Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 159

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

This guy is haggling, and he wants an extra order of 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."

Aiyi blinked his mung bean eyes, stared at the basket for a long time, and then he really came to his senses, and immediately stretched his neck vigorously: "It smells so good! It smells so good!"

"As long as you know it, work hard, this basket is prepared for you - the fries that will be fried in the future are enough to kill you dozens of times," Duncan laughed, and threw the pigeon out casually, "Take these Send things back to the Lost Homes—Just put them on the deck, and 'I' will meet them there."

Ai flapped his wings in the air, and before he landed, he was wrapped in a ball of dark green fire. After turning into a dead bird, he circled the pile of things twice, and the "goods" between the flames quickly disappeared. It melted, but it suddenly stopped again, and after falling on the pile of goods, it tilted its 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 muttering in his heart—the bird's lexicon is too complicated and weird. I'm afraid that all the things created by humans on the Internet on the Internet are stored in its brain. After a while, I can more or less guess the meaning of this thing from its words and sentences, but most of the time his communication with Ai Yi is brushing the edge of his own knowledge reserve... it can't try to learn a few sentences Normal people?

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

This time Aiyi was really frightened. It flew 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's eyes, urging loudly: "It's so terrifying!" ! It's terrifying!"

Seeing this, Duncan just shrugged his shoulders, 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 simple instructions:

"Provide shelter at night. There are gas lamps, sedative oil, and "Storm Codex" inside. After entering, please lock the door and wait for rescue. The night guards hold the security key."

In the lower city, Duncan has seen similar facilities, but there are only one or two in the entire block, and they look mottled and old, so I don't know if they 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 has a lot of things to buy, and buying supplies for the Lost Homeland is a thing that has been delayed for too long, and...

Duncan stopped the car, raised his head in front of a shop facing the street, with 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 Doll 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 curiously at the shop called "Rose Figure Museum".

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 the city-state of Puland 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 reason why he was stunned was that he didn't expect that there would be a blessed elf old lady in this world...

(End of this chapter)