"I still think we should just go over and ask her."
"No."
"You're going to ask her, aren't you?"
"I'll ask."
Ethan retracted his head and pulled Darent back, with an unknown light flickering in his eyes.
"but not now."
"Not now..."
Chapter 67: Tan Bian Yi
In the second half of the drive, Hitzfeld devoted most of his energy to his analytical version of "Travels in the South Seas".
This edition of the book does not have only one single author, but collects annotations and comments from many well-known scholars. It does not output a certain point of view, but simply brings together what they know for reference.
The more Hitzfeld read, the more she felt that this spirit was precious. She knew that the "right to interpretation" was something that intellectuals and politicians had always fought for in every era. It was very rare for these people to put aside their disputes and work together on this work.
One of the scholars, named Laken, explained the Mother River. He expounded his views from the perspective of geography and resources, and believed that the Mother River of the Nemo people was a "fantasy born after taking an overdose of psychotropic drugs."
The basis is that the archipelago where the Nemo people live did not exist in the early days. It should be the part that was separated from the continental plate after the catastrophe. Judging from the map, it should be biased towards the south of Elsa.
The southern part of Elsa is full of tropical rainforests, which are a paradise for poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. There are also many strange plants growing there, including more than nineteen species of plants whose fruits can produce hallucinogenic effects when eaten - which makes sense.
But there are still different opinions from his. A scholar named Beru believes that although it may be some kind of hallucinogenic fruit that led to the birth of the "Mother River Worship" among the Nemo people, the existence of phenomena such as the spiritual sea and spiritual tides in reality also means that it is not groundless.
In the process of this collision of ideas, another scholar named Dismatic officially came into the girl's sight.
This person believed that the Mother River might really exist, and he gave a basis for this: as early as in very ancient historical scrolls, there were records of the existence of a mysterious river in the world. It is invisible and intangible, but it encompasses everything, whether it existed in the past or may be born in the future, all things may be seen in it.
"Is there really such a thing?" Hitzfeld couldn't help but frown when she saw this. She felt that even if Namiia was a mythological worldview, something involving time was too bizarre.
She began to wonder if this was also the secret realm of the God, and if it was related to the Sun King because the people in the manor seemed to have told Coldis that the power of the goddess also included "time".
Dismatic posted some original records in detail later in the article, which are from the third section of the first chapter of "The Secret History of Time":
[Many people think that the legend of the Sea of Time is a rumor, just as they no longer believe that there are gods in the world, the Kingdom of God in the East does not exist, and the Sea of Time is nothing more than a fantasy magnified a hundred times by paranoia. But here I must point out that the Sea of Time may really exist, because from the coast of Elsa to the South Sea of Serran, this area is full of fog, and the stories brought back by too many people can only be answered by referring to it.]
And the eighth section of the third chapter of "Projections in History": [The sea of time does exist. I don't think the reappearance of that scene is a mirage in the sea. The refraction of light and shadow cannot last that long. I think it is the shadow they left in the sea of time.]
Achieve a lot.
This was the first time Hitzfeld learned the term "sea of time". In the last ten minutes, she stopped reading and just lay on the bed with her eyes closed, imagining what the sea of time would be like if it really existed.
Could it be... a distorted stream of time?
It is similar to the time tunnel in Nobita's drawer. It looks crooked, but you can reach out and find a piece of history. Intruders can choose the time period and travel freely.
But wouldn't history be completely messed up if that happened? It might become a case of predecessors and successors nesting in each other's shoes. Is that logical?
She found that she couldn't think about this thing too much. It was really overwhelming and much more difficult than analyzing the case.
It turns out that there are some things that you just can’t do... That’s why ordinary people will seek professional help when they encounter difficulties.
"Hmm." Thinking of professionals, an old face appeared in her mind.
Tarinian, will the Time Dragon Family know about the Sea of Time?
Maybe she could try to write a letter there as well. Now there shouldn't be any obstacles to communication between the two sides...
As I was thinking about it, the train began to shake unsteadily.
She knew the ship was about to dock, so she sat up in advance, put on her shoes, combed her hair, and made sure her appearance and demeanor were fine.
