Chapter 83: 'The Diary of the Carlier Crew' / Precious Fruit [4D]
Gwen, who was so busy, finally had some time to rest.
He stayed in the occult research car on the train to expand his network, and followed Sparks to learn simple ways to use potions. In Utopia, potions are rarely taken internally, and most are applied externally, which requires a certain amount of time.
knowledge and pharmacology as a foundation.
Probably because the image of Sparks didn't seem to be a teacher, Gwen's friendship with him grew very quickly.
The relationship has reached a level where we can take off the disguise and sit down together in front of the TV, watching trashy soap operas with dull eyes.
"..."
"I have good news for you."
Sitting slumped on the sofa in the lobby of the carriage that the secret agent had reserved, watching the latest episode of "The Temptation of the Hound", a half-delayed, half-leaved TV series, I couldn't help but complain, "I was hit by a train and still got one point and fifty."
With the setting of "two seconds to say last words", it took a long time to say these words.
Gwen turned her head and glanced at Sparks, who was wearing a large pajamas and milky white tight-leg thigh-high socks. In Utopia, thigh socks are common to both men and women, and some men even stuff some straw into their calves.
It looks curvy. It is a characteristic of men in the Victorian era. This kind of clothing and the behavior of swollen faces and pretending to be fat.
"The star of this TV series passed away?"
Gwen asked eagerly.
Sparks stared at first, tilted his head, and said in a particularly pityful tone: "The train is on, why couldn't I have thought of such good news? It's a pity, this TV series has cut down 6,000 watts of oil and soil in Utopia.
box office, the starring team is still a little far away from death..."
He stretched out, his slender legs that didn't look like a boy's were straightened, and the arches of his feet were elongated, making people want to touch them.
After yawning like a feline like a Wilgi, Sparks said: "The good news is, I have lifted the trap on the book you gave me. The train is on board, and there are a hundred in it.
There are multiple death traps, and there are some spells hidden on every page, and I spent a lot of effort to get them."
Gwen was curious: "How much effort?"
Huo Huo glanced at him and showed a smile that matched his appearance of a cute and sunny boy: "Two hundred and sixty-five mice."
"Um?"
"There are two hundred and sixty-five pages in total. I just prepare the same number of rats and let them flip through the book... To be honest, I was under a lot of pressure. Ron, the rat seller, always used a "Wow, you guys"
These Weljis, are they going to kill more than two hundred rats a day?' looked at me, which caused me a lot of psychological trauma."
"The train is on board."
Gwen made the March prayer sign.
Slide your left index finger up, then directly in front of your left shoulder, and finally to your right shoulder, a bit like making a cross
"The train is on board." Huo Hua obeyed.
"But he was right?" Gwen started from the facts, "You just killed more than two hundred rats."
Huo Huo let out a surprised sound and nodded: "That seems to be true. Train, you are really too much. I obviously committed this crime for you..."
"I didn't say it was a crime, you said it was a crime yourself."
"Do you still want your little book?" Huo Huo came up with the last resort to play rogue.
Gwen stretched out her hand: "Yes, bring it quickly. This book is very important to me."
"What's written in it?" Sparks asked.
"What the hell do I know?" Gwen replied instantly.
"Then you still say it's important to you?" Sparks complained, "You're just like the male protagonist in the TV series who clearly doesn't care about the heroine at all and still cooks leisurely after the heroine was kidnapped.
I can’t see the acting skills of ‘she is very important to me’ either.”
"Because this is the time, man."
What Huo Hua likes most about Gwen is that he calls himself "buddy" and the two of them look on the same level, so there is no subtle sense of interest or ambiguity when calling each other.
"Is there any need to exist in this era?"
"Your thoughts are dangerous, brother."
Sparks took out the book that Gwen had seized from Li Qi from a nearby schoolbag, and yawned as he handed it over: "They are all written by ancient witches. I read it, and it seems to be a novel? You need it."
Can I help you with a little translation?"
Gwen felt as if someone was standing in front of her and asked, "Do you want me to translate Chinese into English and tell you?"
He thought he shouldn't need it.
"No, I can read through source power." Gwen added some settings to her source power and took the book at the same time.
