The time was the afternoon of this day, the hot sun made Roger temporarily extinguished the idea of going back to the jungle to explore, but instead bought a lot of ice cream from the club's restaurant and gave a bowl to each of his alien.
Even Lulu and Momo are no exception, although they have never seen what this is, but see Hill eats very enjoyable, also a little bit of learning to lick it up.
Roger likewise held a bowl of creamy ice cream with raspberries and cookies, and while eating it, he browsed the news of Parry on his computer.
"The city of San Buffy is holding a sailing competition, and the organizers are providing sailing boats at a uniform rate."
Such a news item caught Roger's attention, and as a skipper, Roger happened to sail a sailboat, and immediately decided to fill in the information and sign up for the competition.
In fact, Roger came to Parry, a beautiful habitable planet, in addition to escape from the growing political struggle around Fissile on the planet Hecal, but also not without the meaning of vacation in it.
After all, the surface water resources of Hecal, the ocean lakes and rivers, all these things have been completely depleted for some reason, and the local water is solved by mining asteroid ice rocks and imports.
As for surfing, that was part of his university studies completed on other planets and was a type of physical education elective.
The contest was scheduled for a few weeks later, when summer in Parry was coming to an end and the water was as warm as ever, minimizing the risk to the participants.
Thinking about the tournament, Roger did not notice that Fissile had sat beside himself and handed over a GamePad.
"Roger, play the game, together."
"Huh? Good."
From the reverie of sea water and sea breeze, Roger took the GamePad, in the laboratory equipped with a rest area and Fissler played two games of racing, followed by several other aliens that can also use the GamePad, and played a restaurant simulator, fighting, shooting and many other games, unknowingly into the night.
Because it was really a little late to play, Roger unexpectedly found that the Buffy Collector's Club actually does not provide regular meals at night, so he had to prepare separate pre-made feeds for his aliens for dinner, and go to the nearby night market himself to see what was suitable for his dinner, as suggested by the club waiter.
Wearing a light gray short-sleeved shirt and lace-up shorts, with sandals on the stone pavement that still had the residual heat left by the day's insolation, Roger hurried to the night market.
He didn't have to walk a few steps before he could faintly see some colorful neon lights spreading from afar, lighting up a large part of the night sky, which he thought was the location of the night market.
When he got closer, as expected, the pedestrian street prepared for the opening of the night on both sides of a different decoration, unique style of small cafés have been in front of the open space to set up tables and chairs, to entertain guests from other cities, and even other planets.
In the middle of the pedestrian street, there is a special space reserved for food trucks, so that these mobile cafés opened at dusk, selling dinner, snacks and breakfast by the same place, can show guests the sailor temperament of San Buffy as a seaside city.
Roger's stomach has long been hungry and thirsty, immediately found a food truck at random and walked towards it.
Although it was already past dinner time, the Buffy citizens and tourists who came out for a late night snack to find a snack were equally bustling, and he even waited in line for a few minutes before he got the chance to order a meal.
Looking at the menu, he saw that it also had the same seafood pancakes that Hill had eaten in the morning, and as an extremely common specialty snack in Santa Fe, it seemed that every stall made seafood pancakes.
Roger was immediately happy to order one, then swiped his card to pay and casually found a seat to wait for his meal.
After about ten minutes, a waiter recruited from the commercial street came over with his order of double-add bacon and seafood pancakes and a large glass of beer.
He used a knife to cut the outer crust of the pancake, and the rich aroma immediately exploded and gushed out from inside, whetting Roger's appetite to the greatest extent.
After eating the savory and delicious simple meal, Roger wiped his mouth and thought he could still take a walk outside and see what else was good and interesting in this night market.
Captain Roger, who raised a group of 'good children', has a large part of his living expenses are used to purchase food and toys.
Walk all the way to see, and now and then buy something, Roger's two hands soon carried a large and small bags.
