Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

How hard is it to travel alone in another world?

"Loneliness is no longer the greatest enemy... Embarrassment is."

In the middle of the night, in the wild, under the starry sky, a Hummer off-road vehicle parked in a quiet col.

There was a soft light in the car.

Kant lay on his back, with his feet on the cockpit, holding a pen, writing and drawing in the notebook.

"Xiaoman, I am writing to you from under the sky and the ground, with the starry sky above my head. I have an important mission, just like in the story, to protect the weak princess."

"However, the fairy tale doesn't mention one thing, where did the knight chasing the princess get the map."

"There is no GPS positioning, the road conditions are bad, the communication is outdated, Tina has been away for dozens of days, she has been doing some big things these days, but the news spreads very slowly, at least from the news channels I can find, it is really very slow. , I don't know where Tina is going or where she went."

"I can only go to catch up, at least she is advancing with the large army, and I go into battle lightly, in theory, I will be able to catch up with her soon."

"But I was wrong, because the empire is huge and I... don't know the way."

"The accuracy of the map is extremely poor, at least for civilian maps. It is the best map that can be bought in nearby cities. I asked them why the mages who can fly and can eagle eyes do not do some surveying and mapping work. The natives of the world stared at me in astonishment, as if I said I would let the mages go and dig up the dung."

"I probably understood something."

"Xiaoman, we once talked about how a magical alien world should develop. We once thought that the mages who mastered the power of heaven and earth could smelt, build roads, and build canals, which must be extremely advanced productivity, but now It seems that we were all wrong and our assumptions were too idealistic."

"The reality is much colder. The mages have a very high status. As guests of the country, they participate in military missions and enjoy supreme respect. They have no motivation to change the world, because now they are supreme, far above the mortals, so what? Will you do rough jobs like repairing water canals and smelting metals?"

"The products that the mud-legs have worked so hard to get are enough for them to enjoy, so why should the masters condescend to study more efficient production methods for the mud-legs?"

"The development of science and technology is never independent, but is constrained and influenced by many factors. It is definitely not a step-by-step click on the technology tree in a civilization game... National policies will affect it, social atmosphere will affect it, and class composition will affect it. , it is not inevitable, but full of many accidents."

"Ah, if this continues, I will become a relevant expert. After all, there is such a large social sample to observe, the development trajectory and method of another civilization..."

Kant wrote this, smiled, picked up the thermos cup placed next to him, and took two sips of hot water.

"Back to my journey, in which case hiring a guide or joining a caravan would be the wisest choice, but I don't trust outsiders, let alone let them know my secret, join a For a team, the schedule is too slow, and I don't want to waste time on the long journey and chatting with a group of aliens... Maybe before."

"Joining a mercenary group and encountering a runaway duke's daughter or an imperial princess or something, a very royal plot, otherwise, the teammates you meet are hidden plot NPCs with a dark past..."

"I used to look forward to it."

"But now I... but not anymore."

"Because I'm still on guard against them, because I'm still on guard against them, because I'm still despising them, when I just came back here, I experienced another killing, these indigenous dogs can't change their shit, they are dizzy, and they dare to show the lions Minions, so I killed them all."

"Really, don't know how to get along and deal with these people."

"It's the same when I go to town to find out."

"Communicate with them in a good voice. They think you are weak and can be bullied. They don't hesitate to offer a bounty. They think you are a fat sheep. I call you my lord in fear and do things for you honestly."

"The funny thing is, if you treat them like dogs in the first place, kick them first, then start calling them rudely, they'll honestly do things for you and throw some money at the end and they'll be happy Crazy, I pay homage to you..."

"I understand this mentality and know that human nature is cheap, but I just...not used to it."

"Or rather, it's not very comfortable."

"Whether it's the people in Huisha Town, or the people I've seen these days, I see them, and when I see a good person living like that, I think... it's not right."

"But now...I don't want to change that anymore."

"On that day, when I just arrived in Huisha, I saw a man from Aurora named Hong San, and also met a little beggar named Liszt. At that time, I thought that the earth and you were both dead, so I was eager to find a way to live. The new goal, I was ambitious at the time, to change the fate of these miserable and ignorant people, and now, those hasty and illusory ambitions have disappeared."

"Now I have no interest in their experiences and fate. It doesn't matter if the people here are rotten to the core. I just want to fulfill my promise and go home..."

