Capítulo 64: MD-Chapter 64 Knowledge from the Book
Although the Eye of Horus was an unexpected gain, it sparked new ideas in Arthur.
Arthur wasn't quite sure what kind of person Randolph was.
His first plan was to find some computer-related books to learn hacking skills. The idea was to remotely monitor Randolph and, if things went well, gather some necessary evidence.
Then, on a dark, moonless night, he could knock Randolph out, stuff him in a bag, and drop him off at the police station.
Problem solved.
But now... with the Eye of Horus, could he use it to watch Randolph directly?
"Hmm, I really am a genius!"
Arthur glanced around the study one last time, feeling lucky to have found this book first.
Despite Lily's harsh words that he could use any book in the room and it didn't matter if he didn't return it, the spotless state of the room showed that she cleaned it often.
If she didn't care, why clean it so often?
"Hard on the outside, soft on the inside."
Arthur shook his head. If he really took apart all the books in this room, she'd probably end up crying under her blanket.
He opened the door to leave.
Lily stood there with her arms crossed, using her usual haughty tone: "What sneaky things did you do in there? You even locked the door?"
"When did you get here?"
Arthur was stunned. His hearing was incredibly sharp, yet he hadn't noticed her at the door.
It must have been because he was distracted while using the Eye of Horus.
"None of your business..."
Lily squeezed past Arthur into the room and exaggeratedly sniffed around before saying, "Why don't I smell a fishy odor?"
"..."
Arthur was silent for two seconds before answering: "Fishy smell?"
"Mind your business." Lily glared at him. "Can't I read about it in books?"
"No problem!"
Arthur raised his hands in surrender and thought to himself: "Why is she reacting so fast this time?"
Lily rolled her eyes at Arthur, went to the bookshelf, and picked out a few books to give to him: "I don't know your level, but if you're starting from scratch, these are the best for you. Let's go, time for breakfast."
"..."
Arthur looked at the books, not sure what to say.
Should he tell her that he was already ready to leave the sea of knowledge?
He just thanked her, took the books, and followed her.
They went into the living room where breakfast was simple - sandwiches with bread and lettuce, a cup of milk each, and two fried eggs.
After breakfast, Arthur took the initiative to do the dishes.
When he finished, he came out of the kitchen and saw Lily holding a pile of clothes: "You don't seem to have many clothes. They were my father's. If you don't mind, you can wear them."
"Thank you."
Arthur took the clothes with both hands and looked at the pile of books on the table.
Lily looked annoyed: "What a hassle."
Then she put the books on top of the clothes: "I prepared a set of keys for you. They're on the wall by the door. You can go out and wander around, and if you can, feel free to get lost. There are so many people who go missing every year; one more won't matter. Also, I suggest you get a job while you're out there...not having an ID is a problem, but there's always a way, right? Oh, and don't bother me in my room. I'm working on a big art project. If you interrupt, don't blame me if I get mad!"
"Right, right, Lily of the society, flat-chested but wild at heart!"
Arthur nodded quickly.
Lily nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't until Arthur returned to his room with the clothes that she realized, "Who the hell are you calling flat-chested?"
Arthur heard Lily's angry scream from outside his door and nodded silently, "Hmm, now that's the normal reaction speed!"
He laid the clothes on the bed and inspected them. They were very clean, though a bit old-fashioned in style.
He chose a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt.
Looking in the mirror, he felt that the outfit made him look ten years older...
He chuckled and didn't mind.
What really bothered him was... there was no underwear.
Wearing those stiff jeans was quite uncomfortable.
"It's a good thing my body was strengthened, otherwise I wouldn't be able to bear these old jeans."
Listening carefully to the silence outside, Arthur quietly opened the door.
Lily's room was silent, indicating that she was probably engrossed in her "big art project. Arthur could smell the paint and turpentine even through the door.
She was probably painting in her room.
He took the opportunity to tiptoe downstairs. He hadn't really looked around yesterday, but now he saw that the so-called martial arts hall on the first floor wasn't very big.
It was completely empty, without even a wooden dummy.
Arthur shook his head and went to the door, where he saw the set of keys Lily had mentioned hanging on the wall.
He took them, opened the door, and stepped out into the street.
With a totally different style and appearance.
Last night was just a glimpse; today, Arthur finally saw the difference between this era and the World War II era.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of Steve.
In the movie, after being a popsicle for seventy years, Steve walks out onto the street and looks at the people, the tall buildings, and the busy traffic.
Different scenery, different culture... What did he feel?
Arthur could understand something, but it wasn't as deep as what Steve must have felt.
After all, Steve was really from that time... but Arthur was not.
With his hands in his pockets, Arthur walked down the street, not expecting to find who he was looking for so easily.
But after walking a short distance, he heard some unusual sounds.
The sound of fists striking a person!
Arthur had heard this sound many times before and could easily recognize it. He immediately turned and walked towards the source of the sound.
In a narrow alley, he saw a group of thugs at work.
Their job, of course, was bullying someone.
The person being bullied was already on the ground, while a freckle-faced youngster was searching his body.
Arthur arrived just in time to see this scene and was almost shocked: "Wow… didn't expect you guys to be into this sort of thing."
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Capítulo 65: MD-Chapter 65 A Friend with a Bad Brain
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The freckle-faced boy was rummaging through the man's belongings on the ground.
