Bernard was the most prestigious old man in the town, and he could be said to be the most knowledgeable elder in this area. This could be judged by the fact that he could tell that we were not tourists from the big city at first glance. But in the end, his knowledge was only at the level of ordinary people.
Considering the ignorance and stubbornness of this world, Old Barnard is probably not as smart and sophisticated as Mr. Wang in any random corridor on Earth. I have always believed that there is a Mr. Wang in every residential building and alley on Earth. It is as firm as a belief.
After all, Bernard had been dealing with metal stations all his life. In this poor and remote place, all the members of society were only metal sorting workers. Every day, other than working and going to the food synthesizer to get their quota, there was nothing to think about. There were only a few opportunities in a person's life for scheming and scheming. He could see the real big city people and advanced spaceships purely because he had lived long enough, but it had nothing to do with being astute. Therefore, when Bernard judged our identities, he made a big mistake.
He was scared by his own speculation, so he took everything for granted. He did not think about whether it was necessary for him to be so open and honest with us, a group of strangers. Of course, he might have thought about it. The things he said were things that could be easily found out with a little bit of effort. There was probably more than one person in town who knew that Old Glick had boarded the Hope. Other than that, Bernard did not say anything else, so naturally, there was nothing that he should not say.
In fact, strictly according to the rules of this world, Bernard was not stupid to treat us as special agents from the big city. After all, we did not look like we were living on the garbage station.
It was impossible for ordinary people to walk around the garbage in such luxurious and expensive clothes. All the resources in this world were hard to come by, and the production of each synthesis factory had a limit. Luxury goods such as luxurious clothes could only be given to the residents of the big city. It was impossible to find something like this in other parts of the world, just like you could never find a nuclear factory in a place called Dawangzhuang. As a result, there was no doubt that we were from a big city. Then, the elder sister generously gave Glick an autonomous robot. Glick was still a child, so he probably didn't realize it, but Barnard, an experienced and knowledgeable old man, knew very well how precious an ancient machine was. It was a treasure that needed to be carefully protected, not to mention that the autonomous robot looked brand new. Its smooth surface made it look like it had just come off the production line. Only the officials of a big city could carry such a thing around with them and have the right to decide to give it to a civilian child. It was just like on Earth, even if you didn't have your ID card with you, everyone would know that you were a rich person even if you were walking on the street. Whether you could walk half a street alive or not, you were still a rich person. This was the most powerful proof of your identity. In this world, it was impossible for ordinary people to be like us. It was just like on Earth, a wage earner wouldn't have the ability to throw more than half a kilogram of cash at anyone they saw. Even if you threw a coin, your annual income wouldn't be enough for you to walk two hundred meters ….
Old Bernard's judgment was correct. The only mistake he made was that he had overestimated the attention that Old Glick might attract from the higher-ups.
A pipe-repairer at the bottom of the ship, and a few years ago, he was just a metal sorter who could only pick up scrap parts from the garbage dump. Such a small character was destined to not attract the attention of any special agents. The special agents were more concerned about important characters, such as the captain of a warship, or the first or second officer. Why would they have the time and energy to trouble the son of a pipe-repairer? Cao Cao asked Zhou Yu to burn down half of his property. When he returned, he would at most kill Jiang Gan. Do you think he would trouble the soldier who nailed the chain on the ship? Not to mention that the soldier was most likely burned to death …
Sandora casually said a few perfunctory words and used a little psychological suggestion to successfully make the nervous Bernard relax and believe that we would not take the little boy named Glick away. Then, out of curiosity, the big sister asked him a little more about Glick and the water droplets. After all, the two of them were now orphans (only we knew this for sure), and we had coincidentally obtained the spaceship that their father worked on during the last days of his life. We might even have met Old Glick, the pipe-repairer who had the ambition to find a new continent. Perhaps he was one of the bodies that Visca and I saw when we entered the wreckage of the Hope. So, everyone felt that the two children were fated to meet us. Because of this, I also wanted to know more about them.
"Little Glick is the oldest child in town. In a few months, he'll be fourteen." Barnard was relieved to know that we wouldn't take Glick with us. This honest old man who had lived in a remote village for his entire life really loved Glick like a grandson. "He's different from the other children. Maybe it's because of his father's influence. That child always likes to wander around the mechanical storage area of the metal station. That's where the adults work. Children at this age rarely go there. Little Glick usually liked to pick up some strange parts and bring them home, then assemble them into all kinds of strange little gadgets, such as a projector that could play video. The Church even specially sent people over to copy some video data from him to study the Age of the Gods. He is also a little paranoid, but not as serious as his father. However, some of the child's thoughts are really sensational. He is especially worried that one day, the ancient synthesis machines will malfunction, and he even worried that the continuous production of materials from the underground factory will one day dry up. This kind of whimsical thinking makes people not know whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, he is only a child. If an adult still has such thoughts, it would be a grave sin.
