Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 70

[Chapter 70 City-State Life]

After examining all the test items, Duncan had a better understanding of Ay’s transportation capabilities and the nature of the items on the Lost Country.

Ai can transport several different items at one time, and these items include organic matter, inorganic matter, extraordinary things and ordinary things. The type of item will not affect the stability of the transport process, and the transport process will not affect the item the nature of itself;

some things on the Lost Homeland that are obviously “movable” are themselves “subunits” under a larger control consciousness, such as shells, which are subunits of the ammunition system, and these subunits leave the Lost Homeland After the ship, it will lose its active nature and become an ordinary thing;

Ai’s transportation process does not seem to consume much of its “energy”, whether it is the ritual dagger that was carried at the beginning, or a bunch of things now, this one The bird is still alive and kicking after it comes back. Of course, this may be because the total amount of “cargo” it has transported so far is too small, and it is far from reaching the bottleneck of its capacity. At present, only

different types of items have been tested, and Ai’s performance is unknown. Whether there is a limit to the “weight” or “volume” of the transport capacity, this needs more testing.

Duncan summarized the known information one by one, and after confirming that he had thought everything in place, he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly leaned back on the chair.

He knows that the tests he has done so far are still far from perfect, and there are still many possible variables that have not been carefully considered. Even in terms of “types of test objects”, the samples he has selected are too small to accumulate enough. valid data.

In the future, he will at least choose more types of items, and at the same time use different item weights and item volumes to test Ai’s transportation limit and the stability of multiple transportations. Only with enough control samples can the test data obtained be justified. Reliable and believable enough.

He is very cautious in this regard, and this caution is not without reason-because he has a very bold plan…or idea.

Since Ai can transfer items between the land and the Lost Land intact, and does not limit the type of items, then… can it be sent to people?

If it can send people, can it send people who are not very good? Like…Alice?

Duncan knew that a person’s abilities were limited. If he only relied on his ability to walk in the spirit world to act as the link between the Lost Homeland and the land city-state, sooner or later he would encounter the problem of insufficient manpower and carelessness. At this time, if there is a helper , the situation will be much better.

The teleportation ability shown by the pigeon Ay gave him a good idea.

Of course, Alice is not a very good candidate for a helper. Although this “abnormality 099” with a high-ranking number is elegant and mysterious when sitting quietly, as long as it is active, it will immediately reveal its useless nature. , but at present Duncan really has no other candidates.

Duncan couldn’t help but sigh when he thought that the only available crew member under his command was a good-for-nothing who could cook himself.

The position of the Lost Homeland as an enemy of the whole world really gave him a headache. He reckoned that it would be impossible for him to find allies from the human world. Just look forward to the end of the world, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to cut gas pipes, every two, four, and six to engage in devil sacrifices, and on Sundays, go to fight guerrilla bastards with church guards…

That kind of stuff can quickly get along with the goat head , They can together invade which city-state together when they have nothing to do, but it is definitely not the help Duncan wants.   ”…Well, at least Alice is obedient and obedient,” Duncan stood up with a sigh, muttering to himself, ” If

she is well cultivated, she can grow up…probably.”

It’s good to see the world in the human world, after all, she has been locked in a coffin for so many years, and she doesn’t know what the outside world is like.

After sorting out his thoughts, Duncan began to pack the pile of things he had brought over—he would not return to the Lost Homeland yet, and many of these things couldn’t be carried with him, so they naturally had to be placed in the store.

There are not many places to hide things on the second floor of the antique shop, and Nina will come up at any time to help clean up the room. Some things that obviously don’t look like daily necessities in the room will be particularly suspicious (such as cannonballs from a century ago), but in a short time After thinking about it, Duncan found a reasonable place for these things.

Just hide the sun talisman next to your body, and the salted fish can be put directly into the kitchen, which seems reasonable, and the cannonball from a century ago and the sailor’s dagger from a century ago are even simpler – Duncan directly brought

those two things to the first floor. The storefront is placed in an inconspicuous corner next to the counter – anyway, this is an antique store, there are as many messy things as there are paintings, daggers and shells are better thrown in the pile of tattered fakes on the first floor Concealment…

As for the last thing, Duncan also found a good place for the cheese he brought from the kitchen of the Lost Home.

in the trash.

After dealing with all this, Duncan patted the dust on his hands that didn’t exist, and was very satisfied with his arrangement.

Then he glanced at the sky outside.

The “sun” blocked by double rune imprisonment was hanging high in the sky, and it was just noon at this moment.

