Boot Chip

The yellow parchment roll has already been used halfway. There are densely packed black letters written on it.

Tucci touched the skin roll, it was soft and somewhat thin.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, a stuttering voice came from a corner of the bedroom.

Tucci only then remembered what his father had said earlier.

Follow the sound and look into the dark corner.

A delicate little girl with long hair is holding her knees in the shadow of the corner of the wall. Although somewhat vague, Tucci still remembered the other person's identity.

"Are you called Cecilia?" Tucci stood up and walked up to the little girl. He also remembered the other person's name.

"Yes, yes." The little girl cowered towards the corner of the wall. Seems a bit scared. Her eyes are a bit swollen, probably because she has been crying for a long time. There are also some dried tears on the face. "... Seras, may I ask if you have any instructions?" she asked in a low voice.

Tucci glanced at her slightly developed figure and shook her head slightly. Although I have learned from my memory that this world is similar to medieval Europe. They are very casual and open in their approach to sex. But in reality, as a soul of an adult in his twenties, he couldn't bear and didn't have this mood to ravage a little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

He still has a lot to do now and doesn't have time to pay attention to such things.

"Alright, I don't have any orders," Tucci clapped his hands hard. "Annie!! Annie!!"

The bedroom door opened with a click, and a woman dressed in gray maid attire respectfully walked in. "May I ask if you have any instructions?"

"Take this little girl out and find a room to settle down. I haven't... yet," Tucci paused and suddenly remembered his father's character. If he just pushed this little girl out like this, he might be thought that Cecilia had angered him, In addition, with Baron Kyle's means, Cecilia is estimated to have been voluntarily sent by her family to block the disaster. If I were to be sent back like this. Death is inevitable, and the best case scenario would be for this little girl to be sent to the escort team to act as

Tucci glanced at the little girl huddled in the corner, her face full of fear and unease. "I don't have much mood today, take her out and settle down. I'll deal with it in a few days," he said

The maid respectfully bowed and walked out of the bedroom with a timid Cecilia.

Tucci truly breathed a sigh of relief.

From time travel to the present. He has always been in a state of confusion and confusion.

Sitting upright in front of the writing desk, he picked up the white feather pen.

The feel of the pen body is very smooth, and the white feathers have a slight red at the end. I don't know what bird feathers it was taken from. Tucci felt a bit heavy holding it in his hand.

Under the candlelight, the white feathers reflect a faint yellow fluorescence, which is very beautiful.

"I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to play time travel directly." Tucci played with the feather pen in his hand, feeling lost in thought.

From Seras's memory, this world seems to be purely the era of cold weapons. Remote weapons only include bows, arrows, and javelins, and as for gunpowder, I have never heard of it at all. So in this era, personal force has a strong left and right power.

Seras's father, Baron Kyle, is so arrogant and ruthless, yet he still lives well, largely because he possesses strong combat abilities. Baron Kyle once participated in the Purple Flower Battle of the Kingdom of Rudin, which was a famous war that was so brutal that it greatly damaged the vitality of the Kingdom of Rudin. Warriors who can survive and emerge from that war are definitely not simple characters.

Skilled combat skills, strong physical fitness, smooth and powerful cross swordsmanship. These things led Baron Kyle to achieve a record of one person killing fifteen heavy cavalry.

In addition, with the infamous Odis Knight, even Viscount Candia was extremely wary of them when they were together.

In the current Kingdom of Rudin, a title is not an indicator of strength, only strength!

The power of the army! The power of the strong!

That's the fundamental confidence.

This is a pure era of fighting and killing. Just like the entire Baron Kyle collar. Even though Baron Kyle is extremely cruel and notorious, there are still not many lords who have moved away. This is the fundamental reason.

Leaving the protection of the lord, there is only a dead end in the hands of numerous bandits, thieves, and fugitives around. At present, it is a time of severe drought, and some food deprived bandits even cook human flesh directly. In this era, to reach another territory without military protection, not only courage is needed, but also the nearly 50% mortality rate.

However, this is completely different in Baron Kyle's collar.

The bandits around the territory have been cleared one by one by Baron Kyle and his guards. For Baron Kyle's notorious reputation, not only the people, but even the bandits have fled. So the Baron's Territory, including the Candia City, is considered a safe territory. At least half of the current city of Candia is supported by the reputation of Baron Kyle. This is also why Butler Ward was not polite to Viscount Candia.

Living under such a powerful lord, although occasionally fearful of his cruelty, is better than losing one's life anytime, anywhere. Anyway, no matter how cruel the lord is, there are only a few people who cause harm. With so many people in the entire territory, it's not necessarily his turn. Tucci estimates that this is the idea of many leaders.

Pick up the parchment roll on the table.

The letters above are a type of writing that Tucci has never seen before. It is a bit like English, and also a bit like Xizang Tibetan in China before.