As for the water droplets … she is completely an ordinary little girl. It is just that she does not like to talk. Sometimes, she is so quiet that people will ignore her. She is Glick's sister, but she has a completely different personality from Glick. Just like her light blue eyes, which are different from her brother's. Water droplets is a special case in the Glick family. Perhaps God saw that Glick's family has produced two generations of troublemakers, so he let the water droplets come to balance it out. Haha. "
Old Bernard couldn't help but laugh. My sister and I also had a deep understanding of this. Glick is a naughty child who constantly asks questions and is full of enthusiasm. His sister is simply the other extreme. She is quiet and doesn't talk much. When we are guests at her house, the child can even be so quiet that we can't help but ignore her existence. In this aspect, perhaps even Pandora can't compare to her. After all, although Pandora always has a straight face, at least the little girl's stomach will occasionally make a sound …
When we bid farewell to Old Bernard, we said that we might stay here for another two days. As for the reason, we did not say much. We just told the old man not to worry that we would never hurt two ordinary children.
The town's gathering had already ended. The dull and tedious daily life made the only entertainment in this world so boring and short. However, that was only for us. The townspeople had satisfied expressions on their faces. It seemed that gathering together to brag and eat some low-quality desserts that tasted like cement was enough for them to praise the beauty of the world. The children were even happier. They were holding low-quality desserts in their hands as they rolled around on the dirty metal streets, making themselves filthy. However, not a single adult came out to scold them. This was enough for them to cheer and jump for joy.
In any world, children are much closer to happiness than adults.
The artificial light in the sky had dimmed, leaving only a vague orange ring, like an annular solar eclipse. That was the nuclear fusion sun, using the residual heat and light radiation of the reactor to illuminate the ground at night. We returned to Glick's house and found that the house was lit up with a warm orange light. The two children were already home.
They were indeed different from ordinary children. The younger sister, Waterdrop, was too quiet. After finishing her games with her peers early, she would go home and sit in a daze. Glick, on the other hand, was worried about the broken parts he had collected. The autonomous robot named "Dodo" was left at home to repair those things. Glick could not wait to come back and see how his baby had changed.
Well, the answer made Glick very happy. When we returned, the highly efficient autonomous robot was calmly cleaning the front armor of a brand-new single-soldier fighter jet. Of course, such a big thing could not be kept in the house. So, "Dodo" tore down a wall of Glick's house so that the head of the fighter jet could poke in from the outside. However, Glick himself did not seem to care about the destruction of his house.
I firmly believed that the reason why the autonomous robot did not assemble a Optimus Prime was that it did not dare to tear down the town.
Of course, I was also curious about the materials it used to assemble such a big thing. Anyway, I did not believe that the parts Glick had piled up in the house and the back of the house were enough to assemble a fighter jet. Even if all those parts were melted into water, it would not be enough to cast a fighter jet deck. In response to our question, "Dodo" pointed its robotic arm at the metal sorting station not far from the town. So, everyone knew the source of the materials for this thing.
As it turned out, this autonomous robot, which still maintained the mentality of a factory of the Imperial Army, still needed a long time to understand this world.
Of course, they would not let a child like Glick touch something as dangerous as a single-soldier fighter jet. However, no one wanted to disappoint this likable child. So, Sandora had no choice but to remove the firing module of the aircraft without Glick knowing. But even so, I still felt that it was not too safe. In this remote and desolate place, a bright Empire fighter jet was as eye-catching as a bald man's Jingle. I felt that it was not fun to let a child play with such a thing as a toy.
"It's okay!" When Glick heard what I said, he immediately became anxious. He shouted loudly and waved his hand. "I will protect this! Also, no one dares to steal other people's resources. This is the rule of the church. Stealing resources is a felony … "
Lin Xue gave him a sidelong glance. "The problem is, do you know how to operate this thing? Let's not talk about anything else. Do you know how to enter the cockpit? Do you know how to recharge it? Do you know how often its brake pads need to be oiled? "
Shallow Shallow pulled my arm innocently. "Ah Jun, does the fighter jet's brake pads need to be oiled?"
My face darkened. "Does a fighter jet have brake pads?"
Glick lowered his head in defeat. To him, the questions that Lin Xue asked sounded like a heavenly book.
"Well, maybe …" I looked at Glick and thought about how he was now an orphan. It was not easy for such a young child to raise his sister and depend on each other. Naturally, I had some thoughts in my mind. So, I changed the topic. "Maybe you can leave this one … Cough, cough. Don't be in such a hurry to say it. I'm just saying it's possible. You will know in two days."