Under the warm lights of the car, Kant wrote calmly.

The earth is safe and sound, so that the once crazy he can finally calm down, which is of course a great good thing, but it has a side effect-because the hometown still exists, and the connection is extremely close, which further tears the relationship between Kant and the other world. distance and identity.

simply put.

Unconsciously, Kant has gradually stopped treating people from other worlds as human beings...

Not so-called superiority, nor arrogance, but indifference, but indifference.

"I don't want to hire a guide, and I can't get a more accurate map. I have no choice but to use the most stupid method - the location on the map is correct, I think the final destination must be Goethe, then go to the Empire first. It's the same at the border, entering Goethe soil, and finding Tina again."

"It's a messy way, isn't it? It's really messy. I took out the off-road vehicle directly from the white fog space, went out at night, and hurryed carefully, and occasionally took shortcuts, which was quite fast."

"This place is far away from Huisha Town. Although the off-road vehicle is very novel, I drive on the road at night and hide in the daytime, keeping a low profile and nothing major... This risk is worth it, otherwise it will be much slower to drive on horseback, after all I don't know how to take care of the horses, I don't know how many animals are going to die."

"This also makes me very uncomfortable. In another world, driving a car has to be sneaky..."

Kant, who wrote this, sighed silently.

Damn, I'm still so lonely.

These letters are not so much written to Lao Wang, but rather a diary written for himself. If he were to show it to Xiaoman, he would be very embarrassed.

It's just a shame to play.

When it comes to shame play, there is one thing that makes him very fortunate - fortunately, the white fog world is not the earth, but the third mirror world, otherwise he would travel back that day and find that the white fog dissipated and the people outside rushed in, so everyone Then I saw the civilized tombstone he carved, saw his various graffiti, saw his diary and video, and so on...

Then he could consider the issue of social funerals.

"But it's so lonely..."

Kant opened the storage folder on the top of the passenger seat, and took out a calendar: "Five days... Calculate the time, it's probably the second half of the night on Earth? After dawn, do you want to go back and have a look?"

…just forget it.

Although it is very lonely, although I want to see Pharaoh, but if you want to come back after returning to Earth, you have to wait a day until the crossing mechanism cools down, and for the extremely high time flow ratio of the two realms, this means that the other realm will pass at least Five or six days, such a vacation is obviously too extravagant...

Kant shook his head, put the diary and calendar away, and started the Humvee.

With a low rumbling sound, the engine ignited and started.

The two headlights suddenly came on, breaking the deep darkness.

The light was like two beams of light, and it was so strong and pure that it was so hot that it was impossible to see directly. Obviously, if the light of this brightness and angle of incidence appeared on the road of the earth at night, then there would be no high beam. The dog said...

Because the headlights were enchanted by Kant.

The set of sanctuary armor obtained from the treasure room of the Goode family has the sacred rune light flowing on it, which can also be analyzed by elements and used by Kant for various lighting enhancement occasions.

However, the lighting that has been enhanced by the elements also seems to have the effect of promoting wound recovery, but unfortunately the effect is not very significant, and Kant's self-healing ability is too strong, so it is impossible to verify.

By the way, Kant also thinks that if the headlights are stunned by undead photos such as skeletons, zombies, etc., the effect is estimated to be quite good... but he has never encountered undead.

The ghost of the earth, I encountered one.

Ah, in the future, I will enchant a flashlight, go back to Earth and find a haunted house, and try it out. Anyway, I have already asked Pharaoh to pay attention to the anecdotes and news in this regard.

In the future, catching ghosts, begging for ghosts, and treating ghosts can be used as a traditional art part... I feel that I can make a lot of money.

While thinking wildly, Kant gently stepped on the accelerator, the Hummer vibrated, and then slowly started, slowly driving away from this hidden col, preparing to enter the road.

But the next moment, the car stopped.

Because not far in front stood an old man with gray hair and a butler's dress.

"Honorable Alchemist."

He bowed politely to Kant in the car and spoke, and the voice came through the car window and resounded clearly in Kant's ears: "On the order of my little master who is obsessed with the beauty of machinery, I send you the most Humble and most sincere offer and supplication, can your work, your car, be sold to the Vidal family?"

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PS1: Take the plane home, toss until the evening, a little tired...

PS2: That's all for today, two more tomorrow, I'll write more, I'll go to bed first...