When Huo Hua was surprised and seemed to want to ask something.
Gwen patched it up: "But it may not have much to do with the content of the book itself. For example, if a person writes a love story with resentment, I can only read the meaning of resentment against the world."
"It's boring." Sparks said.
Suddenly, the beautiful boy Wilgie pointed at the TV curiously: "Then how do you think the creator of the TV series [The Temptation of the Hound] created the script for this TV series?"
"You can understand this kind of thing without using Yuan Li."
Gwen took a look and sighed: "Obviously the script was written with the intention of setting the whole world on fire. The purpose of the entire script is to make the audience suffer and make the audience feel pain."
"Then why do people still like it?"
"Because spicy food is a pain, but many people like to eat spicy food."
"What! Spicy is painful?" Hua Hua had a surprised and unheard of expression, which made Gwen feel like "I am really in a different world."
but……
Another world...
Gwen swallowed and suddenly asked: "By the way, Sparks, do you know how to brew high-alcohol wine?"
"Use distillation."
"Then how do you get a lot of salt?"
"From the salt mine, or from drying the salt."
After Huo Huo finished answering, he picked up the remote control and turned the channel: "What's wrong? You are acting weird today."
Gwen lamented: "You ruined my path to wealth."
"Aha?"
Sparks could never know what Gwen was referring to. Of course, he also knew that Gwen was a person who would say something he couldn't understand at any time. So he just watched the TV indifferently and opened his hands in two preoccupations.
The potion notes I took out by the way were said to be formula books found in a used book market, and they contained a large amount of cipher text that needed to be deciphered.
Gwen was also watching the newly switched TV series "Detective Misalia" and lowered her head to study the "script" about Sparks breaking the trap.
…
The cover of the script says "The Diary of the Crew of Khalil". If we judge based on the gender of the ancient witch, it should be called the Diary of the Crew of Khalil.
After opening it, as expected, it was a book composed entirely of the ancient witch's words.
It's French...
Gwen looked at it and felt a little headache. But fortunately, he also had relevant language skills and could decipher it to a certain extent.
The above words are very special, like codes, with logical formulas for various affixes.
Cat symbols are used to separate key characters in front of the words.
He could barely decipher it.
This word represents...well, [because...happens,...does not happen]...
So what is this? […happens after,…happens at the same time]…
Abba Abba…
Gala Gala...
Uh-huh-huh...
…
The efficacy of "Caryl Crew Diary" has finally been identified by Gwen. Although how to use it has yet to be studied, Gwen has fully understood its special abilities and properties, as well as the prerequisites for its ability to be activated.
This book is the legendary 'relic of the ancient witch'. It has an incredibly powerful function, which is to "arrange a scene as the scene where a story will take place in the future." The description is so detailed that you can tell that it is very restricted.
.But no matter how high the degree of restriction is, the ability to "arrange plots" has an incredibly high upper limit.
Its basic structure has very powerful operating logic technology.
This achieves the effect of reducing consumption.
Although it consumes a lot of source power, compared to 'what you want to do with source power', it only consumes about 13~15%. For example, creating a sea of fire can be done with Gwen's source power.
It can be done, but it also consumes nearly 10% of the total source power to create. But using this book to create a larger sea of fire through reasonable logic may only consume 2% to 3% of the source power.
.
And it does not have a ‘use limit’.
As long as you have the power, you can keep using it. Among its 265 pages, each page has its own unique use. To put it simply, the complex and almost terrifying calculation logic can be seen through the words and textures on the page number.
Among these 265 pages, only the first 20 pages are used to "write the script", and the following pages are the carrier of the operation logic of each instruction.
Therefore, although this book is very powerful, it cannot be 'opened' temporarily during battle, because its limitation requires writing the source factors of the operating logic by constantly turning pages back and copying it, and then using it to write later.
The scene must be arranged before it can be used.
As for how to use it specifically, Gwen has already guessed it.
You must first set up a scene through instructions, that is, [when 'xx' exists in the 'venue', trigger the 'xx' event], and write the story in a sentence that is established and has no grammatical errors, and then inject the source power to start the story.
Operation.
