After nearly a month of continuous heavy rain, one morning at the end of June, although the sky was still gloomy, at least the rain had stopped.
So on the next day, Liang was ready to go out to meet the fellow traveler.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Liang muttered: "It feels like going on a date..."
"Maybe it's a date?" Wein leaned against the wall. "That guy's voice sounds quite young. He should be in his teens or 20s. You might be able to win with this skin and his sharp tongue."
Win the girl's heart."
Liang twitched the corner of his mouth: "No need to do it."
He has no intention of picking up girls and falling in love right now.
Before the stormy month came, Leon also bought a few new clothes with the little money he had on hand. He no longer had to pick up Wein's old goods. The short-sleeved shirt he was wearing now was one of them. After the torrential rain stopped for days, this
The weather in Caspars was hot and humid for two days, and wearing long-sleeved shirts was undoubtedly a torture.
"Tie your tie," Vin reminded.
"Ah? Why?" Liang picked up the tie on one side, not knowing why, "I didn't put on all the formal clothes."
"Because you are going to a cafe, and most cafes will check the identity of the guests, and those who are not qualified will not be allowed to enter." Wein crossed his arms, "And the standard for most cafes to look at people is
Are you wearing a tie?"
"... quite good at looking down on others."
Although this world has many black technologies that were not available in previous lives, it still seems too backward and conservative in some aspects.
Liang put on his tie, made sure it was not tied crookedly, and looked at his image in the mirror again. After adding a tie, whether his shirt hem is tucked into his pants or not determines whether his temperament is close to DK college style or middle-aged leadership style...
"It looks decent." Wein commented.
Although Leon looked presentable, Vin himself had no image at all. The white shirt on his body was wrinkled, making people seriously doubt whether this guy was wearing it as pajamas.
However, this guy was dressed neatly when he went out. I don’t know how this guy dealt with the wrinkled shirts. Vintage has never been to a dry cleaning shop... Could it be that he used an iron to dry all those shirts by himself on the third floor?
Ironed?
Thinking about Wei Yin's behavior, Liang always felt that he did not seem to be such a diligent person.
"Then I'm leaving." Leon glanced at Wei Yin, "I might not be back at noon, so you can make lunch by yourself."
"Don't worry, I will try my best to ensure that I don't die before you come back." Wein yawned, "Oh, of course, it's just 'try my best'."
"...Why do you say it so dangerously?"
As soon as Liang went out, he noticed that something was stuffed in the mailbox at the door. He quickly turned back and shouted: "Boss, there is express delivery!"
"ha?"
"Uh, it seems to be a package." Leon took out the thing and found it was a small cardboard box. "Is it from Sudoku?"
Sudbury Valley, another city in the Eastern Exile. Leon's only impression of this place is that James, the murderer of the assassination of the Imperial Envoy, was sent to Sudsey Valley by him and Wein and entrusted to an acquaintance of Wein's.
Wein glanced at it and said, "Take it apart and take a look."
Leon opened the package and saw a few photos inside, and... another small box that looked much more exquisite.
What are you doing, Russian matryoshka doll?
Picking up the photo, Liang saw two people in the photo. One of them was James, who had half of his face transformed into a magical weapon, and the other... looked even worse than James. His entire face was transformed into a magical weapon. Look.
He looks like a robot from a science fiction movie!
Naturally, the "robot" showed no expression or emotion, but James's face was much better than in Caspers, no longer so gloomy, but a little... helpless?
The background of the two of them was a laboratory - to be precise, it looked like a factory workshop, because there were scattered parts everywhere on the table and on the floor.
"Is this James, and your friend?"
Wein glanced at it and said, "Oh, yes, it seems that both of them are doing well."
"Is your friend a robot?"
"No, he just transformed himself too deeply. Letting him study and treat James can be regarded as a specialization in the field."
What a specialization in the art! Liang curled his lips: "What is this small box?"
"You'll know if you open it and take a look."
"It's best not to be a bomb..." Leon took out the small box and opened it, "...pocket watch?"
Lying inside the box is a dark gold pocket watch, which is quite different from Wein's silver-gray pocket watch. It has a stronger industrial style. It has no cover and a hollow surface. You can see the golden gears inside slowly rotating.
The complex structure makes people dizzy when they study it carefully.
"Oh, the third imitation, it seems he hasn't given up yet."
"Imitation?"
"Uh-huh." Wein pointed to the "robot" in the photo, "This guy abandoned his real name and called himself a 'clockmaker'. His long-cherished wish in life was to create a perfect clock, and my pocket watch became his."
One of the reference points. This guy has tried to make a replica of my pocket watch twice before, and this is the third time."
Wei Yin picked up the dark gold pocket watch, looked at it, and threw it to Liang: "It's a pity, it's still a failure."
"Uh..." Liang didn't know how he judged it, "Your expression..."
"Yes, it is very special. It is considered a rare item. Otherwise, wouldn't that guy have to go to all the trouble to make a replica?"
"That's right." Liang grabbed the dark gold pocket watch, "Then how to deal with this?"
"Here you go, although it is a failure, but if it is just used to tell time, then there are few better pocket watches in the world."
Leon looked at the watch and noticed that its name was engraved on it: "Third timepiece?"
"The two were called the first timepiece and the second timepiece respectively." Wayne smiled, "As for my original product, the 'clockmaker' also gave it a name, zero timepiece."
Zero timepiece, first timepiece, second timepiece, third timepiece... really a simple and unpretentious way of naming.