The moon struggled hard twice and let out two difficult roars.

Although its power is far superior to that of an ordinary kitten, it still has a certain gap with Martin, so he can only let Martin stalk.

Meow!

I can't see clearly, someone is interfering with the net of destiny!

The web of destiny is not something that is really visible, but a concept of the realm of destiny.

According to the moon, all life is bound on the web of destiny and sometimes becomes involuntary.

It remembers not much, and when it recalls, it seems that it is because it wants to escape from the web of destiny that it becomes what it is today.

Although the statement "Web of Destiny" is doubtful, Martin can understand its concept, which is roughly the same as the statement that it is destined to be in the future.

According to the moon, there are not many people who can interfere with the net of destiny.

Although the moon doesn't look very reliable, it is a legendary creature after all, and may exist at the same level as the giant dragon and has existed longer than most gods.

Its prediction was quite accurate, helping Martin and Doriani avoid danger.

Doriani is in danger...

But Doriani has no enemies, and his communication is very simple, so the only danger may come from Nabich.

However, few people know that her surname is Nabihi...

etc!

Martin suddenly thought of someone.

Fantasy!

She knew Doriani's surname and was very interested in the Nabihi family's destiny card.

"Hmph! I think this danger was brought to Doriani by you!" After Martin figured out this festival, he looked at the moon with an unkind look and asked.

Moon took his eyes away with guilt.

"What did you do in the fog of erosion in order to break free from the web of destiny?" Martin asked again.

He still remembers that Kaland mentioned Nabihi when he confessed.

Meow--

I don't remember it!

This is the saying again...

Martin was somewhat suspicious, but he still let go of the hand that grabbed Moon's neck.

The moon fell on the table, pretended to intimidate Martin, then skillfully stuffed two saury into their mouths and jumped out of the window.

Martin tidied up his clothes, sat at the table, holding his head with his right hand and fell into deep thought.

He was speculating on what aspects the danger Doriani was facing might come from.

If the dreammaker really wants to attack Doriani, he will probably take action from the dream side.

The dreammaker was injured by Valdo, so he should not dare to come to Faralin in person.

Bishop Aslan's title is still very intimidating.

If he deals with dreams, he is quite experienced...

Martin took about ten Ningshenxiang, sorted out his clothes and went out.

It was just past nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun shone on my body, and there was a hint of warmth.

I have been active at night these two days, and now I am exposed to the sun, and I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Doriani's residence is very close, with a straight line distance of no more than two hundred meters. When you reach the intersection, you will be at a turn.

Martin also met several young people on the road, whizzing by on bicycles.

At this time, there are not many people traveling, and the traffic on the street is very smooth.

Bicycles are more flexible and fast than horse-drawn carriages. The young people ride very happily, and many people on the road cast envious eyes.

Although the mainstream view has not changed and the upper class is still using carriages, some young people who have a strong ability to accept new things have already enjoyed the convenience of bicycles in advance.

The follow-up of the bicycle was Glads and Earl, and Martin did not participate anymore, but the Earl left 20% of the technical shares for Martin...

That is, Faralinburg is not peaceful enough at the moment, otherwise Martin would have planned to suggest to the Count to have a grand bicycle competition to stimulate the promotion of bicycles.

In Doriani's room.

There is a map on the table with dense markings on it, marked with different colors of streets, residences, settlements, patrol routes...

There are also a large number of numbers, the number of extraordinary people, the journey back and forth, the level of safety...

Doriani is looking for a reasonable allocation plan in these marks and numbers.

This plan must be made today and will be handed over to Tiya later, so that the two bishops and the security team members can review and fine-tune them.

In addition to assigning patrol personnel, we must also try to keep the settlements away from crowded places.

Martin was also involved and helped Doriani complete the plan as perfectly as possible.

When there are fewer people, it is very easy to solve these problems.

But Faralin is a big city, and its development is changing with each passing day. In the future, it is expected to become the world's leading financial center and international metropolis.

Therefore, any small problem will be magnified many times...

And you must also have far-sighted ideas to cope with future municipal development.

The job was not completed until after eleven o'clock.

Doriani took out a new map and drew nearly forty circles on it, which were the settlement areas.

By the way, this map was also mapped by Gress with Colem a while ago.

Although it is not as accurate as the satellite maps of later generations, the main streets are marked and the proportions are quite accurate.

Martin put down the pencil and rubbed his eyes.

I haven't thought about mathematical problems in operations research like this for a long time.

If there is a computer, Martin will definitely build a mathematical model and hand over the problem to the computer and code, and all the problems will be solved easily.

Tiya had also appeared in the room, standing next to her, watching the two of them write and draw on paper.

With mathematical knowledge, she quickly understood what the various unknowns that appeared repeatedly in Martin and the others represented.

It was the first time she saw that practical problems could be solved with mathematical knowledge in this way.

Looking at the admiration in her eyes, Martin didn't care. He thought that as long as he could use numbers to quantify, what problems could not be solved by mathematics?

Doriani handed over the marked map to Tiya and briefly explained the meaning of various marks.

The sun was shining outside the door, but the curtains were drawn in the room.

By nine o'clock, the moon in the sky had already come out.

As the gray fog on the moon increases, although the moon cannot be seen now, the fluctuations in the moonlight have been able to break through the suppression of sunlight and affect the extraordinary.

So, most extraordinary people now have curtains in their homes.

Even if Martin was not afraid of this kind of fluctuation, he would have a curtain in the room, otherwise he would be disgusted.

Tiya took the folded map and opened the door and was about to leave, but found that Martin was sitting at the table, and there seemed to be no intention of leaving.

"I have something to talk to Doriani," Martin explained.

After taking a look at Martin, Tia didn't say anything, walked into the sun and closed the door.

Doriani looked at Martin in a well-fitting cotton nightgown with a curious look.

Martin pulled the draft paper and pen on the table aside, and asked Doriani solemnly: "You have the number of divination times today, right?"

Doriani nodded and asked, "What are you going to divine?"

Martin shook his head: "It's not me, it's you who want to divine, so the content is set as the safest place to stay in the next ten days."

Doriani was a little confused and pointed at himself: "I? Why do you want to divine this?"

Martin didn't explain, spread his hands and signaled that she could do divination.

The moon has reminded that there may be some unmentioned existence behind the dangers targeting Doriani this time, so the divination content must not directly point to "danger".

The divination content proposed by Martin cleverly avoided this element.

If you don’t explore the root of the problem, the important thing is how to solve it.

Meow! Meow!

The moon suddenly walked out of the kitchen, licked her beard and jumped onto the table, rubbing Doriani's elbow.

Martin didn't hear any deep meaning from these two cat meows, but Doriani looked at the moon at hand and seemed to understand something.

She must have discovered the abnormality of the moon long ago.

There is no way, the moon is so sensible.
To be continued...