Gwen guessed that Jackal would be captured without resistance because after entering a scene, he was directly controlled by the script to move forward.
But because Li Qi was not able to write a perfect storyline in the ancient witch language, there were still some loopholes and inoperable points, which led to the Jackal being able to ask for help through its bugs... or loopholes. For example,
The original sentence may have been "The Jackal went fishing", but Li Qi would not add "The Jackal went fishing alone without telling anyone", which resulted in a loophole.
Let Jackal go fishing while having a reasonable way to advance the script:
"Since I'm going fishing, should I write a letter to my friends to tell them? In case they want to find me because of work or something..."
This logic is established, so Jackal can write a letter to himself.
But at the same time, the consumption is definitely greater than imagined, but since it can make the jackals have no ability to resist and act obediently according to the script, its intensity should be worth looking forward to and affirming...
However, Gwen did not use it as a [means to fight against the enemy].
Because there are too many ways to deal with the enemy.
On the contrary, some special things can only be accomplished through this powerful prop. For example, setting up a [scene of successful cultivation] or the like, this is one of its possibilities and usage. Or
Is it to create a leveling script, etc... In short, Gwen believes that using it against enemies is a very wasteful manifestation.
And it also has excellent functions in investigation and intelligence...
…
[…Welji is a sparkling person, and he hides some secrets in his heart that he doesn’t want others to discover. He looked at the TV and seemed to be thinking about where to go for dinner at night.]
Such sentences are slowly displayed on the page that can be written in a French-style bloated style. They exist as a summary and will slowly disappear ten seconds after they appear. And there are not many of them.
But Gwen was still able to get some information from it, although it was really not much.
…………
After returning to the room.
Gwen took the book and sat at the desk, preparing to get some benefits for herself first.
He first tried to create a 'cabin with a large amount of blue-faced silver', but he couldn't even move his pen. Yuanli and this strange object seemed to be saying 'no, no, no, this kind of thing really can't be done'.
So he settled for the next best thing.
“…an opportunity is arising that allows [Gwen] to obtain some blue-faced silver. This is an encounter that presents both danger and opportunity.”
Although the brush strokes were difficult, after the energy injected by Gwen reached almost 60% of his own, the brush strokes became very easy and comfortable, and he could write easily.
The amount of source power is still very important. If there is not enough amount, I'm afraid I won't even be able to use the 'opportunity'... So...
——What Gwen is thinking is: "It's amazing! My old enemy Li Qi can actually use this book to control a powerful user of source power... A conservative estimate is that her source power may be mine.
It’s more than 1.25 times. It’s really strong. No wonder Cursed Blade said that the opponent is close to the commander level.”
...Although this notebook can be slowly accumulated with the recording function of 'write a sentence a day', Gwen believes that Li Qi will not use this recording function.
After he wrote the topic sentence.
Exhale slightly, regain your strength, pick up the pen again, and write softly:
"On the [Missing Person Apartment Train], if [Gwen] exists in this scene, [Event] will enter the starting sequence and start on the [Missing Person Apartment Train]..."
The pen barrel seems to be filled with countless iron blocks and cannot be moved at all.
Even if you spend a lot of energy, you can't move it even a little bit.
It's as if the hand holding the pen is frozen and has lost the ability to write.
At the same time, this line of writing began to slowly disappear.
"...Are there any restrictions? It means that the 'opportunity to obtain blue-faced silver' exists, but this opportunity does not exist on this train. So what does it mean?"
For a moment, Gwen's brain began to think intensively and began to ponder the meaning behind this incident.
Behind everything there is a logic and a rationality to the story.
The fact that the incident was established shows that there are indeed opportunities on this train.
It is not true on the train with undestined people, so it means that this opportunity will not appear on the train, which means that the people on this train will not bring this opportunity to themselves. Because my description is, 'Gwen only triggered it when she was on the train.
...', that is to say, if Cursed Blade has the channels and commissions to obtain blue-faced silver...
Then this time should be triggerable.
If it is said that 'there is no idea but there is a channel', then the supply of such a large source of power by oneself is enough to influence the other party and make the other party 'remember that one still has a channel'. Therefore, it can be concluded...if through the channel of the Cursed Blade,
As well as the commission market on this train, it is impossible to obtain blue-faced silver...
