I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 333 Sky Island

Hearing this voice, the men in black immediately turned their heads and looked at Nico.

A man in his 20s who wore clothes different from theirs came out from behind the men in black.

Nico knew the man, from around the block.

Nico has behaved differently since he was a child because of hallucinations, and was rejected by some peers. There are also some gangsters who like to bully him. This is one of them.

"Hey, isn't this Nico." The man teased, "It's grown so big."

"Jerry?" Nico frowned, "Don't you know this is my home!?"

"Don't be so angry," he said, "Did you see a little girl about your age?"

"What girl, don't change the subject for me!" Nico suppressed his anger and said, "I made a mess of my studio and broke my airship. What do you mean?"

"Isn't it just a model?" Jerry said disapprovingly, "Look at how anxious you are."

"Who told you this is a model?" Nico said displeased.

"Oh?" Jerry had a playful look on his face, and he looked at the photo hanging on the wall.

It was a black and white photo framed in a photo frame. In the huge dense clouds, a huge island was looming, only half of it could be seen, while the other half was hidden in the clouds.

Some buildings can be clearly seen on the island, especially a huge tree that stands out.

He reached out and took the photo off the wall.

"You don't believe in the existence of Sky Island like your uncle, do you?"

"Sky Island exists!" Nico said excitedly, "This photo is the proof!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha!" Everyone in Jack couldn't help laughing out loud, "You are just like your uncle, you are really a crazy family!"

"Who are you calling crazy!?"

Nico finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and rushed up to Jerry, but his body was too thin, and he was kicked into the corner by Jerry.

He coughed violently a few times, only to feel a burning pain in his chest, like an old puppet, out of breath.

Jerry seemed to want to go up and beat Nico, but was stopped by one of the men in black.

"Okay, we don't have time to accompany you here to bully children."

Compared with Nico, facing these men in black Jerry is another face, becoming very obsequious.

"Yes, let's leave here, and I will take you to find other places."

As he spoke, he threw the photo frame in his hand on the ground, and the glass on the photo frame was smashed to pieces.

He ignored Nico directly, but turned his head and led these people out of here.

It didn't know how long it took before Nico regained his strength, tried his best to get up from the ground, touched his aching chest, and closed the door again.

He took out a box of matches from his body and lit the kerosene lamp hanging on one side. With the help of the light, he silently cleaned up the glass on the ground, carefully took the photo out of the frame, and put it on the table. Press firmly with pliers.

Then he started to clean up the messy desktop after the group of men in black savagely searched, stacked up the scattered drawings in order, and placed the tools on the ground in the tool cabinet.

He has some obsessive-compulsive disorder where everything has to go where it belongs.

So when he packed his things, an hour passed, and the night outside the window became more hazy. Today's weather is not very good, the sky is not full of stars and moons. Looking through the window, the surrounding forests are silent, strange insects The howling of beasts echoed in the forest, making one's hair stand on end.

But Nico was used to it. When his uncle was still alive, he often came here with his uncle, lying here at night watching the stars, and listening to his uncle talking about his past travel experiences.

While his uncle is an engineer, he is also an adventurer. He often travels to many places in an airship. Nico also relies on him to understand how colorful the world is.

A gust of wind piercing through the forest gently brushed the leaves, bringing countless salsa sounds, and flapping the windows of the wooden house.

Nico shivered slightly and touched his arm.

He picked up the matchbox on the table, walked towards the fireplace on one side, opened the lid of the fireplace, and put the logs on one side into the fireplace one by one to make it easier to light.

Then a pile of flammable materials was placed under these logs.

He took a match from the matchbox, slid it on the side of the box, and the flames lit up with a flick.

He took a match and stuck it into the fireplace. With the light from the flames, he saw a terrified face looking at him in the chimney above the fireplace.

Her hands and feet were supporting the furnace wall, and there seemed to be a protruding place where she could get stuck here effortlessly, but even so, her arms were trembling slightly.

But Nico was not surprised, his keen senses had already noticed the rapid breathing.

"Come out." Nico said, "They have already gone far, and they probably won't come here in a short time."

The girl climbed down the chimney and out of the fireplace.

And Nico also successfully ignited the fireplace with the match, and the fire made a crackling sound as the fire burned the firewood, dispelling the chill in their hearts.

The girl's skirt, face, and arms were almost covered in soot.

She looks about the same age as Nick, and although she looks very disheveled, she still can't hide her beauty, at least in the eyes of white people, this is good-looking.

"You knew I was here?" the girl said angrily.

Nico's calm expression clearly indicated this, and knowing that she was in the chimney, and keeping her there for so long, was clearly playing her.

"Who knows if those people are still around here." Nico said.

He walked to the corner where some pots and pans were placed on one side, poured a little water from the water tank on one side into the kettle, and then poured some water from the bag on the table on the side. Something like tea leaves was put into the kettle, and it was put into the fireplace.

Looking at his calmness which was completely opposite to the impatience just now, Nawuda seemed to think of something.

"Did you do it on purpose just now? To eliminate suspicion?"

Nico didn't answer, just asked.

"What's your name?"

"Nauda." The girl said.

"Why are they looking for you?" Nico asked curiously.

But Nawuda didn't answer, just kept silent.

Nico shrugged indifferently, "You can say whatever you don't want to say."

He took a loaf of brown bread from the cupboard above where the kettles and saucepans were kept, cut a few pieces with a knife, and handed a piece to the girl.

"You haven't eaten for a long time, right?"

Nauda hesitated for a while, but still took the black bread from Nico's hand and began to gobble it up, even eating the crumbs. It seemed that she must have suffered a lot along the way.

Nico put the black bread into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, then came to the workbench again, and re-framed the photo in the frame.

Although the glass was broken, the photo frame was still usable as a whole, and he hung the photo frame on the wall again.

Nauda looked curiously at the pattern on the photo frame.

"Is this a painting?"

"No, it's a photograph," said Nico, looking at the picture.

Nawuda looked at the island floating in the sky in the clouds in astonishment, and couldn't believe it.

"photo.?"

(End of this chapter)