The dim box, the inside of the box was not lit, and the light of the perpetual motion lamp shining in from outside the window did not bring much light to the dirt room. At Spices, electricity is generated almost entirely by generators buried deep in the aquifer, through which the groundwater flows slowly, and the power generated as it flows through the blades attached to the upper layers flows equally slowly back into the generator box at the Spices Central Power Plant. Although the chassis is an old antique brought by the first generation of Spices from the prosperous area, it has been continuously maintained by Spices people and is still playing its due role for Spice for more than a hundred years. It's a bit old, but all the electricity used on the roads and construction sites in the town depends on this generator set, and the central power plant conducts the daily power generation to the perpetual motion lights located all over the town, which lights up the whole Speith. In fact, according to Garcia's knowledge, in the bustling area far from Spice, the energy required for perpetual motion lamps can even be supplemented by the ubiquitous geothermal energy of the underground country, but in this barren Spice, it is already very good to have enough street lights and water and electricity for the construction site - except for these two places, the electricity used in other places even depends on the hand-cranked generators produced in the mining area, geothermal energy? Garcia smiled, maybe in the distant future, Spice will grow to this point like the distant prosperous area, but what will become of the prosperous area at that time?

The yellow-haired boy led the yellow-haired boy to a water pump in the corner of the box, which was connected to a small silver engine, and stood quietly in the empty space at the end of the bed. Garcia picked up a metal box with a handle from the table, pulled out a wire from the bottom of the box and connected it to the engine of the water pump, this is the hand-cranked generator that every household in Spices Town has, the body and handle of the generator and all the internal parts are all produced by the Pyros mining area on the border of the underground country, metal minerals are not a scarce thing in the underground country, even if there are only three or four mines known to the Spices people, so the hand-cranked generator is also not very expensive, But it also takes two or three days of fixed meals for ordinary people to get one.

The wires were connected to the interface on the top of the engine, and the boy writhed with the mechanical arm of the generator. The box is not big, but the force required to turn the mechanical arm is not small, and Garcia tensed his elbow to turn it slowly for more than ten turns. When the pump was powered on, the indicator light in the front section slowly rose green, and then I saw clear water flowing out of the faucet in front of the pump. Dan obediently took out a small ceramic basin from the cabinet next to him and placed it under the faucet, and after several years of skillful use of the generator, Garcia turned the spiral arm just right, and the pump automatically stopped when it was filled with most of the water.

The yellow-haired boy ran to the table and brought a clay cup and took a glass of water from the basin for his brother. Garcia shook his head helplessly and took it, took a sip, and then sneered and poured the remaining half of the cup on the yellow-haired child from the beginning. "Stop flattering me, I'm not angry. Look at you as dirty as a mud monkey, quickly wash your body and face well, and I'll get you some more water. ”

"Oh." The yellow-haired child answered, then squatted down and began to wash his face.

The sound of his brother's footsteps was heard in his ears, Dan washed his face, and listened to the movement of the footsteps with his ears sideways, which seemed to be the doorway, and after a while the footsteps came back, followed by a wet thick towel - the roots of plants collected from the soil, dried and woven together, to absorb water and dry the body, the towel was a rare thing in Spice, although the people in the town knew it, but they only got it from Mr. Hyde's textbook. The book says, "A towel is a hundred times softer than a thick towel, and our ancestors used the soft plant fibers that grew vigorously at the time to weave towels and use them for bathing and wiping their bodies." We can't grow plants that can produce plant fibers for weaving towels, but we also have a way to make towels, except for pulling out our own hair to make human hair towels, the towels that are common in the downtown area are woven from the hair of mutated creatures obtained by brave border guards who kill invading mutant creatures. ”

From the words in this book, it is not difficult for us to see two things: first, Mr. Hyde likes to use the modifier of a hundred times; The second thing is that the possibility of Towels being in Spice is almost zero. Not to mention that the mutant creatures with hair are not a very high proportion of the total mutant creatures, and the simple combat power of the residents of Spice can't even deal with the earthworms that broke through the soil layer near the basic school two days ago and collapsed the basic school.

The thick towel that flew towards Dan was accurately covered the wet hair of the yellow-haired child, and then a slightly calloused hand rubbed it around the head twice.

"Take it, take off your clothes and throw them on the ground, and wipe your body well in the shower."

Garcia took an arm-long metal pipe to the faucet, twisted one end of the pipe on the faucet, and aimed the other end straight at Dan's little eye. After doing all this, Garcia grabbed the generator he had put down earlier and continued to shake his hand. After a few turns, the water came out of the pump again, and the yellow-haired child ripped off the thick towel from his head, and his face was close to the other end of the pipe, and the water rushed to his face from the outlet of the pipe, and then tilted to his whole body.

