I never quite understood what Milia meant when she described her house as a garbage dump, until I got to my knees...ahem, until I personally saw the hall 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 had was where to take the first step. Ding-dang, I really can’t imagine whose living room could be like this.
The appearance, the first thing you see is a dazzling array of various types, broken axles, metal pieces, scrap books, pieces of wood, flattened iron sheets and broken chains, second cousin's old shoe insoles - the last one is for rhyme.
. In short, when we saw the magnificent living room of Milia's house, we had the urge to immediately go out and set up a tent for the night, and re-evaluated Little Bubble's room filled with toys and comic books:
It's worthy of praise that Niang Shining can clean up like that.
"Ah haha, it might be a bit messy, everyone in our industry is like this," Uncle Zaku laughed nonchalantly, while stretching, "I'll go up and take a nap, this damn girl has been tossing me so much that I haven't slept in a while.
Have a good sleep."
After saying these words, the uncle walked through the garbage on the ground, swaying his arms and disappeared on the other side.
"Well, you still look that lazy. It's really embarrassing."
Milia couldn't bear it and pressed her forehead, with a look of deep shame on her face, and then looked at me with a slightly embarrassed look, "Well, don't be ridiculous, the family is such a mess, and uncle is a very, very lazy person.
, never tidies up his collection, and the only employee seems to be here because his salary is not high, so he usually just comes here depending on his mood."
Dare I ask what your family does? Is it the legendary alien scrap collection station? And what about the employees who come to work depending on their mood! It’s already a paradox to explain this with a low salary!
"Occupation? Well, uncle calls himself an adventurer. To be honest, I was really shocked when I saw that there is indeed a registered license plate called Glowing Glory Adventure Group at home, but he looks so lazy and unmotivated
You should know what they look like, they are said to be an adventure group, but now there are only four people including me, Biruna, and the employee who is always missing, and they are almost turning into a team of garbage pickers."
Milia said in a tone full of resentment, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. We didn't know much about Mobrado's "adventurer" and "adventure group" career divisions. We only got a rough idea after the other party's simple explanation.
I think they should be similar to sports speculators - generally speaking, they are treasure hunters who do not work for half a year and eat for half a year. This profession on the earth is just a legend. The only ones with similar characteristics are tomb robbers, but there are hidden treasures everywhere.
In the ruins of the empire, maybe there really is a lot of room for this kind of profession to survive. And seeing that we were curious about the adventurer profession, Milia patiently explained a few more words, letting us know that what adventurers are looking for is not just
There are "holy relics", and more, there are ancient civilization heritage, battlefield remains and the like. Regarding the ancient civilization heritage, it is a "half-unsolved mystery" that scholars in this world have always talked about. Mobrado's
Researchers have discovered that there was another advanced civilization on this planet. They prospered on this planet for a long time after the sages left this world, until they suddenly became extinct due to a certain disaster. They left behind
Although the civilization relics are not as valuable as the holy relics, they are relatively large in number and are more popular with adventurers: after all, the right to explore the holy relics has always been firmly controlled by the Blue Church. Even if ordinary adventurers discover the holy relics,
, the only way to go is to report it immediately and stay away from the ruins, and then get a little bit of bonus and a big recommendation on religious readings in the next half month. Only those who are very lucky will get a little bit of limited exploration of the ruins.
Right, and those who are unlucky will get all the above; but when discovering an ancient civilization relic, there is no need to be subject to these restrictions. It is first come, first served. Any adventurer with relevant technical equipment can freely excavate these relics, and then make a big fortune.
A windfall.
As for the last type, battlefield remains, the number is even greater. Until two or three hundred years ago, Mobrador was a world where civil war would break out. Its current comprehensive peace was achieved after the Blue Church mastered several ancient sage weapons.
It was forcibly shaped by high-pressure policies (my sister and I agree very much here that this kind of peace is not a good phenomenon), and those battlefields before the peaceful era have naturally become good sources of wealth, which are huge in number and easy to discover.
Things are also easier to get rid of, and there are many collectors and scholars who are willing to spend money to buy those junk, so...
So those ancient battlefields were almost completely looted by adventure groups decades ago... Now the remaining people really have to rely on luck to survive.
"The above is what a 'normal' adventure group should do," Milia explained while leading us through the same mountain of "trash" on the second floor, not forgetting to emphasize the word "normal".
It seems that she is very dissatisfied with her extremely lazy uncle who only knows how to pick up some garbage from the nearest car accident scene to make a living. "No one dares to enter the holy ruins casually. The missionaries of the Blue Church are like monsters."