My thoughts were simple. Glick and Dewdrop were fated to be with everyone. If it wasn't for old Glick's spaceship crashing on Mars, we wouldn't have been able to find this world that was born from a graveyard. Now that we arrived here, the first person we met was the son of one of the crew members of that spaceship. Perhaps it was fate. Under such circumstances, I felt that I might not be able to just walk away. Putting aside how to deal with this world, I should at least make arrangements for Glick and Dewdrop.
Even if they were the orphans of a fallen soldier — Old Glick was only a plumber, but a plumber who yearned for a new world in such an isolated world was qualified to be called a soldier. This was what Sandora and I agreed on.
Glick was very excited. Although we had only known him for half a day, this child who had no experience in the world had already completely regarded us as a friend and even a savior. We were the saviors who had brought him out of his boring and dull daily life. Thus, he began to warmly invite us to his home for dinner. A hymn party wasn't a dinner party. Dinner could only be eaten after the party.
"Because there are guests from the big city, Grandpa Barnard gave us a lot of food. This is something to entertain the guests," Glick told his sister, Dewdrop, to quickly prepare the food as he told us happily, "Oh right, Grandpa Barnard said that guests from the big city can't stay in the shack. He said that you should rest in the best house in town …"
"No need, we have a place to rest," Lin Xue quickly waved her hand. "You forgot, we have a spatial device. So, when we travel outside, we need to carry our transportation and even accommodation equipment."
Glick, who had a limited understanding of spatial devices, was suddenly fascinated by this.
Dewdrop brought the things she had received from the food synthesizer. This silent little girl laboriously placed a large metal box on the table. The sound of Sandora grinding her teeth could be heard almost at the same time. We also curiously moved closer to take a look. It wasn't that we were looking forward to the food in this world, but we were slightly curious about what kind of food would be used to entertain the guests here.
But after just a glance, everyone let out a disappointed sigh. What appeared in front of us were dozens of long gray cubes stacked neatly, just like the things that Dewdrop had chewed on earlier.
In this place, this kind of compressed organic matter is the only thing that can be eaten?
"What's wrong?" Glick looked at us strangely. Then, he took out a long cube from the box and stuffed it into his mouth. Crunching sounds could be heard as he chewed on it. "Apart from soft gums for especially small children, this food is the staple food. Isn't it like this in the big cities?"
Shallow Shallow stuck out her tongue. She curiously picked up a piece of food and sniffed it. Realizing that it didn't have any smell, she put it into her mouth and took a bite. Then, she decisively stuffed it into Sandora's hand.
I also tasted it out of curiosity. In the end, Sandora had an additional piece of unknown food in her hand.
The texture was rough and tasteless. It even had a slightly fishy and salty mechanical taste. It tasted like a piece of rusty chalk in my mouth. If this was all the food in this world …
Chestnut of the Poison Island took a bite of the food that looked like plaster. She mischievously stuck out her tongue at me and used the mental connection to say, "Big Brother, I think that the zombie-infested city is much better than this world."
It was obvious that no one in the family could adapt to this kind of food. They were simply terrible!
Well, in this case, Sandora was undoubtedly an exception. She was a magical girl who could eat a few tons of reinforced concrete prefabricated boards with ketchup. Not to mention the plaster in her hand. When everyone expressed that they couldn't accept this food, she once again took on the role of a rice bucket without hesitation. However, there was another person who could also eat it without any change in expression. It was surprising: Liliana. She also ate a palm-sized piece of "chalk pastry" without any change in expression.
"Are you surprised?" Liliana licked the "white ash" at the corner of her mouth and glanced at us. "I have even eaten dirt before."
I couldn't help but gently pat her little head. She instantly squinted her eyes in comfort. "Well, it's all in the past. Now, just treat it as a sweet memory …"
The "guests" in front of him didn't like the food. Even though Glick was just a child, he could easily see that. Thus, he suddenly revealed a very restrained and awkward expression. His face darkened. Even Water Drop, who looked a little dazed, lowered her head. "I'm sorry, but we only have this …"
At that moment, I really felt guilty. I believed that everyone had the same thought. Thus, the big sister immediately patted the two children's shoulders and said apologetically, "Don't be like this. It's our fault, but …"
"We are guests and we are disturbing you. So, in this case, we should take out the food."
Lin Xue was indeed a young lady with a high IQ. She found an excuse very quickly. As soon as she finished speaking, she took out all kinds of snacks from her personal space that she couldn't help but want to take out. It was the snacks that she brought from Earth …
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