Manga from the Age of God

He first talked about it, asked his former partner to withdraw a gold coin again, and hurried to the labor market to hire a truck.

I drove my car to the suburban warehouse, installed the fishing net, felt the darkness, and drove quietly towards the coastline.

"It is said that the Atlanteans were demons..."

With a sense of unease, Terry nibbled on the grits to satisfy his hunger, while secretly praying to the goddess of victory for the blessing.

"But even demons, they should eat fish, right?"

"Eating fish will definitely need my nets..."

After driving alone for three days, Terry saw a magnificent city at the end of his field of vision.

The rising sun sheds golden light, as if to put a layer of luxurious golden gauze on the city.

"It's so beautiful!"

Terry involuntarily raised his yearning and said with emotion:

"They must have lived a prosperous life... People in the sea don't know the difference with humans."

With uneasy emotions, the truck stumbled for a while again, and Terry finally met the first Atlanteans.

Although the dress is not luxurious, it has a unique temperament.

That is a sense of elegance that the fat-headed and big-eared aristocrats in the human city can never match.

"The Atlanteans...the legendary demon, how good is his appearance?"

In addition to being surprised, Terry was relieved again, and his fear finally eased.

Well, most humans are appearance societies.

Chapter 103 The fishing net is not integrated into the soul weaving?

"Hello!"

Emboldened, Terry stopped the van and got out of it while saying hello.

He tethered his horse to a tree beside the road.

The Atlanteans on the opposite side saw human beings, and their expressions were obviously surprised.

They couldn't help but stop.

"Excuse me, is this Atlantis?"

Terry greeted him with a smile, watching the other side secretly.

Ten years of business observation brought him outstanding power of observation, and he soon found out that these Atlanteans looked very simple.

No matter the expression or the eyes, it is pure and friendly.

Seeing this scene, Terry felt more relaxed.

At least not as kings and nobles advertised, Atlanteans were all - demons.

They are normal too!

The two sides reported their names to each other and began to communicate quickly.

Although there are subtle differences in language, it is not incomprehensible.

During the conversation, Terry learned that the five people opposite were herding sheep.

Early in the morning, they drove their flock to a farther place where the water and grass were more abundant.

After breakfast, I am ready to go to the mountains to paint.

Because winter is approaching, the maple leaves in the mountains and forests are red and beautiful, and they like the scenery there...

Terry was envious of the leisurely life casually described by several Atlanteans.

But at this time, he was more concerned about the sales of his fishing nets.

"Breakfast, a long time ago, my favorite breakfast was toast with sturgeon."

Terry described the deliciousness of the sturgeon in detail, and continued to ask with interest:

"You Atlanteans live by the sea now, do you usually eat sturgeon?"

"Of course I will!"

One of the Atlanteans said happily:

"Not just sturgeon, but salmon, tuna, squid...especially the salmon caviar made by Uncle Ram."

"Winter is coming soon, and it is the season of high salmon roe production. I believe I will be able to eat Uncle Ram's caviar again soon!"

"cough."

Terry quickly rubbed his hands and took the opportunity to sell his goods:

"Friends, do you need fishing nets?"

He brought several Atlanteans to the van and said expectantly:

"If you like to eat fish, you can buy a fishing net and go fishing yourself. These nets are carefully selected by me for you seaside people..."

However, things did not develop as Terry imagined.

Several Atlanteans glanced at the fishing net in the carriage and shook their heads suddenly.

One person criticized very directly:

"The people who weave these fishing nets should not be integrated into their own souls, or even love the work from the heart... so they look ugly."

Terry's expression was stagnant, and he only felt a question mark in his mind.

into the soul?

Love this job from the bottom of your heart?

Who would like to make fishing nets repeatedly every day if it wasn't to support the family!

"Friends, my fishing nets can't be sold in your Atlantis?"

His voice trembled slightly, and his face looked ugly.

At this time, Terry began to carefully observe the Atlantis in front of him, and finally found something.

Their appearance is very handsome and excellent, and their temperament seems to be naturally elegant and natural.

Such a significant advantage almost made him ignore some other things.

clothing on the body.

These Atlanteans--it seems to be just sheep-herding babies.

But they were very well dressed.

That kind of decent is not luxurious, but delicate and delicate.

The matching of each piece of jewelry seems to be the finishing touch. Although the style of the clothes is simple and simple, the stitches on it are very neat.

Coupled with an outstanding appearance and a decent smile, it will finally make people shine.

Terry seemed to understand the other party's words.

The clothes of these people are probably made by a master who "loves tailoring".

Even the sheep-herding baby is wearing the master's work.

How could it be possible to look at things driven out by human slaves...

While Terry was depressed, he saw an Atlantean man silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"Although I don't like these fishing nets, they are civilizations on the earth. Contact and communication with us at Atlantis for the first time."

"Mr. Terry's enthusiasm is enough to offset the carelessness of making fishing nets."

"I'd like to buy one."

"thank you, friend."

Terry squeezed out a smile and sighed inwardly. How can one piece be enough?

0・・・For flowers・・・

He kind of regretted coming to Atlantis in a desperate bid.

So he smiled bitterly and said:

"If you like it, just pick one, you don't have to pay."

"How can this work!"

The Atlantean man shook his head:

"Didn't you say that your mother is seriously ill, and your wife and children need money to live?"

He said kindly:

"I have seventeen sheep, so let's exchange one for one."

"In addition, if you are not in a hurry to go back, maybe you can come to our Atlantis to live for a few days first. Many people are curious about you humans..."

After him, other Atlanteans also expressed their willingness to exchange a sheep for a fishing net.

And warmly invited Terry to their house as a guest.

 …  

Someone had gone to the nearby meadows to drive the sheep, and they had caught five big, fat, and even beautifully trimmed sheep.

Terry was simply stunned.

If it wasn't for the goods he moved before departure, did he even think there was gold hidden in his fishing nets?

A sheep for a fishing net!

Now he has five sheep!

If you go home right away, these five sheep alone will be able to repay the small half of the arrears!