Guys, I have never heard of anyone escaping their pursuit alive after exploring the holy relics without permission. Even though all those priests look so amiable, if they really touch the word 'sage', they can't
One is crazier than the other. Of course, you... eh, hehehe."
As if she suddenly remembered that Biluna was right next to her, Milia immediately stopped mid-sentence, but showed a subtle giggle. Presumably in the eyes of this simple-minded girl, we are wandering in this world pretending to be saints,
And she was the only one who knew about it, so the biggest significance of this matter was just that it was very interesting.
I really don’t know whether her character is reliable or unreliable to us.
When Milia introduced her family, I had been listening carefully. There were many things I knew for the first time.
I have no parents. As long as I can remember, I have been adopted by a lazy uncle who calls himself an adventurer. Then there is a beautiful aunt who is said to be the uncle's assistant. I have been living with such "parents" since I was a child, and I feel that the family environment is not good.
It can’t be said that it’s not bad. The somewhat slovenly uncle is a scary guy to Milia, but he is also the most reliable relative. Although Milia keeps saying bad things about him, she still has a certain sense of dependence on her family.
obviously.
"Actually, that's a pretty annoying guy," Milia said. "How could you solemnly announce on someone's sixth birthday early in the morning, 'I'm not your biological uncle, and I don't know who your parents are. I never
Picking you up from a ruins? That's really bad."
"Well, you were crying a lot at that time," Biluna, who had been following us silently, nodded seriously. "It took Zaku half a month to realize that he had said the wrong thing."
...Has that uncle's mind been impacted by anything? What's going on with this weird emotional intelligence?
Qian Qian curiously played with a small iron lump she picked up from nowhere, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, Milia, didn't you say you were a priest? Why has it become a family adventure now?
Members of the group, huh? Priests in this world can work part-time?”
A step behind him suddenly stopped, and Biluna suddenly looked seriously at Milia, who was a little panicked at the moment: "You even said this?!"
We immediately looked at them curiously, does this need to be kept secret?
Milia was staring at Biluna's serious eyes, feeling a little nervous. After a long while, she stammered and explained: "After all, he is his savior, so...that's why he accidentally said it."
Biluna frowned, her eyes kept scanning over us, putting us on alert inexplicably, and finally sighed: "Well, it's not the first time anyway, but you must pay attention to this.
I will tell Zaku about it."
"Um, that's troublesome."
Watching Biruna disappear around the corner of the stairs, Milia said depressedly, while complaining, "Biluna is a reborn person, and regenerated people are such old-fashioned guys."
"Reborn person?"
A lot of curious things immediately came to my mind.
"Where are you thinking?" Milia rolled her eyes at me, "The regenerated people are one of Mobrado's races, as old as the pure people. They are the mutants who regenerated into adults after the ancient catastrophe.
The collective name for the type of human race. Because they once became mutants, after recovery, they called themselves regenerated humans. They look no different from ordinary humans, but they are all old-fashioned and powerful. I heard that this is because there are traditions passed down from ancient times in the ethnic group.
It’s caused by a lot of taboos.”
This is Mobrado's new knowledge. We are now even more curious about the evolutionary history of species in this world: What happened here after the Xiling Apostle left this world?
"Priest or something like that, actually uncle has never let me talk about it casually," the blonde girl said after explaining about the reborn person and stuck out her tongue.
I'm not allowed to use special skills, nor am I allowed to reveal the secret that I have the Holy Plate. Normally, I have to try my best to avoid attracting attention even when summoning Ramona. My uncle's intention is to make me behave like an ordinary girl.
, but the secret was still revealed.”
We were a little speechless, and of course we didn’t understand. It seemed that Milia’s identity as a priest was not obtained through formal channels, and she probably didn’t even know how she could be a priest, nor why her uncle let her
She didn't think about anything when she concealed her identity. She just followed what others said.
We have limited understanding of this world, and we don’t know what the criteria for judging priests in this world are, let alone what a religion that worships imperial heritage as holy relics would look like. Of course, we can’t think of Milia’s
What is the identity, but it is not difficult to guess Uncle Zaku's intention. It is probably to protect this reckless girl. Sometimes, a person who is not a member of the church can use the best of the priesthood to conceive a treasure.
It's not a good situation no matter how you think about it, a person with no faith possesses an information terminal that is regarded as a sacred object despite its powerful power.
"Now, now," Sandora suddenly tugged on my sleeve and pointed pitifully at the messy mountains of garbage around her, "I'm a little hungry, can I eat these things?"
With this sentence, we all jumped out of our own thoughts. Milia looked at Sandora with full vigilance and said nervously: "Wait a minute! Don't eat my house!"
