When Kraft met that Peter, if nothing else, at least he was in good spirits and had a different temperament from the other residents here.
It can be seen that he at least wiped his face before coming to the church, and got rid of the dust-covered feeling. He looked more like an outsider than a local resident, and there was no sense of alienation in his eyes like a local's low earth wall - it didn't hinder him.
I want to communicate, but I'm not willing to make contact.
Frankly speaking, this attitude is not bad. After all, in places where the outside church is dominant, they will not be happy for a heretic to appear openly. If it is caused by differences in beliefs, then they are at least friendlier than the church.
He first greeted the priest, and after learning that Kraft and his party were believers from outside, he became enthusiastic and came up to hug William, who was the leader. It was as if they suddenly became close friends and relatives, which made the man who had never known strangers
The captain was a little embarrassed.
"I really didn't expect to see compatriots here who also believe in Heavenly Father." Peter smiled and let go of William. It was the first time that he was so welcomed as a believer, and he found a slight sense of identity in a foreign land.
"Please get in the car. The priest said that we should be brothers and help each other."
Being able to find a devout believer in Gravel Town, the priest's situation was probably not as bad as he thought before. Although he didn't ask for it, Craft still held his hand when he passed by him and stuffed a few coins into his hand.
Here, "Church brothers should not treat each other badly. The rest of the trip depends entirely on you."
Coop tightened his burqa, without making any comments, and found an empty space at the back of the car to sit down. He couldn't say "Church Brothers", but the atmosphere had reached this point. From his simple emotional intelligence point of view, it would be better to reduce communication.
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"It doesn't have to be like this." Under Kraft's push, Peter put the money into his pocket and untied the ropes that tied the mules and horses, "I heard that you are going to see the mine?"
"It's best to stop construction within two years, because some building materials for the church have been unavailable in recent years, and I heard that they are only produced here. It will be troublesome to replace them in the future."
He was telling the truth. After thinking about it for a while, Coop realized that everything seemed to be correct, but it was completely different.
"It's not easy. The mine is just there, no one is watching, and no one knows if anyone has gone in. What exactly does the thing you are looking for look like?" Peter sat on the coachman's seat, raised his whip, and the carriage trembled.
He moved majestically and headed to the other side of the town.
"Maybe it's a newly discovered ore. I don't know exactly what it looks like. How many places do you know where it's mined?"
"It's everywhere, including this town that used to be a mining field. Then it became what it is now." The carriage drove out of the town and turned the corner. Peter pointed to the low flora on the right, "That
Next to it is the original mine, but it was abandoned before I came here, and now I make a living by selling grain and minerals."
The passengers turned their heads to look at where he was pointing. Under the cover of vegetation, a cave in the mountain that was not easy to notice almost missed their eyes.
It is only about one person tall. New shrubs grow on the earth and rocks at the entrance of the cave, blocking most of it. The fallen stems and leaves on the upper edge cover the other half. You can vaguely distinguish the path that leads from the road to the entrance of the cave.
The plants have almost eroded away all traces of human entry and exit, and the nearly round entrance has returned to nature, as if it belongs here. Under the visual fatigue caused by the large green and yellow background, if someone hadn't pointed it out, I would have passed by here several times.
will be found.
The surrounding ground is intact, no traces of construction can be seen, and the transition from the living area to the mining area is seamless, which makes it even harder to notice.
William, who knew a little bit about minerals, was a little confused, "How do you know there are mines down there?"
The minerals on the ice sheet are mostly exposed on the surface, and the ore can be obtained with the primitive mining level of the tribe. But it is different in the North Kingdom. Once a mineral deposit is discovered, a piece of mine pit will be dug out on the surface, and exploration will be carried out in all directions.
, expand the mining area and pursue open-pit mining as much as possible.
The direct mining method of a mine requires knowing in advance that there are minerals below. Even with complete knowledge and rich experience, it is difficult to hit the target in one go.
Even if there are people who have reached this level, how can they be willing to live in obscurity in the southern hills while living in a place the size of Gravel Town?