Gwen lowered her head and touched her face, feeling curious.
Curse Blade is not a liar, so why would he lie and say, "There are channels to find a similar commission"? Are there any variables in this matter?
"I don't understand...but there must be something wrong here. This is very important information..." He put his hands back and gently held his head.
Although it’s not a good idea to say this.
But he still has a certain degree of confidence in his own intelligence. Whether it is memory or analytical ability, although it cannot directly reflect 'wisdom', with good analysis and memory, wisdom is not that important.
"What is certain at the moment is that on the Wuyuanren, whatever commission it says is 'rewarded with blue-faced silver' is false, or there will be some kind of accident that will cause them to breach the contract. This
It’s a possibility.”
If it is said that only the commission brought by the cursed blade is not valid, then there is still the possibility that the cursed blade has been tricked.
But if all the people on the Missing Person Apartment Train can't pay...
"...try this."
Gwen put the range on the entire list of fellow countrymen's numbers, but the result was invalid and could not be written down.
This shows what……
A vague idea was taking shape in Gwen's mind.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door.
And Curse Blade’s somewhat lively voice: “Gwen, it’s time to go out, I’ve booked a restaurant...”
It sounded like a patient older sister asking a boy younger than her out on a date.
If Curse Blade wasn't crazy, she would still be a qualified big sister.
Gwen pushed the thoughts away from her mind and walked to the door.
After opening the door, I was a little stunned.
Cursed Blade was wearing 'ordinary clothes' that he had never seen the other person wearing before, a long-sleeved casual cardigan jacket with a casual white base layer underneath, and college-style plaid dark trousers underneath to make him look strong.
The curves of her thighs were perfectly revealed. On her head was a dark painter's beret.
The feeling it brings to people is not so much a visual impact, but rather one of "surprised that the squirrel Curse Blade actually has such normal clothes."
It is a feeling that makes people reluctantly pronounce words like "Wow, what a woman".
"What's wrong?"
Cursed Blade put his hands in his pockets and opened his mouth to reveal a crazy smile.
Determine the ingredients: crazy batch of beauties.
Gwen mentally labeled the other person and waved her hands expressionlessly: "I still need to change clothes."
"Um, do you want my help?"
Gwen looked at Cursed Blade with an incomprehensible look. She felt that the other party was not joking, so she said: "Are you sick?"
Like a girl being teased, she slammed the door shut.
"..."
It's not easy to choose a less feminine outfit from the mind flayer's clothing.
After all, the original 'Gwen' should be called Annalee, so the clothes she prepared for Annalee were the clothes she prepared for the Mind Flayer. Gwen also had to thank Annalee for being a woman with a chest like a wall of sighs.
If you have a certain scale, you will have to spend a considerable part of your precious military and private manufacturing on clothing.
"skirt……"
"robe……"
"Short shorts..."
After rummaging for a while, Gwen relied on her memory to select a pair of casual shorts that were a little above the knees, a more comfortable casual T-shirt, and a matching small cape.
Then she chose a pair of men's pantyhose that covered her thighs, and Gwen changed into this kind of casual attire, which she was not used to.
I put on a pair of black leather shoes similar to loafers.
Walked out of the door.
As soon as I walked out, I saw Curse Blade smoking by the window again. This man had an extremely serious addiction to smoking and really couldn't be regarded as a role model for children.
Gwen walked over and fanned her left hand twice: "When are you going to quit?"
"You never gave up the Gray Tower Ring?" Curse Blade was well informed.
Gwen tilted her head: "Because you have almost taken away the Gray Tower's share."
Cigarettes are considered hard currency in Utopia, a 'currency' that cannot be named. They can only be purchased through fixed material tickets. Although Gwen and Sparks do not smoke, they are both smokers according to the data...
Naturally, it was registered in this way because of the unanimous and strong request of Rabbit, Gray Tower and Curse Blade.
The cigarette tickets of the two of them were bought by three people at a quarter of the price, which was a pretty good thing.
Extra income.
