Nelson felt that he roughly understood the meaning of this trip.
But he didn't say a word, just silently raised the camera in his hand.
perhaps.
In this world, only a few people know it.
That one is in the future.
The painting that was hailed as the Hamdan International Photography Gold Award nine years after its origin was produced at this moment.
And at that time.
In this painting called "Hope":
The steam spewing in the sky, the bright child whose face was blackened by mud but still smiling, and the descriptors left under the picture of the sprouting new leaves.
Perhaps everything has already been proven:
[In this abandoned environment with a sense of new life, the spirit of steam wasteland punk still exists.
Maybe this place was once glorious and prosperous, maybe it is full of memories of the past, but in the midst of decline, there is still the power of life that is glowing with new hope.
This is where history and the future intersect.
We are in the wasteland, we are in the past of the seventeenth century, and we are in the future.]
Su Wen's system prompt also describes this:
[Achievement Obtained: Clear Development]
And within the next two hours.
In fact, Su Wen did not visit here like a noble.
on the contrary.
He rolled up his sleeves and worked with Nelson to move the food delivered to the port and help level the land.
During this period, he didn't care about any dirt that would get on his clothes.
And those children also had a slightly fearful look in their eyes from the beginning.
She would approach him cautiously and hand him a slightly shriveled fruit with a wide grin.
Seeing this scene, Su Wen gently rubbed the child's head, then smiled and affirmed:
"Then I'll accept it."
He knew that these fruits might be a very valuable source of vitamins in the Lost Sea.
But compared to him taking out a box of supplies from the storage box and silently placing it in the ruined warehouse of the ranger.
This is nothing.
not to mention.
He just doesn't like to have too much to do with strangers.
It doesn't mean that he doesn't understand what respect is.
Even for a child, the same is true.
Nielsen said apologetically:
"Sorry Kevin.
The conditions here are not comparable to those on the Wiltings, and the only food available is of poor taste.”
Hear him say that.
Mr. Detective smiled and waved his hand.
"The most glorious thing in this world is to use your own hands to create the future.",
He half-crouched at the water outlet to wash his hands, then broke open the fruit in his hand and handed the other half to the photographer:
"Work is not shameful.
Nelson, the progress of science and technology has brought about the progress of civilization.
Perhaps plant screening and improvement technology will push the taste in a direction more suitable for us."
Su Wen took a bite of the fruit in his hand.
Then he continued,
"Besides.
I think.
This is a fruit that looks a bit like an apple, and it tastes pretty good.”
Nelson also imitated his actions and took a bite of half of the fruit in his hand.
He also suddenly had a smile:
"really."
Immediately afterwards.
He talks about key things:
"The forest guards have planted a lot of spies here.
So when I came here I already
Kevin.
You said you are not in a hurry, have you already expected this?"
"maybe."
Su Wen smiled.
He probably really wanted to witness with his own eyes what the only remaining hope in the Lost Sea would bring.
But that is probably in the more distant future.
As for Nelson's thinking, it reminded him of Angelia.
The princess probably thought that he was too omnipotent.
And now.
Perhaps photographers also have a tendency to develop in this direction.
An endless breeze surrounded Su Wen, and in just a moment, all the dust was dispersed.
He returned to his usual calm and indifferent appearance:
"So, have you found the cultists who came to Starfall Port with us on the Wiltings?"
Nelson replied:
"With the help of the third-level [Forest School-Wind Whisperer] who is stationed here.
The ranger found two possible gathering places.
certainly.
The rumors we spread about the World Tree should have begun to spread."
Su Wen nodded:
"It looks like we're going to encounter some interesting things soon.
but now.
Let’s get down to business first.
Have you got the keys to the old shipyard?”
"It's coming from the [Messenger]. You don't know how greedy these organizations affiliated with the big library are."
Nielsen complained,
"Although they have branches in various large city-states in the Lost Sea.
If it weren't for Windtalker and my sister, neither of us would pay attention to the old shipyard.
I really don’t want to deal with these intelligence dealers.”
【messenger】
Full name [Messenger of Hermes]
As one of the subordinate organizations of the Great Library, Steam Newspaper is published by them.
Therefore, it has some connections with official organizations, and it is not strange to be able to obtain the keys to the old shipyard.
"Because the old shipyard is privately owned, the US military has only conducted a few inspections on the periphery of the abandoned station."
Nelson leaned against the old wall covered with vines, took out a bunch of old keys from his pocket and threw them to Su Wen:
"They don't know which key corresponds to which part, so you have to try it yourself.
It is said that there is danger inside.
Be careful when going there.”
Su Wen caught the key with a graceful movement:
"that's enough."
The photographer's combat ability is really average.
Moreover, he now has a lot of Lost Sea treasure cards in his hand.
not to mention.
Su Wen has imagined the perfect layout for the scene, and now he needs to check the 'stage'.
"Nelson, I leave the layout of Starfall Port to you.
Let them know about the opening of the old dockyard."
He received the key from the Rangers here.
Then he turned around and walked away coolly.
Forty minutes later.
Along with the black windbreaker, there are very light ripples in the mist of the Lost Sea.
Su Wen arrived at the gate of the abandoned shipyard.
Filtered sunlight shines through the steamy air to the ground, covering the entire scene like a veil.
The tall steel structure runs through the entire factory. The exposed rivets and rust on the walls can tell that this building once was glorious.
The dilapidated steel frames and huge shipwrecks form a unique scene, like a stunning city in ruins.
In this abandoned shipyard wrapped in a rich steampunk atmosphere, vines intertwined with railroad tracks, covering the walls and the floor covered with abandoned machinery.
Su Wen did not rush forward.
He calmly pushed up his disguised black-rimmed glasses with his right hand:
The visual field was instantly swept by a dark blue halo:
【Appraisal】
[Abandoned shipyard YU-9, the time of abandonment cannot be accurately measured, and abnormal bending magnetic field coupling psychic energy fluctuations are detected