockets.

There are seven silver coins in total, the largest is no more than the size of a thumb, and the smallest does not even have half a fingernail.

The silver coin is made of fine workmanship, with anti-friction patterns on the edge. The front is the head of Trorian, the founder of the legendary King City and the human hero, and the back is a burning flame, surrounded by large shields and sharp swords.

This is the silver cord, the currency of the Trorian kingdom.

Seven silver coins totaled twenty-two silver cords.

Rhodes took out a silver note from the other pocket.

About the size of two thumbs, it is equally delicate and light, with a hollowed-out pattern, somewhat soft in texture, and proved to be made of sterling silver, with a sun motif on the front and a flaming crown on the back.

Twenty silver cords in face value.

From the perspective of the currency, it is obvious that there are transactions and markets in the kingdom, and the population should exceed 10 million.

Otherwise, there is no need to issue currency, and the rationing system will be implemented directly.

However, the currency is made of precious metal, and it is not pure credit currency, which proves that their currency concept is not advanced enough, and it is not a real free market.

There should be some items that are under control and cannot be bought with money alone.

This is in line with the current situation. When a regime faces a strong external threat, it will inevitably use power to allocate materials in a unified manner to maximize utilization.

In fact, the existence of money and a free market in this kingdom is an incredible thing.

Rhode weighed the money in his hand, a total of forty-two silver cables.

According to Wayne, a bucket of blue mushroom soup costs one silver cable, a cup of blue lamp grass fruit wine is two silver cables, and a full stomach costs three silver cables a day.

The forty-two silver cables, no matter how much you save, will only be enough for half a month.

According to this consumption, the big health care in high-end clubs should start at least 1,000 silver cables, right?

Then doesn't he have to save five months of money to go to a dream?

"No, five months is too long. The daylilies are getting cold, and my grave grass may be ten meters high."

Rhodes finds it hard to accept.

Are you going to work?

"Well... as long as there is a free market, there should be many opportunities to make money. Maybe I can look for it."

Rhodes silently recorded this matter as one of the options.

However, what he really wants is prostitution.

For example, the medical services at Uther Church before will definitely be reimbursed as official business, and it is impossible for White Wolf to pay for him.

Not his father.

"But, how can you prostitute for nothing?"

While thinking about this issue, Rhode put away the distributed items one by one, mainly books, as well as clothes, scales, squares and other tools.

He took another comfortable hot shower, washed all the dust and blood on his body, threw away his tattered clothes, and changed into the school uniform of Kingworth College.

When Rhode stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror again, the whole person was completely new, with a clean face, wet hair, pale eyes with strange charm, and a brand-new, tailored light blue robe. A sunny and bookish big boy appeared in front of him.

call.

Rhode let out a long breath, and the boy in the mirror also let out a big breath.

He has experienced too many things on this day. He has persisted until now with superhuman perseverance and strong desire to survive.

His spirit was already exhausted, and he didn't want to think about so many complicated things, he just wanted to lie down in bed and have a good rest.

Although his reason told him that he couldn't sleep yet, his body honestly walked towards the bed.

All thoughts were interrupted when his head touched the soft pillow.