I Got On A Ghost Ship By Mistake And Was Forced To Be The Captain
/ I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 113
Chapter 113 Simple and honest Villedot
1492, September 1st.
This day is not a big day, not a special anniversary. Göttinghagen is peaceful, and there are no major incidents at home and abroad.
But Tu Fu felt it was worth commemorating, because this day was the day he officially entered school.
It also coincidentally was the day Sophie went to Göttinghagen to report.
Two top universities in Göttinghagen, the capital of the country, worked hard and held their opening ceremonies on the same day.
It is said that at this time of the year, each other invites some famous people to come to the school to cheer, to overwhelm each other's limelight, and to prove that they are the No. 1 university in Baia.
But this has nothing to do with Tu Fu. He packed his luggage and waited at the Central Station early this morning to prepare for departure.
Villedo is 30 kilometers away from Göttinghagen, and even taking a steam train takes an hour and a half. If it weren't for the fact that Miskar Stark University is located there, no one would pay attention to this remote town.
Half a month after I came to Göttinghagen, I finally saw the colorful world of the big city, and then I was relegated to a township to go to university, and I will stay there for four years. Miss Winster made some regional sarcasm earlier. Words came to mind immediately.
Especially when taking a steam train through the countryside, the high-rise buildings in front of you and the modern metropolis with a sense of steam technology pass by in a flash, leaving only patches of bare land, and the tall building lines decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye. .
Fortunately, even Uncle Ethan, who was busy with work, accompanied Tu Fu to the small town of Villedot.
Although he and Aunt Anfeier have been busy opening a hot pot restaurant recently, they have not forgotten the most important thing. Aunt Anfeier sent Sophie to the University of Göttinghagen early this morning, and my uncle is not partial I took the time to see him off.
The uncle and nephew, who are as close as father and son, casually talked about some future plans along the way. Uncle Ethan would mention Tufu's majors and tutors from time to time. Safety comes first.
"Om!"
After the giant steel beast that everyone was riding on stopped breathing smoke, the rolling wheels were forced to stop by the brakes, and stopped at a small station with a crooked plaque with the letters "Villedo Town".
It is indeed a small town. There are low churches and mediocre buildings all over the sand and dust. There are some cattle and sheep passing by on the wide pasture. The head is eating straw in the field.
The old farmer who has never left the town looked at the steel monster countless times with curious eyes in the field, and sent a bright smile to the passengers who got off the car.
When speaking among the sparsely waiting crowd outside the station, there are always some local accents, and the words are fast and vague.
The original ecological perception brought by Villedot's native land is really hard to accept after coming from the bustling metropolis. The old street scene makes people feel that this place and the former bustling capital have become two worlds.
Like the difference between heaven and hell.
The scale of the station alone is much worse than that of Göttinghagen, and the platform can only accommodate a hundred people.
When Tufu got off the station, he also saw many students carrying schoolbags. Most of them were sent by their parents, and most of them were children from good families. They complained immediately after arriving in the small town of Villedo from Göttinghagen. .
"My God, what the **** is this place."
"I seem to have returned to fifty years ago."
"I will definitely be laughed to death by my classmates at Columbia University."
Few of the students who came here had a good face, and their mouths were full of endless complaints.
"My wallet is missing."
At this time, someone in the crowd yelled, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, but there were too many people on this bus, and it was difficult to find the lost things due to the dense flow of people.
Tu Fu automatically turned on the hunter's sensory coverage station, and immediately noticed several pickpockets in the crowd who specialized in theft, and several people worked in groups to commit crimes in an orderly manner.
At this time, the railway policeman who maintained order at the station finally opened his mouth, and seemed to be familiar with the situation: "Passengers, please take care of your personal belongings, and be careful of the locals who talk to you. Better not believe it."
His words are straightforward enough,
Tu Fu didn't meddle in other people's business, most of the groups like this belonged to one group, if they remembered their face, they would inevitably be harassed and make trouble in the future.
Those students or tourists who have been stolen or cheated, take it as a lesson.
There are many things like being stolen and cheated along the way. When Tu Fu was walking out, he also saw local hawkers on the street, weaving a piece of colorful rope and other worthless things. A few crowns.
There are also guys who deliberately pretend to be disabled people come up to ask you for money.
Even the drivers of some private carriages outside will deliberately raise the price several times higher than usual when they see that the visitor is an unfamiliar face.
Just when I was in the car, I heard the frequent passengers next to the seat say that these are nothing.
Some people who drive steam cars kindly expressed their willingness to offer them a journey. Once someone gets on the car, they will drive to a remote wilderness and charge ten times the price. If they don't give enough money, they will throw it there .
