ALL NOVEL foreigner's journey
Chapter 14 Those Disappearing Weapons
Chapter 14 Those Disappearing Weapons
Heather didn't know that he had aroused the fighting spirit of the two protagonists on the side.
On a fine Sunday morning, he slipped away from the crowded fans to hang out on Commercial Street No. [-], which is adjacent to the Sky Arena.
Heather has a little-known hobby, that is, he likes to go to the market.
It is not a large shopping mall that sells luxury brand clothing and shoes, but a market that sells all kinds of gadgets and street food, which can reflect the local folk customs.Well, going to the morning market at your doorstep is also a great pleasure.
No. [-] Commercial Street is located four kilometers south of the Sky Arena. It is very lively near the residential area and the port.
Heather was wearing a gray hooded tracksuit and jeans, with slightly curly black hair over the ears tied behind his head with a black hairpin, and the bangs were four to six showing the black-rimmed glasses below.He stopped and walked, crouching down from time to time to look at the small items on the booth.
There are basically no large and precious objects or antiques here, let alone swords and guns, most of which are fakes to fool outsiders, but Heather has a good time shopping, which is a good consultation for him. experience.
After all, there are all kinds of people in the market. As long as you don’t care about authenticity, you can get a lot of information by just listening to the gossip of people around you.
"Oh little brother, just take a look at it? If you like it, tell Uncle. Uncle dares to pat his chest to ensure that everything on the stall is real."
Heather stopped in front of a rug again. The owner of the stall, a strong bearded man, hurriedly shouted at the sight of a fat sheep.
Heather picked up an oddly shaped short knife and looked over it: "Bian's knife? Is it true, uncle?"
Bianni Duolong was a murderer more than 100 years ago, and Bian's knife is his own brand.As a knife maker, Bianni Duolong cast a knife and engraved a serial number every time he killed a person. He forged a total of 280 Bian's knives in his life.
The engraved numbered knives are sold in the shop like his other swords.Later in prison, he once said: [It was the victim's mournful cry and expression that gave me inspiration. ] Since then, his works have been collected by people with unique preferences.Although Bian's Knife is difficult to get a positive review because it was made by a suicidal maniac, it is still collected by many fanatical collectors and has become an unknown famous product.Even if the price depends on the serial number, at least 500 million rings can be auctioned.
But Heather has come to the conclusion that the dagger is a fake.
Because after using 'Condensation', he didn't see any remaining thoughts on the knife. Many famous products like this will be entangled with the maker's remaining thoughts, which will last a hundred years.This trick was learned from Xiaogang Qiqi's omission from the comics.
"Of course it's true, uncle, can I still lie to you as a young boy?" The bearded stall owner had a cheerful smile on his face: "Look at you, this Bian's knife has a late serial number, and 300 million rings are cheap for you Already!"
Dry!I'm wearing [Superman's contact lenses] Can you still see my handsome boy?Heather rolled his eyes, put down the knife, and picked up an old book. The cover of the book was a little old and faded, and a line of words was printed in bright red font on a pure gray background - "Those Disappearing Weapons".
Heather picked up the old book and shook it, and a large amount of dust fell: "You dare to say that this book is also an antique, I will call the police uncle to come here!"
Gee, another nasty scavenger.The bearded stall owner stared at the dead fish and sat back on the small bench to pick up the newspaper again.
That crap book was popular for a while more than ten years ago, but now it has ceased to be published, and even the author Olam himself has disappeared without a trace.All the old copies were sold on the market, but the volume of the original release was so large that almost everyone who was interested in it had a copy, and the value could not be raised. If you buy it through serious channels, you can get it for about [-] or so.
It just so happened that Heather had finished reading the novel he brought with him recently. He had always liked to read bizarre stories and he was very interested in this book.It's so neat that the bearded stall owner regrets why he didn't call out a few thousand more.
Both of them were not so happy in their hearts that when they left, Heather and the bearded stall owner extended their left hands to each other and said goodbye with an international friendly gesture, which caused passersby to turn back frequently.
