The sun rises again, illuminating the barren coast.

The waves crashed against the reef, making a splash as two black-headed white ibises flew onto the battered smuggling boat and bounced on the deck.

They follow the flavour, and the canned salmon scattered on the ground attracts elegant seabirds.

The squeak of the planks woke up the sleeping man.

Bill opened his eyes in a daze, habitually groped around for a long time, touched the cold canned box on his head, and suddenly remembered that he had crossed.

"I'm still in a nightmare, and waking up from a dream is my only salvation. 」

He felt dizzy and slowly got up from the ground, and Bill saw the corpses and clothes scattered all over the floor, and finally remembered what he had done last night.

"The amount of alcohol is really bad. ”

Despite the harsh environment, Bill finds soap to wash up, and as a single man with a regular lifestyle, he has inherent habits.

At this moment, Bill finally had a chance to see what 'himself' looked like, and he picked up a European-style mirror next to the captain's corpse, the frame of which still bears traces of Rococo culture.

"The captain was also a decent man when he was alive. ”

As a sign of respect for the captain, Bill picked up the mirror and took off his delicately made deerskin boots, wiped them inside and out, and put them on his feet.

Despite being one size larger, leather boots are comfortable and warm, better than frayed linen shoes.

Bill held up the mirror, he wanted to find some clues from his appearance, to understand the 'identity'.

The man in the mirror doesn't look very old, maybe just an adult.

He was thin, with pale sunken cheeks, black eyes that seemed to be overindulged, his pupils glowing yellow, his brown hair dry and split ends, and his ears red from the sea breeze.

"Brunette and light brown eyes, Ama?"

"No, the facial features don't match...... It looks malnourished, if it is not because of family abuse, but because of poverty, and the dark circles under his eyes are serious, indicating that he often stays up late or has nightmares, and it is difficult for him to sleep well. ”

"There is nothing to be happy about, the body is in a sub-healthy state, and at the same time, it is very likely that the family is poor, and maybe an orphan......"

"Well, I should think of something happy, frustration doesn't help the situation...... Tsk, I'm getting younger, and I'm really uncomfortable. ”

Bill put down the mirror, very dissatisfied.

"If I don't have a family, I'm just wandering around, and now I need to figure out why I showed up on the smuggling boat, was I caught or voluntarily?"

"If I'm caught, then I shouldn't have money in my pocket, they'll take it away, and if I voluntarily get into the smuggling boat, why would I do it, and where would I go?"

"I ...... Do you really have a home or family?"

Bill began to eat breakfast with questions.

He opened the can of salmon and tasted it, the can was a little salty, sticky in taste, rich in oil, and it should go well with charcoal-grilled coffee and sliced bread.

It's just that the smuggling ship has been immersed in the bottom of the sea several times, and the reserve bread has turned into crumbs and mold grows.

After breakfast, Bill began to organize useful things, and considering the need to climb the mountain, Bill chose to travel light.

Putting the dagger, binoculars, compass, and flint into the bag, he found that the black metal ball that had been tied to the cloth bag around his waist was gone, and the notebook with the strange symbols on the cover showed no signs of being soaked in water.

"The metal ball probably got lost in the bump, but why isn't the laptop wet?"

"The waterproof navigation charts still become blurry after a long time of soaking, and the waterproof performance of the notebook is better than that of the navigation charts, indicating that the production process is more advanced. ”

"It's strange, this poor boy can afford this kind of thing? ”

I took out my notebook and looked through it carefully, and there was only white note paper inside, and there were no words.

Bill put the notebook away, and once he found the town, he could consult the local shops and ask where the notebooks were sold, and maybe find new clues.

At the same time, Bill picks up the money bag, which is not needed now, but always comes in handy.

Packed with food and wine, Bill left the smuggling boat and headed for the nearest hill.

......

It's still cold in April, and despite the sunny days, the weather is hardly comfortable.

Located in the southwestern part of the Cahill region, Jikronsi is a young and vibrant island city.

Although a dozen years ago there was only one subsistence fishing village here, the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences discovered a large number of coal mines near Jiklangsi, and it quickly became an important coal city and coal transportation port in the Norman Kingdom.

As the most significant discovery of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences twenty years ago, the steam engine ushered in a new era of human society and brought it into the industrial age.

The invention of the steam engine made coal the most important energy source in the world, as well as an important mineral resource.

Young people with dreams come to Jikronsi by boat in search of opportunities, but only a few men have the opportunity to be favored by coal mine recruiters and become the envy of the poor.

Although the sea breeze is biting, the cold does not dampen the enthusiasm of the Jikronsi vendors, and the streets are full of hawkers, most of them selling seafood to passers-by.

