Teresa won't starve

Teresa (Note), who doesn't have any timing tools for the time being, can rely on this passivity to judge. It has only been more than two hours since she arrived here.

Why is there an illusion that a long time has passed?

609 "Nomads"

After walking forward for more than an hour, it was barely out of the range of the evergreen forest.

At this time, not to mention Teresa, even Alisa, whose naked eyesight is still at the level of ordinary people, can see the "black land" that is already faintly visible in front of her, where not even a single weed grows. .

"Ahead lies the fertile Salamir Plain."

"Fertile?"

Teresa thinks she used the wrong word, can such a barren place be called 'fertile'?

But Alyssa was still nodding her head affirmatively, and her mood was a little higher than before: "About 15 years ago, the pasture here was said to be taller than mine. I don't know how many people have been fed, and how many people have started here."

"Looks like something happened after that."

"Yeah." Alyssa showed a trace of memory on her face.It's not looking back on past memories, but more like recalling the history learned in books: "I only know that there was a war here. I don't know the outcome of the war, but this place has been completely destroyed by foreign peoples. The power destroyed and polluted what is now the 'Plains of Ashes'."

"Foreign race?"

"I don't know where they come from. I heard from my teacher that they are people from the world across the sea. It is said that they are some very strange people. They are not afraid of injury or even death at all. They just need to drink some strange The potion can get up, even if it is an undead monster."

Having said that, Alyssa couldn't help but look at her hand again.

How similar is her resurrection to her description?

"Why do I feel that this description is a bit like a player?"

"[Confirmation] Either it's like, or it can only be a player. 』

Hearing Femilis' affirmative answer, Teresa had doubts instead:

"But she said that this incident happened 15 years ago, and the players who came to this world with me only stayed for a month or two? Could it be that she is lying?"

Femilis didn't answer this question, probably because she didn't know the answer either.

Theresa, who didn't hear the answer she wanted, frowned.

After thinking for a while in secret, he still couldn't conclude that the other party was lying.

Because this lie is too easy to expose, as long as you go out and ask random people, you can find out.

......

Since the entire plain of ashes is so vast that it can hardly be seen at a glance; plus Teresa doesn't want to sleep in the wild, so she suggested to Alisa to speed up.

Alyssa agreed with little hesitation.

Of course, yes, she agreed, but she was still a little bit worried; as a "pampered" string warlock, she was not the kind of knight who would crawl around in the mud all day.

The most physical strength is because of the enhancement brought by the strings, which is a little stronger than ordinary people.

However, it is not the case.

It may be affected by the drop of Theresa's blood. Although it didn't strengthen her body, let alone directly improve her strength, it made her body unexpectedly full of vitality.

Running at a speed close to a trot for several hours without feeling tired?

This made her a little worried about her body, and wondered if Teresa had done something to her body; but when she thought that she was no longer her own, but belonged to this devil's son, she became indifferent again.

then.

In this way, one led the way in front and the other followed behind. It took less than a day to cross the distance that others needed two or three days, and arrived at the edge of the plain of ashes——

The mountains covered by some sparse vegetation can be vaguely seen.

It's just that the sun in the distance is already bright red at this time, and it's about to set. Obviously, it is obviously unrealistic to rush to the human settlement before dark, and it is obviously unrealistic to just walk.

Just as Teresa was hesitating whether to fly over, she heard a shouting sound in the distance.

It's basically something like "oh hey yo", but Teresa didn't understand anyway.

On the contrary, Alisa listened attentively for a while, and then turned around and walked towards the direction of the shouting sound.This made Teresa wonder: "What's wrong?"

Alyssa kept walking, looking back at Teresa: "That's the sound of the Winter Roar clan driving the camels around. Let's borrow a place to stay overnight, and then go to town after dawn tomorrow."

"Camel, horse?"

610 "Why are you so proficient?"

When she got near the herdsman, Teresa knew what a camel was.

It's a four-figure with sheep's wool, goat's horns and the body of a horse - this thing should be called a sheep horse!

The way people from other worlds are named is really a mystery...

Afterwards, Alisa took the initiative to communicate with that person, and the language she spoke was with obvious yelling and ending sounds like 'pulu' and 'dulu'.

So Teresa didn't understand what they were saying at all.

But this made Teresa feel very strange.

Logically speaking, she can even understand Alyssa's language, why can't she just change it?

"[Answer] Pangea is a relatively widespread language, and it is spoken by a considerable number of people even in the player continent.Such minority languages ​​are not included in the system and cannot be translated. 』

"You really know everything..."

After Fimilis explained it like this, Teresa understood that it was purely the fault of the system. (system:???)

......

After a while, when the sun went down and the sky gradually darkened.

Alyssa finally negotiated the terms with the man, and after paying a kind of coin as a price, she came back here and followed the shepherd with Theresa.

Teresa, who had nothing to do, told Alisa to ask for a coin.

At a close distance, it was discovered that the currency turned out to be hexagonal, and an abstract pattern resembling a crown was drawn on it with circuit stripes—it might also be a wine glass.

The overall appearance of the coin is milky white and translucent, which looks a bit like some kind of dairy product or jade.

I don't know whether the raw materials are hard to find, and how they are mass-produced and distributed.

