Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

She shouted towards Zuo Jian, with a hint of tears in her voice.

......

...

[So... is that so? Sorry, Laurentina, I made you worry.]

[It's so embarrassing. I didn't expect that I would make you worry again, Laurentina. I promise you that it won't happen again. If you need me, I will rest quietly beside you.]

"No, you need to rest tonight! I'll supervise you!"

As Laurentina spoke, she pinched the sapphire brooch on her chest and stared at the pupils on it.

[Supervision?]

Zuo Jian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Before he could ask, Laurentina snapped her fingers.

The next moment, the world seemed to be spinning and Zuo Jian’s vision began to become blurry.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically.

He was no longer in the dilapidated little house in Yanfeng City.

Instead, it was a bright room filled with plaster heads and raw materials, with chisels neatly placed in the corners.

Plaster fragments and various art books are randomly placed in the corner, however, as if separated by a dividing line, on the other side of the corner is full of sculpture elements.

It is a room neatly filled with various women's daily necessities.

A golden miniature ginkgo tree in a potted plant on the windowsill

The tree is there, silently feeling the light.

The quilt on the bed was spread out somewhat casually, and the skirt thrown on it seemed to indicate that the owner's sleeping posture was not elegant.

"Consciousness space? Has it been transformed into this?"

Zuo Jian lowered his head and found that his body was in the familiar shape of a skeleton.

"Did Laurentina do this? Clearly, this place was just a blank void some time ago, but in such a short time she was able to freely control her own consciousness space."

"That's awesome."

He looked at the lively environment around him and couldn't help but admire it sincerely.

It's a strange feeling, like knowing that your child is gifted in some way.

No...Look at the plaster statues piled up in the corner from the left.

There are still a lot of traces and waste from practice.

It is too self-righteous to use the word "talent" to cover up the hard work behind it, Zuo Jian.

Laurentina is much more resilient and perseverant than I thought.

But then again... why should I pull him back to the consciousness space...

Scroll scroll scroll....

Just as he was wondering, there was a sudden sound of metal collision at his feet.

"?"

Zuo Jian looked down and found that chains had been put on his feet without him knowing when.

The other end of the chain was connected directly to the bed next to it.

There was no time to think further as the door opened.

"Laurentina, this chain is..."

He opened the door and Laurentina, who was wearing pajamas, walked in slowly.

"I told you, tonight, I will supervise your rest~"

The latter smiled strangely and came closer to him.

Pull!

The next moment, more chains entangled himself on the bed behind him. At the same time, the originally bright environment around him began to become dim.

pat.

Laurentina lay next to Zuo Jian and hugged the latter who was tied up and unable to move.

"Hey - Zuo Jian, because of your kindness to me, I can now completely control you..."

"Do you regret it?"

"I regret it... I don't... I just didn't expect you to do this..."

It was clearly just a skeleton, but Zuo Jian suddenly felt that he was sweating profusely.

To be honest, at the beginning, I just felt that Laurentina was a little dependent on me!

How could it become like this? !

Did I raise it in the wrong way?

After hearing Zuo Jian say the words "no regrets" himself, the smile on Laurentina's face seemed to deepen.

She reached out and stroked her left ribs one by one.

"Yes, Zuo Jian, I don't want to let you down...so I won't lock you up here without reason...that's why I want to go with you to make this land a better place, after we find the captain."

"This way, you can stay with me, right?"

"Well, that's true, but why did you tie me up--"

"Because you always treat me like a child, just like adults would treat their children like a baby after putting them to sleep and then go about their own business."

"Okay, I was wrong, Laurentina. I promise, I promise with all my heart, I really won't treat you like a child and fool you! I really won't wait for you to fall asleep and run around by myself, so——"

"Why? Actually, it wasn't until yesterday that I realized that there's nothing wrong with being a child."

Laurentina lay on Zuojian's body, her clear red pupils full of charm at this moment.

"It's just that I want to be the little kid who can be locked up by the adults in my own home."

Chapter 9: Farming! My hobby is farming! (Part 1)

It's night again...

An unacceptable period of time.

Victoria's port city lot is still brightly lit.

However, even though the lights in the night are still as bright as before, the brilliance they emit cannot hide the fact that the city is gradually declining.

Since when, the number of ships arriving from Iberia has gradually decreased, and the transportation route has become extremely difficult.

