Deep Sea Embers

Duncan quickly adjusted his expression and mentality so that he did not look like a "foreigner" with confused common sense. However, his mood could no longer calm down and was surging like a stormy sea.

Facts have proved that when you suddenly come to a strange and unusual world, no matter how strong your adaptability is in the first few days or how well you disguise yourself, you may be fooled by locals at any time on some ordinary "common sense". The world view is blurred - ordinary historical knowledge can be learned systematically, and difficult professional knowledge does not need to be taken into account in life, but only "common sense", which will only make you scream when you hit it head-on. .

There are no stars in the sky of this world. This is common sense.

It is also common sense that the starry sky of this world is in the deep sea, at the junction of the spiritual world and the deep sea.

Regarding the second point of so-called "common sense", Duncan could only lie down.

He has never been in contact with this realm, nor has he reached this depth - he once piloted the Lost Home and sailed through the depths of the spiritual world, and also saw the chaotic light leaking from the subspace at the bottom of the cabin of the Lost Home. Flow, but the only thing he has never seen is the "starry sky" between the deep sea and the spiritual world... This happens to be his cognitive "blind spot" so far.

While dealing with Morris's conversation, he was thinking rapidly in his mind.

The stars... are hidden in the depths of the sea... What kind of weird and bizarre scene will this be? Is the so-called "starry sky" mentioned by Morris the same thing as the "starry sky" he himself knows? What is the shape of the junction between the spiritual world and the deep sea? Is there a deeper and darker ocean? Or is it just a special spatial structure named the ocean?

For some reason, Duncan suddenly thought of the girl named Shirley and her inseparable pet and weapon "Agou".

Agou is a "deep hound". According to this world, it is a "demon" summoned from the deep depths into the real world.

Duncan couldn't imagine what kind of physiological structure a skeletal hound like that had, but judging from its appearance, it was obviously not an "aquatic creature"... Then it can be boldly speculated that the so-called "deep sea" is not necessarily the "sea" .

It might be an extremely vast and strange space, and... it would be wrapped in the starry sky.

Duncan sketched a possible space model of the deep sea in his mind, while Morris noticed that the antique shop owner in front of him was suddenly absent-minded. The old gentleman looked at Duncan curiously: "As for astrology, are you also involved in astrology?"

"I'm just... somewhat interested," Duncan tugged at the corner of his lips, thinking that after he had accepted the fact that there was no starry sky in this world, suddenly hearing the word "astrology" felt really extraordinary. Wonderful, "The stars are hidden so deep...it's not easy to explore them."

"Of course it is an extremely dangerous thing, but fortunately we can also observe the projection of the starry sky through some indirect scientific methods - this should be thanked to the advancement of technology. After the emergence of the spiritual lens, the navigators of ocean-going ships are using There are far fewer cases of madness in the world." Morris laughed. It seemed that he had not found someone willing to communicate with him about these issues for a long time. At this moment, the conversation was in full swing. "You know, a century ago, the profession of navigator has always been It is the job with the highest mortality rate on ocean-going ships... Actually, I have always wanted to collect a set of the earliest spiritual lenses, but unfortunately there is no way. "

Duncan blinked. He didn't care at all about what the old gentleman said in the last sentence. He just felt that a long-standing question in his heart was suddenly answered:

In this world without stars in the sky, how do ocean-going ships calibrate their courses?

The answer is to still rely on "stargazing" - observing the projection of the "starry sky" reflected from the depths of the spiritual world through special scientific instruments.

Before 1800 AD, navigating ships was even a fatal job.

After all, an ordinary ship does not have a "navigation chart" that is updated in real time like satellite positioning like the Lost Home, nor does it have a reliable "goat mate".

"You are such a knowledgeable person," Duncan finally couldn't help but sigh sincerely after many more questions, "Nina is lucky to have a teacher like you."

"I'm also glad to see that she has an uncle like you," Morris nodded reservedly, "Now all my doubts have disappeared. Not only are you a competent guardian, but you also have wide-ranging interests and a strong thirst for knowledge. To be honest, …I haven’t had such a pleasant conversation with someone in a long time.”

The old man said and sighed slightly: "My life now is good everywhere, quiet and peaceful, without a lot of trivial matters in the uptown area. The only problem is that most of the time it is difficult to find people who are willing to listen to me talk about these boring things. Things... Even the teachers who work with me often can't keep up with my thinking. It's really rare that you can listen to me so much. "

"I'm happy to be your audience," Duncan smiled immediately upon hearing this, "I'm particularly interested in history."