After that, Heather wandered around the other stalls, but unfortunately there was nothing to look at.As it was almost noon, he simply bought some snacks in the market and packed them back to the Sky Arena.
After returning to the room, he threw the book on the table, and then laid out the packaged snacks. Heather nodded with his arms crossed. This is called going to the market!
The Sky Arena is located in Yosko District, adjacent to the Republic of Batokia, with a pleasant climate, and the style of street food here is very different from that of Flash City.
Five pieces of fried rice balls, mixed with rice and meat sauce, and then wrapped in the outer layer and fried until golden brown, usually with some fillings in the middle, these fried rice balls bought by Heather are famous for their mellow aroma. of yosk cheese, minced Gotori bacon and sweet fish skin.
A Bartocia donut, a specialty of the neighbouring Bartocia Republic, doughnuts are made of flour and mashed potatoes mixed with cream and covered with icing sugar.
A small box of ink ball olives (about 10), soaked in salt water and seasoned with cumin and cocoa grass, is a refreshing snack that is especially greasy.
Five Gutori kebabs, a meat-eaters favorite, are spiced cuts of meat with sage leaves and cheesy sausages wrapped in thin smoked bacon and seasoned with local chili peppers.
Two dry mountain sausages, each 15 cm long, mixed with minced pork, chopped onion, seagull herbs, salt and pepper, and baked with charcoal on a grill coated with bacon. The finished product should have been sandwiched in a planer. Enjoyed on open long bread, Heather chose a non-classic way of eating it - drizzled with yellow mustard and ketchup and eaten directly.
Finally, there is a big box of Momo gummies. Heather bought a mix of fruit flavors. Each beautiful gummy candy with bright color is wrapped in shredded coconut. It is sweet but not greasy. It is a good snack.
After eating and drinking, Heather threw a piece of Momo fudge into his mouth, sat on the sofa and flipped through the book "Those Disappearing Weapons".
"Hmm... lychee flavor? It's okay."
The book is not very thick, with a total of 122 pages, detailing the magical weapons that disappeared into the long history of history and turned into legends by category, and some even have pictures.There are many legends and myths that look very interesting, and Heather watched with great interest, such as-
【Stinging Bee】——A sacred object enshrined by the Crodiva clan about 1500 years ago, this is an artifact given by the goddess of the poisonous bee, Niela, which is taken from the bee sting of Niela's pet giant bee .
Legend has it that only the bee sting is hit.Even just scratching the skin will be infected with a total of 17 kinds of toxins. The types of toxins are different each time. Among them, there are many deadly poisons that seal the throat with blood and super paralyzing toxins that can instantly paralyze elephants with just a little bit.
But as the Crodiva clan was exterminated in the clan wars, the enshrined dagger disappeared.Nowadays, many folklorists and historians believe that the "stinging wasp" is just a false thing invented by the Crodiva clan to deter rival tribes. dagger.
[Cold River Gentian]——The supreme artifact of the Cubalot Empire 2000 years ago, the cross spear held by the [Winter King Tion] in the Balot mythology.The spear is 3 meters long, and the whole body is made of green gold unique to the fairy town. The whole cross spear exudes a severe cold air all the time. It is said that snow disasters and cold winters can be brought about by just swinging it. It has been enshrined in the royal capital for many years. Winter cold tower top.
The emperors of the ancient Cubalot Empire would go to the Winter Frost Tower to worship this spear on the day they ascended the throne, and through this, they could obtain the power of ice bestowed by the King of Winter.
The Cubalot Empire lasted for 470 years and eventually fell apart due to civil strife.According to the unearthed texts, on the day of the destruction of the empire, the Tower of Winter Cold was struck by lightning that appeared in a sunny day, the tower body was damaged, and the [Cold River Gentian] disappeared.On that day, King Balot XIV was assassinated, the royal family was besieged and exterminated by the rebels, and the largest empire in the world disintegrated.
Heather turned the page again, and always felt that the magical weapons recorded in the book were a bit weird.
