Fangran, who was holding the cantaloupe in his hand and thinking about cutting it up, was stunned when he heard the words of the girl opposite him.
He looked at the girl opposite him, holding a watermelon in her hand and wearing coarse linen clothes. She pursed her lips, and her legs wrapped in cloth unconsciously rubbed against each other.
I rummaged through my mind to piece together the sentences, feeling a little nervous and a little uneasy.
It’s natural to feel nervous and uneasy when you suddenly receive excessive kindness and help from people you don’t know.
However, Fangran, you have already decided,
Even if there are still many things that we don’t know, even if there are so many questions hidden in the mists of time, and we don’t even know whether what we see in front of us is real history or an illusion of the scene,
But since the scene gives you enough time to return to the ice sea battlefield, what you need to do is,
Just to let the girl in front of me not worry about whether she can save half a piece of black bread today for the coming winter...
"Ah... that..."
The young man holding a cantaloupe in one hand scratched his head with a particularly unreliable expression, then blinked and asked:
"Ling, you are Italian and Chinese...no, you are a mixed race from the Far East, right?"
Ling, who was suddenly asked this question by Fang Ran, hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
Fangran has never forgotten this era. He was a complete stranger to Ling, so he originally wanted to get to know Ling slowly first and then find a reason to explain this problem.
But since he was asked, he had prepared his words in advance.
"My elders have told me since I was a child that a relative of mine married a local and had children here, so they told me that I must come here to look for them when I have time,"
Throwing the cantaloupe in his hand like a ball, Fangran scratched his cheek in embarrassment and said with a smile:
"However, I encountered robbers on the way there and everything was robbed. I couldn't see anything clearly at night and finally managed to reach this village. I couldn't walk anymore and fell down in the stable."
"But fortunately, I still found you. Otherwise, since I am not familiar with this place and I can't speak Italian, I would really be in crisis."
After saying that, he spread his hands and sighed, as if he was glad that it was not the worst situation.
The girl sitting on the tree stump opposite listened to his bumpy journey in a daze. She was silent for a moment and then asked in disbelief:
"Are you from my father's family?"
"Yeah, I'm his brother."
Fangran answered with a smile on his face. Haiji's elegant figure was dancing nimbly on the ground behind him, pecking the ground from time to time.
As long as Ling asks him what her father's name is, he will immediately liberate the Night Patrol and activate Haiji's ability to read thoughts.
But to Fangran's surprise, after hearing his answer, Ling nodded in disbelief, hummed weakly, then lowered her head and continued to bite the watermelon in small mouths.
Fangran breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at her:
"Don't worry, I will take good care of you."
"Um..."
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In the old world, life has become extremely simple,
Especially in remote farms where there is nothing else, Iljoong, which was born because it is close enough to the wheat fields, has no means of entertainment. Everyone is just working every day.
A cup of not-so-drinking beer in the pub in the evening, rough and loud chatting, and taking a nap during breaks are probably all the leisure time these people have.
The principle that life is actually very simple is extremely clear in this era.
In fact, people only need food and a place to sleep to survive. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. There are no other complications stemming from desires, needs, and worries. Stripping away fame and fortune returns to the essence of survival.
Everyday life has become as simple as getting up, going to the pasture, to the forest, to the stream, to the tavern, and then to sleep.
Two or three days have passed since they left the battlefield on the ice sea. Everyone knew that Iri, who was already very small,
The little mixed-race girl who had been wandering here suddenly had a young man who came from nowhere to take care of her.
[Remaining time of time inheritance: unknown]
The time column on the system interface still shows Unknown. This is probably the longest scene Fangran has ever experienced.
And he still doesn’t know how long it will last,
But he didn't care.
It's the end of autumn, a sunny afternoon,
It’s such a good weather that just looking at the sky makes you feel happy.
"Ling! He's running over to you. Stop that guy quickly and don't let him escape!!"
Near Ile, probably in a small branch of the Po River, expensive leather boots and worn-out cloth shoes are lined up side by side on the yellow grass.
The young man and the girl were standing barefoot in the stream that was up to their ankles, slowly leaning their waists toward the water.
Launch a containment attack on a target traveling through transparent water.
The figure of the swimming fish nimbly passed through the gaps between the stones and rushed upstream. The barefooted girl standing over there was still a little confused when she saw it coming, not knowing what to do. She bent down in a panic and faced
grab it,
But he didn't catch it, he just forced it back to Fangran's direction.
Watching this thing come over again, Fangran's eyes flashed, he adjusted his posture, his eyes were locked on its next move, and the second before it was about to reach his feet, he suddenly reached into the clear water with his hands!
