Chapter 187 – Local Specialties from the City-State
Chapter 187 – Souvenirs from the City State
On the first floor of the antique store, Nina sat in a chair next to the counter with anxiety, getting up every now and then to glance outside the window, seeing nothing but empty streets under the streetlights, and then checking the front door to make sure it was still closed.
Several times she had the urge to go out and take a look, only to stop again before her hand rested on the doorknob, recalling in her mind her uncle’s instructions before he left the house in a hurry – don’t leave this door, but stay in the house and wait for him to return.
“Uncle really does have to go out after …… nightfall too, when there’s clearly a curfew ……” Nina muttered, sitting back behind the counter once more, alone. “If the guardsmen on night patrol find out, they’ll surely have to be detained again, and it’s so dangerous ……”
It wasn’t clear how many times she had muttered.
Then she finally heard some movement at the door, a sudden sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of turning the lock –
Nina snapped her head up in the direction of the door, seeing the door being pushed open, the bell hanging in the doorway coming to a crisp and pleasant ring, and that familiar figure finally appearing in her field of vision.
“Nina, I’m back,” Duncan looked at the girl who was walking briskly from beside the counter, a small smile on his face, “See, it’s not too late.”
Nina swooped in with three or two steps and banged her head on Duncan’s chest, followed by a long list of complaints, “And you say it’s not too late! What time is it now? It’s dangerous to go out during curfew, and you didn’t say what you were going to do, so you made me wait at home ……”
Nina’s rambling complaints were like a storm on the sea, and when it blew up, it was unending, but suddenly she noticed a small figure hiding behind Duncan, and her complaints stopped.
Carrying a small suitcase, Shirley lowered her head and burrowed out from behind Duncan, a little formal and a little nervous, waving her hand with Nina: “Nina …… and me.”
Duncan turned and closed the door to the store in case the do-gooders noticed this way, while Nina’s eyes widened as she took in Shirley’s appearance, “Shirley? How did you …… you come here and with your uncle …… Wait, there’s a lot of blood on you!”
“Ah, don’t worry don’t worry,” Shirley waved her hands in panic, despite the fact that the injury on her back hadn’t actually healed completely, she tried her best to blossom in front of the other party with the same bright smile as before, “I met a little bit of a small problem, I’m fine… …”
“What’s a little problem!” Nina handily took the small carrying case in Shirley’s hand, and hurriedly examined the blood on the other party’s body, and quickly noticed the torn position on Shirley’s clothes, and was suddenly shocked, “You …… how much you were injured, ah, you must hurry to find a doctor to be able to do so! You ……”
“I’m really fine, hey you calm down a bit!” Shirley hurriedly pulled Nina’s hand, her face full of helplessness, “Have you forgotten, I’m not an ordinary person ……”
Nina opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but suddenly heard Duncan coughing next to her.
“Ahem,” Duncan interrupted the two girls’ increasingly messy exchanges, and his gaze fell on Nina, “Don’t ask so many questions first, there should be no need to worry about Shirley’s injuries – you first take her up to take a bath and change her clothes. I’ll explain the specifics afterward.”
Nina’s gaze darted between Sherry and Duncan, agreeing sparingly, while Sherry rubbed her stomach, a little embarrassed, “That …… is there any food …… I want to eat something first ……”
Perhaps having lost too much in the process of recovering from her injuries, she only felt famished now – the injuries on her body were rather less urgent in comparison.
“Ah, ah there is!” Nina froze for a moment and immediately responded, “It just so happens that I cooked for an extra person tonight …… I’ll go heat it up for you!”
Nina darted up the stairs, stomping her footsteps fading away, while Shirley stayed behind and froze a bit, she looked around and saw a familiar looking first floor store, shelves full of fake antiques, not very clean windows, and Mr. Duncan, who was standing next to her with a wry smile on his face.
She froze for several seconds before muttering up softly, “I’m back again ……”
“Yes, you’re back again,” Duncan smiled, bending down to pick up Shirley’s small suitcase and striding forward, “We’d better discuss how we’re going to explain this injury of yours while we’re at it, and come up with a plausible reason for you to take up permanent residence here- -but I don’t think that reason will take much effort, Nina should be happy to see you stay.”
Shirley froze behind her, and suddenly reacted by hurrying to follow Duncan in three or two steps, saying quickly as she reached for her own carrying case, “I’ll just do it myself! I myself ……”
Duncan laughed and shook his head, looking up ahead.