It's a bit like... [Reading Device]?
(End of this chapter)
Heather didn't know that he had aroused the fighting spirit of the two protagonists on the side.
On a fine Sunday morning, he slipped away from the crowded fans to hang out on Commercial Street No. [-], which is adjacent to the Sky Arena.
Heather has a little-known hobby, that is, he likes to go to the market.
It is not a large shopping mall that sells luxury brand clothing and shoes, but a market that sells all kinds of gadgets and street food, which can reflect the local folk customs.Well, going to the morning market at your doorstep is also a great pleasure.
No. [-] Commercial Street is located four kilometers south of the Sky Arena. It is very lively near the residential area and the port.
Heather was wearing a gray hooded tracksuit and jeans, with slightly curly black hair over the ears tied behind his head with a black hairpin, and the bangs were four to six showing the black-rimmed glasses below.He stopped and walked, crouching down from time to time to look at the small items on the booth.
There are basically no large and precious objects or antiques here, let alone swords and guns, most of which are fakes to fool outsiders, but Heather has a good time shopping, which is a good consultation for him. experience.
After all, there are all kinds of people in the market. As long as you don’t care about authenticity, you can get a lot of information by just listening to the gossip of people around you.
"Oh little brother, just take a look at it? If you like it, tell Uncle. Uncle dares to pat his chest to ensure that everything on the stall is real."
Heather stopped in front of a rug again. The owner of the stall, a strong bearded man, hurriedly shouted at the sight of a fat sheep.
Heather picked up an oddly shaped short knife and looked over it: "Bian's knife? Is it true, uncle?"
Bianni Duolong was a murderer more than 100 years ago, and Bian's knife is his own brand.As a knife maker, Bianni Duolong cast a knife and engraved a serial number every time he killed a person. He forged a total of 280 Bian's knives in his life.
The engraved numbered knives are sold in the shop like his other swords.Later in prison, he once said: [It was the victim's mournful cry and expression that gave me inspiration. ] Since then, his works have been collected by people with unique preferences.Although Bian's Knife is difficult to get a positive review because it was made by a suicidal maniac, it is still collected by many fanatical collectors and has become an unknown famous product.Even if the price depends on the serial number, at least 500 million rings can be auctioned.
But Heather has come to the conclusion that the dagger is a fake.
Because after using 'Condensation', he didn't see any remaining thoughts on the knife. Many famous products like this will be entangled with the maker's remaining thoughts, which will last a hundred years.This trick was learned from Xiaogang Qiqi's omission from the comics.
"Of course it's true, uncle, can I still lie to you as a young boy?" The bearded stall owner had a cheerful smile on his face: "Look at you, this Bian's knife has a late serial number, and 300 million rings are cheap for you Already!"
Dry!I'm wearing [Superman's contact lenses] Can you still see my handsome boy?Heather rolled his eyes, put down the knife, and picked up an old book. The cover of the book was a little old and faded, and a line of words was printed in bright red font on a pure gray background - "Those Disappearing Weapons".
Heather picked up the old book and shook it, and a large amount of dust fell: "You dare to say that this book is also an antique, I will call the police uncle to come here!"
Gee, another nasty scavenger.The bearded stall owner stared at the dead fish and sat back on the small bench to pick up the newspaper again.
That crap book was popular for a while more than ten years ago, but now it has ceased to be published, and even the author Olam himself has disappeared without a trace.All the old copies were sold on the market, but the volume of the original release was so large that almost everyone who was interested in it had a copy, and the value could not be raised. If you buy it through serious channels, you can get it for about [-] or so.
It just so happened that Heather had finished reading the novel he brought with him recently. He had always liked to read bizarre stories and he was very interested in this book.It's so neat that the bearded stall owner regrets why he didn't call out a few thousand more.
Both of them were not so happy in their hearts that when they left, Heather and the bearded stall owner extended their left hands to each other and said goodbye with an international friendly gesture, which caused passersby to turn back frequently.