"That's it, damn it, we're going to run out of food this month!" Curse Blade yelled, holding his head, looking at Gwen with a pitiful look, "Mind Flayer, can you save me? Mind Flayer, this one
It’s only been a third of the month and I’m about to run out of cigarettes, can you get me some?”
"...It's useless for you to ask me for this kind of thing."
"That's right." Curse Blade's emotions came and went quickly.
One second she was still in agony, and the next second she was already thinking about the bad squirrel plan that was as black as ink: "I can steal Gray Tower's inventory. This bear has a lot of friends. His colleagues only approved it last time."
He used two cigarettes as operational expenses..."
"Operation funding?"
"In some special places, cigarettes are more valuable than bullets!" Cursed Blade shouted loudly, making people wonder if this person is also the type where "bullets are cheaper than cigarettes".
Gwen was not interested in the 'special place' the other party mentioned.
…………
This time Curse Blade called Armored Squirrel Cart again. Her recent large income made her very generous.
The car we called this time actually had two recliners, both on the left side of the car, facing a small heater and a window blocked by translucent gauze.
There is a small pull cord next to the two deck chairs. As long as the cord is pulled, the driver can hear it.
From the level of an ordinary little bourgeoisie to an extraordinary little bourgeoisie, a heavy blow must be taken.
Although she said that, Gwen was already lying on it, lying on her side comfortably, with her head resting on the soft pillow.
quack……
There was also a sound coming from the lounge chair next to him. Cursed Blade took off his coat, lay on his side, and pulled the drawstring gracefully.
Jingle Bell.
The sound of the bell on the front of the car can be heard even in the car——
After two seconds.
Click.
A small window was opened in the carriage, facing the driver's seat.
The driver's voice came in:
"Where are you going today, ladies?"
"I'm still single." Curse Blade said with a smile, "At the same time, the 'girl' next to me is a man..."
"I'm sorry." The coachman said, but his voice was not nervous and was full of calmness.
The people in Utopia do not have a profound pursuit of etiquette, and they will not pervertly create people who are superior and people who are inferior (Grey Tower is an exception because the left foot enters the door first). Even if the name is wrong, change it.
That's fine, it's not a big deal. Not to mention 'offensive'.
Gwen wasn't offended either.
What's wrong?
You are not allowed to tell others that you are beautiful? Do you have to be sensitive all the time?
"Please take us to the vegetable market in the city center carriage."
"clear."
Click.
The small window was closed, the car body began to tremble slightly, and the scenery outside the translucent screen facing it was slowly moving backwards. A very slight, very comfortable shaking feeling began to emerge, and Gwen almost felt like she could sleep here.
Sleep.
The two lounge chairs are not placed flat, but form an angle, about 90 degrees, so the two of them will not have the embarrassing situation of "everyone looking at the window together".
"Curse Blade, I have something to ask you about Blue Face Silver."
"Oh, you have to be patient about this matter. I just found a commission and applied for intelligence support from above. You have to wait a few more days. Don't be so hasty. Although the people of our Utopia do not live long, they are full of energy.
If the messenger doesn't die in the battle, he can survive for another hundred and fifty years. Be patient..."
The cursed blade chattered and grabbed the white spot.
Gwen was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "That's not what I meant."
"That?"
"I have some doubts. Blue-faced silver is very precious, isn't it?" Gwen asked in a leading light.
Cursed Blade was very vigilant. He considered Gwen's question carefully before nodding. The squirrel's ears twitched twice:
"It's quite precious, more expensive than gold of equal weight."
"So how is such a precious thing generally distributed as a reward for a commission? What I mean is, if I complete a commission and the reward is blue-faced silver, how is it distributed?
Give it to me? You can’t just get a piece of silver and hand it over to me, right?”
Gwen asked with concern.
Cursed Blade shook his head: "Of course not. As reward for such precious items, we must have a strong group and credit group to serve as the legal witness and guarantor of the transaction. This group is the authorities' utopia.
Ticket Bank', all material tickets, high-level material tickets and various material tickets are issued by the ticket bank."
