The Baissen Mountains, on the edge of the Eternal Silence and the Surging Ocean, stretch from northwest to south for nearly 1,000 kilometers, except for a thrilling depression at the end, which is a canyon torn by geological changes during the fall of the sky, and is also the source of the Iwok River.

The towering peaks of the coastal mountains are often cloudy, and the gaps in the canyons below are covered with towering redwood trees that shade the sun.

A somewhat dilapidated port city sits here, surrounded by many natural hazards.

Harrison Harbor, located at the foot of the mountain, by the sea, by the river and by the canyon, is the southernmost human gathering place in the entire civilized world.

It was afternoon, but the clouds were thick, so the light was dim as if it were evening. Dock workers are hurrying along the grey rocky roads of the harbor, and fishermen have been out to sea long before the sun rises and before the tide has receded, and they are still toiling in the open sea.

It's been raining for half a day.

There are many kinds of rain in Port Harrison, from waterfalls to sparse falls; Some are like water hammers falling, and some are as light as silk; There are airtight and boring, and there are also fresh and cool, refreshing and pleasant.

Today's rain is quite ordinary, just a July rain that the inhabitants of the South China Sea are accustomed to, and when you look up, it looks like countless silver threads falling from the gray clouds and connecting with the blue sea.

Elder Pude stood on the side of the street, his brow furrowed slightly. For the old man, the pale white mist from the drizzle did not affect his vision, and he easily locked on a boy who was walking slowly in the fishing market, looking around.

Then, full of doubts.

The elder muttered to himself in confusion, "Why is he here?" ”

Ian walks in the rain.

This kind of rain is nothing to the Terra, unless they are immersed in ice water around zero degrees Celsius for a long time, otherwise they will not even lose temperature.

Even an eight-year-old boy can go out on rainy weather as long as he doesn't care about the feeling of his clothes getting wet.

In the fishing market, the boy looked around at the half-dead fish in the buckets and basins of the fish stalls, and his eyes were curious.

Hilliard returned from the trip with a few fish, a bag of potatoes and half a bag of flour.

Immediately afterward, he apologized and told Ian that he had just found information about his mission on the street, and that he had to go and find out, disappear for a while in the afternoon and evening, and only return late at night.

Ian doesn't have to wait for him to come back for dinner in the evening, just stew some potatoes and grill the fish, and then cook porridge for Elan with the leftover wheat at home.

Considering that Ian needed to stock up on a large amount of nutrients for the path to sublimation, and that the potatoes and grilled fish might not be enough to eat, and the nutrition was not balanced enough, Hilliard also left a bag of local silver coins, a total of thirty-five thalers.

This was supposed to be used to negotiate with local residents, bribes and purchase property at critical times.

But now that he has the status of 'Aosena', it is much more convenient to purchase materials and explore, and he can't use this money, so it is better to take it out and replenish his students' bodies.

Hilliard's original words were: 'Buy whatever you want to eat, don't be stingy, and enjoy the joys of life if you know how to endure the boredom of your practice.'

He wasn't worried about Ian spending indiscriminately. In the eyes of the old knight, this student of his own was intelligent, sensitive, patient and quite self-controlled, and worthy of trust.

So after instructing him to be cautious in his practice, the old knight went out again and left.

Ian understands this.

Hilliard came to Port Harrison on a 'mission' and lurked there.

The other party must have his own things to be busy with, and this sudden disappearance will appear again and again in the future, and he must learn to adapt, live and practice independently, and cannot expect someone to take care of him all the time.

And judging from Hilliard's expression, the old knight looked quite happy, it seems that Orsna's identity is indeed useful, and he got the clues he wants in Port Harrison.

If you have money, you don't have to treat yourself badly.

I have to say that the thirty-five thalers left by Hilliard are really a huge amount of money.

The Thaler silver coin itself is a special silver alloy, which is so strong that it is almost impossible to imitate and destroy by folk techniques, and has its value both as an inscription additive and in normal smelting and forging, so it is extremely difficult for Teller to depreciate.

One silver thaler coin is worth twelve small Byson silver, and one small silver coin is worth ten copper finneys.

One Fenni copper can buy more than a pound of wheat, a solid piece of black bread, and two can buy a baguette that is not too much.

Before his mother died, Ian also learned about local prices...... Because there are very few local pastures, cattle, sheep and pigs are expensive, but fish is extremely cheap.

Therefore, one silver coin of Teller can buy six catties of fine beef, fifteen catties of mutton, and more than twenty catties of pork. If you have anything to do with a farm or a fisherman, Lala can buy four live hens and a crowing rooster, or a whole bucket of salted fish.

The average farmer can save one or two large silver coins after working hard all year without natural disasters and accidents, so that he can add some new farm tools to his family, raise a few more chickens, or add a lamb every few years, and only spend most of his life scraping together enough money to buy a calf.

The Orsna's family, not counting the value of those sleeping powders, Ian found a total of twelve and a half large silver coins - most of them were small silver coins and Finney copper, and there were only five of the serious Thaler, one of which was secretly stuffed into the boy before his mother died of illness as a last life-saving money.

This is exaggerated enough, after all, Orsanna himself is just an ordinary clerk at the dock, which is a good errand, but at most one taledore a month, plus some in-kind subsidies.

He himself is not frugal, how can he save a salary that barely eats or drinks for half a year? It must have been obtained in collusion with the natives.

But when Hilliard digs it out, it's thirty-five thalers! And all of them are neat, glittering and unstained silver coins!

