Chapter 160 Who is not persecuting who
Chapter 160 – Who’s Not Persecuting Who
After the arrival of the Deep Sea Era, the intelligent races that survived from the Old World and established city-state civilizations are not the only ones – besides humans, there are also three races – the Giplos, the Sengins and the Elves – that survived in this world and developed their own civilizations.
This is the knowledge written in Nina’s textbook, Duncan already knew it, and from a long time ago he was very interested in these “foreign races” mentioned in the textbook, especially the elves – this race that always appeared in all kinds of fantasy stories with a mysterious aura, actually existed in this world, so Duncan was very interested in them. Especially the fact that elves, a race that always appeared in all kinds of fantasy stories and had a mysterious aura, actually existed in this world, which once made his curiosity overflowing.
The illustration in Nina’s textbook had depicted the appearance of elves to Duncan, and that illustration was the same as the elves he remembered, with long pointed ears, slender figure, beautiful appearance, so beautiful that it was hard to distinguish between male and female.
This directly let him establish the initial impression of the world’s “elves”: a life expectancy of up to a thousand years, generally very high value, elegant and mysterious long-lived species.
In his initial impression, he did not seem to have sketched out the appearance of the elves with a thousand-year lifespan as they age……. He did not even think that this race would have the same changes in appearance as human beings after aging.
But now he realized that his own knowledge of the world’s “elves” was too shallow.
The owner of this “Rosebud Humanoid Museum” was an elf, a chubby elf old woman with a kind smile – except for her trademark pointed ears and turquoise pupils, as well as the vaguely recognizable youthful beauty between her eyebrows, she looked no different from an ordinary old lady next door. old lady in the neighborhood was not much different.
It’s not polite to stare at people.
Duncan quickly reacted and hurriedly withdrew his overly curious and prying eyes, rubbing his chin somewhat awkwardly, “This is the first time I’ve seen an elf.”
He didn’t worry that his “ignorance” would reveal anything, because it was true that elves were rarely seen in the city-state of Prand.
All major races have their own city-states, and due to the inconvenience of transportation in the Deep Sea Era, most civilians rarely leave their homelands in their lives, only brave ocean explorers and caravans will travel between city-states, and they are only passing through, and hardly ever settle down in the city-states of other races – this is the case for all the major city-states, more than 99% of the residents are “elves”, and the majority of the inhabitants are “elves”. The inhabitants of all the major city-states are of the “dominant race”.
A person who lives in his own city-state and doesn’t go out much will probably never see a “foreigner” living on the other side of the city for the rest of his life.
“That’s normal,” the old elf woman laughed, “there aren’t more than a hundred elves in this city, and that’s counting the dozen or so who’ve been drilling in math labs for two hundred years… -Is there anything I can do to help?”
Hearing the old woman’s reminder, Duncan reacted to his original purpose, and glanced back at the dolls that filled the windows, counters, and stairway space, and said in thought, “I’d like to buy some things for dolls, and also, if I may, ask for some advice on doll-related questions… …But once I came in, I had my pick of the litter.”
“Oh, you’re a ‘newbie’ by the looks of it,” the older woman nodded, “Is it a female doll? Is it from your own collection, or ……”
“Female, from my own ‘collection’,” Duncan replied casually, but just as he finished, he felt something strange, and the corner of his mouth quivered subconsciously, “This hobby isn’t strange, is it?”
As a result, it’s better if he didn’t ask, but when he asked it, he felt even more strange ……
“Of course it’s not strange, collecting and taking care of dolls is a tasteful hobby,” the old woman didn’t have much of a reaction, probably that’s the surplus of knowledge accumulated from running a store that’s several hundred years old, “Do you want to add some clothing or accessories to your dolls? ”
Duncan thought for a moment, “A wig for starters ……”
“Over here,” the old woman led Duncan towards a corner of the store while asking, “What size is the mannequin? Four points? Or a three?”
Duncan: “…… The same size as the real thing.”
The old woman’s feet involuntarily paused as she turned her head, “That …… would be rare. A doll as big as a real person? That’s thought to be worth a lot, right?”
“…… Actually, I’m not quite sure how much she’s ‘worth’,” Duncan tried to keep a straight face while fighting back the twinge of feeling in his heart, “It was a gift from someone else ……”
“Then it seems you have a friend with a lot of money,” the old woman smiled, opening a wooden crate near the circular counter as she spoke and setting its contents on the counter next to her, “Large sized figures are rare, and even fewer matching items, and they’re all here –There’s a wig, and a hairpiece.”
