Above The Sky

The Baisen Mountains on the edge of the Eternal Silent Ocean and the Surging Ocean stretch for nearly a thousand kilometers from northwest to south, but there is a thrilling depression at the middle end, which is a canyon torn by geological changes during the disaster, and it is also a part of the Iwok River. source.

The towering peaks of the coastal mountains are often cloudy, and the canyons below are covered with towering redwoods that shade the sun, like wooden mountains.

A somewhat dilapidated port city is located here, surrounded by many natural dangers.

At the same time, Harrison Harbor, which is located at the foot of the mountain, the seaside, the riverside and the canyon, is the southernmost human gathering place in the entire civilized world.

It was afternoon now, but the clouds were overcast, so the light was dim as if it were evening. On the road paved by the gray rocks of the port, the dockers hurry, and the fishermen have long gone to sea before the sun rises and before the tide goes out, and they are still toiling in the far sea.

It has been raining for a long time.

There are many kinds of rain in Port Harrison, some are like falling waterfalls, some are sparse; some are like water hammer, some are light as silk; some are tight and boring, and some are refreshing and cool. Heartwarming.

Today's rain is quite ordinary, but it's just a quick July rain that South China Sea residents are accustomed to. Looking up, it's like countless silver threads are falling from the gray clouds, and they are connected to the blue sea.

Elder Pude stood on the side of the street, frowning slightly. For this old man, the pale white mist from the drizzle splashed and splashed and could not affect his vision. He easily locked on a boy who was walking slowly in the fishing market, looking around.

Then, full of doubts.

The elder wondered to himself: "Why is he here?"

Ian walks in the rain.

This kind of rain is nothing to the Terrans at all, unless they are immersed in icy water around zero for a long time, otherwise they will not even lose their temperature.

Even an eight-year-old boy can go out in rainy weather as long as it doesn't matter if his clothes are wet.

In the fishing market, the boy looked around at the half-dead sea fish in the buckets of the fish stall, his eyes curious.

Hilliard returned with some fish, a bag of potatoes and half a bag of flour.

Immediately afterwards, he apologetically told Ian that he had just found information about his mission on the street, and he had to go to find out, the afternoon and evening would disappear for a while, and he would only come back late at night.

Ian doesn't have to wait for him to come back for dinner in the evening, just stew some potatoes, grill fish, and cook porridge for Elan with the leftover wheat at home.

Considering that Ian needs to store a lot of nutrients for the journey of ascension, the potatoes and grilled fish may not be enough to eat, and the nutrition is not balanced enough, Hilliard also left a bag of local silver coins, a total of thirty-five thalers.

This was originally used to negotiate with local residents at critical times, to bribe and purchase items.

But now that he has the identity of 'Osenna', it is much more convenient to purchase materials and explore. If you don't need the money, you might as well take it all out and replenish your students' bodies.

Hilliard's original words were, "You can buy whatever you want to eat, don't be stingy, and enjoy the joys of life when you understand, so that you can endure the distress during practice".

He wasn't worried about Ian's rambunctious spending. In the eyes of the old knight, this student of his is intelligent, sharp, patient and quite self-controlled, and is worthy of trust.

So after exhorting some practice to be cautious, the old knight went out again.

Ian understands that.

Hilliard came to Port Harrison because of his 'mission' and lurked here.

The other party must have his own affairs to be busy with. This kind of sudden disappearance will appear again and again in the future. He has to learn to adapt, live and practice independently, and cannot expect someone to take care of him all the time.

Judging from Hilliard's expression, the old knight looked quite happy. It seemed that Orsenna's identity was indeed useful. He got the clues he wanted in Port Harrison.

Since you have money, you don't have to treat yourself badly.

I have to say that the thirty-five thalers left by Hilliard are really a huge sum of money.

The taler silver coin itself is a special silver alloy, which is quite strong and can hardly be imitated or destroyed by folk methods. Whether it is used as an inscription additive or normal smelting and forging, it has its value, so the taler is extremely difficult to depreciate.

One silver thaler is worth twelve small Byssons, and one small silver is worth ten fennes.

One fennel can buy more than a pound of wheat, a solid piece of brown bread, and two can buy a baguette that's not too clunky.

Before his mother died of illness, Ian also learned about local prices... Because there are very few local pastures, cattle, sheep and pigs are expensive, but fish is extremely cheap.

Therefore, a silver taler coin can buy six catties of top-quality beef, fifteen catties of mutton, and more than twenty catties of pork. If you have a relationship with a farm or a fisherman, Lala can buy four live hens and a crowing rooster, or a whole bucket of salted fish.

The average farmer has worked hard all year, and there are no natural disasters and accidents, so he can save one or two big silver coins, can add some new farm tools to the family, raise a few more chickens, or add a lamb every few years, most of his life can be Raise enough money to buy a calf.

The Orsenna family, not counting the value of those sleeping powders, Ian found a total of twelve and a half silver coins - most of them were small silver coins and fenny bronzes, and there were only five serious Thalers, of which there were also One was secretly stuffed to the boy before his mother died of illness, as the last life-saving money.

This is exaggerated enough, after all, Orsenna himself is just an ordinary clerk at the dock, which is a good job, but at most one Taldo per month, plus some in-kind subsidies.

He himself is not thrifty, how could he save almost half a year's salary without eating or drinking? It must be the result of collusion with the natives.

But when Hilliard took it out, it was thirty-five thalers! All of them are neat, shiny big silver coins without any dirt!

