Отец Оставил Братьям Флот И Рудники, А Мне — Мёртвую Пустыню. Он Не Знал, Что Я Геолог Из 21 Века

They left him a desert, 400 km of sand, two wells, one dry, the other salty, and a debt of 200,000 crowns that was supposed to be kill him faster than thirst. To the older brother the fleet departed, 40 ships and the entire southern route. The middle mines of the Gray Ridge, 3,000 workers, iron and silver vein.

The younger one has the province of Carrah, the place where Not a single tree grew for 100 years. Hall laughed before the attorney finished reading line. The brothers laughed and laughed. executors, the stepmother laughed quietly, carefully, into the palm. Anselm himself laughed Valen, head of the richest trading house kingdoms, a man who started with one

boats and ended with forty ships. He called it a gift. Youngest all my life He carried stones in his pockets, here's a whole one for him country of stones. It was a joke, a good one, angry, in front of witnesses. Elias Valen no I argued, he didn't say a word at all. To understand why he was silent, you need to

go back 7 years. That day the real Elias Valen, 12 years old, flew out of the saddle on a rock slide and did not rose. He rose after 3 days, only it wasn't him anymore. In the body the boy woke up to a man who died at a depth of 80 m in a foreign country, under

rockfall in the 21st century. Field geologist, 34 years old, 12 seasons of exploration, hands that knew to the bone what it smelled like fresh core. He didn't shout to anyone. didn't prove anything. He looked around and started waiting. He was weird for 7 years the youngest, was silent at the table, read everything, until

what was he reaching for, he was picking up rubble on on the road, rubbed it in his fingers, looked at light. The servants laughed, the brothers came up with a nickname, my father once abandoned one short word to his face, Stonesop, and it stuck tightly. 7 for years he had knowledge that was worth