Deep Sea Embers Chapter 169: Step into the curtain

"Okay? That's how french fries are done. It's very simple - just be careful not to over fry and not to eat raw. You don't need to stick your head out and stare at the frying pan, and you don't need to taste anything. Salty, remember?"

In the morning on the Lost Homeland, Duncan pointed at Alice with a serious face in the kitchen, and in the oil pan in front of them, some white fries were still tumbling up and down in the hot oil , making a continuous sizzling sound.

"Remember...remember!" Alice stared at the hot oil pan without blinking, holding a kitchen knife tightly in one hand, and there was something she cut on the chopping board next to her. Badly Shaped Potato Nuggets - These Potato Nuggets will be the ingredients for other dishes.

Duncan looked at the frying pan, looked at the puppet next to him, nodded slightly, and said in his heart that such a simple thing, this Hanhan would not mess up again, and then he noticed the kitchen knife in Alice's hand , I couldn't help but feel a little awkward: "...Can you put down the kitchen knife first, and don't always carry it after cutting things."

A cursed doll standing in the kitchen with a kitchen knife and murdering (targeting potatoes), this picture is not auspicious no matter how you look at it.

It seems like the next second will change to a thrilling BGM, and then Alice's head will have a blood bar that can pierce the screen.

"Oh... oh!" Alice then reacted, and quickly put the kitchen knife back to the side, then waved her hand to the captain quite confidently, "Go back, captain! I have learned this, you and Aye just waits and eats!"

Duncan stared at Alice for a long time, and confirmed that the doll would really not have any problems again, and then he was slightly relieved, and then a feeling of emotion emerged in his heart——

After all this time, his homeless ship can finally produce fries!

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On the second floor of the antique store, next to the dining table, Nina, who had a medicine cloth on her head, suddenly raised her head curiously and glanced at her uncle: "Uncle, I wanted to ask before, why do you keep wrinkling in the morning? Eyebrows... and why did you exhale as if you were suddenly relaxed..."

"Is there? I didn't pay attention..." Duncan froze for a moment, his attention instantly crossed the distant space and landed on this small antique shop, then he smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, just remembered something The matter on the account, I did some mental calculations just now, and now it's settled."

"Oh," Nina nodded, "I said, it felt like your nerves were tense just now."

Duncan didn't say anything, just kept a calm smile, but he couldn't help but mutter something in his heart - this girl is quite observant.

At this time, Nina looked at the small window facing the street at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and after a moment of hesitation, she whispered, "Sherry didn't come today."

"...People have their own place to live," Duncan looked at the lonely girl across from him, crying and laughing, "and you have to go to school today, so how do you have time to go out and play with her."

"I should find out where she lives," Nina added, "so that I can go to her when she's not free."

Duncan didn't speak for a while, and after two or three seconds of silence, he asked softly: "Do you like this new friend very much? It's clear that you haven't actually been together for a long time."

"She is very nice, she saved my life in the museum," Nina said immediately, "and...and..."

“And what?”

"And when she lived here, I chatted with her and Ah Gou at night, inquired about her situation, and found that she had always been dependent on Ah Gou, living in a small alley in the slum, where the The street lights are not complete, the house is leaking rain and air, I..."

"Nina," Duncan interrupted the girl in front of him suddenly, with a slightly serious expression on his face, "Friendship cannot be built on sympathy, especially for a child like Shirley."

Nina was stunned for a moment, raised her head to meet Duncan's gaze, and then slowly scratched the hair on her temples after a while: "Uncle, you suddenly said something very philosophical..."

Duncan: "..."

"But uncle, you did remind me that I may have a little sympathy," Nina continued, "but...I just want her to live a little better, I can feel it, although she I'm always inexplicably nervous when I live here, but it's actually

I'm very happy, I... I'm making judgments for her, am I a bit self-righteous?"

Duncan didn't answer, he seemed to fall into a brief thought, and after a while he shook his head with a smile: "Don't think about it so much, we'll ask Shirley where she lives next time we see her, as for where she lives. Now... hurry up and finish your meal, it's almost time for school."