Then there was a brief silence, and all that remained in the room was the sound of rushing water and Garcia's slow, but steady, hand-wirling arm.

"Brother, when are you going to give us another lesson?"

After all, the yellow-haired child who was taking a bath couldn't bear to be quiet, and asked Garcia while rubbing his back.

"It depends on when the security team can take out the two earthworms, one large and one small, that are entrenched in the ruins of the school."

Garcia's hand did not stop, and said softly to his brother.

"How could two earthworms, one big and one small, suddenly come to the school and collapse the school?"

The yellow-haired child asked again.

"I don't know, maybe it's passing by, or it's the breeding period, and the town hasn't seen an earthworm invasion for a long time."

Garcia thought for a moment with a frown. In fact, this has been estimated for a long time to be back when Dan has not come out yet, and I vaguely remember the last time the earthworm was four or three years old. What is the end result? I can't remember, anyway, the earthworms in the last one were either driven away or destroyed, or else would everyone still be now?

"Brother, aren't you also from the security team, why haven't you gone out to assist Uncle Blair and them in the past two days?"

The yellow-haired child's questions are one after another. However, Garcia was used to such things, and still took the trouble to explain.

"Because my brother wants to make a general plan for this operation, you see your Uncle Blair, they have only been around the school for the past two days, haven't they? I didn't go in hunting. ”

"Then why didn't the vigilantes go hunting first?"

"Because it is necessary to prevent earthworms from escaping and rounding up to the town to hurt people."

"Then why ......"

"Wash the shower before asking, otherwise you'll get sick."

Garcia finally stopped what he was doing and said lightly to Dan, who was still about to chatter.

"Oh." Dan answered, and then stopped talking.

So the spiral arm stopped for a short moment, and then began to turn again, and the water that had just fallen out of the pipe was full again.

Once again, the room was silent, and the sound of rushing water and the sound of the slowly rotating power spiral arm were blended together, making it seem particularly peaceful.

……

"Brother, I'm done washing."

Soon after, Dan shouted. Garcia stopped, turned and carried the generator back to the table.

"Wipe your body dry first, clean your clothes in the cupboard, and finish wiping yourself to get them."

"Okay." Dan answered, and then began to squeeze a thick towel to wipe his body. When the towel was squeezed, there was a creaking sound of the fibers crushing, and the water attached to the surface was spilled with the traces of twisting.

"Smack." A sound that was not crisp was like breaking a thin piece of wood with your bare hands. Dan was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to Garcia with a bitter face,

"Brother, the thick scarf is broken."

"Hear me, I'm not deaf." Garcia answered, not looking back, and he sat down again in his chair as he carried the generator back to the table, fiddling with something in his hands. "Listen to the sound must have been torn from the middle, you can unfold it and take a look, the corners should not have been touched much."

"Well, yes." Dan unfolded the thick towel that had just been wrung out, and sure enough, as Garcia said, a hole was torn in the middle, but the gap was not very large, but it only took up a small part of the middle. "Brother, you're amazing."

"When you reach my brother's age, you'll be able to hear it." Garcia smiled, "It's still usable, it's not bad." When I was your age, I used to twist a thick towel in two, and I used it the same way, and you were okay. ”

"Then you had a lot more strength than me when you were a child." Dan laughed, wiping his wrung out towel around his body.

"It's not like you haven't seen it when you've been crazy outside, I was much naughtier than you back then, have you forgotten? I took you to climb Mr. Sean in the square. Garcia sat in his chair with his back to Dan, his head down and continued to fiddle with the gadgets in his hand.

"Hey, yes." The yellow-haired boy laughed and said, "Then brother, aren't you angry with me?" ”

"What can I be mad at at you, climb Mr. Sean's likeness? Tsk, which kid in the town hasn't climbed? Even Mayor Daxter probably urinated on Mr. Sean's head when he was a child. ”

"Really, fake."

"Fake, I lied to you."

"Brother, you're bullying me again."

"Hehe, but if you really talk about today's incident, you really have to be scolded by me. Do you know what you did wrong today? ”

"Well, I don't know."

"How many people went?"

"Three people, me, Piddle and Uncle James's crazy girl."

"Next time you go climbing, remember to bring the boy from the mayor's house."

"Huh?" Dan Leng paused for a moment, but didn't react for a while.

"Think for yourself." Garcia dropped three words without looking back.

"Okay." Dan replied with a frown, and pulled out a gray shirt and pants from the cupboard to put on himself.