Chapter 18 Ship (1)

The Security Fund has monopolized the maritime traffic between several different island cities, and the one Zhou Ye was on was no exception.

On the ferry that had not yet departed, Zhou Ye was alone admiring the horizon from the porthole. The book spread out on his lap was the information about Qingshui City that he had asked someone to buy.

He finally accepted Zhong Lao's suggestion and decided to go to Qingshui City to look for the last ray of hope related to his parents.

At the same time, it was also an explanation to himself.

He slowly stroked his weak legs and sighed.

The best thing was that it was a genetic disease, so that he and his parents would meet in a small pharmacy. After that, whether his legs could be restored or not, he had no other wishes.

Zhou Ye bought an independent cabin. There are more than fifty such cabins on the ship. The spacious space is equipped with two single beds, a tabletop that extends from the hull to the cabin, and a small wardrobe.

Siming first pushed the two originally slightly narrow beds together to form a slightly larger bed, and then laid the newly bought mattress.

They will spend three days sailing on the sea. There are many risks on the sea, but the most dangerous thing for Zhou Ye's fragile legs is the fluctuation of the waves.

In order to avoid collisions with the main body, Siming put soft pads on the sharp corners of the table.

After arranging the luggage and the small space, two hours before departure, Siming carried a small box and went to the Xiangshan Security Foundation, where only the ruins were left.

When a complex teleportation array suddenly appeared on the ground, the staff responsible for cleaning up the debris ran more than ten meters in an instant and looked at this place vigilantly.

Within a dozen seconds, the door gradually rose, and Siming appeared in a pure black ancient costume. He pushed open the door and scanned the crowd, and asked in a cold tone: "Where is the department responsible for collecting housing security deposits?"

He was calm and his attitude was incredibly righteous. When he saw that no one responded, he even took a few steps forward.

The door was not closed yet, and the security committee staff could even see through the curtain that there was a black-haired young man lying on the bed, looking at them with curiosity and inquiry.

"Didn't you promise me that you would maintain basic courtesy?"

Hearing the voice behind the door, Si Ming slightly adjusted his contemptuous eyes: "If they can complete your request as soon as possible."

After the two of them communicated, a man with a badge slowly walked out of the originally vigilant crowd. He was black-haired: "Do you have anything to do with the Housing Fund Department?"

Si Ming, who had just been talking to Zhou Ye in a good tone, suddenly turned around and glanced at him contemptuously: "Who are you?"

"Yes, I am..."

With a bang, Si Ming directly threw the box he had been holding in his hand. The quality of this box was not good. It bounced as soon as it fell to the ground. Countless certification points with a quota of ten were instantly scattered all over the ground. At a rough glance, there were more than ten thousand.

These are the certification points that Zhou Ye asked Zhong Liu to exchange with gems. The source is clear and the channel is clean. At that time, Zhong Liu looked at Siming with his eyes as if to say: I didn't expect that the guy who opened the pawnshop would also be willing to pay money one day.

"Write a receipt, one hundred years at a time."

"Okay, I'll write it for you!"

After the intimidation of yesterday, no one dared to offend Siming's brow. The receipt was written quickly, even if they were working in an open-air place-the intact ones were bombed by Siming a few days ago.

The land bought by Zhou's father and automatically inherited by Zhou Ye belonged to him completely from now on.

Even for a hundred years.

The second when he saw the receipt uploaded successfully, Zhou Ye, who was far away on the cabin, couldn't help but raise a very faint smile on his face.

He controlled Sima Ming to nod slightly and then hide the portal, then turned and walked towards his home which was now a scorched earth.

Zhou Ye had lived in this city for more than 20 years. Before he got sick, he had walked this road no less than a thousand times. It was a good memory to experience it again with another body.

He passed the central square and the small square where he often played when he was a child. He also met familiar classmates and elders on the way, but they were already strangers, and he couldn't say hello to them with this body.

It wasn't a long distance, but it took him 30 minutes to reach his destination.

Standing in the distance, he directly used the surprise value to materialize the whole house again.

The only thing that was left was a letter that he hoped his parents back home would see.

The origin of Zhou Ye's plastic flower was definitely not accidental. The three scenes constructed by accumulating energy for the first time brought him huge benefits, as if he had predicted it.

After communicating with him again and again, although he temporarily believed in the plastic flower, he knew that it had more secrets.

"Mr. Siming?" An old voice interrupted Zhou Ye's thoughts and pulled him back to the dilapidated reality.

Siming turned around and saw that it was the two friends of Zhong Liu, who were looking at him with bright eyes.

"Yeah." Zhou Ye didn't expect to meet them today. If they were asking for medicine, he would have refused outright.

The current shock value is maintained at 150,000, but there are two continuous consumptions, one is the maintenance of the main body, and the other is that Sima Ming now has cracks due to previous excessive use, and needs to be transmitted to barely preserve some energy.

"Aren't you going to continue to open a store here? You should be a member of a hidden family. Such a short few weeks are probably far from enough to complete your understanding of the current world." Wang Cheng wanted to find out more information, but he was afraid of annoying the person in front of him, so he had to speak in a roundabout way.

"And Zhou Ye... We all know that you want to protect him, but can you really protect him? Even if you give him more things and more attention, he is just a civilian."

"Ridiculous." Zhou Ye looked at the two old men who were making crazy brainstorms and sighed helplessly in his heart, so he had to throw out some more information he had set.