"Okay!" Nina nodded obediently immediately, and then she seemed to have thought of something, with a look of excitement on her face, "By the way, can I... ride that new bike today? Did you bike to school?"

"No," Duncan raised his eyelids and refused without hesitation, "Have you forgotten how badly you fell last night?"

While he was talking, what happened yesterday after Nina came home came into his mind - the girl saw the brand new bicycle parked on the first floor at first sight, and almost jumped in excitement. I got up, and excitedly wanted to get in the car to try it out. It took about 30 seconds, and I slammed into the door with a bang...

She still has a medicine cloth on her forehead.

"I... I thought it would be easy to ride a bicycle," Nina lowered her head in embarrassment, "I think all my classmates can..."

Duncan sighed.

He should have thought that if there were no bicycles in this antique store, and Nina didn't have any friends for all these years, how could she possibly have a chance to learn to ride - completely ignored when she bought her own bike.

"Let's take the bus to school today, don't run, our family is not short of the fare now," Duncan took out a few coins and put them in front of Nina, "I'll teach you how to ride a bicycle when you come back— It's really not difficult, with your intelligence, you can learn it in a few days."

Nina was a little frustrated at first, but soon became happy again, nodding happily: "Oh!"

After a while, Nina happily ran out of the door of the antique shop, while Duncan stood in the small window on the second floor of the antique shop, watching the girl's figure pass through the street in the morning light, and ran not far away bus stop.

The sound of more and more cars and people is echoing in the streets and alleys. This urban area is waking up little by little in the sunlight. The golden-red sunlight is spreading along the distant roof, and it looks like an illusory layer. Rising splendid curtain.

Formed by flames, it sweeps across the veil of the city-state.

Duncan's expression suddenly froze, frowning at the row upon row of houses in the distance.

The splendid image of the curtain of flames sweeping across the city-state disappeared from the glow, as if the image that had popped into his mind at that moment was just a momentary baseless fantasy.

However, Duncan's furrowed brows did not relax in the slightest. He just continued to stare into the distance, as if to find another layer of overlapping reality in the magnificent sunrise - it took a few minutes before he Slowly look back.

He pondered for a while, and waved to the air next to him: "Ai Yi."

The next second, a green flame suddenly burst in the air, and the undead bird circled from the flames. Ai flapped his wings and landed on Duncan's shoulder, shouting loudly, "Hiccup... ...who's calling... hiccup... fleet?"

Duncan's mood suddenly became incoherent. He turned his head and stared at the pigeon that had almost swelled in a circle: "...How much did you eat on the boat?"

Ai flapped her wings and stretched her neck vigorously: "It's time to eat food... hiccup!"

Duncan stared blankly at the bird, and after a while he sighed: "No wonder Alice has been tinkering for a long time, and finally brought so few things to the cabin, and the co-authoring will let you cut off your beard... ...forget it, let's not waste it. Can it still fly? Sixth block."

The pigeon suddenly made a loud cry: "The mission must be achieved! The mission must be achieved!"

The next second, a small window on the second floor of the antique store flashed, and a swollen fat pigeon jumped out of the window and staggered toward the direction of the sixth block.

At the same time, deep in the sixth block, two dark gray steam cars were driving in the empty and deserted streets.

The tall Vanna was sitting in the back seat of one of the cars ~IndoMTL.com~ with her great sword in her hand, and she herself was quietly watching the scene on the street outside.

Vanna did not due to uncertainty about the condition of that chapel

Go directly into the block with the overly dazzling steam walker, but choose to lead some of the elite to enter the block in a low-key manner, while the support team is on standby in the nearby block.

And after entering the sixth block, she really noticed the "atmosphere" here... very wrong.

Neighborhoods that are too lackluster, residents who are sporadic lazy and unresponsive to outside stimuli, and old facilities that are in disrepair and beyond the tolerance limit of the downtown area.

There's an aura lingering here and there, and the whole block feels to her... as if time were frozen in a forgotten crevice.

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Chapter 169 steps into the curtain