Chapter 773: Some Things You Can’t Avoid

I never quite understood what Milia meant when she described her house as a garbage dump, until I got to my knees...ahem, until I saw the lobby on the first floor of their house with my own eyes.

Zaku...poof...after Uncle Zaku opened the door and let us into the living room, the first headache we had was where to take the first step. Ding-dang, I really can’t imagine anyone’s living room looking like this. What you see is a wide variety of broken axles, metal blocks, scrap books, pieces of wood, flattened iron and broken chains. , my second cousin’s old shoe insole—the last one is for rhyme purposes. All in all, when we saw the magnificent living room of Milia's house, we had the urge to immediately go out and set up a tent for the night, and re-evaluated Little Bubble's room filled with toys and comic books: Mom It's worthy of praise that Shining can manage like that.

"Ah haha, it might be a bit messy, it's the same in our industry," Uncle Zaku laughed nonchalantly, while stretching, "I'll go up and take a nap, this damn girl has been tossing me so much that I haven't slept in a while. Have a good sleep."

After saying these words, the uncle walked through the garbage on the ground, swaying his arms and disappeared on the other side.

"Well, you still look that lazy. It's really embarrassing."

Milia couldn't bear it and pressed her forehead, with a look of deep shame on her face, and then looked at me with a slightly embarrassed look, "Well, don't be ridiculous, the family is such a mess, and uncle is a very, very lazy person. , never collects his collection, and the only employee seems to be here because his salary is not high, so he usually just comes here depending on his mood."

May I ask what your family does? The legendary alien scrap collection station? And what’s going on with employees who come to work depending on their mood! It’s already a paradox to explain this with a low salary!

"Occupation? Well, uncle calls himself an adventurer. To be honest, I was really shocked when I saw that there is indeed a registered license plate called Glowing Glory Adventure Group at home, but he looks so lazy and unmotivated You should know what they look like, they are said to be an adventure group, but now there are only four people including me, Biruna, and the employee who is always missing, and they are almost turning into a team of garbage pickers."

Milia said in a tone full of resentment, with a dissatisfied look on her face. We didn't know much about Mobrado's "adventurer" and "adventure group" occupations. After a brief explanation from the other party, we got a rough idea. I think they should be similar to sports speculators - in layman's terms, they don't work for half a year. A treasure hunter who works hard for half a year is just a legend on earth. The only one with similar characteristics is a tomb robber. However, in a place where empire relics are buried everywhere, maybe this profession really has a lot of room for survival. Moreover, Milia saw that we were very curious about the adventurer profession, and patiently explained a few more sentences, letting us know that what adventurers are looking for is not only "holy ruins", but also the heritage of ancient civilizations and battlefield remains. class stuff. Regarding the heritage of ancient civilizations, it is a "half-unsolved mystery" that scholars in this world have been talking about. Mobrado's researchers discovered that there was another advanced civilization on this planet. They left this planet after the sages. The world prospered on this planet for a long time, until it suddenly became extinct due to some disaster. Although the civilizational relics they left behind are not as valuable as the holy relics, they are relatively large in number and are more popular with adventurers: after all, the right to explore the holy relics has always been firmly controlled by the Blue Church. Even ordinary adventurers If you discover a holy relic, you can only report it immediately and stay away from the relics, and then get a little bonus and a big recommendation on religious readings in the next half month. Only those who are very lucky will get a little bit of limited The right to explore the ruins, and those who are unlucky will get all the above; but discovering the ruins of an ancient civilization does not need to be subject to these restrictions. It is first come, first served. Any adventurer can freely explore these ruins as long as they have the relevant technical equipment, and then Make a fortune.

As for the last type, battlefield remains, the number is even larger. Until two or three hundred years ago, Mobrador was still a world where civil war would break out. Its current comprehensive peace was achieved after the Blue Church mastered several ancient sage weapons. It was forcibly shaped by high-pressure policies (my sister and I agree very much here that this kind of peace is not a good phenomenon), and those battlefields before the peaceful era have naturally become good sources of wealth, which are huge and easy to discover. Things are easier to get rid of, and there are many collectors and scholars who are willing to spend money to buy those junk, so...

So those ancient battlefields decades ago were almost completely looted by adventure groups... Now the remaining people can really only rely on luck to survive.

"The above is what a 'normal' adventure group should do," Milia explained while leading us through the same mountain of "trash" on the second floor, not forgetting to emphasize the word "normal." It seems that she is very dissatisfied with her extremely lazy uncle who only knows how to make a living by picking up garbage from the nearest car accident scene. "No one dares to enter the holy ruins casually. The missionaries of the Blue Church are like monsters." Guys, I have never heard of anyone escaping their pursuit alive after exploring the holy relics without authorization. Even though all of those priests looked amiable, if they really touched the word 'sage', they could One is crazier than the other. Of course, you... eh, hehehe."

