Chapter 558: On the brink of war

"You... why... treat me so well...?"
Holding the cantaloupe in his hand, Fang Ran, who was thinking of when he chopped it off, was shocked when he heard the words of the girl opposite.
He looked across to him, holding a watermelon in his hand, a girl in coarse linen clothes, pursing his lips, and rubbing the cloth-wrapped legs unconsciously against each other, rummaged in his mind to piece together sentences, a little cautious, A little uneasy.
Suddenly receiving excessive kindness and help from people who don't know each other, it's reasonable to be nervous and uneasy.
However, Fang Ran, you have already decided,
Even if there are many things that you don’t know, even if so many questions are hidden in the fog of time, it is not even clear whether what is in front of you is the real history or the illusion of the scene.
But since the scene gives you enough time to return to the ice and sea battlefield, what you need to do,
Just let the girl in front of you, don’t worry if you can save half a piece of brown bread today for the coming winter...
"Ah... that..."
The young man holding a cantaloupe in one hand scratched his head with a particularly unreliable look, then blinked and asked:
"Ling, you are Italian and Huaxia...Is it right? The mixed race in the Far East, right?"
Ling, who was suddenly asked this question by Fang Ran, hesitated, then nodded.
Fang Ran has never forgotten this era, he is a complete stranger to Ling, so he originally wanted to get along with Ling slowly and then find a reason to explain this problem.
But now that he was asked, he also prepared an excuse in advance.
"My elders have told me since I was young that I have a relative here who married the locals and gave birth to children, so they told me that I must come here to find them when I have time."
Throwing a cantaloupe in his hand like a ball, Fang Ran scratched his cheek embarrassedly and smiled:
"But there was a robber on the way, and everything was snatched away. I couldn't see anything at night. I finally came to this village reluctantly. I couldn't walk anymore and fell in the stable."
"Fortunately, I still found you. Otherwise, if I am not familiar with my life and I still don't speak Italian, I'm really in crisis."
After speaking, he spread his hands and sighed, as if fortunately it was not the worst situation.
The girl sitting on the stump opposite to him listened to his bumpy journey in a daze. She was silent for a while and then asked in disbelief:
"Are you a father... from the family... from?"
"Yeah, I'm his brother."
Fang Ran answered invariably with a smile on his face, Haiji’s elegant figure was jumping dexterously on the ground behind him, pecking the ground from time to time.
As long as Ling asked him what her father's name was, she immediately liberated the night cruise and activated Haiji's ability to read and think.
But to Fang Ran's surprise, when he heard his answer, Ling nodded in an unbelievable way, gave a weak hmm, then lowered her head and continued to bite the watermelon.
Fang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled at her:
"Don't worry, I will take good care of you."
"Ok..."
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In the old world, life has become extremely simple,
Especially in remote farms where there is nothing else, Yierzhong, which was born because it is close enough to the wheat fields for farming, does not have any means of entertainment. Everyone just works every day.
A glass of beer in the tavern in the evening is not a good drink, the rough and loud chats and the naps during rest are probably all these people's leisure time.
Life is actually very simple. The truth is very clear here in this era.
In fact, people only need food and a place to sleep. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. There are no other complexities that stem from desires and troubles. They strip away fame and fortune and return to the essence of survival.
Everyday life has become as simple as getting up, going to the ranch, going to the forest, going to the stream, going to the tavern, and going to bed.
Two or three days have passed since I left the battlefield on the icy sea. Irrie, who was already very young, everyone knows. The little mixed-race girl who has been wandering here suddenly has one more person who doesn’t know from Where did she take care of her youth.
[Remaining time of time inheritance: unknown]
The time column on the system interface still shows unknown. This is probably the longest scene that Fang Ran has 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 a pleasant weather just looking at the sky,
"Ling! Go to your side, stop that guy quickly, don't let it go!!"
Probably in a small branch of the Po River near Ill, expensive leather boots and worn-out cloth shoes are lined up on the yellowed grassland. Young people and girls are standing barefoot in the stream where their ankles are covered. Slowly leaning against the surface of the water,
A containment attack was launched against a target traveling through a transparent stream.
The figure of the fish dexterously passed through the gap between the stones and rushed upstream. The bare-footed girl standing there saw it coming, and she was still a little hurried, not knowing what to do, and she bent down in a panic. Grab it,
However, he didn't catch it, just pushed it back to Fang Ran's direction.
Seeing this cargo come over again, Fang Ran's eyes flashed, adjusted his posture, his eyes locked on its next move, and a second before it was about to reach his feet, his hands suddenly plunged into the clear water!