This bag is almost a pound of silver coins, enough to buy a dozen fine-iron long swords. The blacksmith sees it as a wholesale sale, and may even send a few wooden shields and daggers.

——Where does this kind of silver coin usage come from, the nobleman.

When he took the purse, Ian wanted to complain. You must know that in the folk tales of Port Harrison, the Marquis who visited privately in micro-service also brought a hundred thalers with him to pretend to be slapped in the face. Although it was only the emperor's golden pole, it was enough. Explain the degree of exaggeration.

In the eyes of his uncles and native priests, he and his brother Elam were worth at most thirty thalers.

I don't know how long my teacher was wanted, but there is still one-third of the 'Marquis' worth, God knows what he was.

"It's definitely okay to eat enough."

Ian shook his head slightly and sighed: "It's just that the teacher's silver coins are too flashy and new to spend at all. They have to be put in the ashes to make them old."

After cooking the porridge, feeding Ilan, and coaxing his brother to sleep, Ian buried the silver coins given by the teacher in the warm ashes, and brought an old thaler and some small silver coins in a happy mood. Going out, ready to follow the memory in my mind, go to the fishing market to buy some nutritious seafood.

One taler is completely enough to buy ingredients, and no matter how much, it will not be in line with his current status and identity.

As for what Hilliard instructed, Ian was quite sure about the practice of the virtual source seed.

——The most difficult step in condensing the Origin Seed is to create something from nothing to create a Origin Quality Organ for oneself that is almost a second heart and can connect the life pulse of the whole body.

Ordinary Terrans can't imagine how the second heart should be controlled, just as ordinary people can't imagine how the third hand should be controlled. Naturally, they cannot condense successfully, and the failure rate of the first attempt is extremely high.

The virtual source seed can make people slowly adapt to the existence of a 'new organ that appeared in the day after tomorrow', which greatly reduces the failure rate.

But even so, there are very few people who can successfully condense the source seed within a few months.

But Ian is different.

He doesn't need to adapt.

In other words, people on earth don't need to adapt.

The per capita genetic adjuster of the contemporary era has two hearts, two stomachs and three lungs, not to mention that Ian is still a scholar-type modification, and he has more fragmented special modification modules.

For him, manipulating this organ that "should not exist" is as simple as breathing.

"After all, it's not a real gene organ, but a seed of source material of different systems... It is still a bit difficult to imitate and analyze."

Muttering to himself, Ian said softly: "One week is enough to get used to it completely. But to be on the safe side, two weeks, after learning more about the Ascension Path, try again."

With this thought in mind, the white-haired boy walked across the street in the rain and walked to the fishing market: "Now, what I need to do is according to Teacher Hilliard's words."

"It's a healthy routine, going to bed early and getting up early, eating and drinking more, and exercising every day."

At this moment, the noise of the fishing market can be heard.

The fish market is brightly lit next to a fishing wharf in the northeast section of Port Harrison.

On the dimming sea, the returning fishing boats arrived here one after another, and many carts, porters, fishermen and dockworkers negotiating with each other were bustling, and the documents hired by several large fishermen's fleets were counting the numbers with the fish division workers. There are several workers on the side, they are holding up a huge wooden sign, which reads the harvest situation of their respective fleets today, for caravan stewards and literate citizens to identify.

"Live sardines, a plate of a penny!"

"The Great Moray at O'Dell Reef, delicate and delicious, with free ice!"

"Two oysters for a penny, a bucket for a byson!"

"Fluorescent algae produced offshore from Sequoia! One bundle of three baisen, five bundles of one taler! Two baisen per bottle of algae oil!"

Even at dusk, the fishing market is still very lively, and the air is full of fishermen and merchants hawking and the smell of the sea.

As the largest seaport and fishing port in the southern part of the empire, Port Harrison produces enough seafood to cover most of the southern provinces. Caravans from different towns and cities come here to negotiate and cooperate with the fleet in order to obtain a stable supply of fish and meat.

Occasionally, some monster-level big fish can be produced here.

It is like the 'Odell Reef' in the clamor, where several giant moray eels with a length of more than eight meters and a maximum of fifteen meters have been produced. It was acquired by a wealthy businessman in Nauman City, the provincial capital, for one hundred and seventy thalers.

It is said that in the deeper waters behind Odell Reef, there are two super-giant sea eel monsters revered by the surrounding Sequoia natives as the 'Spirit of the Tide' and the 'Spirit of the Drum Wave'. are their descendants.

Thanks to these legends and actual production, a pound of Odair eel meat costs three baisen, more expensive than beef.

Ian is very familiar with this place. He used to be a fisherman with the help of a few familiar fishermen in order to help support his family. The evaluation is quite good. Sainan's fleet even wants to wait for him to grow up because Ian can make statistical tables. , hired him as the fleet's accountant at the dock, three pfennigs a day, plus two fish.

Of course, this time Ian came, just pure customer.

And... try to pick up leaks.

"let me see……"

In the crowd, Ian's figure was not conspicuous. He walked around casually and walked to the corner between the two stalls without being noticed by anyone.

Then, he opened the vision of precognition.

Immediately, the hazy world in the rain changes into a hazy mist of various colors.

The three-color radiant cloud composed of gray, white and blue recomposes the entire fishing market.

"There really is."

Raising his brows, Ian turned his head sideways and looked at where the blue mists were with interest.

——In the fishing market, there are actually 'rare' seafood!