"You can see that," Mr. Morris smiled comfortably, and then he glanced in the direction of the display window, and then he was surprised to realize the passage of time, and stood up quickly, "Oh, Goddess, I'm already here. All afternoon?"

"If you don't mind, it's okay to stay here overnight," Duncan said casually, "You can have a taste of my craftsmanship."

"...I should be able to catch the bus back to the Cross Street District," Morris glanced at the sinking sun and declined Duncan's kindness. "Thank you for the invitation, but I think I'd better go home. The latest period The city is not peaceful at this time, and staying out all night will make the family worried. "

"That's true...Then I won't keep you," Duncan thought for a moment and stood up to see them off, "I'll call Nina down first."

Just when Morris was about to say something, Duncan turned to greet the second floor: "Nina! Mr. Morris is going home, come down and see the teacher off!"

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and Nina, who had changed into a long home dress, ran downstairs briskly. She first greeted the teacher, then glanced at the sky outside, and looked at Duncan in surprise: "You guys actually talked. so long?!"

"We had a very pleasant conversation," Morris said with a smile. "Your uncle is a man who has extensive knowledge and is willing to learn. We exchanged many historical issues."

Duncan kept a serious face and nodded silently.

The so-called communication is actually the old man speaking unilaterally. He pretends to understand and listen while fooling around. But since the old man said so himself, Duncan himself certainly won't say anything more - and to be fair, he feels that he The audience is quite qualified and can ask some questions in a timely manner to keep things going. Isn't this the best communication environment for veteran scholars who usually suffer from no one listening to them?

Nina looked at her uncle with suspicion, and then at the old gentleman with a cheerful face. She wanted to say that her uncle had been involved in a wide range of subjects and was willing to learn, but she swallowed the words before she could, and then She suddenly became a little nervous again, tugged on Duncan's sleeve and whispered, "Did you say anything about me?"

"It's just a small situation at school." Despite his age, Morris has good hearing. He immediately heard the girl's whisper, "Your uncle will tell you - don't worry, I didn't complain randomly."

As he spoke, the old man picked up the cane he had put aside when he entered the door, and checked the ancient dagger in his arms before saying goodbye to his uncle and nephew and slowly walked out of the door.

After seeing the old man off, Duncan took a look at the sky outside and simply put up a closed sign and locked the door of the shop - at this time, he thought there would be no more business coming to the door.

Moreover, he had just made a large amount of income, and ordinary "business" did not seem so important.

Nina watched Duncan busy there, locking the door and clearing the counter. She felt like she was holding back a lot of questions. But before she could speak, Duncan suddenly raised his head and looked at her with a smile: "In two days, Let me take you to buy a bicycle."

"Ah?" Nina didn't react for a moment, "Why..."

"I got a bonus from the city hall before, which is enough money, and then I just did a big business. I think... we can live a little more comfortably," Duncan raised the check in his hand, "at least one car Bicycles always come in handy, right?”

"Big business..." Nina finally reacted, "Ah, did you really sell that dagger to Mr. Morris?"

"Sold," Duncan nodded, "for more than three thousand solas."

Nina: "...!?"

The girl who had a good understanding of money was startled by this number, and then looked at her Uncle Duncan with a strange expression.

"The teacher came to visit your home, and you chatted with him all afternoon, and even sold him more than three thousand sola... What will happen if word spreads about this in the future!"

Duncan thought for a while and said with a serious face: "Is our store famous?"

Nina: "Are you serious?"

Duncan spread his hands and said, "What if the old gentleman likes that thing? I can't give it away for free - it's rare to have a genuine item in the store."

Nina thrust herself into her waist and her cheeks puffed up, but in the end, the suffocated breath suddenly turned into a smile.

(It’s time to recommend the book~~The title of the book is "I Stand Under Billions of Lives", the introduction is directly posted below:

What would you do if one day you traveled across time and became a planet?

Confused, frightened, or ecstatic?

In this regard, a certain time traveler has something to say:

Children who live in me——

Stop fighting! ! !

If you continue to fight, I will personally teach you how to behave!

Ahem.

All in all, this book tells the story of a cautious and loving father who takes care of his children with great care.

(The young man’s mobile phone number for the last book was not used for a long time and was transferred. As a result, the author account was canceled, which is a bit pitiful)

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