The sun was half setting in the west, and the orange-red sunset reflected on this windy and sandy land. The heads of pedestrians coming and going were wrapped in coarse cloth, and their red hair swayed like flames in the wind.
No one noticed that the soul of the lonely refugee boy had changed, and he went about his own work, trying to make more money before it got completely dark.
Although the place is in a desert area, there is still a strong and charming river running through it. Both sides of the river are reclaimed as farmland, which slowly extends along the direction of the river. On the periphery of the farmland, there are
Tall trees that are resistant to wind and sand were planted, as well as some cash crops, including the hard-skinned thorns that I had seen before, which "looked hard but were actually just that."
However, the value of this crop itself is not actually used as building materials, but for spreading culture and knowledge. Its plant fibers will quickly delaminate after being soaked in water, and then they only need to be simply layered layer by layer.
Peel it open, flatten it and dry it, and the paper from another world comes out.
With the existence of this kind of low-value paper, the knowledge of this world began to spread unexpectedly earlier. In addition, there is a kind of cheap labor force that can almost completely replace human power-the robot doll. Therefore, the liberation of labor force will not be easy.
We need to rely on so-called modern science.
Instead, it’s puppetology.
Dolls can be used to improve human life. Dolls can do things that are difficult for humans to do. Dolls can participate in wars.
This country is heading towards a development direction that no one on earth has ever heard of.
Therefore, becoming a puppeteer is equivalent to becoming a scientist on Earth, and the prestige and economy brought by becoming a puppeteer are unmatched by scientists on Earth.
So, here comes the question...
"Fifteen gold coins for tuition..." Xiao Yat, who thought he was quite rich a few seconds ago, immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. Even if he handed over all his savings, he was still nearly three years away from this figure.
gold coins, and there is still less than a week before the day to report to Fit City.
Take the Ater family as an example. When both parents were still alive, they worked diligently and frugally. The family was destitute. They worked for almost two years before they could afford to save these twelve gold coins.
But now, if you can earn three gold coins in seven days, and you still don't include travel expenses and the like, why go to an academy? You might as well become a rich man by making money.
If you become a rich man, you can do everything with twice the result with half the effort, hehe...
After stopping his unrealistic fantasies, Art sighed, put away the acceptance letter, and could only go out for a walk.
According to the information I received before, there seems to be a large-scale puppet cemetery in this small town. Most of the remains of the puppets sent from the surrounding big cities will be discarded here and disposed of together. The limbs of the puppets in the house before,
It was probably collected from there.
Judging from the quality of those 'collected items', there should still be some usable items in that place. You should be able to make some money by selling them to illegal dealers or scrap recyclers after you find them.
As the dilapidated wooden door was opened, the world outside was already different from what it was at noon.
This town has a large population. The place where Art is located is also very close to the river, and there are many people setting up stalls and carrying tools.
Most people in this country have red hair and brown skin. Art, who has black hair and white skin, is relatively rare in this country, but it only attracted the attention of passers-by for a second, and it seemed that he was not surprised.
Most of the vendors' stalls display large and small earthenware jars, and the contents of these earthenware jars are their products. Most of them should be spices or pickled food.
While working and carrying boxes, you can see a lot of guys with round knees and finger joints. Obviously, these should be dolls.
They...most of them have the appearance of standard Dunmuer men, with different faces and bodies. They will even talk and laugh with the people or dolls around them while working. If you don't pay attention to their joints,
, you can’t tell they are dolls at all.
"It's amazing. How did they do all this?" Art leaned against the door of his house, looking at the dolls with interest. Regardless of where their intelligence came from, just that.
The smooth and rich changes in facial expressions can surpass the intelligent AI machines on the earth. And compared with these dolls, that kind of thing is not worthy of the title of intelligent AI.
But when he thought about it again, Art felt a little scared in his heart.
The so-called doll cemetery shouldn't be filled with piles of remains of these things...
Let’s go take a look first. It would be great if we really find something good. If it’s scary, be scary. Can the doll be haunted?
But to be fair, this kind of thing is the easiest thing to pick up...
Art shook his head and threw all these bad things out of his mind. After locking the door behind him, he quickly walked towards the doll cemetery.
The desert became a bit cold in the afternoon, and the vendors on the roadside always put a yellow fire lamp beside them, and huddled in the corner, not calling, just waiting for customers to come and buy things.
.This situation is actually not suitable for doing business, but compared to the poisonous day during the day, which can almost kill people, it is more economical to be a little cold.
After going around several small roads, there were fewer and fewer people on the road, and when we arrived in front of a stone wall surrounded by open space, there were basically no people walking around.
Only next to the wall, two sloppy bearded men, who were wrapped tightly in various rags and looked frustrated, sat squatting. The bright red hair and beards that were the trademark of the Dunmur people also looked stained.
There was an empty large wooden barrel next to him, and the surroundings were filled with the unpleasant smell of putrefaction and alcohol.
Art subconsciously stepped back a few times, trying to walk against the wall on the other side. He must not touch him. If he caught the same smell, he would be doomed.
"Hey, kid, are you here to steal again?"
Although Art didn't want to disturb him, this slovenly homeless man seemed to recognize Art. He said in a hoarse voice, smelling of alcohol, "If you still want me to help you get in, you have to go to the tavern to help me."
I'll open a back door."
"Yes, this wine, hiccup~ has been finished again. Without wine, we can't do anything!" This was said by an equally sloppy white-haired old man next to the sloppy uncle. After he finished speaking, he was quite forceful.
They kicked the tree trunk next to them, and a lot of sand and fallen leaves fell on their heads and in the wine barrel, but they didn't care at all.
"Damn old guy, you can't do anything even if you have alcohol!" The sloppy uncle slapped the old man hard on the back of his head and said, "I can still work, but look at you like this.
You will fall to death if you step forward!"
The old man fell unconscious on the ground after being slapped by the uncle like this, but if you take a closer look, you can still see that he was actually just drunk and fell asleep.
"Listen boy, the gravekeeper seems to have no money to buy wine today, so he is very energetic tonight. If you want to get in, you can only rely on me to help you get in from the wall. It is impossible to sneak in from the front door.
.”
In the past, Art seemed to have often cooperated with this group of sloppy tramps, so much so that these two guys didn't regard themselves as outsiders at all, and what they said was true. It was probably impossible for him to sneak in alone.
In fact, this wall is not very high, only about three meters, and there are many places to put your feet on it. But unfortunately, my body is too small, and it is impossible to climb up.
"Okay, what do you want me to do today?" Art crossed his arms and looked at the two guys in front of him with doubt.