I didn't quite understand what Milia meant when she described her house as a dump, until my knees... ahem, until the moment I witnessed the lobby on the first floor of their house.
Zaku... Poof... After Uncle Zaku opened the door and let us into the living room, the first headache we felt was where should we take the first step. Ding dong, I can't imagine anyone's living room can look like this. There are so many kinds of things to see, broken axles, metal pieces, waste books, wood pieces, flattened iron sheets and broken chains , the second cousin's old insole—the last one is for rhyme. In a word, when we saw the magnificent living room of Milia’s house, we had the urge to go out and pitch a tent for the night, and re-evaluated Little Bubble’s room full of toys and comic books: Mom Winky is already worthy of praise for tidying up like that.
"Ahaha, it might be a bit messy, everyone in our line of work is like this," Uncle Zhagu hahad twice indifferently, while stretching, "I'll go to sleep, I haven't slept for a long time because of this damn girl. I feel good."
After saying those words, the uncle walked through the garbage on his own, shaking his arms and disappearing across the street.
"Eh, it's still that lazy look, it's really embarrassing."
Milia pressed her forehead unbearably, with a look of deep shame on her face, and then looked at me with a bit of embarrassment, "Well, don't joke, the house is such a mess, uncle is a very, very lazy person , never tidy up his collections, and the only employee seems to be because the salary is not high, and he usually just looks at his mood."
May I ask what your family is doing? Is it the legendary alien waste collection station? And what about the employees who come to work depending on their mood! It is already a paradox to explain this with a low salary!
"Occupation? Well, the uncle claims to be an adventurer. To be honest, I was really shocked when I saw that there was indeed a registration plate called the Glory of Glory Adventure Group at home, but seeing his laziness and lack of motivation You should know what you look like, it’s an adventure group, now counting me, Bi Luna and that employee who always disappears, there are only four people in total, and they are almost turning into a garbage collection team.”
Miria said in a tone full of resentment, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. We don't know much about the occupational divisions of "adventurers" and "adventure groups" in Mobrado. After a simple explanation from the other party, we can understand the general idea. It should be similar to sports speculators. Generally speaking, it means not opening for half a year Treasure hunters who have been in business for half a year are just legends on earth. The only ones that are close in nature are tomb robbers. However, in this place where imperial relics are buried everywhere, there may be a lot of room for this kind of occupation to survive. And Miria saw that we were curious about the profession of adventurer, so she patiently explained a few more sentences, letting us know that what adventurers are looking for is not only "sacred relics", but also the heritage of ancient civilizations and the remains of battlefields. kind of stuff. Regarding the heritage of ancient civilizations, it is a "semi-unsolved mystery" that scholars in this world have always talked about. The researchers of Mobrado discovered that there was another advanced civilization on this planet. The world prospered on this planet for a long time, until it was suddenly extinct due to a certain disaster. Although the civilization relics they left behind are not as valuable as the holy relics, they are relatively large in number and are more favored by adventurers: after all, the right to explore the holy relics has been firmly controlled by the Canglan Church. The only way to find a holy relic is to report it immediately and stay away from the relic, and then get a little bonus and a big push on religious books in the next half month. If you are lucky, you will get a little limited If you are unlucky, you will gain all of the above; but you don’t have to be subject to these restrictions when you discover a relic of an ancient civilization. First come, first served. Any adventurer who has relevant technical equipment can freely explore these relics, and then Make a fortune.
As for the last type, the remains of the battlefield, the number is even greater. Mobrador was a world where civil wars would break out until two or three hundred years ago. It was forcibly shaped by the high-pressure policy (my sister and I agree very much here, this kind of peace is not a good phenomenon), and those battlefields before the peaceful era naturally became a good source of income, the amount is huge, and it is easy to discover. Things are also easier to get rid of, some collectors and scholars are willing to pay for the junk, so...
So those ancient battlefields were almost wiped out by the adventure group decades ago... Now the remaining people really can only rely on luck to eat.
"The above is what a 'normal' adventure group should do," Miria explained as she led us through the pile of "garbage" on the second floor, not forgetting to point out the word "normal". It seems that she is very dissatisfied with her extremely lazy uncle who only knows to go to the nearest car accident site to pick up garbage to make a living, "No one dares to enter the holy relics casually, the missionaries of the Canglan Church are all monsters Guy, I've never heard of anyone who explored the holy relics without authorization and escaped their pursuit alive. Don't look at the amiable appearance of all those priests, if you really want to touch the word 'sage', they can't One is crazier than the other. Of course, you... eh, hehehe."