"You have always had a wrong idea that he is dependent on me."

"What?"

Siming took out the ring from his chest. Zhou Ye wanted to express that there was a promise between the vest and the main body, but after Siming's usual arrogant expression, it turned out to be: "He has made an unbreakable vow and become a bridge." "

It is I who needs him."

"Not just me."

"That pawnshop is just a small part of my family's business. It should not be worth mentioning to him."

"Then if we..."

"If you really need anything, go find the old man who holds our Prism Association certification card." Zhou Ye quickly responded to them with two sentences, "You will find what you need."

The two old men looked at each other, and without saying anything more, they politely thanked each other and decided to find Zhong Liu to find out the situation.

After the two of them left, Siming silently stared at the house in front of him for a few seconds before turning around.

There was still an hour before departure, and Zhou Ye was holding the alchemy product he had just bought - a mobile phone, and studying it.

The owner of the port introduced it to him very enthusiastically, saying that this was a must-have for everyone in other cities with developed alchemy networks.

He had just downloaded several popular software for research, but just as he opened the first software, he was hit in the face by the video on it.

"In just three minutes, I will show you the truth about the collapse of Xiangshan City Guarantee Fund..." The video was accompanied by a series of photos that were obviously taken from above.

"The mysterious pawnshop, the indissoluble bond between the silver-haired nobles and the black-haired commoners, where did it come from..." As the electronic voice explained, the soap in the video also cut very smoothly.

"Family, who would understand?" Watermelon-headed girl twisted her body wildly on the screen. "I know you all must have seen the recent video of Xiangshan City, but I really want to talk about his clothes again. The style and pattern are not modern modified ones, but the original and authentic ancient style."

Watermelon gestured to the right, and an enlarged picture of Siming appeared on the screen instantly. Judging from the angle of the photo, it should have been secretly taken when Siming went out.

"And then add this close-up photo I got from other groups. Who can say this is not a novel plot? I have been searching for someone for thousands of years, and finally succeeded in reincarnation again..." "

I found him as soon as possible before everyone else..."

Watermelon twisted his body again, and a picture of Siming and Zhou Ye's first trip appeared on the left.

"And according to background information, this black-haired young man has never had any contact with any other nobles before.

Apart from the possibility of past life or present life, I can't even find any other possibilities. It's too amazing, really too amazing."

"The point that strikes me as the most detailed is the photo of them buying clothes together in the square.

In different photo angles, sometimes their movements are synchronized. This is a phenomenon that only occurs between the closest people."

Zhou Ye reluctantly finished watching the video and was about to slide to the next video when Sima Ming came over and sat down next to him, held the main body in his arms to separate him from the shaking cabin, and clicked on the comment section.

-I cried, to be honest, when I saw the sentence "In the torrent of time, others are going downstream, while I am going upstream to find your trace.", tears flew out instantly [tears][tears][tears] -po

's analysis makes sense, but why can't it be the brother? In the close-up photo, the silver-haired man has been wearing the ring on his chest.

-Front row, is there a possibility that he just doesn't want to expose the relationship so obviously.

-The upstairs made me laugh to death, I don't know about the others, but Guan Yu and Zhang Fei definitely didn't exchange rings with each other.

-Love to watch, madam, you are my god! Knocking on everything will only make me balanced in nutrition.

-Back row, I remind everyone that he may just be a classmate I met when I was an exchange student. If you keep knocking on him like this, you may be found by the real owner.

-It's so funny. I think if I don't come to the door, I will probably be blasted into pieces by the silver-haired thunder dragon.

As the comments went down, Siming and the original body fell into silence. Just when it was awkward, a call page popped up on the phone, and the original body quickly clicked it.

But it was not even a voice, but a video.

Zhong Liu on the opposite side saw the two people huddled together with almost no preparation. The original body and Siming were like left and right hands, so naturally they didn't feel anything, but the person on the opposite side couldn't stop coughing.

"Are you sick?" Zhou Ye asked worriedly.

"Ahem... I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you that the incident Siming caused is a big deal. They have already reported it to the headquarters of the Security Foundation.

But I asked a few old friends to hold it for you for now."

"Well, I'll remember that. Thank you."

"I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. If you need anything in the future, I will try my best to tell Siming."

"Oh, it's okay. The previous ones are enough. I know that those broken books can't be exchanged for such good medicinal materials. It's all for your sake." Zhong Liu glanced at Siming fiercely. After knowing the weakness of the boy in front of him, he had become reckless.

But Siming still hugged the original body tightly.

In fact, it was not that Zhou Ye did not understand what the old man opposite meant, but the bed was shaking. If he asked Siming to go to the other side, the original body would be shaken under the bed.

"Please don't say that... Those books are very interesting." Zhou Ye consoled him seriously. "

Okay, okay, don't console me." Zhong Liu's face was full of helplessness. "The two children you brought have now been sent to Yuntian's school."

"When you are settled, remember to send them a message. They are very worried about you."

"Well, I will."

The screen on the phone disappeared, and Zhou Ye lost the desire to continue watching videos after a short chat.

He put his phone aside and looked out the window again. At this moment, the seagulls on the sea were like wandering wanderers, freely wandering between the sky and the earth. The place where the sea and the sky meet was clearly visible, yet vaguely integrated.