The port's business is getting less and less. Since some time ago, the port land that once represented gold and wealth has gradually declined.

So much so that...

"what--"

In a somewhat old street corner, in an inconspicuous little shop, a clerk was lying on the table bored. He was looking at the street outside the window, at the brightly lit, more developed urban areas in the distance, his eyes full of longing.

Ding-ling-ling——————

However, the next moment, the ringing of the phone broke the neon lights he had constructed in his mind and pulled him back to reality from the fantasy of feasting and revelry.

"Hello - this is Dad Wilson's seed station, what can I do for you..."

"What kind of attitude is that, you little brat? I've told you so many times to be nice to customers!"

A foul curse came from the other end of the phone, and the young man quickly moved the receiver away from his ear.

Just by the tone of voice, he could even imagine the old man in his family staring with those big eyes and blowing up his white beard in standard Victorian English.

"Dad Wilson...what do you want?"

'oh,

Look, look, look at you, you look like you haven't woken up for three days, are you going to face our guests like this?'

"My God, if you dare to do something stupid like that, I promise I will kick your ass with my pair of Martin boots that have been in storage for more than ten years."

Oh, damn standard Victorian grammar....is that the old guy just so fond of that weird way of speaking.

"Dad... you don't even look at the time now. The stores that are still open at this time are not very decent. We are just a seed station. We can't make much money if we open so late. After all, the people who come here are farmers..."

"You bastard! I tell you, it's because the people who come here are just a bunch of honest peasants. Country people can even make mistakes in elementary school math."

"So, when they all hurriedly rode their camels to this seed station closest to the countryside, it meant that there must be something important going on in the fields!"

"Listen, little bastard, those peasants have never been to a place bigger than this port city in their lives. Farming in the countryside is all they can do in their lives."

'For them, the crops in the field are everything. If anything goes wrong, their whole family will have to go out on the street to beg for money! '

'This sub-station is the only one around that has all the seeds, agricultural chemicals, tools, etc.! I've been running this business for half my life and saved countless farmers nearby. If I were in Yan Country, I'd at least have a banner hanging on the wall!'

"If you dare to destroy the reputation I've built up over my lifetime, I'll break your legs!"

"It shouldn't be open that late... Dad, it's so late, if someone else comes..."

"That means there's something serious going on with the crops! Are you crazy?! You have to stay in the store to prevent this kind of situation! If the situation is serious, you should go to the fields with them and find out the condition of the crops before using the pesticides!"

"But you've never been open that late before..."

The young man replied somewhat aggrievedly.

'The past was the past, and the present is the present!'

"In recent years, fishermen have been able to catch fewer and fewer fish, and many have started to go back to wielding hoes, so you must be alert even at night!"

"Yes, yes, you've said it many times... I'll try my best... ah... I'm so sleepy..."

Halfway through his speech, he yawned and subconsciously put the phone away.

Normally, my dad would yell at me for my attitude at this time...

However, this time, there was unusual silence on the other end of the phone.

for a long time.

The other party's voice dropped a few decibels, which was rare.

"...If you really can't handle it, just hire a few employees."

"The family doesn't need this little money."

"Don't you dislike outsiders running our store?"

The man was stunned. He didn't expect his father to say such a thing. When he proposed to hire someone, he was even scolded by the latter for a whole night.

"Lao Deng... have you been possessed by another spirit?"

"It's because you're such a loser! You can't even stay up all night! I'm an old man who's more energetic than you!"

Oh, that’s right. I thought something happened to my dad.

"I'm telling you, when you hire someone, you have to hire them wisely. Don't hire any psychopaths or stupid people who look down on others to enter my shop!"

"If you do that, I'll fucking—"

"Break my legs, yes, yes, you've said it many times, I know..."

jingle.

Just then, the door of the shop was pushed open.

The clerk was stunned, then turned to look at the person who came.

A middle-aged man dressed simply, with a shocking long scar on one of his eyes.

He walked into the store with a hunched back and a slight limp.

Orion?

The clerk looked at the scar on the man's face. It was not something that could be left by an ordinary small creature. In addition, the way the man walked... was not like the farmers he came into contact with on a daily basis.

He probably guessed something.

Maybe some poor hunter got blinded in the eye and the leg, so he had to put down his bow or crossbow and pick up a hoe.