Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 159

To be honest, there are not many things piled up in the alleys. After all, Duncan is alone. Even if he bought a bicycle in advance to carry goods, there is an upper limit for the things he can pull over at one time. Ai’s reaction was actually very understandable—

this product was bargaining, and it wanted to order more French fries.

From a certain point of view, this bird is too easy to understand.

“Do you know what this is?” Duncan grabbed the pigeon and moved him to a basket of potatoes. “This is called a potato, and it’s also called a potato.” Ai blinked his mung bean eyes and stared at

the basket for a long time. I really came to my senses, and immediately stretched my neck vigorously: “It’s delicious! It’s delicious!”

“Just know it, work hard, this basket is prepared for you – the french fries that come out later are enough to kill you dozens of times.” Next time,” Duncan laughed, and threw the pigeon out casually, “send these things back to the Lost Homeland – just put them on the deck, and ‘I’ will respond there.” Ai fluttered his wings in the

air , before it landed, it was already wrapped in a cloud of dark green fire. After turning into a dead bird, it circled around the pile of things twice, and the “goods” between the flames quickly disappeared, but it stopped suddenly. After landing on the pile of goods, he tilted his head and looked at Duncan: “Need to specify the next memory address?” Duncan was stunned for a

long time before realizing that the bird was asking himself what he was going to do next…

Then he couldn’t help it I muttered in my heart—this bird’s lexicon is too complicated and weird, I’m afraid it’s not that all the things created by humans on the Internet on the Internet are stored in its brain, although after getting along for a while, I can more or less understand it. I can roughly guess the meaning of this guy from its words, but most of the time when he communicates with Ai Yi, he brushes past his own knowledge reserves… Can’t it try to learn a few normal words?

But still muttering in his heart, Duncan nodded and answered Ai: “You send these away first, I have to buy some more…”

This time Ai was really frightened, it flew straight into the air, and a large group of flames swept away the things piled up on the ground in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared in front of Duncan quickly, urging loudly: “It’s so terrifying!” It’s so terrifying!”

Duncan just shrugged his shoulders when he saw this, then turned and walked towards the bicycle he just bought.

It was a very ordinary car, with a black frame, shiny silver wheels and handlebars, brand new bells, and a solid and practical basket and rear seat – no special features, not good-looking, but not ugly , the biggest advantage is probably that the quality is not bad.

Duncan had thought of carefully picking out a nice women’s bike for Nina, but he’d given up on the idea after scouring the shops downtown—because there wasn’t any.

In the downtown area, a bicycle is a bicycle, a tool for life, but also a tool for production. All the cars are similar, and there are no special designs for men, women, mountain bikes, roads, etc. People with different body types can Adjust the handlebar and seat by yourself to facilitate riding, and the bicycle has no other functions and positioning.

Most ordinary people in this world don’t seem to have much leeway to pursue or customize a “more refined life”.

In this “deep sea age” city-state, many things are still different from the “other world” that Duncan is familiar with—even if they seem to be similar things, many of their details are always full of unique features of this world. “Features”, and it is these specious places… always reminding Duncan of the fact that he is “in a foreign land”.

He turned over and got into the car. This brand-new means of transportation was light and easy to use, and it quickly drove him out of the alley to a more prosperous commercial district not far away.

Nina will love this car.

Leaving Cross Streets, heading northwest, riding towards the higher streets, you will really come to the upper city area-generally speaking, the citizens of Purland will refer to this as “the real decent life”. “Boundary”, unlike Cross Street District, which can only be regarded as “a place for middle-class citizens to decorate their appearance”.

Contrary to what Duncan imagined at the beginning, although Plant has a clear administrative boundary between “upper town” and “lower town”, there is no physical barrier between the two urban areas. You only need to go from lower town to upper town Some completely open intersections will do – although the sheriff’s box is arranged at these intersections, citizens are obviously not prohibited from passing each other.

Of course, this is the daytime situation. According to what Duncan inquired, the upper and lower urban areas will be strictly prohibited after nightfall-even if you have a night pass permit, you need to cross the guard post between the two urban areas. Additional procedures will do.

It is daytime and the intersection is clear.

