The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

It was a testament to Kristen's strong self-control that she didn't scream.

"Okay." Miku lowered his head and bumped his forehead against Kristen's.

Just as Kristen was about to ask Miku why he wanted to butt heads with her, her eyes went dark, her consciousness quickly dissipated, and her silver body, composed entirely of transmitters, collapsed in Miku's arms.

Miku held Kristen in one hand and Ikaros in the other, staring at the planet getting closer and closer, and said to himself:

"Come show me how you carry on the name Terra."

21: Unlucky and Lucky Person

(ps: the title number is wrong)

For the people of Terra, natural disasters are a topic that can never be avoided.

These natural disasters, including but not limited to hurricanes, snowstorms, heavy rains, floods, and Originium fragments, occur on Terra almost every moment.

Irregular and very frequent.

Fortunately, these natural disasters, which would be world-destroying catastrophes if dropped on other planets, are not specifically aimed at crowded places.

Most natural disasters occur in uninhabited wilderness.

This kind of natural disaster will basically not cause too many casualties and economic losses.

But it doesn’t mean that everyone will stay away from these wild disasters when they appear.

There are some people who specialize in studying these natural disasters, analyzing the causes of their occurrence, and calculating their power and trajectory.

There is a special name for this kind of people on Terra - "Messenger of Natural Disaster"

Graciel from Leitania is such a Scourge Messenger, but rather than being called a Scourge Messenger, she would rather be called a geology expert.

She became a messenger of natural disasters because this job was more suitable for geological exploration and research in various places on this land.

You don’t need to worry about visas or entry inspections.

No one will stop a Scourge Messenger, even if that Scourge Messenger is infected with Ore Disease.

One last time, confirm that the impending disaster cloud overhead would not affect several nearby gathering places.

Graciel threw the tuning-fork-like staff in his hand onto the sidecar of the three-wheeled motorcycle beside him, put on a helmet, turned over and rode on it.

As a result, the car didn't start after pressing the accelerator several times. Graciel, who was used to this, sighed slightly, got out of the car and took out the repair tools from the trunk.

After a quick check of the chain and the engine, Graciel found out where the problem was and realized that it would not be fixed in a short time, at least not with her level of skill.

Replacing her with another professional engineer wouldn't be much better, after all, her Fernande motorcycle is old enough to be thrown into a museum.

In most mobile cities, you can't find a technician who can repair it, so if it breaks down you have to fix it yourself.

"Alas, this is the saying of Yan Country that the roof is leaking.

Is it raining?" Graciel sighed again and looked up at the disaster cloud above his head that could erupt at any time.

Knowing that this was not the time to hesitate, Graciel simply pushed the motorcycle that wouldn't start and ran through the wilderness.

For Graciel, even if he lost his life here, he couldn't lose this motorcycle.

Unfortunately, Graciel is not Caprini, who is particularly good at running with weights, and his Originium skills are only average.

Before she could run out of the coverage of the disaster cloud, a meteorite condensed from the source stone that had not been refined by professional equipment and still had a highly polluted nature fell from the sky.

At first there were only hail-sized meteorites, but soon boulders half the size of a man began to fall.

The falling meteorites were getting bigger and denser, and the energy generated by the huge rocks hitting the ground caused the area to fall into a state of continuous earthquakes.

Graciel, who had fallen for who knows how many times, looked at the wound on his leg, sighed for the third time, sat down, and leaned on his motorcycle.

At the same time, he held in his arms the data file he had previously recorded about this natural disaster.

Glaciere hopes that when someone else finds the motorcycle, they can get the document as well.

As for the rest of the time, we should reminisce about the past and have a little life reel.

However, all that came to Graciel's mind was the abnormal scene in the sky before.

Graciel, who is not an astrologer, is not very interested in the stars in the sky.

But not long ago, the stars that astrologers regard as the threads of destiny began to shake violently.

It was like a stone was thrown into the calm water.

Through visual observation and calculation, Graciel determined that the center of the shaking was above the disaster cloud above his head.

It was precisely because he spent some time observing the sky that Graciel did not evacuate the coverage of the disaster cloud at a safe time.

The motorcycle I was relying on broke down at the critical moment. It can only be said that when a person is unlucky, even drinking water can get stuck in his teeth.

...This seems to be what the people of Yan say. Graciel has recently read a lot of geological papers by Yan Guomu Tianshi.

Helplessly, Graciel saw an Originium meteorite nearly the size of half a mobile city block poking out from the Originium cloud and smashing down towards where she was.

"It's over. The data files can't be saved."

After these words flashed through Graciel's mind, he closed his eyes and waited for the final moment to come.

However, after a while, Graciel did not feel any pain, nor did he hear any explosion, and even the shaking on the ground stopped abruptly.

Graciel, who didn't understand what was happening, quietly opened his eyes, only to see a huge meteorite, slightly larger than he had expected, floating in the sky not far in front of him.

After observing carefully for a few seconds, Graciel discovered that the meteorite was not floating, but hovering in the sky.

Hovering or stagnant with it are meteorites of all sizes around it.

"What's going on?" Graciel endured the severe pain in his legs, stood up and looked around.

It was not only the meteorites that fell from the sky that were stagnant, but also the fragments of the surrounding source stone meteorites that had just hit the ground and exploded were also suspended in mid-air.

"Am I dead?" Looking at the surroundings that were frozen like a photo, Graciel fell into confusion.

"Or is it that someone is using an over-standard Originium technique to stagnate the time in this area?"

As a Letalian, Glaciel also wondered whether this scene was the masterpiece of a super wizard.

Unfortunately, as far as Graciel knew, she didn't know what kind of Originium spell could achieve this level... Of course, the tower wizards would not teach this kind of super-standard Originium spell in college classes.

