Deep Sea Embers Chapter 93: “This is common sense”
Duncan quickly adjusted his expression and mentality so that he didn't look like a "foreigner" with deranged common sense, but his mood could no longer calm down, 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 and how well your disguise is in the first few days, you may be at any time in some ordinary "common sense" Confused by the local worldview - ordinary historical knowledge can be learned systematically, difficult professional knowledge need not be taken into account in life, and only "common sense", that is only when you bump into it head-on will you exclaim toy.
It is common sense that there are no stars in the sky of this world.
The starry sky of this world is in the deep sea, at the junction of the spiritual world and the deep sea, which is also common sense.
Duncan has no choice but to lie on the second point of so-called "common sense".
He has never been in contact with this realm, nor has he reached this depth-he once drove the Lost Homes to the depths of the spiritual world, and also saw the leakage from the warp at the bottom of the Lost Homes cabin. The chaotic flow of light, but he has never seen the "starry sky" between the deep sea and the spiritual world... This happened to be his cognitive "blind spot" so far.
He worked through Morris's conversation as he raced through his mind.
The stars...hidden in the depths of the sea...what a strange and bizarre sight would this be? Is the so-called "starry sky" mentioned by Morris the same thing as the "starry sky" he knows? What is the shape of the junction of the spiritual world and the deep sea? 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 "Ago".
Agou is a "deep hound". According to this world, it is a kind of "demon" that is summoned from the depths to the real world.
Duncan can't imagine the physiological structure of such a bone hound, but from its appearance, it is obviously not an "aquatic creature"... Then it can be boldly speculated that the so-called "deep sea" is not necessarily a "ocean".
That might be an extremely vast, strange space, and... wrapped in the stars.
Duncan sketched a possible spatial 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?" /
"I'm just... a little interested," Duncan twitched the corners of his mouth, saying that after he had accepted the fact that there was no starry sky in this world, he suddenly heard the word "astrology" again. Not the usual wonder, "The starry sky is hidden so deep...it's not easy to explore it."
"That is of course extremely dangerous, 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 emergence of the spiritual lens, the navigators of ocean-going ships It's a lot less crazy during navigation." Morris laughed, he seemed to have a long time to find someone willing to talk to him about these issues, and now the conversation is full, "You know, a century ago, the navigator This profession has always been the position with the highest mortality rate on ocean-going ships... In fact, 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 what the old gentleman said in the last sentence, he just felt that a long-standing question in his mind was suddenly answered:
In this world without stars in the sky, how do ocean-going ships calibrate their course?
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 in the new city-state calendar, navigating ships was even a deadly job.
After all, ordinary ships do not have a "nautical chart" that is updated in real time like the satellite positioning, nor a reliable "goat mate".
"You are really a learned person," Duncan finally couldn't help but sigh sincerely after talking about many more questions, "Nina is lucky to have a teacher like you."
"I'm also very happy 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 anyone in a long time."
The old man said, sighing slightly: "My life is good now, quiet and peaceful, and I have less trivial matters in the upper city. The only problem is that most of the time, it is difficult to find people who are willing to listen to me. These boring things...even the teachers who work together often can't keep up with my thoughts. It's rare that you can listen to me so much."
"I'd love to be your audience," Duncan smiled immediately, "I'm particularly interested in history."
"I can see that," Mr. Morris smiled comfortably, then he glanced in the direction of the window, only to realize the passage of time, and quickly stood up, "Oh, the goddess is above, I am already there Been here all afternoon?"
"If you don't mind, you can stay here overnight," Duncan said casually. "You can try my craft."
"...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'll go home. , the city has not been peaceful recently, and staying home all night will make the family worried."
"That's right...then I won't hold back," Duncan thought for a while, then got up to say goodbye, "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 and see the teacher!"
The sound of footsteps came from the stairs. 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 We talked for so long?!"
"We had a great time talking," Morris said with a smile. "Your uncle is a wide-ranging and willing to learn, and we exchanged a lot of historical issues."
Duncan kept a serious look beside him and nodded silently.
The so-called communication is actually the old gentleman's one-sided talk. He pretends to understand and listens while fooling. But since the old gentleman said so himself, of course Duncan won't say much - and to be fair, he I feel that I am quite qualified as an audience, and I can ask some questions in a timely manner to keep it going. Isn’t this the best communication environment for old scholars who usually suffer from no one listening to them?
Nina looked suspiciously at her uncle, and then at the happy old gentleman. She wanted to say that her uncle had been dabbling in a wide range of subjects and was willing to learn, but she swallowed the words. , and then she suddenly became a little nervous, pulling Duncan's sleeve and whispering: "Did you all say something about me?"
"It's just a little situation in the school," Maurice didn't care about his age, but his hearing was very good, and he immediately heard the girl's whisper, "Your uncle will tell you—don't worry, I'm not messing around. Complaint."
While speaking, the old man picked up the cane that was put aside when he entered the door, and confirmed the old dagger in his arms. Then he said goodbye to his uncle and nephew, and walked out the door slowly. .
After sending the old gentleman away, Duncan glanced at the sky outside, and simply put up a closed sign and locked the door of the shop - at this time, there will be no more business coming.
And he's just made a huge sum of money, and the usual "business" doesn't seem so important.
Nina watched Duncan busy over there, locking the door and clearing the counter, feeling filled with questions, but before she could speak, Duncan suddenly raised his head and looked at her with a smile: " I'll take you to buy a bike in two days."
"Huh?" Nina didn't react immediately, "Why..."
"I got a city hall bonus before, the money is enough, and then I just did a big business, I think... we can live a little more comfortably~IndoMTL.com~Duncan raised his hand. Check, "At least a bike always goes a long way, doesn't it? "
"Big business..." Nina finally reacted, "Ah, did you really sell that dagger to Mr. Morris?"
"Sold," Duncan nodded, "more than three thousand sora."
Nina: "...!?"
The girl, who has a good idea of money, was taken aback by the number, and then looked at her Uncle Duncan with a strange expression.
"The teacher came to visit, you took him to chat for an afternoon, and you sold him more than 3,000 Sora... What if it spreads out in the future!"
Duncan thought about it for a while, then looked serious: "Is our store famous?"
Nina: "Are you serious?"
Duncan spread his hands: "Well, the old gentleman likes that thing, I can't give it away for free - it's rare to find a genuine item in the store."
Nina stuck her waist and her cheeks bulged, but in the end, the 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:
If one day, you crossed into a planet, what would you do?
Confused, frightened, or ecstatic?
In this regard, a traveler has something to say:
The children who live in me—
You guys don't fight anymore! ! !
If you fight again, I will teach you how to be human!
Ahem.
All in all, this book tells the story of a careful and loving father who cared for his children with love.
(The mobile phone number of the young man has not been used for a long time and has been transferred, and as a result, the author's account has been cancelled, which is a bit pitiful)
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