Chapter 76: Evijin

　　The caravan of the Evikins, one of the countless branch clans of Tsygannia, is mysterious and warm. It clanks past the walls of the First Truth University, allowing ancient stories and modern technology to blend at this moment.

　　Unfortunately, although the guys across the street were also carrying guns and rifles, it was clear that none of them could win a Pulitzer Prize. Everyone looked solemnly and dangerously at the clan wandering the land, but no one dared to step beyond the line.

　　There was no other reason, because outside the tarpaulin of the caravan was clearly hung the private logo of [Shajin], a P45-level executive under Diamond, the head of the Strategic Investment Department of Interstellar Peace Company and a bad asset liquidation expert, one of the ten people of Shixin.

　　Even in the underworld where talented people abound, few dare to provoke this gentleman, and the story of the gold dust is well known to everyone:

　　He turned around from a slave worth only sixty red copper coins to become a senior executive, and obtained the power of command with his own strength. Besides being inspiring, this impressive record is enough to scare everyone.

　　Lingshi, this word is enough to be elected as the word of the year in the underground world. No one knows how powerful a Lingshi is, but everyone knows that Luofu’s general is a hunting Lingshi.

　　If these rumors were not enough to scare some young people who were just starting out, then the tragedy of the Kartika clan was enough to make these guys go home crying to their mothers. No one knew what means Sha Jin used, people only knew that the feud between the Evikin and Kartika clans had finally come to an end in history books.

　　(Player: Don’t worry about how he died. This is how I arranged the world line.)

　　On this basis, Shajin became one of the people who must not be provoked. The Evikin clan, whom he protected, also benefited from this and finally got a break from generations of oppression.

　　"Jason, I know what you mean, but how do we get in?"

　　Peter the dog crouched stealthily in the corner, observing through the cracks in the wall the wandering clans who had stopped to repair their homes. For some unknown reason, these Evikins, who could have relied on the company's executives to enjoy a good life, insisted on abiding by the ancient precepts and creating wealth with their own hands.

　　"I have an elder brother," the ranger said suddenly without thinking, "He is the first son of my adoptive father, and he has Romani blood in his body."

　　Roma is another name for Tsygansk.

　　"So? You mean, because of your non-blood-related brother, you are also an honorary Roma? And Yinzhi and I, because we are your friends, can also join your ranks of honorary Roma?"

　　Does such a strange and arbitrary way of dividing people into different races really exist?

　　Jason touched his chin and said, "I mean, we can use his identity to establish a relationship. My brother's last name is Grayson. His family was a famous acrobatic troupe back then, and they were best at the trapeze show."

　　Peter felt like he had touched some incredible vest. It was not his fault, because he had a new friend with a powerful family relationship and an old friend whose gossip network spread throughout Midtown High School.

　　He is from Luo Fu. He has an older brother named Grayson, and he also knows the Pure Knight. Most importantly, they have never appeared at the same time.

　　Jason Todd, you are such a perfunctory guy who puts a red plastic bucket on your head and punches two holes on the outside of the bucket, have you ever really cared about your vest?

　　Jason is still talking about his plans:

　　"This is also a trend of the new era. I call it shared ancestors. To be honest, my inspiration comes from European genealogy. As long as we are related to each other, we can all share the heritage of our ancestors."

　　I think the eldest son of the Wayne family may not be willing to share ancestors with you. The Gotham gossip tabloids said that he is not even willing to share his father with you.

　　"What do you think, Peter?" Jason asked suddenly.

　　Spider-Man spoke out the above words without any preparation.

　　Peter looked at Jason in horror, then at Yinzhi, and then at... Oh, Professor Latio had left. Maybe he really couldn't stand the stupid atmosphere here. He looked at Jason again.

　　"It's okay. I don't mind him sharing my ancestry. If he wants, I can add his name to my family tree overnight, so that he can become an honorary Luofu person."

　　It's really fun for a guy with no memory to make fun of his ancestors.

　　"Hey, the identity of a Luofu person is very valuable!" It can be sold for a lot of gold coins on the black market!

　　Jason swore that if Dick was willing to reveal his identity as an honorary Rover, he wouldn't even have to show his face and butt to pick up girls in the future, and some people would even be willing to pay for it.

　　As for whether Dick was first taken away by the Ten Kings because he used the long-life genes to confuse the short-life genes after the absurdity, or was hunted down because his true identity was exposed, that was not within Jason's consideration.

　　In short, taking advantage of the night, the three amazing geniuses got in touch with the simple and kind-hearted Evikin people, in the identities of the two Grayson brothers and their distant cousin.

　　At least that was true about Grayson's brother.

　　Lying on the top floor of the caravan assigned to them by the beautiful-eyed Evikins, the three cobblers looked at the stars as they staggered out of New York. The night in late summer and early autumn was still hot, but the cool breeze was as gentle as a serenade.

　　In the swaying moonlight, Peter sat up in shock from his dying illness: "I have to go to school tomorrow!"