Then the fish managed to escape without catching anything.
Before leaving, I used my tail to flick him all over his pants...
Fangran, who was holding up his trousers and shirt sleeves, froze in that position.
On the bank of the yellowing grass, Mullin, who was pecking at the elegant and delicate black feathers on his body with his beak and taking care of his slightly wet feathers, jumped to Haiji's side.
The wing leaning against it moves, as if urging you that it's your turn...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Haiji glanced at Fangran who froze in his movements, and had to shout. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the girl turned around to wait for the next target, he flapped his wings.
The water surface fluttered rapidly,
Both claws passed through the transparent water under the fish shadow, grabbed the target that was about to escape, and threw it to the shore near Fangran.
Bang bang...
The little fish that had just been caught out of the water had no idea how it was caught. It was jumping hard and wanted to jump back into the water. Fangran, a salted fish dived and pounced on it.
While holding on to this trophy again, I burst into tears.
It's embarrassing to say that he, Fang Ran, is a powerful C-level man...
Not as good at catching fish as your own summons.
It's really a sad thing to think about...
Holding down the sixth fish in his hand, Mullin helped him catch the fish. Fangran let out a long sigh in his heart, thinking about the refraction of the water surface mentioned by the physics teacher. You can only catch something by grabbing under the shadow. It sounds simple.
It turned out that it was completely different in actual operation.
Looking at the clear and bright figure still in the stream, with cloth strips wrapped around his bare legs and the hem of his linen coat tied around his waist, he shouted proudly:
"OK! Ling, I caught another one, let's go, dinner is ready, let's grill the fish!!"
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The world is limited, but people are not.
As ships and muskets appeared in the long river of history, the word "colony" was born, and the development of capital ideas became stronger and stronger in the footsteps of colonization.
Finally, irreconcilable contradictions arose during the period of transition to imperialism, its ultimate stage.
Under the background that the colonies and semi-colonies in Asia, Africa, and Latin America have basically been carved up by the great powers, the contradiction between old and new colonialism has intensified, the economic development of various imperialisms is uneven, and the division of order is unequal,
The war that appeared in the textbooks swept more than 30 countries and had a population of 1.5 billion, directly impacting the word "humanity" itself.
In the only tavern in Il with a few tables and a man selling beer, farmers gathered here after a hard day's work to get a cup of beer that tasted bad but was cheap.
Before the little mixed-race girl, who was disliked by the women here, brought them wine glasses, she boasted, joked and chatted, which was the last scene before night every day.
But today is a little different.
The tavern was a little too quiet. The farmers were crowded near the edge, and some were even standing. The man selling wine was in a nervous silence behind the counter, and only occasionally looked up.
Sitting at the best table in the room were three outsiders who were obviously not El.
The man sitting on the chair in the center is wearing light gray clothes, made of far better fabric and more fashionable tailoring than the linen the farmers wear.
His hat has good workmanship and a leather visor and moisture-proof dome. At hand is a black sheath saber that represents his officer status.
Beside him were a sergeant wearing an iron yarmulke, a popular item in the army, a 1912 shawl with a collar that could be turned up and draped in front, and a sergeant wearing a roll at the shoulder to protect his luggage.
Corporal with dropped tunic.
They are people in the military.
For this small and remote village, these are people they can't even look up to.
But they, who kept all the farmers silent, didn't look good on their faces at the moment.
"This is already the ninth battle, but we have lost more than the enemy. What's disgusting is that I was asked to go back and explain the situation to those gentlemen. That damn broken car!"
The sergeants and corporals beside him wisely did not speak. They understood their commander's anger very well and remained silent.
The latest battles were three consecutive battles, fought in areas east and south of Gorizia amid bad weather and insufficient artillery and manpower shortages.
They suffered 70,000 casualties, while the Austrian casualties were 52,000.
To make matters worse, they originally planned to go to Delierzhen, but their locomotive stalled due to insufficient fuel.
You can only find the farmers in the nearest wheat fields and ask them to bring you here.
Even though the location is remote, it is undeniable that
What exists in this era...is the most chaotic war.
The most distinctive feature of war is that no matter who wins or loses, the one who suffers the most is
They are always the ones at the bottom who are unable to resist.
The girl with a cloth wrapped around her arm and her hair tied with a straw rope carefully held the plate with beer and placed it on their table.
The officer roughly grabbed the cup and took a big sip of beer, as if trying to relieve the anger in his chest, but he frowned hard.
The bad taste made him spit it out, and then he vented his anger and shouted:
"You just give me something like this!?"
Raising his arm, he arrogantly threw the glass with the wine still in it towards the girl!
