The sky above Furnace Castle is filled with dark clouds; even though it is nearing noon, the weather remains gloomy.
Fine drizzle begins to fall from the sky.
As the rain intensifies, the pedestrians on the street gradually beco sparse.
So small stalls on both sides of the street hurriedly pack up upon the arrival of the drizzle.
The fine raindrops tap on the frosted glass windows, producing a tinkling sound. Looking inside through the window, there is a solid wood table, Kane is sitting beside it, attentively reading a book.
The sound of raindrops hitting the glass does not disturb him; instead, it serves as a calming force, focusing his spirit.
At this mont, he hears the sound of horse hooves, the crisp clatter of iron shoes against the ground.
Upon hearing this crisp sound, Kane knows who has arrived, and he turns his head.
White light flashes over Kreya’s body, transforming her outfit from casual ho wear to an outdoor attire.
Looking at her, Kane can’t help but ask with concern, "Kreya, it’s raining so heavily outside, are you still going out?"
"Yes," Kreya nods, and she also places several customized rain boots into her Origin Armory.
Kreya’s figure doesn’t favor using an umbrella. The only option is to use Magic Power to create a shield against the rain, which is rather troubleso and energy-consuming.
After thinking for a while, Kane puts down the book, walks over, and says, "How about I accompany you? My Origin Skills can help shield you from the rain."
"Okay," Kreya nods calmly, but the upward curve of her mouth reveals her mood.
After the two leave the door, Kane uses his Origin Skills to create a semi-circular transparent shield above their heads, causing raindrops to slide off around them.
However, due to the fact that the Dwarves’ city is built by carving a mountain from the top down,
the roads are always uneven, which results in all the smaller paths being particularly muddy during heavy rain, unlike the central avenue.
Moreover, due to Kreya’s physique, her feet splash up the mud water as she walks.
So Kane puts the Master Weaver into the enhancent slot of his Origin Skills, then creates soft fabric footpads aligning with Kreya’s legs.
This helps alleviate the issue.
Kane and Kreya walk along the street, with the rain falling around them failing to breach their shield, making it seem as if they are isolated from the outer world.
"By the way, I still don’t know, what’s your destination for this trip?"
Upon hearing Kane’s question, Kreya responds, "It’s the post office just ahead."
After speaking, Kreya points to a building in front.
Kane nods as he looks in the direction Kreya is pointing.
But he still asks, sowhat puzzled, "Are you sending letters or retrieving them?"
"Sending a letter to my parents, and checking if they’ve sent any to ."
After hearing Kreya’s explanation, Kane nods; he had just sent a letter of safety to Uncle Ge Mu’s family recently, so there’s no need for now.
The two strolled into the post office, where quite a few people were taking shelter from the rain inside.
Kreya took a ticket and went directly to a window to handle her tasks.
Perhaps due to the rain, although there were many people, there were surprisingly few dealing with matters in the post office today, which usually required queuing.
In no ti, Kreya handed her letter over, and received two letters addressed to her.
Speaking of which, the postal system in this world is very interesting.
With the proliferation of Teleportation Arrays, post offices widely use extrely small Teleportation Arrays exclusively for sending letters, which consu minimal resources, are convenient and fast, and cover a vast range.
Thus, if you need to send a letter to soone but don’t know their fixed location, especially soone like an Explorer who finds it hard to stay long in one place,
what do you do? You just need to write down the recipient’s na and detailed racial characteristics; the letter can then be directly sent.
Letters delivered to individuals are preserved and recorded at headquarters. When the recipient visits any post office, they can directly retrieve their mail.
Any post office can do this, regardless of distance.
And nearly all larger cities have a post office, belonging to an organization under the Mist Council.
When Kreya finished her tasks, Kane waited a while, and then walked out with her.
Although the sky outside was sowhat dim, it was still just noon; the sunlight was rely obscured by dark clouds.
"Kreya, would you like to visit the Food Association?" Suddenly rembering that yesterday he saw the newly-built Food Association not far from the chanical Association, Kane suggested to Kreya.
Hearing Kane’s words, Kreya turned her head and asked puzzledly, "Is there a Food Association here?"
When Kreya had just arrived at Furnace Castle, she had checked the map, noticing there was no Food Association.
Later, hearing about many organizations establishing themselves in Furnace Castle, she rechecked with a new map but still found none, thus disregarding the idea.
"Yes, it was just built yesterday."
"Was it just built yesterday!" Kreya’s voice turned sowhat excited upon hearing Kane’s words.
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