　　"Heh..." Jason yawned lazily, "Don't worry, I have arranged everything. Your whole class has been selected to participate in the three-day trip to Luofu. They think you left early, but Aunt Mei thinks you are with everyone."

　　Originally, Jason wanted to take a three-day tour of Gotham, so at least he wouldn't have to cause trouble for Rove, but unfortunately, the mentally ill people in Gotham are too outstanding, so now anyone who goes to Gotham is considered a mental patient.

　　Peter flopped back down, having changed out of his handmade Spider suit with his vest falling off, accepted the pajamas offered by the Evitkin, and lost his twenty dollars.

　　As for Yinzhi, this guy actively learned his lesson and finally stopped insisting on the knight's shining all the time, but he still maintained the necessary neatness. He obediently wore his own rose pajamas and fell asleep peacefully with praises for the goddess in his arms.

　　By the way, Jason's pajamas were made by his dear butler grandfather, but as for the bunch of bats printed on them, no one knows who did it.

　　At this time, the First University of Truth was still investigating the traitor, and the old guys from the Knowledge Society rushed to the scene overnight, each of them wanting to catch the great congming who was carrying the Jianmu fruit with him as soon as possible.

　　Doctor Zhenli walked past the crowd impatiently and passed by the inspection team.

　　"Hello - Professor, are you there?"

　　The voice of a noisy peacock came from the headset, and Latio looked straight ahead, as if what he just said was just an illusion.

　　"Don't be such a pity, Professor. Isn't the plan going well?"

　　The voice in the headset continued chattering:

　　"As you and I speculated, the three people carrying the treasure left New York under cover, but I didn't expect them to use such an excuse. Haha, it's really interesting. I admire him a little bit."

　　"Is this your clever plan to let those mercenaries run wild on the streets of New York?"

　　"Alas, this is not my idea. It was Osvaldo from the Marketing Department. He has coveted New York for a long time. He even used a lot of his connections to cause a big commotion in New York. If he fails to capture New York this time, he will be in trouble~"

　　"So you sent the three of them out, even brazenly using your own symbol. You've already figured out how you're going to die, right?"

　　"You're saying it as if Osvaldo will let me go if I don't do this. My life has always been hanging by a thread. What's more, the identity of that Luofu kid is not simple. There are many benefits to taking Luofu's direct train."

　　Doctor Truth heard the jingle coming from his headset: "Where are you? The caravan you drove yourself?"

　　"Well, rich people always have to recall their childhood after living for too long." Sha Jin sat in the driving seat of the caravan, humming ancient ballads, and passing down the stories of Evikin from generation to generation.

　　"Don't be so mad, Professor. I made twenty dollars on the side."

　　"Why, the company went bankrupt, and a P45 executive has to drive for others to make a living?"

　　“Every penny has its use.”

　　Jason nearly rolled off the roof of the caravan.

　　He opened his eyes with lingering fear, glaring at the little red bird that was standing on his chest and singing. The early morning sunlight was cold and refreshing, casting a hazy halo on the bird's fluffy feathers.

　　The cheerful little bird saw Jason open his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and then raised his tail -

　　“Chichi—chichi!”

　　The bird flapped its wings, left behind a few feathers, and flew away angrily. Jason successfully defended his bat pajamas.

　　"H-- Jason, good morning." Peter sat up sleepily and scratched his messy head out of habit. He didn't know whether the interior of the Evikin caravan was comfortable or not, but at least the roof was quite soft.

　　Poor little Spider, he would never know that this would be the most luxurious mattress he had ever slept on in his life.

　　He looked around: "Where is this place? Where is Yinzhi?"

　　"Good morning, friends. I hope you have a perfect day. I just came back from the creek next to me. The pure stream is truly a perfect creation of nature and a gift of pure beauty to the world..."

　　Yinzhi poked his head out from the woods nearby. It was obvious that he had finished washing up and even had time to wipe the armor that had been soiled yesterday. The sun shone on him lovingly, and he was as perfect as ever.

　　"Stop, stop. Why don't you take us to see the stream you mentioned? Let us also feel the beauty of nature."

　　Jason stopped this boastful monster. He and Peter jumped off the roof of the car and followed Silver Branch into the grove, where they washed themselves with water from a small river that was neither clear nor dirty, but slightly turbid and a little fishy.

　　The cold water splashed on his face, and the sudden loss of temperature made his mind calmer. Last night's encounter was too much of a coincidence, so he had to think carefully about his next step.

　　Sha Jin lit a bonfire according to the method he remembered. Various herbs lay on the crackling stone slabs. The aroma of the spices rose with the steam, which not only repelled mosquitoes but also made people clear-headed and bright-eyed. By the way, it also pointed the way to those who were lost.

　　"Good morning, the three Graysons."

　　He said with a smile, looking at the three, no, two reckless guys covered with grass leaves and branches, with a clean and refreshed body.