But more attractive than the various stores, Roger is still those trainers and collectors who bring aliens to the night market to eat, drink and be merry. To be honest he was envious of this, but he was also aware that many of the aliens he took with him could not appear in public places.
But he should have at least brought Hill out to play.
After thinking about it, he gave up the idea again, because as long as Hill came out to play once today, he would think of running out to play every day afterwards, and it would be hard to lock an electronic alien with electronic access control.
To some extent, they are a group.
The second half of the pedestrian mall has fewer stores, but the space is not wasted. The San Buffy government puts this perfectly located venue up for bid on a regular basis and welcomes any performance group that completes registration to hold a show here.
Today's performance was held by a local performing arts company, and in addition to some of the more common items, there was an alien performance segment.
First up was a Jenkin, a combat alien that has no legs, but instead of having the ability to float, it moves through two upper limbs that are longer than his body and shaped like picks.
This is an extremely rare alien in Parry and some nearby planets, even Roger is the first time to see in reality.
And it confronted a Buraku, the same combat aliens, originated on the plateau of the planet Parry, about a meter, extremely thick body, no head, mouth eyes and nose are growing in the chest, skin reveals a rubbery rough texture.
The dramatic fight between the two was extremely exciting, with Jenkin's rapid movements and moves, forcing the seemingly dumb Buraku to dodge and dodge in a series of close calls.
Suddenly, the field of Buraku showed an exaggerated treacherous smile, a grab Jenkin attack did not have time to retrieve an arm, forcefully swung Jenkin in the air several times, and then threw up high.
After Buraku threw Jenkin out, it stood in place and looked upward, for a long time but did not see Jenkin fall, the action pompous wipe the shoulders above the face, after all, it has no head, to express its confusion.
Just then, a shadow quietly appeared from behind him and silently attacked, but again at the last moment it rolled on the ground to avoid it.
The two aliens fought and chased each other off the stage, followed by a cute little guy who walked on two feet and looked like a rabbit.
This little cutie didn't even walk onto the stage by itself, but was carried up by a few big, strong aliens, along with the blade under its feet.
It was a thirty-foot-high climbing frame with countless sharp blades stuck in it. In order to show the sharpness of the blade, the staff also used a piece of worn out clothing on it to test, the blade easily cut through the cloth.
Then, without waiting for anyone's reaction, the cute little rabbit, almost only a foot tall, stepped on these sharp blades and began a series of tense and exciting jumping performances. Although the audiences below the stage shrieks as it moves one after another, but it is always at ease, as if climbing not a terrible torture device full of blades, but an ordinary tree.
"It's actually Qi, what a powerful little rabbit."
Outsiders see the action, insiders see the truth. Roger knew that any combat aliens would not be easily injured by an ordinary blade, but he also did not expect that this rabbit actually possessed the ability to use Qi.
It was a mysterious energy that belonged exclusively to the combat aliens, with many different names, but he preferred to call it Qi.
Using this energy, the rabbit had to create a protection for the part of its body that came into contact with the blade, making it impossible for the sharp blade to harm it.
Although it sounds good, this technique tends to favor only those combat aliens who have a combination of talent, will and a good foundation, allowing them to resist all kinds of damage and have incredible abilities.
Otherwise, relying solely on their physical bodies, they would find it difficult to confront aliens who can use lasers, flames, ultra-low temperatures, and even telekinesis.
And it's also difficult to distinguish them from ordinary aliens.
The show ended with this cute bunny showing off his skills, punching and kicking all the countless steel swords on the shelf, and leaping up from the stage, landing directly on the top of the thirty-foot-high climbing frame, bowing to the crowd, and then being carried away.
Not to mention how excited and shouted at this by the general audience, even Roger, a knowledgeable and avid interstellar travel collector, felt like an eye-opener, and if he wasn't carrying a lot of heavy merchandise, he wanted to clap as loudly as the audience around him.
The anticipation of the next alien made Roger stop in his tracks and continue to watch what else was on show below.