Duncan coughed dryly and muttered as he padded over, “I don’t know if he’s broad or not, but he’s a captain anyway …… This is pretty complicated.”
His eyes fell on the things the old woman held out. Beautifully crafted and well taken care of, it was obvious that quite a lot of effort had been poured into the maker.
He carefully picked them out, while imagining in his mind what Alice would look like wearing them, then couldn’t stop thinking about it halfway through.
…… elegant, beautiful and mysterious cursed mannequin would one day become bald and have to live on a wig, the sense of incongruity brought by this matter was too severe, surprisingly, even he himself could not stand it a bit.
Thanks to this, he still came up with it himself.
But soon Duncan will be under the heart of a cross, in line with since all began to persecute on the persecution to the end of the mind picked a smooth ……
A gorgeous blonde wig with a matching silver hairpiece.
Yes, silver hair accessories – as a kind of luxury goods that only the upper class is qualified to touch, the doll matching stuff that really isn’t cheap at all!
Looking at the wig set in front of him, Duncan couldn’t help but start to imagine what Alice’s reaction would be after receiving these things …… That Bean might hug her head and cry, or she might turn her head and run away, just like everyone who faces fate head on when it comes to hair volume, it takes a little bit of a mental adjustment process, but no matter what Alice’s reaction, he himself was starting to be pleasant now anyway.
And in the process of picking out something, he casually added, “By the way, can I inquire about something in the area of maintaining and caring for dolls?”
“Of course,” the old woman smiled kindly, “dolls are meant to be well cared for.”
“That is …… what to do if a doll’s joints are constantly loose?” Duncan gestured as he organized his words, “Mainly where the neck joins the head, the spherical joints, somehow come loose and the head always falls off.”
“Wear and deformation of both the head and the bowl can cause the joint to come loose – if it’s not due to neglect or violence at a later stage, then the design or materials were substandard in the first place,” the old woman said immediately, “and if it it’s gotten to the point where it’s falling out regularly, then ordinary repairs won’t have much effect, and you might consider just replacing the joint.”
Speaking of this, she thought for a moment and added, “However, it’s not easy to replace the joints of large dolls, you may not be able to do it yourself, so you can bring the dolls here, and I’ll be able to help you replace them here as well – I’ll only charge you for the cost of the parts.”
Duncan listened and thought about it for a moment, thinking that it wasn’t very plausible.
Alice’s “guillotine” ability is secondary, the main thing is that Abnormal 099 is not an ordinary doll! Can her joints be replaced?
When the time comes to tell her that we have to go to the city state to have an operation, we have to take off the whole neck and replace it with a new one, she may turn around and run away ……
So Duncan glossed over the subject, and then inquired about the art of giving dolls hair transplants ……
The shopkeeper old lady patiently explained many things to him, and added after the explanation: “…… Listening to you, your doll is the kind that comes with its own hair, this kind of doll, if you plant the hair to replenish the hair at a later stage, it is difficult to reach the most perfect state unless the producer is personally handled by the producer, plus you just said that her head joints are also already faulty, I suggest that you are directly re-creating a head sculpture ……”
Duncan: “……”
The old lady who owns the store is quite enthusiastic: “Seeing your reaction, are you not too willing? Please rest assured, this store craftsmanship has always been very good, hundreds of years from not letting customers disappointed, old customers did not have a complaint ……”
Duncan said to himself that this old lady’s “old customers” are now afraid that even the bones can not be found, which can come to complain, but this certainly can not be said out, so he could only smile awkwardly, and casually find a reason to perfunctory past: “That’s not true, the main thing is that the bar…. . the head has been changed, so she’s not her anymore right?”
He also just casually said, but he didn’t expect the old lady’s eyes suddenly lit up, even her smile was more sincere than just a moment ago, “Ah, it’s really not easy for you to think like this, many people only treat dolls as objects, even if they love them, there are very few who consider them like you do.”
Duncan was a little embarrassed for a moment, “Ahem, I’m rather embarrassed to say that ……”
“I speak the truth,” the old woman but sighed, “dolls need to be cared for with care, the moment they are given a human form they should no longer be treated as dead, there is this saying amongst dollmasters – Dolls that are treated with care have souls of their own, you should even think that they have their own joys and sorrows present ……”
Duncan’s harmless “heh heh heh” immediately came to mind and nodded, “You’re right, you’re right.”
(End of chapter)