As if she suddenly remembered that Biluna was beside her, Milia immediately stopped mid-sentence, but showed a subtle giggle. Presumably from the perspective of this simple-minded girl, the fact that we are wandering around the world pretending to be saints, and she is the only insider, the biggest meaning of this matter is just very interesting.

I really don’t know if her character is reliable or unreliable to us.

When Milia introduced her family, I had been listening carefully. There were many things I knew for the first time.

I have no parents. As long as I can remember, I have been adopted by a lazy uncle who calls himself an adventurer. Then there is a beautiful aunt who is said to be the uncle's assistant. I have been living with such "parents" and garbage since I was a child. I feel that the family environment is not good. It can’t be said to be bad. That somewhat slovenly uncle was a scary guy to Milia, but he was also the most reliable relative. Although Milia kept saying bad things about each other, a certain sense of dependence on her family was still obvious.

"Actually, that's a pretty annoying guy," Milia said. "How could you solemnly announce on someone's sixth birthday early in the morning, 'I'm not your biological uncle, and I don't know who your parents are. I never Picking you up from a ruins? That's really bad."

"Well, you cried a lot at that time," Biluna, who had been following us silently, nodded seriously. "It took Zaku half a month to realize that he said the wrong thing."

...Has that uncle's mind been impacted by anything? What's up with this weird emotional intelligence?

Qian Qian curiously played with a small iron lump she picked up from nowhere, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, Milia, didn't you say you were a priest? Why has it become a family adventure now? A member of the group? Can priests in this world work part-time?"

A step behind him suddenly stopped, and Biluna suddenly looked seriously at Milia, who was a little panicked at the moment: "You even said this?!"

We immediately looked at them curiously, does this need to be kept secret?

Milia was staring at Biluna's serious eyes, feeling a little frightened in her heart. After a long while, she stammered and explained: "After all, she is her savior, so...that's why she accidentally said it."

Biluna frowned, and her eyes kept scanning over us, putting us on alert inexplicably, and finally sighed: "Well, it's not the first time anyway, but you must pay attention to this. I will tell Zaku about it."

"Uh, that's troublesome."

Watching Biruna disappear around the corner of the stairs, Milia said depressedly while complaining, "Biluna is a reborn person, and regenerated people are such old-fashioned guys."

"Reborn person?"

A lot of curious things immediately came to my mind.

"Where are you thinking?" Milia rolled her eyes at me. "The regenerated people are one of Mobrado's races and are as old as the pure people. They are the mutants who regenerated into adults after the ancient catastrophe. The collective name for the type of human race. Because they once became mutants, after recovery, they called themselves regenerated humans. They look no different from ordinary humans, but they are all old-fashioned and powerful. I heard that this is because there are traditions passed down from ancient times in the ethnic group. It’s caused by a lot of taboos.”

This is Mobrado's new knowledge. We are now more curious about the evolutionary history of species in this world: What happened here after the Xiling Apostle left this world?

"Priest or something like that, actually uncle has never allowed me to talk about it casually," the blond girl said after explaining about the reborn person, and stuck out her tongue, "Not only is I not allowed to say this identity, but I am also not allowed to use the priesthood like Leihou. I'm not allowed to use any user skills, nor am I allowed to casually reveal the secret that I have the Holy Plate. Normally, I have to try to avoid attracting attention even when summoning Ramona. The uncle's intention is to make me behave like an ordinary girl. , but the secret was still revealed.”

We were a little speechless and of course a little confused. It seems that Milia's identity as a priest was not obtained through formal channels, and she probably didn't know how she could be a priest, nor why her uncle asked her to hide her identity. She didn't want to do anything. Just do what others say.

We have limited understanding of this world, and we don’t know what the criteria for judging clergy in this world are, let alone what a religion that worships imperial heritage as holy relics would look like. Of course, we can’t think of Milia’s. What's the identity, but it's not difficult to guess Uncle Zaku's intention, probably to protect this reckless girl. Sometimes, a person who is not a member of the church can use the most powerful power of the clergy, and a person who has no faith has an information terminal that is regarded as a sacred object. This situation is not good no matter how you think about it. look like.

"Now, now," Sandora suddenly tugged on my sleeve and pointed pitifully at the messy mountains of garbage around her, "I'm a little hungry, can I eat these things?"

With this sentence, we all jumped out of our own thoughts. Milia looked at Sandora with full vigilance and said nervously: "Wait a minute! Don't eat my house!"

I looked at Sandora who had already begun to grind her teeth with confusion, and then looked at the Wanhu Prairie outside the window with confusion, thinking to myself, should I let my queen sister roam free on the prairie?