The pale, cool light of the World’s Creation shone on the boundless sea, the gently undulating waves reflecting the fine scaly light, and the night’s cool sea breeze blew across the deck, ruffling the hem of the captain’s uniform.
Duncan stood on the deck of the Lost Country ship, looking at the three in front of him who still had not regained their sanity, but their bodies had already returned to human form a little by little, “The Last Preacher”.
It turns out that these seven twisted guys can also become normal people? The sound of footsteps came from a short distance away, Duncan looked back and saw Alice’s long silver-white hair raised in the night wind – a gothic doll in a long dress running under the night, while running and shouting happily: “Captain Captain I just heard Mr. Goathead say that you sent something to the deck again? You’ve been buying from human city-states again ……”
Alice stopped in mid-yell in dismay as the running figure stopped beside the captain and looked at the three “humanoids” lying on the deck with a confused look on her face.
Froze for a long time, this mannequin only blankly turned his head to look at Duncan: “Captain …… this is also a human city-state’s local products?”
“…… Sort of,” Duncan thought for a moment, “Anyway, I really haven’t seen them anywhere else, but they just pop up in the city-state.”
Alice gave a thinly veiled oh, and raised her hand to scratch her hair again, feeling her brain itch – as if it was growing a brain, but it wasn’t.
“Looking at …… should be human, right?” This mannequin muttered, “Captain what did you get three of these up here for? Shouldn’t have bought them, right?”
“I didn’t buy them, I picked them up on the road.” Duncan casually dealt with this fragmented thinking mannequin, at the same time pay attention to the three almost completely restored to human form “subspace believers”, he noticed that one of them has already had signs of awakening, the heart only then breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Aey’s teleportation process was as reliable as ever, and that these cultists were still alive and well, and could even wake up.
Then …… wouldn’t it be okay to have Ai transport ordinary people to the ship in the future?
Duncan’s mood gradually grew as he did the math in his mind.
He had always wanted to find some cultists to serve as “test subjects” to test Ai’s teleportation ability, the special environment of the Lost Country and Alice’s guillotine power, but he never found the opportunity.
The sun worshipers in the city-state were almost cleanly captured by the Deep Sea Church, and now they are all stuffed in the churches in different places, while the idle cultists in the civil society are fleeing and hiding, so he couldn’t find them for a long time – originally, he had already put down the idea in this regard for the time being, but he didn’t expect that he would come across such a situation this night.
A few of the sub-space worshipping preachers of the end of the world inexplicably appeared.
What else could Duncan say? He could only thank nature for its gifts ……
While he was thinking about this, the “gifts of nature” on the deck finally woke up.
One of the final preachers suddenly twitched his body, and a hoarse, low grunt came from his throat. Immediately afterward, his withered arms suddenly supported his body, and this subspace worshipper sat up, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings in astonishment.
The gentle waves and cold sea breeze stimulated his nerves that had been alienated by the effects of subspace, and a gentle, low voice came from the side: “You’re awake.”
“Here ……,” the cultist slowly turned his head, the cloudy pupils of his eyes reflected Duncan and Alice’s figures, his brain was running sluggishly, and it took several seconds before he regained the ability to think, and in the next second, he finally stood up with a huff, and faced Duncan with hostility, and Taking another slight half step backward, “Who are you?!”
“Oh, that’s right, you haven’t seen me before,” Duncan laughed, speaking in a low voice as he watched the other two Terminus Preachers leisurely awaken, “Welcome to the Lost Country – you may call me Captain Duncan. ”
“…… The Lost Country?!” The first cultist to wake up froze, he obviously knew the name and after a brief moment of dismay his eyes widened, “This is …… here on that ghost ship returning from subspace?!”
“That’s right, it looks like you understand the situation, so our exchange will be simple,” Duncan nodded, “First, I have some questions ……”
Before the words fell from his side, he saw the cultist across from him suddenly raise his hands high in the air, an ecstasy seeming to fill the berserker’s mind, causing him to cry out in a loud voice, “O Subspace! You have finally opened the door to us! Eternal life in the midst of doom! Redemption in the midst of disaster! All annihilation, all recovery! That promised ark has descended …… That promised ark has descended!”
What Duncan said after that was instantly unspeakable –
What is this cultist’s big brain disease?
(End of chapter)