Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 98 Mine Cave
Kraft saw that Peter, not to mention anything else, at least his mental outlook was pretty good, and he had a different temperament from other residents here.

It can be seen that he at least wiped his face before coming to the church, and got rid of the feeling of dust covering his face, making him look more like a foreigner than a local resident, and he did not have the low earth wall-like sense of alienation of the locals in his eyes—no hindrance Communicate, but are not willing to touch.

Frankly speaking, this kind of attitude is not bad. After all, in places where the church is dominant outside, they will not be happy to have a heresy appearing in public.If it is due to differences of faith, they are at least friendlier than the Church.

He greeted the priest first, and after learning that Kraft and his party were believers from outside, he became enthusiastic and came up to hug the leader William.It seemed as if they had become close friends and relatives all of a sudden, which made the captain, who had always been ignorant of his life, feel a little embarrassed.

"I really didn't expect to see compatriots who also believe in the Father here." Peter let go of William with a smile.It is the first time that I have been so welcomed as a believer, and I have found a little sense of identity in a foreign land.

"Please get in the car. The priest said that we should be like brothers and we should help each other."

Being able to find a devout believer in Gravel Town, the situation of the priest may not be as bad as he thought before.Although he didn't ask for it, Kraft still held his hand when he passed by, and stuffed a few coins into his hand, "Brothers in the church should not be treated badly, and the rest of the trip depends entirely on you." .”

Kupp tightened his burqa and sat down at the back of the car without comment. He couldn't say "church brothers" out of his mouth, but the atmosphere had come to this. From his simple EQ point of view, it would be better to reduce communication.

"You don't have to." Under Kraft's push, Peter put the money into his pocket and untied the ropes that tied the mules and horses. "I heard that you are going to visit the mine?"

"It's best to stop work within two years, because some building materials for the church can't be bought in recent years, and I heard that only here is the output, and it will be troublesome to replace them in the future."

It was telling the truth, and after reflecting on it for a while, Kupp realized that everything seemed to be true, and it was completely different.

"It's not easy. The mine just stays there, no one is watching, and no one knows if anyone has entered it. What exactly does the thing you are looking for look like?" Sitting on the driver's seat, Peter whipped his whip, and the carriage trembled He moved tremblingly, and went to the other side of the town.

"It may be a newly discovered ore. I don't know what it looks like. How many places do you know where it is mined?"

"It's everywhere, including this town, which used to be a mine, and then it became what it is now." The carriage drove out of the town and turned a corner. Peter pointed to the low flora on the right, "Then Next to it is the original mine, but it was abandoned before I came here, and now I live by reselling grain and minerals.”

The passengers turned their heads to look at the place he was pointing at. Under the cover of vegetation, a mountain hollow that was not easy to notice almost slipped away from their noses.

It is only as tall as a person, and new shrubs grow on the earth and rocks at the entrance of the cave, blocking most of it, while the fallen stems and leaves on the upper edge cover the other half, and the small path from the main road to the entrance of the cave can be vaguely discerned.

Plants have almost eroded all traces of human entry and exit, and the nearly circular hole is attributed to nature, as if it belonged here.Under the visual fatigue caused by the large blue and yellow background, if someone pointed it out, I would not have noticed it after passing by a few times.

The surrounding ground is intact, with no visible signs of construction, and the seamless transition from the living area to the mining area also makes it less noticeable.

William, who knew a little about minerals, was slightly puzzled, "How do you know there are mines down there?"

Most of the minerals on the ice sheet are exposed on the surface, and the ore can also be obtained at the original mining level of the tribe.However, it is different in the North Kingdom. Once mineral deposits are found, they will gnaw out pieces of mine pits on the surface, develop and explore in all directions, expand the mining area and pursue open-pit mining as much as possible.

The mining method of a straight-through mine needs to know in advance that there are minerals below, and it is difficult to hit it once with complete knowledge and rich experience.

Even if there are people who have reached this level, living in a place the size of Gravel Town, would they be willing to be unknown in the southern hills?

Peter didn't quite understand his question, "Take a torch and go down to have a look."

"Natural mines, a gift from the Lord. What about other places?" That kind of circular hole is really not like artificial construction, it is not easy to chisel it, and it is not suitable for placing supports.

"It's the same, it's everywhere, as long as you can find a regular source of water to live in, you don't have to worry about nothing to dig."

William glanced back at the hole, and repeated his words in a questioning tone, a little unbelievable, "Everywhere?"

"Yes, but those people don't think it's a gift from the Lord." Peter spat to separate himself from other local residents in the words, "I talk about it all day, but I can't name it."

"There's another one on the mountain over there, but it's near the top of the mountain and it's too deep to use." He pointed again to an ordinary hill. The hole is too difficult.

According to him, there are too many similar natural mines here, no less than the number of hills.

"Is there such a terrain?" Kraft didn't have any term to describe it. A large number of natural deep holes appeared in the water-deficient hilly area, just like many small holes were born for no reason on dry preserved cheese. It was maggots.

"Are they deep?"

"Yes, I have also been in the mine before. I can walk in it for a long time, and I have to endure the chatter of those who don't believe in the Father. It's better to drive the carriage." I was afraid that the priest would get tired of repeating it.

"They lazily take away the part that is closer to the exit, and then change it to another place, squandering the gift of the Lord. Sooner or later, they will be punished."

Kraft and William covered their heads and sighed at the same time. The former was not so shocked. He was mentally prepared when he came, and the setback was expected. "Oh."

The idea of ​​screening by mines is wrong, at least they can screen by people, settlements that can produce a lot of raw materials and trade with the outside world cannot be covered up by weeds and shrubs like mines.

Peter misunderstood the meaning of their sighs, and continued to complain about his distaste for those people: "They don't want to listen to me, and they don't listen to the priest. sure."

"You can't go deep, don't go out of the mine too late, and remind you which side is facing out at any time... There are too many, to be honest, I have never used it. Those who came after staying for a long time also became infected with the bad words of God and God. Fuck, I don't want to be like that."

Amidst the complaints, the carriage turned the next curve, and the sense of direction became blurred. It was unclear whether the winding road was going inward or outward. Kraft had to recall a little to come to the judgment that they were heading away from the canal.

In other words, they were going deep into the southern hills, and another cave appeared on the other side of the mountain.Intuitively, it is enough to fit into a cottage in a gravel town, extending diagonally down the mountainside, and the light stops not far from the entrance of the cave.

The cave wall with a circular outline is not the smooth and gentle style of the cave. The rock wall retains corners and small straight edges, and there are not many signs of erosion. At least at Kraft's geographical level, it does not feel that it was formed by flowing water erosion.

It can't be seen deeper. As far as the visible section is concerned, there is little change in width and narrowness, and it looks like a crude tunnel prototype.

"Hey, what do you think is the end of these holes?" A certain sailor couldn't bear the loneliness, so he spoke to Peter. It's quite difficult to see a hole in other places, so he couldn't help but be curious.

"I don't know, I haven't heard anyone mention it."

"Really? That's weird. Haven't you tried to go down and see?"

Peter pondered for a moment, as if he was rummaging through the memories of working in the mine in the past, "It's too deep, I can't go on."

After talking about the topic, the carriage became quiet. Yvonne took out a small book and read it for a while, but was stopped by Kraft, "Don't read in the carriage, it hurts your eyes."

The time is still very long, and Yvonne doesn't need to hold on to this to memorize a few more words, and he doesn't need to be in a hurry.The mine will not run away in place, and it is acceptable to search for weeks or months.

(End of this chapter)