Fortunately, Sandora's bizarre incident of angrily gnawing at a house did not happen. Her Majesty the Queen used her perseverance to defeat her biological instincts - although she also consumed one hundred and twenty-seven small round cakes in the process of defeating her.

That night we enjoyed the unique food on the planet Mobrador. The texture and flavor were different from the food on Earth, but at least it was determined that carbon-based organisms would be harmless to eat, which made me relieved. Sandora made Uncle Zaku and Biruna gasp. The moment the thirteenth empty bowl was piled on the dining table, Uncle Zaku, who was as lazy as he was, finally realized a very serious problem:

If he didn't want to be blamed for not repaying his kindness, he would have to work hard starting from tomorrow.

I deeply apologized to Milia for Sandora's appetite. I knew that it would be difficult for a lazy uncle like her to entertain our family, but she told us not to worry about it and said that her family The uncle is actually a guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside but doesn't mean what he means. Although his face looks painful, he is still a very hospitable person in his heart. This good review lasted for a short time and ended half an hour after dinner: Uncle Zaku seemed to have heard about Milia's leaked identity, so he dragged her away and educated her for a long time. When she came back, Milia was warm and hospitable. The uncle has become a stingy, harsh, weird, fussy, unpromising man...

However, Zaku did not have any grudge against us because of this. Obviously, our sincerity in sending Milia home was enough to prove that we are harmless people. The uncle just asked about our identities: As an adult, although he doesn't look very reliable, he has more things to consider than Milia. For us strangers who have unknown origins, he is still Proper vigilance was maintained.

This problem was later solved by Shandora's spiritual suggestion.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that that night we witnessed a sudden strong wind during the less rainy season on the planet Mobrado. It turns out that one land and water can really support one person. It makes sense for the locals’ traditional houses to be built like this: Lilina was motivated by the idea of ​​housing. I was curious about the howling wind outside and went out to take a look. So I had to drive to Wan Lake to fish her out at 11:30 in the middle of the night.

On the second morning after arriving on this planet, a few of us were talking about what we had seen and heard in this weird world in the only place where people could stand in the living room on the first floor, and we all expressed our opinions on the strange customs here. Uncle Zaku was still at the door. Basking in the sun, he has completely forgotten his ambitious declaration of "must work hard" last night and this morning. I guess he will wait until he remembers that he will have to eat next time. Biluna went out early in the morning and took a large cart of "garbage" to the trading market to sell. Although they all look like junk, they still have a lot of value in the eyes of those who know the goods: at least enough for next month's living expenses.

Even though it was only the second day, we all saw who was the one who supported everything in this "family". The unsmiling Biluna was really a good woman.

"I think if uncle continues like this, mushrooms will grow sooner or later."

Listening to the little tune that Uncle Zaku played from the door that could no longer distinguish the original tune, Milia frowned and said sadly, "My youth will be assimilated to these garbage heaps."

"Don't say that," Sandora comforted the depressed blond girl, mumbling, "At least they taste okay."

Milia is no longer too lazy to stop this "sage" with a strong appetite. The last meal last night and the meal early in the morning have made the girl realize that Sandora can eat it up at any time as long as the other party is willing. From her family.

At this moment, a burst of noise coming from outside the door caught our attention. It seemed that a large group of people were laughing and joking. What was more concerning was that there seemed to be a familiar voice among them...

Uncle Zaku was basking in the sun at the door and was talking to a large group of people. The chatter of voices seemed to be difficult for him to deal with. After a moment, uncle suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in, shouting at us angrily: "Who are you? Who! Why are there people from at least one company outside now shouting that they are looking for you?!"

I was stunned when I saw a short old man with a beard covering almost half of his face, squeezing in through the crack in the door. He yelled loudly, causing ashes to fall in the living room: "Gianna! Hurry up!" Come in and take a look! The houses here really look like Dalaran!"

A female mage in a blue dress poked her head in: "Magni! Be polite... Cirno, don't pull my skirt! I said I'm just an ice magician, and my dad doesn't know anyone from the Lake of Mist." Your second aunt..."

"Ah, it's really a world with unique scenery. It's a pity that Yuyouzi didn't come with us."

"Idiot brother! Can't you take off that armor?"

"Sal! Don't step on my feet!"

"Sorry, Cuixiang pushed me..."

"Melon seeds, peanuts, ice cubes!"

The muscles on Uncle Zaku's face were trembling, and the muscles on each of our faces were also trembling. I now fully believe that there are at least one company of people at the door, and this is still a conservative estimate.

"Please be quiet!!"

I yelled angrily, and suddenly there was silence at the door. Only the sound of Reimu selling melon seeds and candies echoed twice like a convulsion.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Just as I finished my words and was about to start the training, a voice accompanied by a silver-haired figure with a strong figure broke into the door, which completely stopped me in the second half of the sentence: "Haha! Chen, I'm here to play with you. !”