"Oysters, lemon juice with oysters, only fivepence a piece!"

"Take a look, take a look, buy fresh and delicious fruits for the children to eat, just got off the cargo ship today!"

"Zemansi imported sausages, the best choice with beer! Friends, buy one and try it!"

"Is there anything you need for fresh red shrimp? It's delicious and cheap, it must be your loss if you miss it!"

Under the symmetrical loft-like houses, itinerant vendors on carts greet pedestrians, and women in long skirts and leggings stand in front of the carts carefully selecting ingredients and haggling for the price.

The men, dressed in leather and wearing berets, were more time-conscious, hurrying through the crowded streets to get to work, and even the occasional man who stopped would pull out his pocket watch to keep an eye on the time.

Only the brown-haired youth who walked slowly down the street was out of place on this street.

When Bill climbed up the hill and saw the city, which was not far from the shore of the smuggling boats, it only took him half a day to come to this coal city, so he deliberately tore strips of cloth from his body and tied his hair to make himself look less depressed.

Walking slowly down the fishy and sausage-smelling streets, Bill looked around curiously, curious about everything he had only seen in nostalgic tapes from centuries ago.

"I really traveled back in time to the old times, and although I don't know why yet, it's all amazing!"

Bill walked into a bar.

The bar was dimly lit, with round tables painted with red paint, and a performance table on the right side of the bar, perhaps because it was still early, there were no performances, and there were few customers in the bar.

Bill sat in a high chair, and the tavernkeeper, with his beard, didn't say anything about Bill's arrival, and stood at the bar wiping his glasses.

"A glass of liqueur, thank you. ”

The bar owner took out his glass, poured a small half glass of wine and brought it to Bill, still not speaking.

Bill still wants to chat with him and learn more about this world, but the stern-looking bar owner seems to be in a bad mood and has no intention of chatting.

Sitting alone at the bar drinking, Bill pondered what to do next.

The bar's arched spring door creaked open, and a boy in a plaid suit and suspender walked in, carrying a cloth bag filled with newspapers.

"Uncle Lacey, the missing person notice is in the newspaper, just in the lower right corner of the fourth page, don't worry, I believe that the news will be sent to the newspaper office soon. ”

Lacey just nodded slightly, putting away the newspaper.

As the boy delivering the newspaper passed by the bar, Bill stopped him.

"Give me a copy too. ”

"Yes sir, penny. ”

The boy handed the newspaper to Bill, and the freshly printed newspaper smelled of ink, and Bill opened the Norman daily newspaper and read it carefully.

"Today's headlines: The Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences recently announced the successful innovation of the steam engine, and Professor Bedoli predicts that the age of steam will come in full swing!"

"Our diplomats regret the resumption of the blockade of the Spratly Yelu Islands by the Zemansi Empire. 」

"In order to maintain rapid economic growth and improve people's living standards, the Government has decided to adjust the allocation ratio and increase funding for new energy R&D projects. 」

The president of the Witch Hunters' Guild, Coussy Jones, has unilaterally announced his retirement, and the new president will be elected by the members of the association, and the election is expected to end before August. 」

"The famous painter Mr. Mehbage said in an interview that the revolution of the steam engine will have a major impact on traditional art and clothing. 」

"A letter from a bishop who did not want to be named, claiming that witches are still alive with us, that we should notify the local church of any abnormalities, and that he severely criticized the inaction of the Witch Hunter Society. 」

......

"The steam engine, the research institute, and the witch hunter association are really colorful, and it seems that the regions are relatively stable, and I hope that there will be no world-class war. ”

Bill looked at the newspaper and raised his glass from time to time.

He has a preliminary understanding of the world, and at the same time makes it clear that the world he lives in is not the original planet, but similar to the old era of his planet, much like the fusion state of the sixteenth and eighteenth centuries.

Flipping through the last page of the newspaper, which was printed with lace news of celebrities and aristocrats, Bill was not interested in these things and skimmed roughly.

Just as he was about to put the newspaper down, Bill swept the missing person notice in the corner out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered that the newspaper boy was talking to the bar owner, and he was a little curious.

"Missing Person Notice: Name—Adan Reis, Sex—Male, Age—19, Height—6 meters, Physical Features—Small dark red birthmark under right eye, Date of disappearance—September 1733, Location of disappearance—Suburbs of Guikronsi. 」

"Reward - Those who provide valid information can get 100 gold pounds, this information is valid permanently, please do not provide false information to cheat the bounty, and if the circumstances are serious, it will be handed over to the police department. 」