Deep Sea Embers

Duncan quickly adjusted his expression and mentality, so that he didn't look like a "foreigner" with ignorant common sense, but his mood could no longer calm down, and it was surging like a stormy sea.

Facts have proved that when you suddenly come to a weird and unusual world, no matter how adaptable you are and how well you pretend during the first few days, you may be overwhelmed by some ordinary "common sense" at any time. 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" is something that will make you exclaim when you encounter it head-on .

It is common sense that there are no stars in the sky of this world.

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

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

He has never been in contact with this field, nor has he reached this depth—he once sailed the ship Lost Homeland in the depths of the spirit world, and saw the chaotic light leaking from the subspace at the bottom of the cabin of the Lost Homelander However, he has never seen the "starry sky" between the deep sea and the spirit world... This happens to be his cognitive "blind spot" so far.

While coping with Morris's conversation, he was thinking quickly 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 kind of shape is the place where the spirit world and the deep sea meet? Is there a deeper, darker ocean? Or is it just a special spatial structure named after 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 kind of "demon" summoned from the depths of the deep into the real world.

Duncan can't imagine what kind of physiological structure such a bone hound has, but judging from its appearance, it is obviously not an "aquatic creature"... Then we can boldly speculate that the so-called "deep sea" is not necessarily the "sea" .

That may be an extremely vast and strange space, and it is surrounded by stars.

Duncan sketched the possible space model of the deep sea in his mind, and Morris noticed that the antique shop owner in front of him was suddenly absent-minded. The old gentleman looked at Duncan curiously: "About astrology, do you also dabble in it?"

"I'm just... a little interested," Duncan twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that after he had accepted the fact that there is no starry sky in this world, he suddenly heard the word "astrology". Wonderful, "The starry sky is hidden in such a deep place...it is not easy to explore it."

"Of course it is an extremely dangerous thing, but fortunately we can also observe the projection of the starry sky through some indirect scientific means-this should be thanks to the advancement of technology. After the appearance of the spirit world lens, the navigator of the ocean-going ship can It seems that he has not found someone who is willing to communicate with himself on these issues for a long time, and he is very excited about the conversation at the moment. "You know, a century ago, the profession of navigator has always been It is the position with the highest death rate on ocean-going ships... In fact, I have always wanted to collect a set of the earliest spiritual lenses, but unfortunately there is really no way."

Duncan blinked, he didn't care what the old man said in the last sentence at all, 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" - through special scientific instruments, to observe the projection of the "starry sky" reflected from the depths of the spiritual world.

Before 1800 New City Calendar, navigating a ship was even a deadly job.

After all, ordinary ships don’t have “sea charts” that are updated in real time like satellite positioning like the Lost Home, nor do they have reliable “goat mates.”

"You are really a learned person." After talking about many questions, Duncan finally couldn't help but sigh sincerely, "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 are gone. You are not only a competent guardian, but also have a wide range of interests and a strong thirst for knowledge. Seriously." ...I haven't had such a good conversation with someone in a long time."

The old man said with a slight sigh: "My life is good now, it is quiet and peaceful, and there are many trivial things in the upper city. The only problem is that most of the time it is difficult to find someone who is willing to listen to me. Things... Even the teachers who work together often can't keep up with my train of thought. It's really rare that you can listen to me so much."

"I'd be happy to be your audience," Duncan smiled when he heard this, "I'm very interested in history."

"It can be seen," old Mr. Morris smiled comfortably, and then he glanced towards the window, only to realize the passage of time, and quickly stood up, "Oh, Goddess, I have already stayed here All afternoon?"

"If you don't mind, it's okay to stay here overnight," Duncan said casually, "You can try my handicraft."

"...should still be able to catch the bus back to Cross Street." Morris glanced at the sinking sun, and declined Duncan's kindness. "Thank you for your invitation, but I think I'd better go home. Time is not peaceful in the city, staying away all night will make the family worry."

"That's right...then I won't keep you," Duncan thought for a while, then got up and sent them off. "I'll call Nina down first."

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

Footsteps came from the stairs, and Nina, who had changed into a long dress, ran down the stairs briskly. She first greeted the teacher, then glanced at the sky outside, and looked at Duncan in surprise: "You two chatted?" so long?!"

"We had a very pleasant conversation," Morris said with a smile. "Your uncle is a man who is wide-ranging and willing to learn. We exchanged a lot of historical issues."

Duncan kept his face serious and nodded silently.

The so-called communication is actually the old gentleman talking one-sidedly. He pretended to understand and fooled while listening, but since the old gentleman said so himself, of course Duncan himself would not say anything—and in all fairness, he felt that he The audience is quite qualified, and they can ask some questions in a timely manner to continue. Isn't this the best communication environment for old scholars who usually suffer from no one listening to themselves?

Nina looked suspiciously at her uncle, and then at the happy old gentleman. She wanted to say when her uncle had learned a lot and was willing to learn, but she swallowed her words at the end of the day. Suddenly she was a little nervous again, and she tugged on Duncan's sleeve and whispered, "Did you say anything about me?"

"It's just a small situation in the school," Morris said despite his age, but his hearing was good, and he immediately heard the girl's whisper, "Your uncle will tell you—don't worry, I didn't report indiscriminately."

While speaking, the old man picked up the cane that was put aside when he entered the door, and checked the old dagger in his arms. Then he said goodbye to his uncle and nephew, and walked out slowly.

After sending the old man away, Duncan took a look at the sky outside, hung up the closed sign, and locked the door of the shop——at this time, it seems likely that there will be no more business coming.

Moreover, he had just made a lot of money, and the usual "business" seemed less important.

Nina watched Duncan busy over there, locking the door and clearing the counter, feeling stifled with doubts, 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 understand immediately, "Why..."

"I got a bonus from the city hall before, the money is enough, and then I did a big business just now, 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, don't they?"

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

"It's sold," Duncan nodded. "It's sold for more than three thousand soles."

Nina: "...!?"

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

"The teacher came to visit, you chatted with him all afternoon, and sold him more than 3,000 solas... What will you do if the news spreads!"

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

Nina: "Are you serious?"

Duncan spread his hands: "Otherwise, the old man has taken a fancy to that thing, so I can't give it away for nothing - it's rare to find a real thing in the store."

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

(It's time to push the book~~ The title of the book is "I Stand Under Hundreds of Millions of Lives", and the introduction is directly posted below:

What would you do if one day you crossed over and became a planet?

Confused, terrified, or ecstatic?

In this regard, a traveler has something to say:

O children who live in me—

Don't fight anymore! ! !

If you keep fighting, I will personally teach you how to be human!

cough cough.

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

(Young man, the mobile phone number of the last book was not used for a long time and was transferred. As a result, the author account was cancelled, which is a bit pitiful)

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