Chapter 11 Let's do it
The drain doesn't smell good, even if you're wearing a filtered mask. The rancid smell that had been precipitating for years was still digging into Linga's nose with all their might.
"Okay, so where do you start?" Linga unfolded the map of the sewers in New York that he had bought in a bookstore in the afternoon, and a dense flat map of pipes with complex lines appeared in front of him. The amazing draftsman actually drew three layers of pipes on the same plane, using similar color lines, and there were dense auxiliary lines next to them to represent the various directions, equipment, etc. in the sewer.
"It deserves to be blocked when it rains in New York," Linga tugged at the corners of his mouth, biting the flashlight, trying to understand the meaning of the picture.
The renovation of sewers has always been a difficult problem in public facilities in Europe and the United States. The construction period is long, and the project consumption is a big problem. Therefore, in order to save budget expenditure, European and American governments often consider the layout of urban buildings in regional planning, and then abandon part of the sewer pipe, or build a part of the pipe connection above part of the sewer pipe.
Over time, New York's underground has developed a very dense network of passages, like a labyrinth.
There are also waterworkers who have named New York's sewers the Labyrinth of Minotaurs. Because if you don't get a striking guide, you risk getting lost in this sewer maze and never getting out of it again - unless you're a bearded man in a plumber suit named Mario, who can sneak out of the mouth of the plumbing with magical powers.
But Lin Jia didn't have the red hat, nor did he have the plumber certificate, and he didn't find anything in the end when he looked at the map.
But it doesn't matter, because Ringa has Otis.
Pinching the headphones, Linga said into the microphone, "Otis, scan the underground buildings and give me navigation." ”
"Yes, Your Excellency," Otis said in a reliable mechanical voice from the other end of the headset.
Although it is no longer on the Rister spaceship, Otis is not in vain as an intelligent core. It is able to use some parts of the food truck to execute non-combat commands, and the remaining missing parts are supplemented with its huge computing power, which is how reliable!
According to the information given by Blade, this sewer is rather peculiar. Because unlike other sewers, it is not connected to the pipes of other streets. This means that this sewer has a long history, dating back to the time of the Great Brooklyn Migration, and can be said to be an antique sewer.
In other words, due to the long history, the houses in this area are very old, most of the residents have moved to other places, the use of public facilities is much less than in other places, and the government's public cleaning function is correspondingly tilted towards other densely populated people, after all, the government's human resources also cost money.
So it's a secluded place, a great place to hide.
American-style sewers are just like the bottom of the overpasses in the Celestial Empire, and are the favorite of the homeless. Except for the smell is a little bad, and there is no other bad thing about it when it is darker. Find a place where the water is dry, and then tidy up the place is a good place to rest. Therefore, this kind of semi-abandoned, or discarded sewer doctrine should be very popular with the homeless.
However, there is no one here.
Following the guidance of Otis and walking through several corners in a row, Linga did not see any trace of the homeless, which made Linga's conjecture more and more firm. The so-called homeless people, that is, people who have nothing to survive, actually have a stronger desire to survive than ordinary people, so their sense of survival is as keen as that of wild beasts.
It's like a high-quality resting place like this sewer, and there's no reason why no one comes.
"Huh?" Linga walked through a bend and felt that something was wrong, turned his head, and walked into the bend instead. He navigated the obstacle and landed on a dusty jacket with a broken sleeve.
"Look at this dust, it's been almost a week," Linga reached for the jacket and took a closer look.
The style of this jacket is very trendy, it should be a popular brand in recent months, it looks like it is worn by adults, suitable for people who wear this dress, and it is about 1.8 meters tall. There were no signs of the clothes stretching open, and with the oil stains on them, it was clear that the homeless man wearing this jacket was not too tall, and he should be a strong ...... Otherwise, there would be no way to snatch the jacket from other homeless men.
Linga's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something. In his mind, the memories belonging to the Holy Sword were constantly flowing, bringing all kinds of conjectures to Linga.
Linga's life for more than 20 years has given him all kinds of business experience, and a rational vision to think about and solve things. However, the various injuries in the memory of the Holy Sword, and the experience of fighting, gave Linga another feeling, allowing him to look at it from two different angles and give better answers when he saw the relevant thing.
Just like analyzing the jacket now, Linga got the clues he needed. This is a good sign, the slow synchronization between myself and the Holy Sword is starting to be separated, and there is no longer a distinction between you and me, which is already the best result. Ringa graduated from history, not philosophy, and he doesn't think about who he really is.
When you're facing a tough life situation, the bank informs you that your credit limit is insufficient, it will lower your credit rating, your credit card limit will be lowered, and your daughter will be displaced from you to school, and you won't be able to think about who you really are.
Linga didn't know what mood he was in right now, whether he was excited or afraid. It's not the time to be in a villa in Buffalo with any vampires and vampire dukes around. The imminent danger at that time made Linga forget his fear, or rather, fear became his strength, giving him the courage to wield his weapon.
But when his brief lull was over, he chose to run away. It was more in line with Ringa's intention to come to New York to escape the dangerous vampire hunt in Buffalo.
But now...... In the deep silence of the sewers, where even George was away, Ringa faced his fears so head-on for the first time. With the support of the Holy Sword's memory, he can treat it so calmly, if it was his weak self before, he might have cried bitterly, right?
To move forward here is to face strong enemies and dangers on your own.
To retreat here is to evade this body, your own responsibility.
"Your Excellency Commander, a thermal reaction has been detected" Otis's voice suddenly sounded from the headphones: "There are four thermal reactions, and they are walking upwards one hundred and sixty meters in front of you at this time. ”
Linga raised an eyebrow, turned and walked in the direction that Otis had pointed out - the most important thing in the world is to keep promises.
Since you have received this body, then the promise of this body will be solved by yourself.