Traveler In the World

The mainland calendar year 1909, the country of Amestris, Ishbar.

Relying on the broken wall that was rough and yellowed by the sandstorm of the desert and the baptism of war, Yi Daoren touched his chest, took out a crumpled cigarette case from his blue military uniform, and took out the last one that only had A bit of cigarette paper was connected, and it almost broke into two cigarettes, with a wry smile.

"When will this kind of murderous day end?"

There was no one around Yi Daoren, so his emotions were not for others to hear.

Besides, if there were other people, Yi Dao people would not dare to feel so emotional. If he was accidentally found out by the supervisor, even if he saved a beating, he would still be scolded.

His feelings were just for himself to hear.

Yi Dao Ren is not from this country of Amestris, or it can be said that he is not from this world at all!

Yi Dao Ren was originally an ordinary person in his twenties in China. He opened a small supermarket and lived a safe and stable life. Maybe in a few years, he would marry and raise children on a blind date. life.

But I don't know the reason, maybe it was a joke by the gods, maybe it was a prank by the devil, when Yi Daoren woke up one morning, he suddenly found that he was not lying on his bed, but lying at an intersection.

This made Yi Daoren stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he thought that someone was playing tricks on him again.

But then he didn't think so.

The street buildings full of exotic flavors and the pedestrians with deep facial features and faces that are completely different from the Chinese people, let Yi Dao people know that things are not easy.

What's even more difficult, Yi Daoren found that he could actually understand the words of those foreigners!

Yi Daoren dared to swear to God that those words were languages ​​he had never heard before, let alone learned. But after those words reached his ears, he naturally understood the meaning!

Confused, when Yi Daoren was about to ask someone to ask, he was suddenly bumped by a man who broke out. Then, when he heard an old man calling out a stinky boy, the back of his head hit the slate on the ground and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was already in the home of an alchemist named Charlie.

That year was 1905 on the mainland calendar.

"It's been almost four years, I don't know if those **** and parents still remember me..." He put the cigarette that was about to be broken in two in the palm of his hand, and then closed his hands, Yi Daoren's eyes blurred for a while : "However, even if I remembered me, I wouldn't recognize it now... After all, I've been in this slaughterhouse for almost a year."

Slaughterhouse, this name Yidao person did not say a single cent wrong, or it was very appropriate.

But this slaughterhouse did not slaughter chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, but people!

Last year, in the year 1908 of the continental calendar, when the civil war in Ishbar became more and more intense, the President of the State of Amestris, Kim Bradley, signed Presidential Decree No. 3066 to put national alchemists in Ishbar. battlefield. Then, the Ishbal people faced a one-sided slaughter!

It is because of this that Yidao people came to Ishbal.

Of course, he had only been in this world for three years at that time, and he would never become a national alchemist anyway. Alchemists of that level are only a thousand people in the entire country of Amestris. Compared with the country of Amestris, which has almost 50 million people, it can be said that they are the elites of no one in the world. Talent!

Although Yi Daoist is quite shrewd, he still has a long way to go from that kind of elite.

However, Yi Dao Ren is not a national alchemist, Charlie is!

Charlie, the Alchemist of Ashes, is one of the most powerful minions in the country of Amestris to catch criminals, and an existence that makes the criminals of the country of Amestris terrified.

After discovering that Yi Dao Ren, who had just come to this world, was knocked unconscious by his grandson, Charlie took Yi Dao Ren to his home and paid for treatment.

After that, he knew from Charlie's mouth that the world was no longer the changer of the earth. In the case of homelessness, he lived in Charlie's house until he came to Ishbar, a crazy human slaughter last year, instead of Charlie. until the field.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the Yidao people would not have the opportunity to replace Charlie to become a national alchemist, but this time was different.

When Charlie, who has been dealing with criminals for the country of Amestris, saw the call-up order, he knew what the call-up order represented... Slaughter, naked slaughter!

Charlie, who was already old and wanted to live a stable life, finally left the pocket watch and the call-up order representing his identity as an alchemist at home and disappeared.

When the military personnel of the country of Amestris came to the door, only the Yi Daoist who had learned some basic alchemy was in Charlie's house. Therefore, in order to avoid the military personnel who had not recruited the national alchemist, they would The name of the national alchemist who had learned some of Charlie's ashes alchemy was transferred to Ishbal.

"Hey!" It sounded like the sound when the wires on the earth leaked, and at the same time, a blue electric light flashed in the hands of Yi Daoren. When Yi Daoren opened his hands, only a little cigarette attached to the cigarette paper had returned to the brand new appearance when it left the factory!

"Understand, decompose, and reconstitute. Alchemy is such a convenient ability, it's as if it has become an omnipotent factory."

