This guess seemed highly likely. There were no vulgar high - rise buildings here, nor were there the constant streams of cars. Moreover, the exquisitely crafted buildings around him were so wonderful that they seemed out of this world, and they indeed resembled the legendary heaven to a great extent. Coupled with that iconic winged horse just now, everything seemed to confirm his suspicion. Suddenly, Murin Tristan remembered that he wasn't a religious person. Perhaps this was the biggest mistake he made during his lifetime. Non - believers might not receive good treatment after arriving in heaven. Thinking of this, he felt extremely regretful.

However, heaven didn't seem to be as wonderful as he had imagined. Peace? Unity? Brotherhood? Just looking at that knight from before, he was arrogant and overbearing, and he almost caused a traffic accident. Murin Tristan thought sourly, and his impression of heaven dropped significantly. But he didn't dare to swear anymore. What if that knight was a messenger of God, with great supernatural powers and perhaps even abilities like "clairvoyance" and "clairaudience"? If he heard Murin Tristan cursing him, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Learning about his own death wasn't exactly a pleasant thing, and Murin Tristan felt a bit sad, but this feeling quickly disappeared. Well, if he was dead, then so be it. Anyway, he didn't have any relatives in the world. He seemed to be a superfluous person. Teachers saw him as a thorn in their side, and in the eyes of beautiful women, he had the image of a hooligan. He didn't have any friends who he could consider close - knit and trustworthy. Those guys in the dormitory were, at best, just drinking buddies. The lives of those around him probably wouldn't change in the slightest because of his absence. Suddenly, Shawbina's extremely beautiful face flashed through his mind. Maybe she would be an exception. This was a rather strange thought. Although he had always molested her on a daily basis, he somehow felt that this kind - hearted beauty would be a bit sad about his disappearance. Alas, he should have treated her better. Well, he should have molested her less.

“#•￥%……—” People who saw the winged horse galloping by were exclaiming. They were speaking a very strange language that Murin Tristan had never encountered before. However, he was surprised to find that he could understand them. What they said meant: "Leon Alpha!" Murin Tristan became even more convinced that he was in heaven. Only in heaven could such an incredible thing happen. (For the convenience of expression, Chinese will be used directly hereafter.)

"The youngest young master of the Alpha family, the youngest silver knight in the history of the Sayayelu Magic and Martial Arts Academy. It is said that he will soon be promoted to a gold knight." Leon Alpha should be the name of that arrogant knight just now. However, what caught Murin Tristan's attention was the word "family". Did heaven also have families? Academy? Just hearing this word gave him a headache. Did he still have to study after death? And those gold knights and silver knights, he had no idea what they were.

"His internship test in this semester at the academy is to eliminate that ferocious C + - level magic beast, the Fire - Eyed Leopard, in the Wild Forest on the east side of our town. But more people say that he came here to pursue Lendis, one of the campus beauties."

"Many people say that Lendis is very beautiful. It's a pity that I haven't seen her yet."

"Wow, he's so handsome! And so strong!" The screams came from a group of crazy girls who adored Leon, somewhat like the star - chasers in the human world. A brave knight on a horse was exactly the ideal prince charming in the hearts of girls.

“……”

“……”

After admiring Leon's demeanor, people's eyes naturally fell on Murin Tristan, who was the most conspicuous. Although Murin Tristan was quite confident in the thickness of his skin, he still felt extremely uncomfortable under the gazes of hundreds of people, who looked at him like visitors in a zoo looking at a monkey. He cursed in his heart: Damn it, what are you looking at? What a fuss. Weren't you the same when you first came here?

There happened to be a store on the street. Well, it should be a bar because there was a small wine - glass logo on a blue plaque above it. The longer he stayed, the more he felt that heaven had many similarities to the human world. Murin Tristan rushed in.