Glaciel did not waste time wondering whether this scene was the work of a super wizard or why he was not affected.

Feeling that he seemed to have a chance of escape again, Graciel gathered up all his remaining strength and limped on his motorcycle toward the outside of the area affected by the disaster.

However, they did not walk far before the strength gained from the temporary secretion of adrenaline dissipated, leaving Graciel with more fatigue.

Even though Graciel kept encouraging himself, the physical strength that was lost along with the blood flowing from his wounds eventually made Graciel stop less than 500 meters away.

"At least... nothing will be left behind." Graciel didn't even have the strength to look back at the meteorite suspended in mid-air, and fell directly to the ground.

Before completely losing consciousness, Graciel seemed to hear a sentence:

"Hey, this motorcycle is nice."

22: The dying lamb

When Graciel opened his eyes again, he saw the clear night sky that was rarely seen in the wilderness of this land, and the stars that dotted the night sky and seemed to be eternal.

Bathed in the starlight, Graciel breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, at least I'm alive.

The situation of surviving a disaster gave Graciel's mind a break.

After a few seconds, the mind enters again

Graciel, who entered a fast-moving state, immediately noticed the strangeness of his current state.

It seemed that I was not lying on the cold and hard ground, but on a soft cushion.

He was covered with a layer of soft bedding, which was a luxury in the wilderness...For Graciel, wrapping himself in a sleeping bag and curling up in the sidecar of a motorcycle for the night was a normal life.

Graciel realized that he should have been rescued and quickly lifted the quilt and tried to get up.

As soon as he stood up, he felt a heaviness in his chest and started coughing.

Knowing what was wrong with his body, Graciel quickly found his motorcycle in his sight and ran towards it.

Unfortunately, she had only run a few steps when another violent coughing fit caused her body, which had just woken up, to lose balance, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Graciel fell to the ground and struggled to crawl to the motorcycle, but her increasingly violent coughing made it difficult for her to move.

After several failed attempts, Graciel, who could no longer go on, could only curl up his body into a ball, hoping to use this action to reduce the physical pain.

Looking at the goat that he had rescued... Oh no, it should be the Terra man of the Caprini tribe who looked like he was going to die soon after waking up.

Miku, who was eating hot pot, stopped using his chopsticks and asked Christen, who was sitting next to him and trying to create a face-shaping program for her new body:

"What's wrong with her?"

Because she couldn't eat hot pot... at least she couldn't eat hot pot until she had a mouth and a digestive system. Christen looked up at Graciel and knew what was going on. She said,

"She's having an attack of mineral sickness."

"Ore disease?" Hearing what Christen said, Miku put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and quickly walked to the motorcycle that the goat was trying to approach and started searching.

Kristen, who knew what Miku was going to do, shook her head and said:

"Currently, mineral sickness is an incurable disease."

"Incurable disease?" Miku, who had never asked Christen about the oripathy, was puzzled.

Even though he has an incurable disease, he still goes out to do geological exploration in the open air? Are all geological explorers in this world so dedicated?

But having said that, Miku still found some drugs in the goat's motorcycle.

"These drugs are used to relieve pain. If it is really advanced oripathy, they are not very useful."

Christen paused her coding work and took one of the boxes of medicine from Miku. She then prepared the medicine skillfully, held down Graciel's limbs which were shaking due to severe coughing, and injected the medicine into him all at once.

I watched as Graciel gradually recovered under the effect of the painkillers.

After recovering, the little goat, whose face was horribly pale and could be considered as one that had just recovered from a serious illness, first looked at Kristen, who looked like a silver-white robot, in confusion, then slowly stood up and walked aside, as if deliberately keeping a distance from him before saying to Miku:

"Thank you very much for your help. If it weren't for you, I would probably have died here."

"You're welcome." Miku accepted the thanks naturally, because just as the little goat said, if it weren't for him, the little goat would have turned into a goat cake.

"If you need a reward, I have some Longmen coins in my wallet. If that's not enough, I still have some savings in banks in Colombia and Letania."

Miku's attitude also made Graciel feel relieved.

The group in front of me looked strange, but at least they were not bad people.

After all, the most dangerous thing in the wilderness is not natural disasters, nor those Originium insects, but "people".

Miku didn't know what Longmen Coin was, but he guessed it was some kind of universal currency in this world, otherwise he wouldn't have brought it up specifically.

In response to the little goat's straightforward attitude of wanting to pay, Miku said with an attitude of neither refusing nor caring:

"Instead of paying, I think you should eat something now."

After Miku's reminder, Graciel also noticed his own weakness, nodded and said:

"You're right."

Having said that, Graciel did not eat Miku's hotpot, even though Miku had taken out the bowl and chopsticks in front of her.

Instead, he took out a bag of compressed biscuit-like food and a water bottle that looked as old as his motorcycle from the storage box on the sidecar of his motorcycle, and walked aside to eat.

"???" Miku looked at Christen beside him strangely, then looked at BT beside him.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Kristen was a question of "Are all Terrans like this?" The look in his eyes when he looked at BT was a question of "Do I look dangerous and untrustworthy?"

bt responded to Miku's question with a direct "beep".

(Why don't you think maybe she just doesn't like hot pot)

And Kristen said very understandingly:

"She's a person with mineral sickness."

There was no need to speak in a low voice, because before the mouth was pinched out, the chat between Kristen and Miku was entirely on another private chat channel.

"What is mineral sickness? Is it a work-related disease?" Miku asked curiously, "Or is it a contagious disease?"

A very strong disease?"

Is it because it is highly contagious that we have to do field work such as geological exploration?

"It's not serious. It's a low-infectious disease and it's difficult to spread even through contact with body fluids." Kristen replied.