Battlefield Priest's Diary

Chapter 50 Mounted Police
After the dense fog gathered and then dissipated again, the scene in Qin Hao's vision gradually became clear.

Looking around, he found himself back in the wilderness, his suitcase beside him, the full moon overhead casting a soft glow.

"Mr. Qin! Mr. Qin! Are you there?!"

"Mr. Qin! Answer me! Otherwise I'll have no choice but to call the police!"

An anxious voice came from afar, and Qin Hao thought for a moment before responding loudly.

The driver visibly relaxed when he saw Qin Hao, then loudly complained, "How could you do this?! You know there are still many undeveloped areas here, and getting lost in the fog is very dangerous."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wojciech, I was just a little too excited," Qin Hao said with a smile, handing over a banknote.

Franklin is probably a universal calming agent; Mr. Wojciech was quickly soothed and even helped Qin Hao carry his luggage again.

Where are you going? We should still have some time.

"No, let's stop here for today. I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest."

"Uh, you're going back?" The driver made sure the passenger wasn't joking before starting the car and heading back.

As the Asian guests entered the hotel, Mr. Wojciech flicked the two large banknotes in his hand, feeling as if the day was surreal.

Someone casually tossed him two large bills, and without doing anything, he wandered around the vast, desolate plains before returning to his hotel. It was far too easy for him to make that money.

Ha, what a weirdo.

Upon entering his room, Qin Hao turned on the light and subconsciously squinted.

In his "dream," the nighttime lighting was almost entirely provided by kerosene lamps and candles, and no one would make the house very bright. On the contrary, the dark environment gave him a sense of security, to the point that he is now somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Qin Hao picked up the drinking water from the bedside table, then opened the energy biscuits in his backpack and ate them, taking a sip of water and a bite of biscuit at a time.

Being able to eat your fill on the battlefield is a very fortunate thing. If there is a chance to rest, the first thing to do is to make sure you are full. This habit has gradually become ingrained in Qin Hao.

Qin Hao ate very meticulously, even cleaning up the crumbs from the packaging. As the meal drew to a close, his suitcase suddenly became active.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The suitcase kept making a knocking sound, as if there was a rabbit inside.

Qin Hao raised his hand and unlocked the outer latch. The contents inside popped out with a bang: spare clothes, toiletries, razors—items scattered everywhere like petals falling from the sky.

The most eye-catching pieces are the two extra soldier pieces, placed right in the center.

Amidst the chaotic scene, the diary seemed to come alive, its pages turning joyfully.

Crackle~ Crackle~
The bishop's chess pieces shimmered with a soft light, and clear words appeared on the page.

Beneath the shimmering waters of Lake Masuria, you've found a golden key. A brand new door is opening before you, but what lies behind it?

[Clearing the river through the mist, the bishop receives additional runes.]

[Saint: In the midst of the flood, all living things sheltered themselves beside you, giving thanks. Deer lay beside you for warmth, pelicans caught fish and shrimp for you, and even the fangs of venomous snakes lay quietly in your palm.]

[Effect: You have a high affinity for living beings; the higher the intelligence of the living being, the stronger the effect.]

Very approachable? How so?
Qin Hao was speechless in the face of this vague concept.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to continue checking his condition. Reaching into his pocket, the alloy cross appeared in his palm; the medicine and fuel rods inside were almost depleted. Qin Hao took out a pen and made a list, planning to buy another batch later.

However, while disassembling the mechanism, something unexpectedly got tangled in Qin Hao's hand—a few horse manes.

Thinking back, it must have been during that night's frantic gallop that I was pulled off the horse by the neck. I almost fell off several times back then, and if it weren't for the cavalry captain, I might be thinking about how to restart the cavalry right now.

Rubbing the mane on his hands, Qin Hao had a new idea.

"You want to go to the zoo?" The driver looked at Qin Hao with a strange expression.

"What? Is that not allowed?"

“It’s fine, but the zoo here isn’t anything special. You’ve come all this way by plane for tourism…” Wojciech’s words implied that he was wondering if Wojciech was out of his mind to waste money like this.

"If you've decided, then let's go there," Qin Hao said, getting into the car.

"Okay, you're the boss, and since you've said so, I have no reason to go against the tip."

The two arrived at the zoo that afternoon, but Wojciech parked the car in the parking lot, picked up a magazine, and stopped moving around.

Aren't you coming with me?

"Sorry, I haven't been to a place like this since I was 14," the driver shrugged, indicating that he was completely uninterested.

Qin Hao knew he was being seen as somewhat foolish, so he arranged a time and went alone.

The zoo is not very large, and most of the visitors are locals, many of whom are families enjoying parent-child activities.

Qin Hao went to each animal enclosure one by one, trying out new "skills".

An hour later, he stood by the roadside, somewhat disappointed. It wasn't that the skill was completely ineffective.

However, it seems that there is some effect, but the main effect is that if he feeds the animals with other tourists, the goats and deer are more willing to eat the grass on his side, and the ornamental fish in the aquarium stay in front of him for a longer time when they are swimming.

That's it.

If that's the case, this skill will be the most useless thing I've ever acquired so far.

Just as he was feeling a bit annoyed, he felt a warm touch on the top of his head.

He turned around and saw a long face facing him—a white Arabian horse licking his hair.

The white horse seemed very affectionate, sticking its head out to sniff Qin Hao's sleeve, and then rubbing its cheek against him.

"Sorry! Sorry! I don't know what's wrong with it today." A tall girl in a police uniform rushed over in a panic and pulled on the horse's reins.

"Hey, stop it! Rosa! Listen to me! If you keep doing this, there won't be any carrots tonight!" The girl pulled hard on the white horse's reins, trying to drag it away, but the white horse clearly resisted, constantly shaking the reins and trying to get closer to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao watched all of this with great interest.

Female mounted police officers, that's a rare profession.

(End of this chapter)