Then the fish managed to escape without catching anything,
Before leaving, he used his tail to shake his pants of water...
Fang Ran, holding the corners of his pants and sleeves of his shirt, froze suddenly.
On the bank of the yellowed grass, he was pecking at the elegant and delicate black feathers on his body with his beak. Mullin, who was taking care of his wet feathers, jumped to Haiji's side, leaning on its wings. It seems to be urging you...
Haiji glanced at Fang Ran, whose movements were frozen, and had to scream, taking advantage of the time when the girl turned and waited for the next target, flapping her wings and fluttering quickly across the water, her claws crossed the transparent water. In the place below, grabbed the target that was about to escape and threw it to the shore near Fang Ran.
Bang...
The little fish who had just been caught out of the water didn’t know how to be caught and was struggling to jump back into the water. Fang Ran, a salted fish dived and jumped on it, and while holding the trophy again, tears in his heart. Flowing.
Ashamed, he, Fang Ran, a dignified C-level powerhouse...
No one's own summons can catch fish very well.
It's really sad to think about it...
Holding down the sixth fish that Haiji and Mullin helped him to catch, Fang Ran sighed in her heart, thinking about the refraction of the water surface that the physics teacher said, you can only catch it by catching under the shadow. It sounds simple. It’s not like that at all in actual operation.
Looking at Xiang Xiang who was still in the stream, with cloth strips wrapped around her bare legs, the hem of the linen coat was tied around her waist, the clear and bright figure in the sun shouted triumphantly:
"OK! Ling, I caught another one, let's go, let's start the meal, let's grill the fish!!"
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The world is limited, but people are not.
With the emergence of ships and muskets in the long river of history, the word'colonial' was born, and the development of capital ideas became stronger and stronger under the footsteps of colonization. Finally, in the period of transition to its ultimate stage of imperialism, irreconcilable contradiction.
The colonies and semi-colonies of Asia, Africa, Latin America were basically divided up by the great powers, the contradictions between the old and the new colonialism were intensified, the economic development of the various imperialists was not balanced, and the division of order was not equal.
The war that swept over 30 countries and 1.5 billion people constituted the war that appeared in the textbook, which directly impacted the term "humanity" itself.
In Il’s only pub with a few tables and a man reselling beer, farmers who had finished a day of farming gathered here to order a beer that tasted bad but was also cheap.
Before the little mixed-race girl whom their women didn't want to see offered them a glass of wine, she boasted and teased that chatting was the last scene before night every day.
It's just a bit different today.
The tavern was a little too quiet. The farmers were crowded close to the edge, some even stood, and the man who sold the wine was a little nervous behind the counter, and occasionally looked up.
On the best table in the room, sitting at the moment are three outsiders who are obviously not Il.
The man sitting on the most central chair is wearing light gray clothes, a much better fabric and more fashionable tailoring than the linen worn by the farmer. His hat has good workmanship, a leather visor and a moisture-proof dome. What was left was a black scabbard saber representing his status as an officer.
Next to him are a sergeant wearing an iron dome hat, draped with popular items in the army, a 1912-style shawl, with a collar that can be erected and draped in front, and a sergeant wearing a cloth on the shoulder to prevent luggage Corporal in the fallen tunic~EbookFREE.me~ They are in the army.
For this remote small village that cannot be remote, this is the people they can't even look up to.
But they, who kept all the farmers silent, didn't look good at this moment.
"This is the ninth battle, but we have lost more than the enemy. The thing is that I should go back and explain the battle to those lords, that broken car!"
The sergeants and corporals beside him wisely did not speak, and they were silent while understanding the anger of their chief.
The most recent battle was a full three consecutive battles. In the east and south of Gorizia, due to bad weather, insufficient artillery and shortage of troops, they lost more than 70,000 casualties, while the Austrian casualties were 52,000. people.
To make matters worse, they originally planned to go to Delil, but the locomotive stalled because of insufficient fuel.
I can only find the farmers in the nearest wheat fields and let them bring themselves here.
Even if it is remote, it cannot be denied 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 most painful one,
It will always be the people at the bottom who are unable to resist.
The young girl with cloth wrapped around her arm and her hair tied with straw rope carefully held the beer tray and placed it on their table.
The officer grabbed the glass rudely and took a gulp of beer, seeming to want to relieve the irritation in his chest, but he frowned vigorously.
The crude taste made him vomit out of his mouth directly, and then vented his anger in a low voice:
"You give me this kind of thing!?"
Raising his arm, he arrogantly threw the glass with the remaining drink to the girl!