As if suddenly remembering that Biluna was right next to her, Miria immediately stopped talking in the middle, but showed a subtle smirk. Presumably, in the eyes of this simple-minded girl, we are wandering in this world as sages, and she is the only one who knows. The biggest meaning of this matter is that it is very interesting.
I really don't know if her character is reliable or unreliable to us.
When Milia introduced her family, I have been listening carefully. There are many things in it that I know for the first time.
I don’t have any parents. As long as I can remember, I was adopted by a lazy uncle who claimed to be an adventurer. Then there was a beautiful aunt who was said to be the uncle’s assistant. I grew up with such “parents” and rubbish as companions. I feel that the family environment is not good. It's not bad either. The somewhat slovenly uncle is a terrible guy for Miria, but he is also the most reliable relative. Although Milia has been saying bad things about the other party, a certain sense of dependence on her family is still obvious.
"Actually, that's a pretty nasty guy," Miria said. "How can someone solemnly announce early in the morning on his sixth birthday, 'I'm not your uncle, and I don't know who your parents are. It's something like 'I picked you up from a ruin?' It's just too bad."
"Well, you cried a lot at that time." Biluna, who had been following us silently, nodded earnestly, "It took Zaku half a month to realize that he said something wrong."
... Has that uncle's brain been hit by something? What's up with this weird EQ
Qianqian curiously fiddled with a small iron lump she picked up from nowhere, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, Milia, didn't you say that you are a priest? Why is it now a family adventure again?" Members of the regiment? Can priests in this world work part-time?"
A footstep behind her suddenly stopped, and Bi Luna suddenly looked seriously at Miria who was a little flustered: "You even said this?!"
We immediately looked at them curiously. Could it be that this needs to be kept secret
Miria let Biluna's serious eyes stare at her, feeling a little hairy in her heart, and after a while she stammered and explained: "After all, she is my savior, so... so I accidentally said it."
Bi Luna frowned, her eyes kept sweeping over us, making people inexplicably vigilant, and finally sighed: "Well, it's not the first time anyway, but you must pay attention. I will tell Zaku about it."
"Uh, I'm in trouble."
Seeing Biluna disappear at the corner of the stairs, Miria said depressedly, while complaining, "Biluna is a regenerated person, and regenerated people are such old-fashioned guys."
"Rebirth?"
A lot of curious things immediately appeared in my mind.
"Where did you go?" Miria gave me a blank look, "The regenerated people are one of the races of Mobrado, as old as the purebreds. They are adults who have recovered from the mutants after the ancient catastrophe It is a general term for the human race of the human type, because they have become mutants, and after recovery, they call themselves regenerates. They look no different from ordinary humans, but they are all very old-fashioned. It was caused by a lot of taboos."
This is another new knowledge of Mobrado. We are now more curious about the evolution history of species in this world: what happened here after the Apostle Xiling left this world
"Priest or something, in fact, the uncle has never let me talk about it casually," the blond girl stuck out her tongue after explaining the reincarnation, "Not only is she not allowed to say this identity, even using a priesthood like Leihou I am not allowed to use skills, and I am not allowed to reveal the secret that I have a Holy Plate on my body. Normally, even summoning Ramona should try to avoid attracting attention. The uncle's intention is to make me act like an ordinary girl , the result is still exposed."
We are a little speechless, and of course we don't understand. It seems that Milia's status as a clergyman was not obtained through formal channels, and she herself probably didn't know how she was a clergyman, and she didn't know why the uncle would let her hide her identity. She didn't want to do anything, Just do what others say.
We have limited understanding of this world, and we don’t know what the criteria for judging priests in this world are, and we don’t even know what a religion that worships imperial heritage as holy relics will look like. Of course, we can’t think of Miria’s What's the matter with the identity, but it's not difficult to guess Uncle Zaku's intention, probably to protect this reckless girl. Sometimes it is a crime to conceive, but a person who is not a member of the church can use the most powerful power of a priest, and a person without faith has an information terminal that is regarded as a sacred object. This situation is not good no matter how you think about it look.
"Hey, hey," Sandora tugged on my sleeve suddenly, pointing pitifully at the messy garbage mountains around, "I'm a little hungry, can I eat these things?"
With just this sentence, we all jumped out of our respective minds, and Miria looked at Sandora with full vigilance, and said nervously: "Wait a minute! Don't eat my house!"
I looked at Sandora who had started to grind her teeth tangledly, and then looked tangledly at the Wanhu prairie outside the window, wondering if I wanted to raise my queen girl on the prairie
Fortunately, the strange incident of Sandora gnawing at the house did not happen. Her Majesty used her perseverance to overcome her biological instincts—although she also consumed 127 small round cakes in the process of defeating.