Alchemy is a technology that can change the composition and shape of matter and create another kind of matter. It is a magical technology that can transform knowledge into power.

The basic principle is equivalent exchange. The quality and elements of raw materials and refined substances must be the same. For example, metal can only be refined into metal, water can only be refined into water-related things, and metal can never be refined into water or wood. something like that.

The refining process is divided into three steps: understanding, decomposition, and reconstruction.

Studying and understanding the composition of things in advance, decomposing them after understanding, and finally reconstructing them according to one's own understanding, this is the alchemy of this world!

But to complete these three steps, the alchemist needs to have his own refining formation.

Forming an array is the foundation of becoming an alchemist. The spirit of an alchemist uses the forming array to connect the forces in nature to analyze things, understand things, and finally decompose them to reconstitute them.

But each alchemist's formation design is different, except for the circle that represents the cycle of power.

All the formation formations are based on the circular shape. The circle must have a center point, and the upward force concentrated from the circumference to the center point is gathered, that is, the cycle of force is equal to the force of consent. In addition, the circle also represents the process of refining or the time cycle required for operation, and represents the process required for refining and the construction formula of the composition of matter.

The construction formula is something that represents the composition and refining process of matter. After combining the construction formula with the circle, the refining array is completed. Then the alchemist sends the idea into the refining array, and the refining can be activated. .

However, due to the difference in personal cognition, understanding and construction methods, even if the same thing is to be refined, the refining array drawn by each alchemist will be different, and some refining arrays will be composed of pictures and words. , and some are composed of simple formations.

Of course, an alchemist with good enough ability can use a relatively simple forging formation to carry out complex formations. Legend has it that some people can make formations without formations.

Putting the cigarette in his mouth, Yi Daoren took out the windproof lighter and lit it, then took a deep breath, letting the breath of the tobacco rush into his lungs, and then spit it out.

In fact, Yi Dao people don't like the smell of tobacco very much, but compared to the dense gunpowder smoke and the lingering smell of blood, Yi Dao people feel that it is better to let the smell of tobacco permeate their whole body.

"Click, click..."

Suddenly, a small sound came from a corner not far away. It was the sound of people walking on gravel.

A bitter smile appeared on his face. After Yi Daoren shook his head slightly and sighed, he closed the cigarette he had just inhaled in the palm of his hand, and wrapped it in a special military glove painted with a formation.

Amidst the shredded and messy footsteps, a brown-skinned man with red eyes full of panic and resentment, dressed in Ishbal national costume, walked in carefully from the corner with an old firearm, and saw that he was wearing a military uniform. After the Yi Dao Ren, his complexion changed, and he directly raised the gun and aimed it at Yi Dao Ren!

But before he could pull the trigger, Yi Daoren evaded the muzzle with a flick of his body, and suddenly flashed in his hand a reaction that was not much different from the electric light, and then a dark red lustre of smoke quickly filled the man. around, wrap it around!

"Ah~" The man let out an incomparably harsh scream.

The smoke with a dark red luster has a scorching heat that twists the air, so after being wrapped in smoke, the man is like being thrown into a fire and roasted, and the smoke enters his throat and nasal cavity with his breathing. , to stimulate his delicate and fragile internal tissues!

"I hope your faith can redeem you." After praying in a low voice, Yi Daoren neatly pulled out the pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger at the man who screamed in pain and his voice became more and more hoarse.

"boom!"

Scarlet blood and brain tissue resembling tofu splattered, and a man with a gun in the eyebrows fell to the ground with endless unwillingness and resentment in his eyes, and stopped moving.

There was no fear when killing people, no discomfort when killing people, Yi Daoist just glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground with regret.

The fear and discomfort of killing people, this kind of emotion that would only make him distracted on the battlefield and become a number on the list of those killed in battle, had long since been consumed by this slaughterhouse.

The most he can do is to pray for the other party to be redeemed by the **** they believe in... Of course, that's only when he kills the other party.

Although there is no fear and discomfort, as a human being, after killing the same kind with one's own hands, there is still a feeling of sadness. For this kind of feeling, you need to pray that the other party can be redeemed for comfort. Otherwise, he worries that he will become a machine that only knows how to kill!

Although the Yidao people are now somewhat indifferent to killing people, they even killed hundreds of Ishbal people with their own hands. But it doesn't matter to kill... He doesn't realize that he is a lunatic who likes to kill!

"click...click..."

The sound of footsteps on the gravel was brought by Ishbal's almost unstoppable sandstorm, causing Yi Dao Ren who was about to put away his pistol to frown.

After listening for a while, he leaned against the wall and made a tactical gesture, but his heart sank.

"Damn it, why are there so many people all of a sudden? I checked it out when I came here to rest, there should be no one around!"