I looked at Sandora who had already begun to grind her teeth with confusion, and then looked at the Wanhu Prairie outside the window with confusion, thinking to myself, do I want to let my queen sister roam free on the prairie?
Fortunately, Sandora's bizarre incident of gnawing at a house did not happen. Her Majesty the Queen used her perseverance to defeat her biological instincts - although she also consumed one hundred and twenty-seven small round cakes in the process of defeating her.
That night we enjoyed the unique food on the planet Mobrador. The texture and flavor were different from the food on Earth, but at least it was determined that carbon-based organisms would be harmless to eat, which made me relieved.
Sandora made Uncle Zaku and Biruna gasp. The moment the thirteenth empty bowl was piled on the dining table, Uncle Zaku, who was as lazy as he was, finally realized a very serious problem:
If he didn't want to be blamed for not repaying his kindness, he would have to work hard starting from tomorrow.
I deeply apologized to Milia for Sandora's appetite. I knew that it would be difficult for a lazy uncle like her to entertain our family, but she told us not to worry about it and said that her family
The uncle is actually a guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside but doesn't mean what he says. Although he has a sore face, he is still a very hospitable person in his heart. This good evaluation lasted for a short time and ended half an hour after dinner: Uncle Zaku seemed to listen
After talking about the situation where Milia had revealed her identity, she dragged the latter away and educated her for a long time. When she came back, the warm and hospitable uncle in Milia's mouth turned into a stingy, harsh, weird, and fussy man with no future...
However, Zaku did not have any grudge against us because of this. Obviously, our sincerity in sending Milia home was enough to prove that we are harmless people. The uncle just asked about our identities: As adults,
Although he doesn't look very reliable, he has more things to consider than Milia, and he still remains appropriately vigilant towards strangers like us who seem to have some unknown origins.
This problem was later solved by Sandora using a spiritual suggestion.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that that night we witnessed a sudden strong wind during the less rainy season on the planet Mobrador. It turns out that a land of water and soil can support a person. It does make sense for the locals’ traditional houses to be built like this: Lilina was motivated by the idea of housing.
I was curious about the howling wind outside and went out to take a look. So I had to drive to Wan Lake to fish her out at 11:30 in the middle of the night.
On the second morning after arriving on this planet, a few of us were talking about what we had seen and heard in this weird world in the only place where we could stand in the living room on the first floor, and we all expressed our opinions on the strange customs here, while Uncle Zaku was still at the door.
Basking in the sun, he has completely forgotten his ambitious declaration of "must work hard" last night and this morning. I guess he will wait until he remembers that he has to eat next time. Biluna went out early in the morning and pulled
Take a large cart of "junk" to the trading market to sell it. Although it looks like junk, it still has 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 was only the second day, we all saw who was the one who supported everything in this "family". The unsmiling Biluna was really a good woman.
"I think if uncle continues like this, mushrooms will grow sooner or later."
Listening to the little tune that Uncle Zaku played from the door, whose original tune was completely indistinguishable, Milia frowned and said sadly, "My youth will be assimilated into these garbage heaps."
"Don't say that," Sandora comforted the depressed blond girl, mumbling, "At least they taste okay."
Milia is no longer too lazy to stop this "sage" with a strong appetite. The last meal last night and the meal she got up early have made the girl realize that as long as the other party is willing, Shandora can eat it up at any time and in any way.
From her family.
At this moment, a burst of noise coming from outside the door caught our attention. It seemed that a large group of people were coming over laughing and joking. What was more concerning was that there seemed to be a familiar voice among them...
Uncle Zaku was basking in the sun at the door and was talking to a large group of people. The various voices seemed to be difficult for the uncle to deal with. After a while, the uncle suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in, shouting at us angrily: "Who are you?
Who! Why are there people from at least one company outside now shouting that they are looking for you?!"
I was stunned when I saw a short old man with a beard covering almost half of his face, squeezing in through the crack in the door. He yelled loudly, causing dust to fall in the living room: "Gianna! Hurry up!
Come in and take a look! The houses here really look like Dalaran!"
A female mage in a blue dress poked her head in: "Magni! Be polite...Ciruno, don't pull my skirt! I said I'm just an ice magician, and my dad doesn't know anyone from the Lake of Mist."
Your second aunt..."
"Ah, it's really a world with unique scenery. It's a pity that Yuyouzi didn't come with us."
"Idiot brother! 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 are trembling, and so are the muscles on each of our faces. I now fully believe that there are at least one company of people at the door, and this is still a conservative estimate.
"Please be quiet!!"
I yelled angrily, and suddenly there was silence at the door. Only the sound 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, which completely stopped the second half of my sentence: "Haha! Chen, I'm here to play with you.