Chapter 758 I know you are in a hurry, but don’t be anxious yet
Everyone followed Villania back, and when passing by the Temple of the Lady of the Grave, they saw many people in black clothes gathered at the door, as if they were preparing to carry the coffin for burial.
Someone noticed Villania passing by and would take off his hat and salute her to show respect.
In other words, it is Mr. Wright, Villania’s grandfather, who respects him.
Her grandfather once worked in the Ships, Aircraft and Void Devices Design and Construction Bureau, and was the chief scholar and also served as the director. To put it simply, all aircraft and starships produced by the Kingdom of Storms were handled by her grandfather Wright.
This is not a big community. Everyone knows each other and has a good relationship. No wonder they look familiar.
Villania also gave a slight salute, did not continue to disturb the funeral, and took the lead in the direction of his home.
"Come in, but I want you to put on slippers. I just maintained the wooden floors last month."
The temperature inside the house is much lower than outside. It's like it's been cooled down by magic. You'll even feel a little chilly when you enter.
Everyone changed into slippers and entered the house. As soon as they left the entrance, they saw a large number of photos of Villania and an elderly halfling, that was Mr. Wright.
These group photos almost filled the corridors and living rooms. They were everywhere. The relationship between the grandfather and grandson seemed to be very good, but there were no photos that looked like Lavinia's parents. I felt that this might be a landmine.
In addition to photos, the most decorated decorations are various certificates and trophies, and the recipients all write about Lavinia.
The award-winning content covers everything from academics to sports to art. It is hard to tell that Lavinia has been a decathlete since she was a child.
She asked everyone to wait in front of the dining table covered with floral tablecloth. She got into the kitchen and came out after a while carrying a teapot and a dessert tower.
"Grandpa passed away suddenly. I'm already in a mess. I haven't prepared any decent snacks."
It's not decent enough, but it's okay to just serve a snack taco.
Then she poured a hot, orange liquid that looked like some kind of fruit tea into everyone's cups.
Fang Lanyin picked up the cup and took a sip. A strong fruity aroma and sweetness bloomed on her tongue. Although it was a fruit she had never eaten before, it tasted really good.
"What kind of tea is this?"
"Honey bubble tea is our local specialty."
Fang Lanyin was still imagining what kind of fruit honey bubbles were, when Lavinia added: "We have a kind of weasel here. Their feces have a unique fragrance and the xylitol content is also very high. High, so we call it honey bubble.”
"..."
The others put down their teacups silently. Fang Lanyin felt like vomiting, but was embarrassed to do so, so she could only swallow it hard.
Making tea out of poop seems outrageous, but considering the cat poop coffee, it’s even a little bit more outrageous.
Alyssa was the only one who continued to drink tea with a normal expression. It was not like she had never drank honey tea before. Besides, it was not made directly from feces. It also needed to go through many processes, so it was true.
Lavinia didn't have time to look at other people's expressions. Lavinia put down her tea cup and said: "So, what happened to you for coming here?"
"It's not a big deal, but it's troublesome."
I briefly told Lavinia about Carlos' rebellion. After listening, the latter didn't express any opinion. After all, Lavinia was not familiar with recyclers.
But there was a problem that concerned her.
"Since your starship was taken away, how did you get here? In a passenger spacecraft? As far as I know, passenger spacecraft from other galaxies will not arrive until at least next month."
"We came by shuttle."
Lavinia raised her eyebrows visibly, Alyssa's words sounded like she was crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a bathtub.
"It's a rather strange shuttle."
He also talked about the discovery of the Manta and what happened during this period, and introduced everyone present. This time Lavinia was interested.
"Although it's a bit fanciful, the fact that you showed up is already evidence. Where is the shuttle? At the airport?"
"Strictly speaking...he is here too, and he just ate your cookies."
Lavinia turned her eyes, and the chocolate biscuit on the top of the snack tower was indeed missing. No one had reached out to take it just now. "Um... isn't it just for people to eat? Isn't this rude?"
Li Chengqi's hesitant voice came from the speaker on Fang Lanyin's personal terminal:
"Besides, it's a bit damp, and it will go bad if you don't eat it as soon as possible."
Although there are some restrictions on what Li Chengqi can stuff in the science fiction script, there seems to be no restriction on what he can take out. From leaves to fruits growing on the roadside green belt, and even snacks sold at the roadside stalls in Guest Star City, Li Chengqi Cheng Qi took it secretly.
"Interesting, you are definitely not a machine spirit."
"I've explained to them that I am a god, but they don't seem to believe it."
"Well, indeed, even if you are not a god, you are definitely a very special being. Alyssa, you are still the same as always, surrounded by weird guys."
"..."
Is this a compliment?
“Can you show me the boot disk?”
Alyssa took out the octagonal metal plate that she brought from the ruins, and Lavinia took out a magnifying glass that could be stuck in her eye socket from somewhere, and carefully studied every tiny pattern on it.
"Very precise runes. There is no doubt that this is a sacred relic. I can't tell the age, but judging from the habits of the runes, it is at least a thousand years old."
"You guessed it right, the grocery store on the Gemini Space Station is said to be the work of the Cult of Creation."
"That was really too long ago, or it was the machine god they created back then."
"What is a machine god?"
"The purpose of the Cult of Creation is to create a new god. They used to create many special consciousnesses called machine gods. I don't know the more specific ones. These are what I found in the library. What I saw in anecdotes is not guaranteed to be true.”
Seeing that Villania still wanted to continue studying the boot disk, Alyssa interrupted: "You can put these things aside for now. I came here to get a ship, at least a light cruiser. Can you rely on Mr. White’s connections to help?”
Villania put down the boot disk and said without surprise after hearing this:
"If you had come earlier, you might be able to rely on my grandfather's connections. As for now."
Shaking his head, Villania said:
"Grandpa's friends will give me the green light for some small things, but they are unlikely to help with big things like building a ship to surpass me."
Sure enough, it still doesn't work.
Although Alyssa didn't have much hope when she learned that Mr. Wright had passed away, she was still disappointed to hear that there was no chance.
Among Alyssa's remaining options, the possibility of getting a boat is no longer high.
"What's your budget? I have connections in the shipyard and can give you a discount."
"Just pretend it doesn't happen. I have already applied to transfer the funds from the recycler's account to my personal account, but you also know how efficient the bank is."
"In a really big hurry?"
"After all, I don't know what Carlos plans to use my starship for. I'm worried..."
With that said, Alyssa stood up:
"Forget it, I'll think of another way."
Just as she was about to say goodbye and leave, Lavinia said:
"Alyssa, you haven't changed at all. You were like this when we played adventure chess together five years ago. You could kill my sage as long as you waited for one more round, but you were killed by me because I was anxious to take away the treasure. Counterattack."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I can't use grandpa's connections to help you get a ship, but I didn't say I couldn't get a ship."
What about this and this?
(End of chapter)