Peter didn't quite understand his question, "Let's go down with a torch and take a look."
"Natural mines are a gift from the Lord. What about other places?" That kind of round hole does not look like a man-made one. It is not easy to cut and is not suitable for supporting.
"It's the same, it's everywhere. As long as you can find a regular source of water to live in, you won't have to worry about having nothing to dig."
William glanced back at the entrance of the cave and repeated his words in a questioning tone, somewhat unbelievable, "Is it everywhere?"
"Yes, but those people don't think this is a gift from the Lord." Peter spat, separating himself from other local residents in his words, "I keep talking about it all day long, but I can't name it."
"There is another one on the mountain over there, but it is close to the top of the mountain and is too deep to be used." He pointed again to an ordinary hill. This time no one saw the entrance of the cave. After a certain distance, one had to distinguish between exposed rocks and half-covered rocks.
The entrance to the cave is too difficult.
From what he said, there are too many similar natural mines here to count, no less than the number on the top of the mountain.
"Is there such a terrain?" There is no term that can be summed up in Kraft's impression. A large number of natural deep holes appear in water-deficient hilly areas, just like many small holes appearing in dry and preserved cheese for no reason. He has to wonder.
It's because of maggots.
"Are they deep?"
"Yes, I have been in the mines before. I could walk there for a long time, and I had to endure the nagging of those people who didn't believe in Heavenly Father for a long time. It's better to come and drive the carriage." He was quite resentful about this, and rarely had the opportunity to talk about it.
I was afraid that the priest would get tired of hearing it and repeat it.
"They lazily took the part closer to the exit, then moved to another place, squandering the Lord's gift. Sooner or later they will be punished."
Kraft and William covered their heads and sighed at the same time. The former was not so affected. He had been mentally prepared when he came, and the setback was expected, "Oh."
The idea of investigating by mine is wrong. They can at least investigate by person. A settlement that can produce a large amount of raw materials and trade with the outside world cannot be covered by weeds and shrubs like a mine.
Peter misunderstood the meaning of their sighs and continued to complain about his dislike of those people: "They don't want to listen to me, and they don't listen to the priest. They stick to a set of rules that I can never figure out how many more there are, and I can't tell who they are.
It’s determined.”
"Don't go deep, don't come out of the mine too late, always remind which way is facing out... there are too many, to be honest I have never used them. Those who came later also got bad habits after staying for a long time.
Damn it, I don’t want to be like that.”
Amidst the complaints, the carriage turned the next bend, and the sense of direction became unclear. The winding road did not know whether it was inward or outward. Kraft had to recall for a while before he could judge that they were moving away from the canal.
In other words, as they were going deep into the southern hills, another cave appeared on the other side of the mountain. Intuitively, it was enough to fit into a small gravel house, extending diagonally downwards on the mountainside, and the light stopped not far from the entrance of the cave.
The circular outline of the cave wall is not the smooth and gentle style of a karst cave. The rock wall retains corners and small straight edges, and there are not many traces of erosion. At least based on Kraft's geographical level, it does not appear to be formed by water dissolution.
It cannot be seen deeper. As far as the visible section is concerned, there is not much change in width and width, and it looks like a crude tunnel prototype.
"Hey, what do you think the end of these holes looks like?" A certain sailor couldn't bear his loneliness and spoke to Peter. It was quite difficult to see a hole in other places, so he couldn't help but be curious.
"I don't know, I haven't heard anyone mention it."
"Really? That's quite strange. Have you ever tried to go down and have a look?"
Peter pondered for a moment, as if searching for memories of working in the mine in the past, "It's too deep, I can't go on."
After the topic was chatted, the carriage became quiet. Yin Feng took out a small book and read it for a while, but Kraft blocked it and said, "Don't read in the car, it will hurt your eyes."
It's still a long time, so Yin Feng doesn't need to take advantage of this moment to remember a few more words, and there's no need for him to rush. The mine won't move away from where it is, and it's acceptable to search for a few weeks or a few months.