"Golden tickets, gem tickets, original gold tickets... including tickets for precious items such as blue-faced silver are all issued by ticket banks, and they are printed in a strict 1:1 ratio. The authority's credit is already very weak, so here
On the other hand, we will do our best to ensure that 'all tickets can be cashed', and if your entrustment includes blue-faced silver as a reward, you should also be given a ticket to cash at the local ticket bank..."
She suddenly showed a horrified expression: "Wait a minute, you don't want to 'pick it up in person', do you? No, no, that's absolutely not possible. The weakest ticketing companies have three deputy captains.
Each person carries a team of eight-man Source Force Messengers, and at least three guardians sent by the two major religious groups. Even if the commander-level wants to rob, he will be held back for a long time.
!”
Good guy.
So you also thought about robbing it?
Gwen paused: "I have no intention of getting it myself, but I have recently sensed some fluctuations in the source of power."
"oh?"
Source power messengers can always see a little bit of the future intermittently, and Curse Blade believes this.
Gwen took advantage of the situation and said: "I perceived a picture. After I followed you to complete the commission to pursue the blue-faced silver, you were unable to fulfill your promise."
"..."
Cursed Blade touched his chin, "That's impossible. Although my reputation in the industry is a bit like being a cheapskate, I never default on my remuneration..."
After half a second, she showed a horrified expression: "So, it's really possible that someone will take action against the tickets! This is a big deal. I have to rely on them for my cigarette tickets next month.
Oh! No, this is absolutely not possible!"
"Are you sure someone will take action?" Gwen asked.
"Not sure, but if what you said is true, then this is the only possibility..."
"Didn't you say it was heavily guarded?"
"If you defend for a long time, you will lose. No matter how tight the defense is, after the baptism of time, there will be flaws." Cursed Blade said in a studied tone, "No matter how many defenders there are, they are careless.
At that time, and because the bank's protection has never been broken through, arrogance has spread early. In this case, there is a chance to be surprised. "
This guy has indeed done some research.
Gwen took out the script "Caryl's Crew Diary", opened it gently, and wrote down the previous sentence patterns as if taking notes.
The pen tip slides down gently.
"Well?"
Although there is resistance, it can already slide.
"It's amazing..."
Gwen glanced at Curse Blade and expressed her admiration for the other party's ability in her heart. She didn't do anything yet. She just let Curse Blade know that "someone may have an idea to hack the ticket bank", and the incident was eliminated.
Invisibly, it is really amazing to make the "blue-faced silver reward" into a "payable state".
Could it be...
This Squirrel Girl is actually positioned like the fellow Baotouman, right? On the surface, she is a powerful messenger of detectives, but at night, she is a superhero guarding the entire train. Although she has an explosive figure, she is as childish as a child. There is only one truth...
…唔唔唔(music sound).
Gwen shook her head, not thinking about meaningless things.
Curse Blade also sat up with an uncertain expression, thinking.
"..."
"Hmm, is the power consumption still relatively high... It seems that the mission of Curse Blade is still relatively difficult? And the rewards of the mission are also relatively random..."
Gwen took the tests one by one.
It was finally determined. It seems that the entry "Commissions Encountered in the Actions Within the Next Three Days" consumes the least source power, and the reward should be the most direct and easy task. The reason why it is "Within Three Days" is
Because Gwen tried two-day and one-day entries, almost every one of them required nearly 600% of his energy.
This feeling of exploring a little bit is really fascinating.
"...Well, although I really want to see the authorities fail, considering that the branch office on the Laoxianren is pretty good, we still have to be more responsible. If we want to buy trains here in the future, we'd better consider our relationship with them.
Their relationship... has been decided, so I will go and warn them."
Cursed Blade said this, and then looked surprised: "Mind Flayer, what have you done? Why is the source of power in your body so weak?"
After injecting 90% of the source power in one breath, I could barely arrange an event that I would encounter.
Even when she was tired, Gwen began to admire Li Qi's strength more and more.
It is already so difficult for him to proactively cooperate with the script to reduce the source power consumption. It is unimaginable to consume with the goal of 'other source power envoys'. It seems that Li Qi is not only surpassing the source power.
He has surpassed himself, and he is also far ahead of himself in the application of rules.
no.
We must study harder, work harder, and fight harder! Only in this way can we meet the opponent without falling behind...