The locals have always been savage in their temper. There are often incidents of fighting in the town. Even if someone calls the police, they are not afraid at all. Local snakes in groups of three or four can quickly release people on bail.
"It's very similar to the style of some well-known scenic spots." Tu Fu couldn't help feeling that the various services here are about to form a one-stop industrial chain.
If Tufu had to use one word to describe what he saw and heard in the small town of Villedot for a short period of time, I believe there is no more suitable word than "simple folk customs".
Not all villages and towns are hospitable, and not every villager is simple and honest. People born in such an environment are indeed more pure for their livelihood.
Good is pure, bad is more pure.
Tu Fu and Uncle Ethan, who had done their homework in advance, didn't suffer much. They imitated a few local dialects temporarily, and then boarded a private carriage to Miskar Stark University with their uncle.
Different from the cement ground in big cities, most of the area here is still yellow land, and the sand on the ground will float everywhere with the wind.
"How is it? Is it different from what I imagined? In fact, I have been to this place a long time ago, and it was as bad as it is now."
Ethan noticed Tu Fu's impetuous mood, so he took the initiative to talk to him about this experience.
"Because of my parents?"
"Yes, at that time I went to many places to find them. Those blood-sucking moths completely ignored my petition. The people in charge of these things in the government dared not talk about these things. On the contrary, the attitude of the professors at the University of Michigan was unexpected. very good."
Mr. Winster spread his hands,
"They told me part of the truth. Mr. Capet and his wife went to the polar regions to explore a certain historical truth. The situation at Michigan State University was the worst in the seven-school alliance. Several professors were lost in that trip. in action.
Even so, the professors here are full of grace, calm and tell me these things about a little person. "
It was precisely because of that incident that Ethan had a good impression of Miskar Stark University.
Because only here can he feel the long-lost equality.
At the same time, Ethan took this opportunity to talk about his father, Professor Capet's trip to the polar region, which was similar to what McGovern told him, but in more detail.
Specifically mentioned that a week before the exploration, the couple had a strong premonition to put Tu Fu next to their friends in advance, as if they were ready to die.
Uncle Ethan has not given up on the investigation of that visit all these years, but relying on his own strength is really useless.
Perhaps, agreeing with Tufu to study in Miskar Stark and choosing archeology as a major is also because of some thoughts in his heart.
Along the way, my uncle's words were as heavy as a mountain, and what his parents and professors did to investigate the polar regions may be great.
But Uncle Ethan, who silently gave a lot in his heart and tasted a lot of pain alone, is also amazing.
The two dragged their heavy suitcases. When the carriage arrived at the destination, the two followed the crowd for a few more minutes, and finally saw Miskar Stark, one of the Seven Schools Alliance.
This top prestigious school is not as backward as the small town of Villedot. Old trees are everywhere, covered with tall walls made of dark red bricks. I don't know how long the quaint two big iron gates have been here. A lot of the rust on it has fallen off.
Perhaps this is the background of the legendary secret university.
On the wall in the center of the school gate, there is also Miskar Stark's school badge.
The outermost layer of a circular badge is the full name of the university in letters. The front is an open book, and the back is covered by a large hidden shield.
And above the head of the book is a simple big hanging clock, and a lit candle is burning underneath.
Both the clock tower and the candle have the meaning of symbolizing truth and wisdom.
The school emblem of the University of Michigan is no different from expressing the school's infinite pursuit of truth and wisdom.
Re-examining the university, the impetuousness and dissatisfaction just now disappeared a lot in an instant, replaced by a solemn recognition of the school.
The main gate of the University of Michigan is a huge iron gate. The first day of freshmen's arrival makes it very lively with people coming and going.
Some parents accompanied their children to the school, and some strode inside with their heads straight in order to prove that they were independent.
Uncle Ethan stood at the school gate and stared at the sign that symbolized the University of Michigan. He seemed to have thought of something from his long-term memory, but he stopped in front of the school gate.
The always kind police officer patted Tu Fu on the shoulder solemnly, "Mr. Capet, I've arrived. I can only accompany you here, so please walk the rest of the way by yourself."
"Yes, Mr. Winster."
After Tu Fu took a deep breath, he took the heavy suitcase from his uncle.
After taking it, he adjusted the angle, lifted the box with some difficulty, strenuous effort, and then straightened up and took firm steps like walking in school.
Looking at the child who was already able to carry the luggage alone, Mr. Ethan Winster heaved a sigh of relief, his straight waist slightly bent.
turn each other's back,
No one looked back at the familiar figure again.
(end of this chapter)
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