The bag weighed almost a pound of silver coins, enough to buy a dozen fine iron swords, and the blacksmith saw that it was a wholesale sale, and perhaps a few wooden shields and daggers.

- This kind of silver coin usage, where did the aristocratic lord come from.

When he took the money bag, Ian wanted to complain, you must know that in the folk tales of Port Harrison, the marquis who visited the private interview of Weifu also brought a hundred thalers with him to pretend to be forced to slap his face, although it was only the emperor's golden flat burden, it was enough to show the degree of exaggeration.

Together, he and his brother Elam, were worth a maximum of thirty thalers in the eyes of his uncle and the native priests.

I don't know how long my own teacher has been wanted, but there is still a third of the 'marquis' worth, God knows what the identity was at the beginning.

"It's definitely okay to be full."

Ian shook his head slightly and sighed lightly: "It's just that the teacher's silver coins are too shiny and new, and they can't be spent at all, so they have to be put in the ashes to be old." ”

After cooking the porridge, feeding Elan, and lulling his brother to sleep, Ian buried the silver coins given by his teacher in the ashes of the furnace, and then went out happily with an old thaler and some small silver coins, ready to follow the memories in his mind to the fishing market to buy some nutritious seafood.

One thaler is completely enough to buy ingredients, and any more is not in line with his current status and identity.

As for Hilliard's instructions regarding the practice of virtual source species, Ian was already quite sure.

——The most difficult step in condensing the source species is to create a essentia organ for yourself that is almost the second heart and can penetrate the pulse of life throughout the body.

Ordinary Terrans can't imagine how the second heart should be controlled, just as ordinary people can't imagine how the third hand should be controlled, so naturally they can't condense successfully, and the failure rate of the first attempt is extremely high.

The virtual source species, on the other hand, can slowly adapt to the existence of a 'new organ that emerges after tomorrow' in one's body, which greatly reduces the failure rate.

But even so, there are very few people who can successfully condense the source seed within a few months.

But Ian is different.

He doesn't need to adapt.

In other words, people on earth don't need to adapt.

The per capita genetic adjuster of the earth in the same era has two hearts, two stomachs and three lungs, not to mention that Ian is still a scholar-type transformation, and there are more fragmentary special modification modules on his body.

Manipulating this 'non-existent' organ is as simple for him as breathing.

"After all, it's not a real genetic organ, but a essentia of different systems...... Imitation analysis is still a bit difficult. ”

Muttering to himself, Ian whispered, "A week, enough to fully adapt." But to be on the safe side, after two weeks, learn more about the path of sublimation, and then try again. ”

With this in mind, the white-haired boy walked through the street in the rain and walked towards the fishing market: "Now, what I need to do, according to Teacher Hilliard's words. ”

"It's a healthy work and rest, go to bed early and get up early, eat and drink more, and exercise every day."

At this moment, you can already hear the noise of the fishing market.

The fish market is located next to a fishing pier in the northeast area of Port Harrison and is brightly lit.

In the dwindling sea, returning fishing boats arrived, carts, porters, fishermen and dock workers were bustling with each other, clerks employed by several large fishermen's fleets were counting the fish-dividers, and a few workers were holding up a huge wooden sign with the current harvest of their fleets for the caravan stewards and literate citizens to identify.

"Live sardines, one plate and one pinnish!"

"Moray eels from Odell Reef, delicate and delicious, ice cubes are provided for free!"

"One puffin, two oysters, one baisen and one bucket!"

"Fluorescent algae from the shores of Sequoia! Three baissen in a bundle, one thaler in five bundles! Algae oil in a bottle of two baisen! ”

Even after dusk, the market is still bustling with activity, and the air is filled with the cries of fishermen and vendors and the smell of sea.

Harrison Harbor was the largest seaport and fishing port in the southern part of the empire, producing enough seafood to cover most of the southern provinces, and caravans from different towns and cities came here to negotiate and cooperate with the fleets in order to obtain a stable supply of fish and meat.

Occasionally, there are some monster-level fish that can be produced here.

It's like 'Odell Reef', where several giant moray eels over eight meters long and fifteen meters long were once produced, whose backbones and musculature met the standards of potion materials, and were purchased by a wealthy merchant from Nauman City, the provincial capital, for one hundred and seventy thalers.

It is said that after Odell Reef, in the deeper seas, there are two giant moray eels revered by the surrounding redwood natives as "spirits of the tide" and "spirits of the waves", and the surrounding large eels are their descendants.

Thanks to these legends and actual production, a pound of Odell eel meat costs three baisen, which is more expensive than beef.

Ian is very familiar with this place, he used to work as a fisherman with the help of a few familiar fishermen in order to help support his family, and the evaluation is quite good, and Sainan's fleet even wants to wait for him to grow up because Ian can make statistical tables, and hire him as the fleet's accountant at the docks, three pfennigs a day, plus two fish.

Of course, this time Ian came, just as a pure customer.

And...... Try to pick up the leak.

"Let me see ......"

In the crowd, Ian's figure was inconspicuous, and he walked around casually, walking to the corner between the two stalls, unnoticed by anyone.

Then, he turned on the horizon of foresight.

When you land, the hazy world in the rain changes into an even more hazy fog of various colors.

The tri-colored glorious clouds of gray, white and blue reconstitute the entire fishing market.

"There really is."

Raising an eyebrow, Ian turned his head to the side and looked with interest at the blue mist.

——In the fishing market, there are really 'rare' seafood!