Chapter 435 Reading
Vivian's father is a very serious and old-fashioned man.
Probably everyone who studies history has this kind of personality.
He said he didn't want Vivian to have any contact with his research anymore, so he completed the renovation of the study with a very determined will and added a big lock.
However, for the naughty Joan, lock picking is not a difficult skill to master.
He and Vivian waited for several days, during which time their father seemed to have been studying in the study without sleep or food.
It was not until someone from the university notified me that I had to pack up and go to attend an important meeting that I could not miss.
"Come!"
Watching the car disappear at the end of the street, Qiao An immediately closed the curtains and waved to Vivian: "Mom is going to attend a cosmetics conference. We have the whole morning!"
The brother and sister came to the study.
Vivian stared at the door of the study. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear the sound of waves.
The wooden door seemed to become damp and filled with a salty smell, and behind it did not seem to be a study, but a blue sea.
'Supernatural power!'
Vivian took a deep breath and made up her mind to check the log carefully.
Through studying during this period, she knew that this kind of book containing supernatural powers was extremely dangerous!
"Watch me."
Qiao An took out two small iron wires, inserted them into the keyhole, and gently turned them.
Click!
With a click, the iron lock opened.
“Ma’am, please!”
Joan opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.
"My brother, if you could spend the time you put into studying instead of studying lock picking, mom and dad would be proud of you..." Vivian rolled her eyes: "Also... that's enough, I will restore everything. I guess you don't want to read with me, right?"
The hallucination just now made her realize that there was a high probability of danger in the study.
But Joan is just an ordinary person and shouldn't be involved in such a storm.
"I will protect my family!" Vivian swore silently in her heart.
"Of course..." Qiao An yawned: "Compared to reading... I would rather go back and continue to sleep. My gift has been delivered, so I will leave first."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, as if looking at the documents in the study for even a second longer would be a great torture.
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Vivian closed the door, looked at the furnishings in the study, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She came to her father's desk and looked at the messy draft paper on it.
These should be some inspirations and ideas that I casually recorded when studying the diary, most of which are fragmented.
Vivian glanced and saw a line of words - 'Sevens Town'!
This was probably the area where the log owner lived, but she didn't recognize it at all.
It was not until I looked down that I realized it was a remote town on the seaside. Even now it was not well developed and had nothing to produce.
If you are not a geographer, you may have to search for this little place on the map for a long time before you can find it.
Vivian sat in her father's chair and looked at the drawers of the desk, opening them one by one.
When she pulled out the middle drawer on the right, a black diary came into view.
"I found you !"
Vivian smiled playfully, then her expression turned serious. She took out the diary and spread it out on the desk.
After opening the black cover, she found that the paper inside was yellowed, with some mildew on the edges, and seemed a little moist. When she touched it with her fingertips, she had the illusion of touching some kind of mucus.
This reminded her of slugs, and she couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.
But at this moment, I still forced myself to look at the first page.
April 1, 1306
[The sea played a huge joke on me. In the past few months, our harvest been very scarce... This little cod is not enough to satisfy me and my crew. We all have a family to feed. Although the days are difficult, nothing can stop me because we are the people of the sea! ]
"1306? About three hundred years ago?" Vivian said to herself.
At that time, the steam engine and the telephone had not yet been invented, and the whole world was shrouded in backwardness and ignorance. Fishermen's job was naturally a very hard one.
Lacking scientific guidance and steam-powered ships, fishing depends entirely on the experience of veteran seafarers and a bit of luck.
May 2 or 3, 1306
[I have been drifting on the sea for a long time, so I have lost track of time. In addition, I forgot to keep a diary for a while, so I don’t know if it is this day... Today we encountered a storm and lost a sail. This day is really terrible... No, as a captain, I must cheer up. ]
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June 1306
[Great harvest! The ocean god has finally favored us, and we can return home. The flounder cooked by the chef today seems to be particularly delicious. I miss Xiataya. According to the time, she should be giving birth soon. It's a pity that I can't be with her. This is the fate of the people of the ocean.]
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July 5, 1306
[The ship has docked, and I know the exact time. Good news, Xiataya gave birth to twins for me. I plan to name the older brother Owen and the younger sister Faith...Keep going, Spot, you will be responsible for the lives of more people in the future.]
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Vivian frowned a little. This looked like a very ordinary log of a fisherman captain named Spot.
'Maybe I'm overthinking it. It's nothing special. That's great...'
She breathed a sigh of relief and continued turning the pages.
The captain did not keep a diary every day. He would only write something when he thought of something or when something special happened.
March 12, 1307
[It's unbelievable. I caught a monster today! It's hard to imagine that there are such creatures in the world. They look like a combination of humans and fish, with gills... Old Hawke knelt down and said they are 'sons of the sea', the real darlings of the sea, but I think it's just an ugly monster. I plan to take it back to the town. Maybe those scholars are willing to pay a high price for it, even if it's just a corpse! ]
March 15, 1307
[That monster, seems to be able to talk? I must be crazy... But it is getting weaker, it is dying , even feeding it sea water is useless... Old Hawke said we will be cursed, hehe...]
March 23
[The monster is really dead. Before it died, it seemed to be shouting something. It was a very strange sound that made people feel creepy... I plan to make it into dried fish so that it can be stored more easily.]
【April】
[The curse came true. We have not found anything since that day. Old Hawk disappeared last night... Damn it, how could he disappear on a fishing boat? Did he accidentally fall into the sea while peeing at night? But what about those scales and footprints I found? ]