Gwen closed the book with this thought.
"I have been a little tired these past few days, and I have been practicing with all my strength last night..."
"Eh? Really? You couldn't have summoned that super cute furry version of Rainy Night Butcher, and then rubbed her all night long?" Curse Blade's expression and statement made people doubt that this Squirrel Girl must be addicted to alcohol.
Have you lost your mind?', I have to say, if there is a TV series that needs a crazy character, I would recommend Cursed Blade to try it.
"I won't do such boring things."
"But you've been holding Tu Xi's cat tail and rubbing it for a long time?"
"boring."
"And the dark cat's tail."
"boring."
No matter what Curse Blade says, Gwen will never admit it. This is the self-perception of a mind flayer. The love for furry creatures is obviously the work of the mind flayer Annalie, also known as Sister Gezi.
What happened. Gwen herself definitely has no love for this kind of furry guy...
but……
It turns out there is a trick to summon a phantom and then spend the whole night doing it?
snort.
As a training and test for how long the [Summoning Spell] can last, why not give it a try next time?
…………
The squirrel cart soon stopped at a relatively front position in the city center, at the vegetable market.
The cultivated land area and oil soil in Utopia are limited, so vegetables are relatively precious consumables, just like the imported goods in luxury supermarkets in previous lives. How can you comment on what is expensive and what is cheap in Utopia?
Just see if Curse Blade dares to walk in.
If he hadn't obtained some military and private goods, I'm afraid Cursed Blade would never dare to go into a place like the vegetable market to consume.
"Buy some fruits and go back. Most of the fruits in the wilderness are toxic and medicinal, and taste very unpleasant. Only the fruits sold here are truly delicious and nutritious!" Cursed Blade said, and walked forward.
Gwen quickly followed her.
The two took a vegetable basket, opened the wooden hatch and walked in.
An incredible scene appeared before Gwen's eyes.
This is a supermarket that is nearly five stories high and as big as three football fields. On top of the densely packed shelves, fruit trees planted on the oil soil are in full bloom. Each security guard has been transformed by technology to guard the 'jewelry'-like items.
Attitude guards the fruit trees, which are wrapped in bubbles formed by air purifiers, and have uniquely designed openings that allow them to enjoy sufficient light.
Customers have to write down what fruits they want on a small wooden board and hand it over, and the security guards will call the employees to pick it.
It can be said that it has reached a level that is very rigorous and even makes people feel like a "Fruit Fairy".
Gwen swallowed.
He saw fresh strawberries! Not the ‘purifying strawberries’ of the Utopians.
The food in Utopia is divided into purified and non-purified. Purification, as the name suggests, is to purify toxic food materials into a clean state. This kind of food is usually the lowest-end food, such as purified fish and purified potatoes, which are the poorest people.
Food. On the other hand, only the working class and the poor among the middle class can afford purifying fruits, and this fresh strawberry is as big as Gwen’s fist...
14 military/half catty.
The price was so expensive that Gwen was almost speechless.
Curse Blade also looked pained, but sighed: "These are fruit seeds purchased from 'Cat Light'. Many of us believe that they come from a higher civilization, and that the food of a higher civilization may purify us..."
So at that time, there was even a price of 50 military yuan/half a catty, but it was proved later that these strawberries are just more delicious than our strawberries..."
This is natural.
This is not a sweet potato. You cannot become a Dharma God by eating it.
Needless to say, mangoes are also seeds purchased from the dimension that is suspected to be the cat lanterns in the earth world. The cat lanterns do not seem to have any restrictions on selling anything in business. These hair balls are shipped in large quantities with high-quality seeds, except
In terms of price, the people of Utopia are a bit worried, but they have to admit that the cat lights bring exactly the supplies that the middle class of Utopia needs.
In addition, the various seasonal vegetables in this vegetable market are also fresh and beautiful, and they must also use the technology brought by cat lights.
Gwen and Curse Blade purchased fruits and vegetables with caution, and carefully stuffed the crisper boxes containing these precious vegetables into the boxes.
"Next stop, go to Sports Street."
Cursed Blade said to the driver after getting into the armored squirrel cart.
