Alien world

Chapter 50 Chapter 50. New Homes and New Ideas

Breeze City

Just like the place called Yiren Valley, there is a blizzard all day long, and the cold wind from the snow-capped mountains blows the forest, sea and wilderness under your feet day and night.

The gentle wind is just the beautiful vision of the residents of this northern city, and one notable feature is that the number of patients with rheumatism in Breeze City is several times that of other towns.

Andrew Luna picked Annan and the others outside the city gate and came to the block where the Morrowind Tavern was located.

Annan saw a familiar figure, just like in the haunted gold mine, crutches and lame.

"Do you know?"

"Well, in Pinglin Town."

Annan briefly recounted the story of chasing dreams in the old Zuolun gold mine.To some extent, he is much luckier than himself...

"We call old Zoren 'Druid', because of the musty green crutch, and because he can 'divinate'"

It's really just a coincidence, who knew that Annan's "boss" lived in this street when he was in the haunted gold mine, and he was also the patrolman of this block.

"Prophecy?"

"Old Zoren's lame leg hurts whenever the weather changes," Andrew Luna told an anecdote about the street. "It never goes wrong."

"What's a patrol?"

"It's like a scavenger, checking the street for rats."

Andrew Luna greeted the old Zoren, and the old Zoren responded enthusiastically, but he hesitated when he saw Annan next to him.He recognized Annan and Martin, but the mage's robe and much better appearance made him not sure.

"Uncle Huo Lin asked me to say hello to you." Annan said politely.

Although Uncle Hollin didn't know old Zoren was here.

"Annan is now a warlock, and he will live in our neighborhood for a while." Andrew Luna said.

"It's really...you." Old Zuolun's already curved back became a little more humble. Fortunately, he didn't bully the cousins...except for the time of Sour Pea.

Martin suddenly asked, "Why didn't I know that Uncle Holling had said that?"

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Andrew Luna eased the atmosphere and separated from old Zoren, leading them to the temporary settlement - the attic next to the Morrowind Tavern.

The basement here is the wine cellar—belonging to the female dwarves around her.The first floor is the spinning mill, the second floor is the warehouse, and above the warehouse is the attic.

Soluman Bronzebeard is richer than expected, but unfortunately she doesn't like Annan's type.

At this time, the factory was in operation, and the women workers spun cotton thread around the bloated and heavy spinning machines, like spiders spewing spider silk.

Annan stepped on the shaky wooden stairs, looking at the group of female workers who were secretly looking at this side, but their purpose was definitely not the same... The slow and heavy weaving of the spinning wheel made Annan's mind full of how to make money suddenly burst out Come up with a term: the spinning jenny.

The creaking noise of the spinning wheel became dull and weak as it reached the second floor.It sounds strange to use the second floor as a warehouse, but Annan saw that there was a through corridor connecting the warehouse to the tavern next door.

Finally, I went to the attic. The sloping roof made the attic look empty and crowded, with thick dust.

Living in such a place is undoubtedly a humiliation to the caster, but to Annan who just had a brilliant idea, even the disturbed dust is like pollen.

Everything is so flawless.

The attic on the third floor is difficult to enter and exit - most of the surrounding houses and second-floor houses allow the attic to overlook a large area of ​​low roofs;

There are only bay windows at both ends of the attic—one side is facing the snow-capped mountains, and the other side is facing the mage tower, enjoying the beautiful scenery;

Next door is the noisy tavern - Fast and their friend Andrew Luna is next door, professional guards, so there is no need to worry about safety.

Andrew Luna was still a little worried that this temporary residence would dissatisfy the little warlock, but found that he even had a look of joy...

With such a positive attitude, it is no wonder that Fast, who has lost his fighting spirit, wants to help.

Annan arranged the accommodation, followed by Martin.

Soluman Bronzebeard proposed to let Martin work in the Morrowind Tavern, and Andrew Luna agreed after thinking about it: "You worked as a waiter in Fast's Tavern? Then come here, take care of food and shelter, there is absolutely no People dare to bully you."

"How much salary?" This is Martin's most concerned question.

Annan is also speaking for his "cousin": "In order to protect me, Martin gave up the opportunity to become Mr. Fast's apprentice."

Andrew Luna smiled: "Well... How about a weekly salary of 1 silver coin first? Tips are yours, and you can get a raise if you perform well."

The salary increase, including food and housing, and tips, Martin has no reason to refuse.

"It needs to be cleaned here, Bronzebeard, you take them to buy some things first."

"There is still some luggage on the carriage." Annan said.

"Leave this to me."

The female dwarf waved to Annan and Martin: "Let's go boys, come with me to see the world."

Annan had seen the street scene in Breeze City last time, but it was the first time Martin, who had lived in Pinglin Town for more than ten years, came into contact with these things.The passers-by around subconsciously looked like "another country boy", and when they saw Annan wearing a mage's robe next to him, they quickly looked away.

Wizards are usually not easily recognizable, but warlocks are impressive both in appearance and temperament.

"What do you want to buy?"

Soluman Bronzebeard was like a native.She locked herself in the cellar in Pinglin Town, because whenever she went out, there would always be townspeople staring at her curiously or ignorantly.

And the people of Breeze City have long been accustomed to alien races—they will hide that discrimination.

"Magic scroll."

"You know I can't contribute the money."

"Then I have nothing to buy." Annan looked at Martin, "What do you want?"

"I'm very hungry."

So the dwarf led them to the dining room.

Annan casually asked for mashed potatoes and vegetables, and it was Martin's turn.

"I'd like two mashed potatoes, one large pumpkin pie, one steak with soy sauce, one tomato soup, two toast and one with cheese."

Annan, the guests in line, and Soluman Bronzebeard who was about to pay couldn't help but look sideways.

"...a creamy chestnut cake, plus a glass of blueberry juice, and a hash brown."

"Have you finished eating?" Annan couldn't help asking.

"I threw up too much in the wagon."

Ten minutes later, Annan, the female dwarf, and Martin, who was holding a swollen belly, returned to the Morrowind Tavern.

After setting up Martin, Annan revisited the old place of the spider by the way.

But it doesn't seem to know this place at all, and it doesn't want to climb out of the glass jar woven with a layer of cobwebs.

Coming to the warehouse from the second floor of the tavern, Annan asked Andrew Luna, "Do all the spinning mills here use the machines below?"

"It seems so."

"These are very old." Soluman Bronzebeard knew his neighbors better, saying that the latest spinning machines were almost twice as fast as these.

However, there are still several times the gap with the spinning jenny.

(End of this chapter)