After that, Heather wandered around the other stalls, but unfortunately there was nothing to look at.As it was almost noon, he simply bought some snacks in the market and packed them back to the Sky Arena.
After returning to the room, he threw the book on the table, and then laid out the packaged snacks. Heather nodded with his arms crossed. This is called going to the market!
The Sky Arena is located in Yosko District, adjacent to the Republic of Batokia, with a pleasant climate, and the style of street food here is very different from that of Flash City.
Five pieces of fried rice balls, mixed with rice and meat sauce, and then wrapped in the outer layer and fried until golden brown, usually with some fillings in the middle, these fried rice balls bought by Heather are famous for their mellow aroma. of yosk cheese, minced Gotori bacon and sweet fish skin.
A Bartocia donut, a specialty of the neighbouring Bartocia Republic, doughnuts are made of flour and mashed potatoes mixed with cream and covered with icing sugar.
A small box of ink ball olives (about 10), soaked in salt water and seasoned with cumin and cocoa grass, is a refreshing snack that is especially greasy.
Five Gutori kebabs, a meat-eaters favorite, are spiced cuts of meat with sage leaves and cheesy sausages wrapped in thin smoked bacon and seasoned with local chili peppers.
Two dry mountain sausages, each 15 cm long, mixed with minced pork, chopped onion, seagull herbs, salt and pepper, and baked with charcoal on a grill coated with bacon. The finished product should have been sandwiched in a planer. Enjoyed on open long bread, Heather chose a non-classic way of eating it - drizzled with yellow mustard and ketchup and eaten directly.
Finally, there is a big box of Momo gummies. Heather bought a mix of fruit flavors. Each beautiful gummy candy with bright color is wrapped in shredded coconut. It is sweet but not greasy. It is a good snack.
After eating and drinking, Heather threw a piece of Momo fudge into his mouth, sat on the sofa and flipped through the book "Those Disappearing Weapons".
"Hmm... lychee flavor? It's okay."
The book is not very thick, with a total of 122 pages, detailing the magical weapons that disappeared into the long history of history and turned into legends by category, and some even have pictures.There are many legends and myths that look very interesting, and Heather watched with great interest, such as-
【Stinging Bee】——A sacred object enshrined by the Crodiva clan about 1500 years ago, this is an artifact given by the goddess of the poisonous bee, Niela, which is taken from the bee sting of Niela's pet giant bee .
Legend has it that only the bee sting is hit.Even just scratching the skin will be infected with a total of 17 kinds of toxins. The types of toxins are different each time. Among them, there are many deadly poisons that seal the throat with blood and super paralyzing toxins that can instantly paralyze elephants with just a little bit.
But as the Crodiva clan was exterminated in the clan wars, the enshrined dagger disappeared.Nowadays, many folklorists and historians believe that the "stinging wasp" is just a false thing invented by the Crodiva clan to deter rival tribes. dagger.
[Cold River Gentian]——The supreme artifact of the Cubalot Empire 2000 years ago, the cross spear held by the [Winter King Tion] in the Balot mythology.The spear is 3 meters long, and the whole body is made of green gold unique to the fairy town. The whole cross spear exudes a severe cold air all the time. It is said that snow disasters and cold winters can be brought about by just swinging it. It has been enshrined in the royal capital for many years. Winter cold tower top.
The emperors of the ancient Cubalot Empire would go to the Winter Frost Tower to worship this spear on the day they ascended the throne, and through this, they could obtain the power of ice bestowed by the King of Winter.
The Cubalot Empire lasted for 470 years and eventually fell apart due to civil strife.According to the unearthed texts, on the day of the destruction of the empire, the Tower of Winter Cold was struck by lightning that appeared in a sunny day, the tower body was damaged, and the [Cold River Gentian] disappeared.On that day, King Balot XIV was assassinated, the royal family was besieged and exterminated by the rebels, and the largest empire in the world disintegrated.
Heather turned the page again, and always felt that the magical weapons recorded in the book were a bit weird.
It's a bit like... [Reading Device]?
(End of this chapter)
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