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This was an old - fashioned bar. It wasn't very big, with only a dozen or so tables, but it had a lot of charm. The tables, chairs, counter, floor, and even the walls were made of an unknown dark - brown fragrant wood. A white gem on the ceiling emitted a soft, non - glaring light. Guests sat in groups of three or five. In their transparent glass cups were dark - green liquids. The mellow aroma of wine and the strong smell of roasted meat formed a sharp contrast, easily whetting people's appetites. Murin Tristan was secretly surprised. He never expected that a bar in heaven would also serve barbecue. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The guests in the bar were also a bit curious when they saw Murin Tristan barging in. However, after taking a few more glances, they ignored him. Fortunately, the people here had relatively high qualities, Murin Tristan thought. But the content of their conversations was very strange: magic beasts, promotions, spiritual energy, equipment, guilds... These were not the topics of money and women that Murin Tristan was most familiar with during his lifetime. Presumably, the topics in heaven were different from those in the human world.

Well, what should he do next? It would be great if he could find the old man (the gate - keeper who picked him up and raised him). He was new here and didn't understand anything. He didn't even know if he needed to report somewhere. It was like having to register for a household in the human world when one was born. In heaven, he should be considered a new arrival. Also, the laws and regulations in heaven were really bad. Someone should have taken the initiative to settle him down as soon as he arrived, instead of making him make such a fool of himself. But since the situation was like this, Murin Tristan had no choice but to decide to find the "population registration office" on his own.

Most of the people in the bar were chatting in groups, and it was not appropriate to disturb them. Fortunately, Murin Tristan saw a person sitting alone at the table behind him, burying his head in eating. He was extremely tall and burly. Even sitting down, he was taller than Murin Tristan standing up. Murin Tristan could only see his back. Unfortunately, his legs were a bit short, spoiling his otherwise powerful appearance.

"Excuse me, sir." Murin Tristan patted him on the back.

The man turned around, and when Murin Tristan saw his face, his eyes almost popped out again.

A pig! It was a pig!

If he just looked a bit ugly, Murin Tristan wouldn't have been so shocked, but it was indeed a pig. Its two characteristic big ears were flapping, and the pig's eyes scanned Murin Tristan's body. Then it spoke: "What's the matter?" It looked quite cool with its indifferent expression, if not for the two sharp tusks that were rather eye - catching.

Lord, am I not dreaming? Murin Tristan was almost scared unconscious. It took him a long time to stammer: "A pig... a pig can talk!" He even overlooked the fact that it could walk upright, wear clothes, and drink alcohol.

Upon hearing this, the pig got angry. It snorted twice, wrinkling its nose, and said extremely unhappily: "I'm the only orc pigman in the town. Please call me Percy the Warrior. Otherwise, I'll challenge you to a duel."

"All beings are equal, all beings are equal..." Murin Tristan kept chanting this sentence in his heart. Finally, he came back to his senses from the shock and reluctantly accepted the fact in front of him: "Well, brave Warrior Percy, please tell me how to get to the 'population registration office'. You know, the place where people, uh, we should go after we die." It felt very awkward for Murin Tristan to talk so politely to a half - pig, half - human guy. He just couldn't get used to it for a while.

Perhaps the word "brave" added by Murin Tristan made Percy feel a bit proud. His expression softened a little. He furrowed his pig like eyebrows and thought for a while, then said simply: "I don't know." After that, he picked up a leg of some unknown animal and started gnawing on it. His mouth was full of grease, and he ignored Murin Tristan completely.

Sigh, Murin Tristan had a terrible headache. That pig, oh, he should say that Warrior Percy's brain was probably similar to that of his counterparts in the mortal world, so he couldn't understand Murin Tristan's words. He was an experienced person, well, an experienced pig. He shouldn't not know where the registration office was.

"Sir, please show me your professional badge so that I can serve you."

A sexy waitress with a pair of long, pointed rabbit ears, wearing a fur coat with stripes, revealing her chest and belly button, and looking a bit like a bunny girl in adult videos, came to Murin Tristan's side at some point. At the same time, her charming eyes were curiously sizing him up. There was no way around it. Murin Tristan's clothes were really eye - catching.