"Your cane." Kurumi handed her the stick next to her.
Hitzfeld usually doesn't carry a walking stick, which he would use for mountain climbing.
"Thank you." The girl took it.
"I'll take the book." Hu Tao took the book from her and put it in the small backpack she carried on her shoulder.
Hitzfeld looked at her attire and felt that the butler's uniform and the cross-body bag looked too incongruous.
"Give the bag to Ashley later," she said.
"It's a good opportunity for her to exercise."
There are three villages at the foot of the Twin God Peaks of the Kacha Mountains. They are arranged in an irregular triangle on both sides of the railway. The platform was built here for these three villages.
This is not a formal platform, but a temporary stop. Villagers are not allowed to buy tickets and get on the bus here, but they can get off here and then return to the village nearby.
Hitzfeld and others got off the car among the crowd, and Ethan and Darent also slipped out under the cover of the crowd.
"over there."
At the edge of the platform, after the train had gone far away and the space was empty, Instructor Raymond pointed to two peaks not far away and said, "That's the Twin God Peaks."
Hitzfeld looked at the outline and shape of the Twin Gods Peak, thought for a moment and said, "Was this name given by the local villagers?"
"No." Raymond shook his head. "The original name was even more vulgar. This is the improved one."
"I see." Hitzfeld's lips curled up. "So you originally planned to put the medal in..."
"That location." Raymond pointed to the peak on the right. "The peak on the left has collapsed. I chose the right one. It's easier to walk."
The two of them seemed to be playing a game of charades. Ashley and Ali discussed all the way but still couldn't figure out what was wrong with the name Shuangshen Peak.
This road is indeed not easy to walk on.
With Raymond leading the way and two elite apprentices who were very good at wilderness operations helping to cut grass, Hitzfeld was still sweating after walking for less than ten minutes.
She realized that this was different from going up the back mountain. She had already figured out the geographical environment of the back mountain where Hitzfeld Manor was located, and she could go down the mountain with her eyes closed, but she didn't know much about the Kacha Mountains.
"Be careful." Raymond warned in front.
"During this period, the weather has been fluctuating, and the roads where the snow has melted will be slippery and not as good as those where the snow is piled up."
Hitzfeld has experienced that.
All I can say is that she has much better control over her body than before. Although she is tired, she knows how to control the rhythm and doesn't look too embarrassing on the outside.
Well, after all, her skirt was quite long, and others couldn’t see clearly at all, and her legs were trembling slightly.
"It's right in front."
After walking for about forty minutes, Raymond gave her directions while the team was resting.
"See that forest ahead? Go in and head northwest. You'll arrive in about half an hour."
“It doesn’t seem very far?”
Hitzfeld lifted his hair, his cheeks flushed with heat, "I calculated the time, it's only been about an hour since we got off the bus and got here."
These three "knights" should be taking care of her, an "ordinary person". Otherwise, it would be faster for them to get rid of her and run away by themselves.
"Not far." Raymond admitted, "If it wasn't so strange, I wouldn't be willing to go back."
After resting for a while, they continued walking and went directly into the woods ahead.
The environment changed drastically here, and Hitzfeld discovered that the ground here was different from that of ordinary forests.
Most of the ordinary forests are made of mud, so no matter how dense the roots are, they will not dominate the landscape.
But this forest is different. The roots are so dense that they are like blood vessels and cages. They even spread directly to the surface and weave a network structure above the mud.
"This is water vine wood, also called water net wood."
Ali turned around and introduced them, "There are a lot of these things in my hometown. The elders in the village like to use them to scare children, saying that they are blood vessels left by some evil creatures."
"It does look like a blood vessel," Hitzfeld commented.
Then he looked at Raymond in front of him and asked, "What do they eat?"
"They eat the same things that ordinary trees eat." Ali laughed. "They won't entangle people to death at night because of this structure. Man-eating trees only exist in stories, not in reality."
"That means we're going to stay here tonight."
"I can build a wooden shed." Walnut interrupted, "I'm sure the lady won't be cold at night."
Walking and chatting, half an hour passed quickly.