Duncan went directly into the Upper Town—this was the first time he had visited the city-state since he set foot in it.

I have to admit that the upper city is indeed a very different place from the lower city.

This is reflected in almost every aspect – cleaner and wider streets, taller and more magnificent buildings, newer and more advanced urban facilities, and significantly more gas street lamps and “night shelters” than the lower city.

Duncan stopped the car slowly in front of a kiosk near the intersection.

This is a night shelter, used to help those citizens who failed to return home in time due to various reasons after nightfall. The sign at the entrance of the kiosk reads a simple explanation: “Night shelter is provided, with gas lamps

inside , Sanctuary Oil, and “Storm Codex”, after entering, please lock the door and wait for rescue, and the night watchman holds the security key.”

In the lower city, Duncan has seen similar facilities, but almost a whole block is only one or two One, and it looks mottled and old, I don’t know if it can still be used.

Duncan looked away, got on his bicycle, and continued to walk slowly along the street.

From time to time, his gaze swept across the shops facing the street on both sides of the road.

Those bright windows and the elegant and elegant furnishings in the windows are incomparable to the shops in the lower city, but Duncan didn’t pay attention to these insignificant details.

He still had a lot of things to buy, and purchasing supplies for the Lost Home was something that had been delayed for too long, and…

Duncan stopped the car, looked up in front of a street shop, and showed a smile on his face.

There are some things that you can’t buy in the lower city – only the “decent people” in the upper city will spend a lot of money and energy on things that have nothing to do with survival, such as this one.

He locked his bicycle, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the store. With the sound of a bell, a chubby old woman who was reading a newspaper behind the counter raised her head, with a kind smile on her face, stood up and said: ” Welcome to the Rose Humanoid Hall… Oh, a man, are you here to choose a partner for your lover or junior?” “

Let’s just take a look.” Duncan simply replied, then raised his head and looked at it curiously. This shop is called “Rose Doll House”.

At the first sight, there are all kinds of dolls—delicate, elegant, mysterious, cute, playful…dolls.

When he was on the street outside, he saw the situation in the shop through the window, but it was not until he entered the shop that he realized that the space inside was larger than it looked from the outside, and almost all places visible to the naked eye were filled with Things related to dolls, and even the bottom of the stairs are filled with various styles of storage boxes and support frames, as well as large and small accessories and “body” waiting to be assembled.

This is a shop specializing in the sale of dolls and doll-related items, with a classic style and a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

And in this huge doll shop, there is only one kind old lady who looks at the shop, and the only customer at this time is Duncan.

A classical shop full of dolls, a smiling old woman, the only customer.

Duncan’s attention was attracted by the dazzling array of dolls, and the store owner looked at this strange customer curiously.

It is not uncommon for men to visit doll shops. Decent men in the upper city usually give exquisite dolls as gifts to their partners or juniors. What the woman was curious about was what Pu Su was wearing on this customer.

Duncan was wearing an old coat that he was used to in his daily life. He didn’t look like a rich man living in the uptown area-and the collection of “dolls” was not a cheap consumption.

However, the old woman just glanced curiously, and quickly looked away.

It is not polite to look at the clothes of customers, and a mature businessman should not judge customers by their appearance-not to mention, everyone has the qualification to appreciate products.

Duncan finally retracted his gaze after some sizing, and at the same time exhaled lightly.

He admitted that he was a little picky.

The puppet craftsmanship in this world is more developed than he imagined, and there are so many kinds of things that can’t even be named… “accessories”, which have exceeded his understanding of dolls.

——His understanding of dolls is a useless crew member who is cowardly, weak in cervical spine, and has problems with his brain.

Duncan looked at the chubby old lady, and felt that it was time to humbly ask professionals about dolls—especially joint maintenance and hair transplantation.

But before he could speak, he suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at the old woman in front of him, but the old woman quickly came to her senses and pointed to her ear with a smile: “Elves in Purand city-state are really rare.”

Duncan: “… “

He admitted that the elves in the Puland city-state may indeed be rare, and this is the first time he has seen elves in his life.

But the bigger reason for his stupefaction was that he didn’t expect that there would be a blessed elf old lady in this world…

(End of this chapter)