However, it doesn't look like it's worth much, at least Alyssa behaved very plainly, and she wasn't afraid that Teresa would lose it while playing.

And gave her some knowledge about coins: "This kind of currency is a common thing in big cities, but it is difficult to circulate in small cities, so most of them use broken gold."

As he spoke, he took out another currency, which looked like a triangular golden particle, as small as a golden bean.

"I see, do you also use gold coins?"

Teresa looked at the small triangles and nodded, but instead of taking them, she picked up the hexagons in her hand and asked, "Then what is the relationship between this currency and broken gold? Does it have a name?"

"Yeah." Alyssa gave an answer with affirmation, which made Theresa a little surprised: "The name of this currency is 'Hill', and it is—"

"Wait!! You said Xier???"

"?"

Alyssa didn't understand what was wrong with it, so she controlled Baifeng to form a string of fonts that Theresa couldn't understand.However, because of the system translation effect, there are three English letters under these fonts: Hir.

"I'm relieved if it's not Seele..."

Teresa nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"One hill can be exchanged for forty pieces of gold, the value of gold pieces... If the seller does not raise the price, two pieces of gold can buy a pancake. If you buy four pancakes at a time, it is Five pieces of gold, nine pancakes need ten pieces of gold. One hill can buy about 25 to [-] pancakes..."

"Wait! Is it so complicated?"

Even Teresa, who thought she was the smartest in the world, was a little confused at this moment.

The blond AI lady who couldn't stand it anymore had to come forward to answer the question:

"[Reminder] Captain, it's actually not that complicated.Assuming that a piece of pancake is one yuan, a Xier is the purchasing power of 30 yuan, and a grain of gold is about 0.7—it will fluctuate a little depending on the local price. 』

"Oh, that's how it is?"

"Complicated?"

Alisa, who was used to this type of trade, did not find any problems with the currency itself.In other words, even if she finds something inconvenient, she has no way to change the status quo, she can only accept and adapt.

"Forget it." Teresa, who got the answer in her heart, looked too lazy to take care of it on the surface: "Anyway, I will leave it to you in the future."

"Ah."

Alyssa doesn't mind being alone... being treated like a housekeeper, at least much better than the slaves and rations she imagined.

Just as he was talking, the shepherd who was walking in front stopped, and told the llamas to make a way, indicating that Alyssa could go in, and Alyssa was not worried about what kind of trap it was, so she took Theresa with her. Go straight inside.

This may be because of her own indifference, or it may be because of Teresa's side.

Instead, Teresa directly asked her own doubts:

"Are you so easy to trust strangers?"

"Don't worry, although the people of the Donghou Clan are not kind, they keep their promises very well. Once they promise something, they will do it even if they die."

To put it bluntly, it is called emphasizing credibility, but to put it bluntly, it is dead-headed.

Teresa nodded half understanding.

......

The entire camp of the Donghou clan looks a bit like a yurt, but they are all sharp triangles, which feel a bit like a tent.

Alyssa took Teresa to choose a 'room' that was used as a guest room, and the food was brought up shortly after she sat down.

They are a pot of soup with meat, and a pot of milky tea, with cutlery such as knives and forks and water glasses.

Alisa took the initiative to pick up the tableware, skillfully set it up for her, skillfully cut a large piece of meat into small pieces for her, and poured milk tea for her in large quantities, as if she had done this hundreds or thousands of times.

Teresa couldn't help complaining: "Why are you so proficient?"

611 "Bitter Melon Juice in Remembrance of the Headmaster"

Alyssa glanced at Teresa and replied, "I have a younger sister who is similar to you."

No more text.

Teresa could roughly guess what was going on, she nodded and did not continue to ask, and concentrated on dealing with the dishes on the table.

Take a fork and tie up a piece of cut meat, mix it with the soup and send it to your mouth.

emmmmmmmmm

In just a few seconds, Teresa remembered the taste deeply: the meat that looked soft and juicy, but tasted like aged beef in her mouth.

Dry, firewood, hard, and an indescribably earthy smell.

The most important thing is - it is not salty!

There is no taste at all in the mouth, just like boiled in plain water without seasoning.

Just one bite made Teresa completely lose her patience to eat.

But she can also understand, after all, it is an era when food processing is relatively backward, and one cannot expect food to be made to taste better. (Food that transcends the times: Yae Onigiri)

Teresa had no choice but to put down the fork, tentatively got a cup of milk tea, and prepared for it to be very difficult to drink.

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Alyssa, who was concentrating on eating her share of food, suddenly saw Teresa wanting to vomit but didn't know where to vomit, so she asked.

Teresa raised her right hand with her palm facing outwards to indicate no need.

Then turned his back to Alyssa and opened the imaginary number space, using part of the small amount of Honkai energy that he had increased after recovering to the basic upper limit, made a cup of clear water for himself to rinse his mouth, and made another cup of happy water to subdue the nausea, It recovered a little bit.

"My God! What is this thing?"

"[Answer] The milk of female camel horses accounts for 45% of the total milk production in the whole continent, and it is even circulated to another continent..."

"No, I mean—is this stuff drinkable?"

How to describe it?

Teresa felt like she was drinking apa tea.