Hitzfeld noticed that Raymond stopped in front of him and did not move. He walked forward quickly, looking over his broad shoulders and saw a pool of water in front of him.
It was indeed not big, less than ten meters in diameter. It was surrounded by a network of raised roots and dense branches above it. Only a small gap in the middle of the pool allowed sunlight to fall.
"Is this it?" she asked Raymond.
"That's it." Raymond confirmed.
“Is it dead water now?”
"I'm not sure... In fact, I'm not sure if the situation will recur tonight. Anyway, we can prepare to build a windshield now."
Windshield - something that blocks the wind when you rest at night.
Raymond, Ashley and Ali didn't have high requirements and just made a piece of branch board to make do. Hitzfeld also wanted to try it, but was forced into the built hut by Walnut.
“That’s absolutely right…”
Ethan poked his head out from behind the tree and clenched his fists when he saw this scene. "Is that the man from Annual Rings? He's pretty reliable."
"You should think about what we should do tonight!"
Darent really doesn't understand that he isn't cold?
I, a wooden man, have caught a cold, but Ethan runs farther than me all day long and is still full of energy.
"I am not cold because my heart is full of passion."
"Ha! This is the first time I know that human skin can be thicker than tree bark..."
So the next step is just waiting?
Hitzfeld came out of the hut and looked at the environment, feeling quite curious.
Walnut is really good at construction and decoration. She probably learned this from Rafa Pisis in her previous life... Although the hut is small, it is very comfortable and it is not cold at all to curl up in it.
She looked at the sky and it was starting to get darker.
I left home in the morning, got on the car at 10:, and arrived at my destination in more than five hours. Taking into account the time spent on building a house, making a fire, and hunting, it was almost dark.
Raymond was sitting not far away processing the prey, and Ashley was walking towards here carrying a rabbit.
Everything looked like a camping trip, and Hitzfeld felt unusually relaxed at this moment.
Even if I don't find anything, my trip won't be in vain.
she said to herself.
Isn't this what recuperation is supposed to be like?
Chapter 68: Tan Transformation 2
Dinner was roast hare and pancakes.
The hare was hunted by Raymond and two of his favorite students. They also brought pancakes with them. These were very thin round wheat pancakes that were like thick paper. There were many layers of them in a stack, which were folded in half and hidden in a cloth bag. Just by looking at the appearance, you couldn't guess that there was food inside.
Hitzfeld knew about this kind of wheat cake. Every time Ashley came home and ate the delicious food, she would use a hateful tone to belittle this unique food, making her think it was such an unacceptable food. Now that she has tasted it, she realizes that it was a complete exaggeration.
The wheat cake is very dry, and it is definitely not good to eat it directly. But if you have the conditions to light a fire like now, put it on the fire to roast it harder before eating, the unique wheat aroma will definitely not be that bad.
Not to mention that Raymond also brought a small bottle of seasoning specially prepared for picnics. Sprinkling the sesame seeds on the pancakes made them no worse than the ones she made at home.
"That's because I eat too much..." Ashley leaned in and whispered to her, "Of course it felt good at first, but who can stand eating this every day..."
"That's better than what you had before, isn't it?" Hitzfeld teased her, "Or do you miss living in the hot air more?"
Hearing her say this, Ashley frowned immediately, and her nose seemed to smell the ubiquitous deep stench.
She raised her hand to signal Hitzfeld to stop talking, handed the almost-baked rabbit to Walnut, and then ran to Raymond to ask him for a few more wheat cakes.
This confused Ali, the knight-to-be. It was an open secret that he and Ashley competed with each other in the Knight Academy and disliked each other. They were relatively clear about each other's personalities. In Ali's eyes, Ashley hated eating wheat cakes the most and loved eating meat the most. He didn't understand why she didn't want rabbits, but instead went to eat the disgusting wheat cakes.
"That's because she has a past that makes her hate meat even more when she is immersed in it." Hitzfeld explained to him softly.
She didn't say it very clearly, but Ali thought he understood. He whispered, "I didn't expect she had such a tragic past."
The young man must have misunderstood.
Looking secretly at Walnut, Hitzfeld was sure that she saw some mockery in Pinocchio's black eyes.