When he heard Arthur's voice, his face darkened and he turned his head. He hadn't even seen who it was yet, but he was usually ready to yell 'Beat him up'. However, when he saw Arthur, he was momentarily stunned and the words changed to: "We can't beat him..."
Indeed, they couldn't. Last night, Arthur had defeated several of them in a matter of seconds.
While he knew they couldn't win, his companions were confused.
They had been caught doing something shady, and 'beat him up' was understandable, but how did it turn into 'we can't beat him'?
Should they fight or not?
While they hesitated, Arthur had already approached them. He glanced at the freckle-faced boy, not recognizing any of the others.
The black artist he had admired last night was not among them.
"Good to see you," Arthur said to the freckle-faced boy. "Now, can you get off your same-sex friend?"
The standing boys exchanged glances. Was this a friend?
They all looked at the freckle-faced boy who reluctantly got off his same-sex friend.
His face was contorted with rage!
Arthur ignored him and looked at the guy lying on the ground, crouching down to pat his face, "Are you all right?"
"Not really, can you call the police for me?"
The guy on the ground said, looking disheveled and dirty.
Arthur's face darkened, "If you can still talk, then it means that you're alive. If your belongings haven't been stolen, get up and walk away. This is none of your business..."
"Are you going to fight them?"
The man on the ground stood up in confusion, "I admire your courage!"
Then he stormed off.
Arthur watched him go and then looked at the freckle-faced youth, "Where did you find this character?"
The freckle-faced youth swallowed hard, "What do you want?"
"Nothing much."
Arthur thought for a moment and said, "It feels a little strange to talk like that..."
Including the freckle-faced boy, they were all puzzled. What was wrong with the way he was talking?
Arthur sneered, "I don't like people talking to me standing up!
About ten seconds later, all four of them, including the freckle-faced boy, were lying on the ground, mouths agape and eyes slanted, having been beaten up again by Arthur.
"This is much better."
Arthur nodded in satisfaction after looking at his handiwork.
The freckle-faced boy and his crew were stunned. If you don't like people standing and talking to you, you should have just said so... If you had told us to lie down and talk, we would have done so. Was it necessary to beat us?
They were all very upset, and some of them looked at the freckle-faced young man reproachfully, as if to say, "What kind of friends do you have?
The freckle-faced youth felt even more insulted. Who the hell is this guy's friend? How unlucky can you get?
Arthur's next action made the freckle-faced boy realize that things could get even worse.
Seeing Arthur crouching in front of him and reaching out with his evil hand, the freckle-faced youngster almost screamed, "What are you doing?"
He let out a girlish cry of alarm.
"Be good and don't move or I'll hit you."
Arthur said very gently.
Tears welled up in the freckled boy's eyes, "Be gentle..."
Arthur twitched. What the hell, that trope again?
"So Young and so uncultured..."
Arthur shook his head and fished a wallet out of the boy's pocket, opening it to find quite a bit of money, "You're pretty loaded, huh?"
With a flick of his fingers, Arthur deftly pocketed a wad of cash.
The smooth operation left the freckle-faced youth speechless.
Arthur's attention then shifted to another young thug, his eyes pensive.
The others quickly understood, for few were as clueless as the freckle-faced youth.
They promptly handed over their wallets...
"Look at you, you guys are too nice!" Arthur said, feigning embarrassment. "Friends don't have to be so polite. Well, if you insist, I won't refuse."
The young thugs were furious. Who are your friends?
This is a robbery!
Robbery I Say!!!
Where are the police when you need them?! We want to call the police!!!
After collecting their money, Arthur patted his now bulging pockets, feeling quite satisfied. He still had to buy some underwear later!
...
Arthur didn't wander around for long. Although he didn't want to get lost, he strangely felt a bit lazy.
After a short walk, he longed for a cozy bed to take a good nap.
So, after about half an hour, Arthur went back.
When he opened the door, he saw Lily standing in the middle of the dojo, striking a strange pose.
Their eyes met... Neither spoke, their gazes locked, creating an awkward silence filled with tension.
Lily's embarrassment was almost palpable!
Arthur blinked, "Did I interrupt your practice?"
"No..." Lily huffed and stormed upstairs.
"Are you embarrassed because I caught you practicing?" Arthur scratched his head.
Lily suddenly turned around and glared at Arthur.
Arthur grinned.
Lily stomped over to Arthur and grabbed his wrist.
"Hey, hey... I was just joking, no need to get physical. Besides, you can't beat me..."
"Less nonsense, follow me. I need you for something!"
She dragged Arthur upstairs.
Feeling confused, Arthur followed her.
He watched as she kicked open her room door with a bang, leaving him speechless.
The room was simple, with a bed and a computer desk, the large room mostly empty.
There was a chair in the open area, with an easel set up nearby.
Lily pushed Arthur into the chair, took a deep breath, and said in an almost accusatory tone, "I need you to do me a favor.
"Fix the door?"
Arthur glanced at her room door and said, "Do you have a grudge against it because it's taller than you?"
Lily's mind went blank for a moment. "What was I going to say?"
"I once knew a friend with a bad brain. He always forgot what to say next when talking to me." Arthur sighed.
Lily was fuming. Who's fault is that?!
After a long pause, she remembered her purpose: "I need to paint the Instructor!!!"
(End of the chapter)
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