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Chapter 308: Human memories are equivalent

Ten minutes passed.

Both of them arrived at the agreed place safely.

Looking at Su Wen who was well disguised.

Jiang Menghan smiled softly for some reason.

She said in a coquettish tone:

"Actually, if you say that, I'm really not used to it.

Mr. Su.

I'm sleepy and don't want to drink coffee."

"Then let's talk tomorrow."

Su Wen shrugged,

"It's indeed a little late now. I hope the room cleaning work on the Wiltings can be carried out quickly."

The two gathered at the door of the bar and handed the Deep Diver's magic core to the bartender in exchange for the equivalent amount of Mystic Sea silver coins.

Then I decided to find a place to spend some time.

Finally, the destination was determined to be the reading room in Area B not far from the bar.

There were many bounty hunters around the two of them wearing various costumes, but most of them were in the style of the federal state of Texas.

Perhaps it’s because of the remaining influence of the ‘Thebes Gossamer Halo’ effect in Su Wen’s status bar.

They are barely noticed by others.

Even the bartender who had just settled the Secret Sea silver coins with them, after Su Wen turned around, unconsciously forgot about his appearance.

Even though Su Wen's appearance is very obvious among the rugged American bounty hunters, he is an out-and-out British handsome guy.

It’s also hard to get other people’s attention.

But it’s due to the influence of the ‘Halo of Thebes Gossamer’ travel card.

This is also a good thing.

Even if the senior management of the Wiltings is tracking down and obtaining information about the 'Sculptor', they probably won't think of these two first-order and unknown extraordinary beings at all.

"It wasn't until now that I realized there were indeed a lot of passengers on the Wiltings."

Jiang Menghan gracefully held his arm and whispered softly,

“It makes me feel like I’m back in the Weiming Lake Canteen of Binhai University.”

I heard the girl say this.

Su Wenzai walked past the group of old Americans who were leaning against the bar and clinking glasses of fresh beer to celebrate, and then he shook his head and smiled.

“At least there won’t be people drinking brandy while leaning against the bar and playing drums by Weiming Lake.

But if you are referring to this crowded number of people.

It’s hard for me to argue.”

Perhaps it’s because the Lando Bar also serves as a bounty publisher.

So in a short time, most of the bounty hunters in Area B came to the area.

"You know, it's really difficult to get these bounty hunters to line up quietly."

He shrugged,

"It's good to fight without extraordinary abilities."

Jiang Menghan blinked his beautiful eyes to express understanding:

"I hope there aren't so many people here in normal times. I only went to bars twice with Tracy in Moscow.

I don’t like this kind of noisy environment.”

"me too."

For Su Wen, who is used to being alone.

This impetuous and noisy environment is indeed difficult to bring inner peace to people.

Perhaps only a bar like the ice bar that Caroline rented in New York State, where no customers came, could occasionally remind him of it with a warm expression.

On a snowy night, the quiet clinking of glasses was mixed with aimless chatting.

It was a completely different feeling than standing in front of a burning building wearing a black trench coat and looking into the distance.

Capitalism’s alienation of human beings may not be able to erase some tangible warmth in our memories after all.

Just like whether it's a cold night in Jiangnan or a winter night in Moscow.

He can brew a cup of coffee with fragrant and sweet hot steam, and he can spend a whole silent time before dawn.

Compared with the greatness of those civilizational milestones.

Human experience is probably more than just those.

Su Wen looked into the distance and calmly answered:

"Some things will be remembered by a land buried deep beneath the city-states of human civilization.

And some of the past.

Maybe only you and I can see it, Miss Jiang. Does this mean they are not important?

I think the answer is no.

Time is fair, and everyone's memory will be his most precious memory.

Among them, it also includes the time after I met you."

Su Wen is not a social person.

Compared to the noise of the crowd.

Under the pseudonym Lai Yin, he is probably better at standing in the shadows of high places and overlooking the inevitable milestones of human civilization with calmness and wisdom.

And Su Wen in reality.

Maybe lazier and freer.

However, no matter that period of life, it was everything Su Wen experienced.

Just at the agreed place, he met the iceberg girl feeding the cat.

While camping in the Nordic forest, I met Noah who was lighting a fire and listened to his funny jokes about Poland.

During the trip, I listened to Elvis leaning against the tree and playing the harmonica in his hand.

"Everything in life does not necessarily have to have its necessary meaning."

Jiang Menghan softly expressed his thoughts.

now.

Su Wen could see the iceberg girl's clear and beautiful eyes that seemed to reflect the boundless stars reflecting his figure.

He nodded, but didn't say anything more.

He just gently pushed open the door of the cabin behind the bar link.

Not far from the hatch, there is a piece of steel frame that can clearly be seen to have just been gas welded.

That's where the Deep Diver monster swarm invaded.

And now.

It has also been repaired by the Wiltings logistics team.

Hear him say that.

Jiang Menghan smiled.

"Is it the same as this 'patch'?"

Su Wen shrugged and gave an extremely humorous answer.

"maybe.

Maybe it’s more important to go to the dock and order some ‘french fries’ than a patch.”

The two of them walked along the quiet corridor towards the reading room.

Jiang Menghan is also in a good mood now:

"Sounds like a pigeon joke from the Royal Society of Open Science.

It is said that pigeons like to eat food that has been touched by humans.

It’s just that we subconsciously think that what humans eat is non-toxic, but it doesn’t mean that eating fried carbohydrates won’t make you fat.”

"For extraordinary people, this kind of worry actually does not exist.

Unexpectedly, the smart and calm Ms. Jiang would occasionally have such small worries.

At least I'm not worried about that."

Hear Su Wen's teasing words.

Miss Bingshan gave him a nice look,

"Fool."

It is different from the noisy bar filled with the clinking of glasses after exchanging the silver coins of the Lost Sea.

The navigation reading room, which is far away and requires walking through most of the cabin corridor in area b, is also very quiet.

After swiping the VIP ID card to open the door of the reading room.

In front of Su Wen, most of the huge and silent shipboard reading room in Area B was pitch black.

There are only rows of bookshelves carved in the Baroque style, displaying books in English or (Caslon) style.

And in the reading table area deep in those bookshelves.

He vaguely saw a light on.

He smiled and said:

"It seems that we are not the only ones here."

The iceberg girl replied softly:

"At least, this ship is not filled with Texas cowboys who got drunk after getting the bounty.

I think.

This should be considered good news."

This is the communication between the two in the team voice.

Therefore, no matter how quiet the reading room is, their voices will not be heard by a third person.

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