That night we enjoyed the unique diet on the planet Mobrado, which has a different taste and flavor from the food on Earth, but at least it has been verified that carbon-based organisms are harmless to eat, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. And Sandora made Uncle Zaku and Biluna gasp. At the moment when the thirteenth empty bowl was piled on the dining table, the lazy Uncle Zaku finally realized a very serious problem:
If he doesn't want to bear the reputation of not repaying his kindness, he will have to work hard from tomorrow.
I expressed my deep apologies to Milia because of Sandora's appetite, and I know that it is a bit difficult for her lazy uncle to entertain our family, but the other party told us not to care, and said that her family The uncle is actually a guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Although his face is full of pain, he is still a very hospitable person in his bones. This good evaluation lasted for a short time, and ended half an hour after dinner: Uncle Zaku seemed to have heard about Miria’s identity disclosure, and dragged the latter away for a long time for education. The uncle became a stingy, harsh, eccentric, fussy, worthless man...
However, Zaku didn't feel bad for us because of this. Obviously, sending Miria home so sincerely is enough to prove that we are a harmless crowd. The uncle just asked about our identities: As an adult, although he is not very reliable, he thinks more about things than Miria. Appropriate vigilance was maintained.
This problem was later solved by Sandora with a spiritual suggestion.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, that night we saw the sudden strong wind in the less rainy season on the planet Mobrado. Curious about the howling wind outside, I went out to have a look, so that I had to drive to the "Wan" Lake at 11:30 in the middle of the night to fish her out.
On the morning of the second day when we came to this planet, the few of us were talking about what we saw and heard in this weird world in the only place where people could stand in the living room on the first floor, expressing our opinions on the strange customs here, and Uncle Zaku was still at the door Basking in the sun, he has completely forgotten the ambitious declaration of "must work hard" that he made last night and this morning. I guess he will have to eat after he remembers this. Bi Luna went out early in the morning and took a large cart of "garbage" to the trading market to sell. Although they look like scrap metal, they still have a lot of value in the eyes of people who know the goods: at least enough for next month's living expenses.
Even though it's only the second day, we all see who is the one who supports everything in this "family", and the unsmiling Biluna is such a good woman.
"I think uncle will grow mushrooms sooner or later if he continues like this."
Listening to Uncle Zaku's little song that could not be distinguished from the original tune, Miria frowned and said sadly, "My youth will be assimilated with these garbage dumps."
"Don't say that," Sandora comforted the depressed blond girl, muttering, "At least they taste okay."
Milia is too lazy to stop this "sage" with a strong appetite. The combination of the meal last night and the early meal has made the girl realize that as long as the other party is willing, Sandora can eat up in any way at any time her family.
At this moment, a burst of noise from outside the door caught our attention. It seemed that a large group of people came laughing and joking, and what made people more concerned was that there seemed to be a familiar voice among them...
Uncle Zhagu, who was basking in the sun at the door, was talking to a large group of people, and his chattering voice seemed to make him difficult to deal with. After a while, the uncle suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in, angrily shouting at us: "Who are you? Who! Why is there at least one company outside shouting that they are looking for you?!"
When I was dazed, I saw a little old man with a short winter melon with a beard covering almost half of his face squeezed in through the crack of the door, yelling loudly that dust fell from the living room: "Gianna! Hurry up!" Come in and have a look! The house here is really similar to Dalaran!"
A female mage in a long blue dress poked her head in: "Magni! Be polite... Cirno, don't pull my skirt! I told you I'm just an ice mage, and my dad doesn't know you by the lake of mist either." Ergu..."
"Ah, it's really a world with unique scenery. It's a pity that Yuyuko didn't follow."
"Brother idiot! Can't you take off that armor?"
"Sal! Don't step on my feet!"
"Sorry, Cuixiang pushed me..."
"Melon seeds, peanuts, ice cubes!"
The muscles on Uncle Zaku's face were trembling, as were the muscles on each of us. Now I fully believe that there are at least one company at the door, and this is a conservative estimate.
"Give me all of you to be quiet!!"
I roared angrily, and there was silence at the door, only the voice of Reimu selling melon seeds and candies echoed twice like a convulsion.
"What exactly is going on?!"
Just as I finished speaking and was about to start the training, a voice accompanied by a silver-haired figure with a strong figure broke into the door, completely shutting down the second half of my sentence: "Haha! Chen, my concubine came to play with you !” RO