Yi Dao Ren is not a powerful national alchemist, he is just a third-rate alchemist with some ash alchemy fur. Even if he has been strengthened a lot by the stimulation of the battlefield, he is at best second-rate. Facing multiple enemies, he has to fight hard. More likely to fall into the despair of being killed and dying!

What's even worse is that he has been hunting for a day. The cigarette that helped him kill the Ishbar people just now was the last material he used to perform the alchemy of ashes, and the gun in his hand only had three bullets!

"If that **** Roy Mustang would teach me how good the alchemy of fire is, it belongs to the alchemy of controlling flames, even if the construction is different, it can make me much better than I am now, much stronger!" After complaining aloud, Yi Daoren closed his mouth again as the footsteps got closer and closer. Complaining about it can make him relax a bit, but if you expose yourself, it will not be worth the loss.

But to be honest, Yi Daoren really wanted to get the alchemy of flames, but he also knew that it was almost impossible.

The alchemist has a very deep genre plot. Just like the ancient Chinese sects in his original world, the secrets belonging to the genres will never be publicized to outsiders. Roy Mustang's Alchemy of Fire is a certain genre of alchemy.

And Roy Mustang, whom Yi Dao people met after entering this slaughterhouse, was a powerful national alchemist with the title of Alchemist of Flames, and was also a soldier of the State of Amestris, with the rank of Major.

Suddenly, the small footsteps disappeared.

His brows furrowed even tighter, Yi Daoren held the gun in his hand tightly, sweat slowly seeping out of his forehead.

"Shhh!"

A blue shadow flashed with a shiny object and landed on the ground, and then a surprised voice sounded: "Yi?"

The familiar voice made Yi Dao Ren who almost pulled the trigger heaved a sigh of relief, then leaned against the wall weakly and sat down.

"Shuz, it's you!"

"I found an Ishbal man coming in here, and then I heard gunshots, so I came over to have a look. I didn't expect you to be here too." A man with glasses, whose face is rarely indifferent and bleak than the one in the slaughterhouse The man walked out from the corner, picked up the jacket and mirror that were used to spy on the ground, and walked slowly towards Yi Daoren. After glancing at the cigarette case without cigarettes on the ground, he also sat down against the wall.

The man's name is Maas Hughes, an elite soldier who graduated from the Non-commissioned Officer Military Academy.

Pulling the corners of his mouth weakly, Yi Daoren smiled and said, "Then I am really lucky. If there is another Ishbal person, I will almost explain it here."

Maas Hughes was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly: "This is war."

"War?" After twitching the corners of his mouth in a disdainful tone, Yi Daoren didn't say anything, just looked up at the dazzling blue sky and the dazzling white clouds.

War, that's a term only used by both sides with almost offensive and defensive capabilities! And here, it's just a slaughterhouse for the slaughter of the Ishbar people!

However, Yi Daoren also knew that he had no position to say anything. After all, he was also one of the slaughterers, so he just stared at the clear sky and clean white clouds no matter what happened. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The Yi Daoist didn't speak, and Maas Huiz also had nothing to say, especially when he looked at the Ishbal people who fell on the ground not far away, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Shortly after the two of them rested silently against the wall, there was another sound of footsteps, making Daoist Yi Zheng, who was looking at the sky in confusion, sit up straight, and clenched the gun in his hand.

But as soon as he held the gun, Yi Daoren immediately remembered that his gun only had three bullets, and couldn't help but complained that he had relaxed for a while, and forgot to ask Maas Huoz if he had any extra bullets. I only remembered now after hearing footsteps.

"Shuz, do you have any extra bullets? I only have three."

"Only three bullets?" Glancing at the crumpled cigarette case again, Maas Huez silently removed two clips from his tactical belt and gave them to Yi Dao Ren: "I'll give you two first. But you Don't worry, it should be Roy and the others who came here, and I made an agreement with him to meet at this place."

"Major Mustang and the others?" Yi Daoren, who was about to replace the magazine after taking the magazine, was stunned for a moment, then continued to take out the magazine with only three bullets, and replaced the magazine that Maas Huez gave him. The guns they use are all standard guns of the country of Amestellis, and they are not worried about the type of bullets.

Just after Yi Daoren changed the pistol magazines, two men, a man and a woman, in the military uniforms of the Armestris country walked out from the corner.

"Roy, Second Lieutenant Hawkeye!" After seeing the two of them, Maas Hughes got up and greeted them.

"Hello, Major Mustan, Second Lieutenant Hawkeye." After seeing that it was indeed his own, Yi Daoren also greeted Maas Huoz.

The person who came was Roy Mustang and Roy Mustang's partner, Lisa Hawkeye, whom he also knew.