"In terms of language in this world, it may be very difficult to relearn without integrating Seras' memories." Although Tucci speaks fluently to people, this is an instinctive imprint on his body.

The content in the language memory area is still residual. When he instinctively wants to express himself, he will directly call language symbol combinations from his brain memory, which means he doesn't have to relearn spoken language.

"But this kind of text looks very perfect..." Tucci frowned slightly as he looked at the parchment roll in his hand. The above content is a family history note he copied when he returned before.

"If only the previous chips were still there, since the text is so comprehensive, it would be very convenient to absorb knowledge from books."

Tucci habitually rubbed his left temple. This is the activation method for the implantation of bio assisted chips on Earth in previous lifetimes. He only subconsciously habitually does it.

"Drip!!"

Suddenly, a long cry rang out in his ear.

Tucci was taken aback. He had heard this voice countless times, so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. This is the sound of the bio assisted chip being activated while on Earth.

"Biochip number N18907 is at your service. Made by China Ali Company and supervised by the Artificial Intelligence Supervision Department." A sweet Chinese female voice rang in her mind.

Tucci is not panicking, he knows this is the first time there will be any advertising sound after opening. Just like how brand images appear when a TV is turned on. It's not that chips have intelligence.

As an auxiliary chip that everyone had in the 23rd century, biochips only have two functions.

Analysis and storage.

Analysis is just a basic logical modeling analysis, which comprehensively analyzes data from multiple disciplines such as mathematics and physics, and the results will be automatically input into the storage area.

Because of the fear of artificial intelligence affecting the human brain, chips lack intelligence and are still in a perfect companion state with the human brain, or simply a part of the human brain.

And storage, on the other hand, is an independent biological memory module that accompanies the brain, with a capacity far exceeding that of the human brain, and can remember all sensory information of images for thousands of years without any omission. The human brain can only remember up to 150 years at most.

"Surprisingly, even the chip was brought over?" Tucci couldn't believe it for a moment. My breathing became rapid, and I sat on the chair without making a sound. He needs some time to digest the impact of this event.

"However, there is also a possibility. It is said that the new generation chip I am using is directly embedded in the gene chain, and even if damaged, it will spontaneously repair like the liver. So, maybe my genes were also brought directly over?" Tucci speculates.

"Please name the chip." Sweet sounds echoed from the brain again.

"Number zero." Tucci unconsciously mentioned the name of the previous chip.

"The name has been confirmed, and the automatic initialization program for chip zero is about to self destruct. Wishing you a pleasant use. If you have any complaints or suggestions, please call 40355627. Thank you for your use." The female voice abruptly stopped.

Tucci knows that this is the final auxiliary sound of the chip. In the future, there will be machine sounds of no gender at all. And it directly extracts speech from one's own language memory area.

Tucci's heart was surging for a moment, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.

He is well aware of what possessing a biochip represents in this era of cold weapons.

The candle on the writing desk flickered with a faint yellow light. Illuminating Tucci's face, a thin layer of fluorescence is reflected.

In front of the writing desk is the window, which is covered with a layer of white paper like film on the wooden window, forming what Tu Bao called the window.

Tucci stood up and pushed open the wooden window.

With a creak, the wooden window opened outward.

A fresh night breeze blew in. It is also mixed with a faint fragrance of grass.

Tucci poked his head out of the window, wanting to calm down.

His bedroom is on the fourth floor of the earthen castle, looking out from the window.

In the distance, there are large black forests, like shadows. The wind blows the leaves and makes a loud noise, and a large number of unknown insect calls mix together.

Two sickle moons hang quietly in the night sky, casting a thin layer of white moonlight.

The only road leading to the small town outside, between the trees, was now faintly audible with the sound of horse hooves.

Tucci blew a cold breeze and his mind suddenly became slightly clearer. Under the moonlight, he saw at the end of the road, deep in the forest, a group of black knights slowly walking towards the earthen castle.

Several of these knights hold torches in their hands. The sitting horse occasionally snorted.

From a distance, the knight in charge seemed to be talking to someone behind him, occasionally emitting light laughter.

By the light of the torch, Tucci could barely see the appearance of the knight led by him.

His face was solemn, with a black mustache on his chin and long linen (mixed with gold and brown) hair draped over his shoulders. He had a strong physique and was wearing a silver white full body armor. It looks barbaric with a hint of nobility.

"It's my father, Baron Kyle." Tucci immediately recognized this person, after all, he had only seen him for a short time. And Seras also has a deep impression of it in his memory.

The Baron was holding the reins with black leather gloves on both hands. Just as Tucci looked over, he seemed to have noticed Tucci's gaze and turned his gaze towards this side.

Seeing Tucci looking at him by the window, he took off a glove and waved his hand towards him, showing a smile on his face. He nodded slightly towards Tucci, and the Baron gently shook the reins to accelerate his pace.