Before Nina returns home later today, he plans to go out and walk around to learn more about the city.

Anyway, it seems that this antique shop is not doing much business today.

The weather was a bit cold, Duncan put on a dark brown coat, and combed his somewhat messy and decadent hair before going out, trying to make his decadent and weak body that had been tossed by alcohol, drugs, and diseases look Be a little more energetic, and then leave the antique shop.

As soon as he went out, there was a sound of fluttering wings from the second floor, and the pigeon Aiyi flew out of the room and landed on his shoulder, shaking his head and triumphantly. : “Go to Erxian Bridge, take Chenghua Avenue…”

Duncan cast a sideways glance at this guy. He originally planned to let the pigeon guard the house on the second floor. After all, it always looks too eye-catching and weird to wear a pigeon on his body when he goes out. Anyway, there is a spiritual connection between himself and Aiyi. In case of a situation, I can use the spirit body flame to summon it to my side at any time, and I am not afraid of delaying things.

It’s just that I forgot to confess when I went out, and the bird just “get in the car” on its own.

Seeing the triumphant appearance of this bird, Duncan finally smiled helplessly and sighed: “…forget it, follow if you like.”

He carried the pigeon like this and came to the trunk opposite the antique shop. On the road, and not far along the main road, I heard a burst of crisp bells mixed with the sound of the steam engine running from far to near. Looking up, I saw a brown car with blue on the ground. A double-decker bus with striped paintwork was coming along the main road, and gradually stopped at the station not far away.

It is a very common means of public transportation in the Puland City-State. It is driven by a steam engine. The fare of six pesos can reach more than half of the lower city. According to the route map pasted on the back of the car, there are still The two stops will pass through the edge of Uptown, a place called Cross Street.

Duncan had an impression of the “Cross Street” in his mind. He knew that the block and the surrounding area were regarded as the “junction” of the city-state of Pland, where there were more prosperous businesses and more decent residences. Many residents of the lower city would The cross street area is regarded as the goal and dream of one’s life level, and many middle-class citizens who cannot afford the high consumption in the upper city and want to live a decent life also live there-there are also movie theaters, museums and several high-end restaurants.

Nina’s school was near Cross Streets, and so was the museum she had mentioned.

Duncan thought for a while, walked quickly to the station, and got on the bus before the bus started.

There was no one on the bus, more than half of the seats on the first floor were empty, and a conductor in a dark blue uniform stood next to the driver’s cab. This young woman with shawl hair and simple make-up saw someone getting on the bus. At first, he subconsciously reached out to touch the ticket holder, but then he noticed the pigeon on Duncan’s shoulder.

“Sorry, pets are not allowed in the car, it’s a rule,” the young woman said, pointing to the pigeon on Duncan’s shoulder, “including the pigeon.” Duncan looked at Ai, who innocently flapped his wings and tilted his

head look at him.

“Go and pick on the roof.”

“Cuckoo, cluck.”

Ai flapped his wings and flew out of the car, cursing “cuckoo” as he flew.

The young conductor stared blankly at the man communicating with the pigeon and the pigeon who seemed to understand human speech, and remained silent for a long while.

“Is it okay now?” Duncan had to remind the conductor who seemed to be in a daze, and then raised his finger to point to the direction of the roof, “You shouldn’t be able to control the bird falling on the roof?” The conductor then reacted: “

Ah …Yes…the fare is six pesos, pass.”

Duncan reached into his pocket and took out two coins in exchange for a blue ticket, then found a seat by the window, sat down quietly, Get ready to enjoy his first ride in this world.

The steam engine was activated, and accompanied by a slight vibration and mechanical friction, the bell on the front of the bus also rang crisply, and then the bus shook slightly, and the scenery outside the window receded.

Duncan leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, feeling the vibration and acceleration of this mechanical engineering creation during operation.

A steam engine is a good thing, a civilized society is a good thing, and technological progress is a good thing.

If there is a chance, he must also complete a set for the Lost Homeland—even if it is just a boiler that can heat hot water, so that hot baths can be taken on board in the future.

As soon as his thoughts spread, he felt the car suddenly shake, and the scenery outside the window slowly stopped.

The young lady conductor opened the window near the front of the car, leaned her head and yelled to the outside: “Get on the car? There are seats! They are all big seats!”

Duncan was stunned and laughed dumbly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that this city-state, which was still unfamiliar to him, suddenly became full of life.

(end of this chapter)