Overturned Tower

It is obviously a part of a slave, so it should not be that the price is not enough.It can only be a communication problem.Henryk was very remorseful.

But in the end, he still got a very advanced and smooth axe.So Henrik quickly forgot the unpleasant things before.

After cutting down the tree and carefully pushing it down, Henryk was finally relieved.

He sat on the log, picked up the corner of his clothes and wiped his sweat.He took out a boiled corn from his bosom, peeled it, and prepared to have a hearty meal.

This is the time for them to harvest corn.But fresh corn is better than sun-dried corn.After this season, it is not so easy to eat fresh corn.

Usually, they can eat a lot.Tomatoes, corn, radishes, potatoes, beans, amaranth... relying on the exchange of crops with the surrounding villages, each year will be better than the previous year.

But in winter, it will become extra difficult.

Even if preparations are made every winter, many people will die.Some died of freezing, some died of starvation, and some died of fire, smoked by charcoal fire, houses blocked by snow, sick and dead... venturing out in winter is also the main cause of death.After the autumn harvest, those radiated beasts could not find food for a long time, and they would also become very manic.If there is a smell that accidentally leaks out, the Radiant Beast may break in directly through the wall.

They would stockpile firewood, seal the windows, and stay home to survive on their stockpiles of food.Radiation beasts in winter are extremely ferocious, and hunters are unwilling to catch them, and the smell of blood is difficult to deal with—the water in the river will freeze to death in winter.If you want some meaty taste in your mouth, you have to rely on those smoked bacon sausages.

Those radiated beasts that roam outside to eat crops, farmers, loggers, and hunters may look ugly, twisted, and scary, but after being skinned, the meat inside is still edible.On weekdays, it is also a rare delicacy.

As for clean beef, they are definitely not willing to eat it... Milk is already an extremely expensive food. In most cases, beef can only be eaten by the elderly, pregnant women, hunters who are seriously injured and dying, and the smartest children .The rest are sold to Sky Islanders in exchange for medicines, advanced tools and engineering parts they cannot produce, and some seeds that are very useful after breeding.

In late autumn, the labor force of the whole village will go out together, and even set up some traps with the surrounding villages to catch those radiation beasts that are a little bit intelligent but not smart enough.

Their meat is cured and smoked; their intestines are also taken out, washed, stuffed with blood and bits of offal, and hung out to dry.In winter, relying on the melted snow, taking out some air-dried meat and vegetables, and cooking a pot of hot soup, you can survive the wind and snow for a while longer.

The little electricity left in the village has to be used to ensure the low-temperature storage of the most precious medicines.There is no wind or water in their village, so the old scholar made a human-powered power generation device, relying on the children to ride their bicycles, they can also get a small amount of electricity.The extra electricity is generally used to keep babies warm or to ensure the safety of childbirth operations.

It's all about continuation.

If there is no "baby room", the infant mortality rate will at least double; without the delivery and treatment of Madam Li, the probability of infection and death of pregnant women is not low.

All adults respect these old people who have survived from the old times.

Scholars, priests, old hunters... almost as long as the old people who survived, they have more or less unique skills.

Young people will use a hanging bacon and a hanging sausage to give these old people who have no access to food, hoping that they can teach their children some knowledge.Old people don't hide their secrets, and even teach something for free.But as the number of old people who have experienced the war of annihilation is decreasing year by year, many inheritances are gradually being lost.

It is said that Sky Islanders lived on the ground before.

Later, after the war of annihilation, they got tired of the radiation and curse on the ground and went to the sky.

Occasionally, Henrik would also think...is it really interesting to stay in the sky?

A floating island floating in the sky doesn't sound very big.Henrik had seen the island, it was a roundabout with two mountains.It can live in about seven or eight villages, and if it is denser, it can live in more than 20 villages.But then, there would be no place to raise cattle and sheep at all - so they would pay a fortune to buy cattle and sheep from the ground?In that case, why didn't they let the slaves keep cattle and sheep?

If you live in the sky, will you be stuck by the clouds when you walk on the road, and when the clouds leave the sky island and it rains, you will fall off the sky island?That's why I heard that when someone was fishing by the sea, they would also find some Sky Islanders who washed to the shore after drowning.Almost every one of them is a rich man with many advanced technologies on them.

Also, if we lived in the sky, wouldn't the sun get very hot?At night, it gets too cold again.One cold and one hot, maybe you will catch a cold.

However, the medical technology in the sky is very advanced.They probably won't get sick.However, the books on their side seem to be very expensive. The old scholar wrote the engineering technology he mastered into a book and sold it for a very high price...he just exchanged for a pair of glasses and a box of antibiotics.

It is said that it is because they lack paper that can be used to make books, because they lack wood.Then maybe the empty island is bare, there is not even a tree-the evidence is that those empty islanders who are slaves will say that they are "so beautiful" when they see the bare ground.

It is said that before the war, there were not only hundreds of trees on that mountain.Instead, thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of forests were destroyed by fire and artillery fire.But Henryk felt that maybe the old man was bragging... If the world was really so beautiful before, why didn't they build another one exactly like it on the empty island?

They could not chat with the "slaves" of the heavenly beings, but Henrik would listen in on their conversations.From their words, Henryk pieced together the appearance of an empty island:

They built the city with white marble, in which holy light shone, there were moving statues, and holy hymns echoed all the time.There are rivers leading to any place flowing on the ground, and the water in the rivers is clear and clean.

There are also Miss Mermaids swimming in the river, and angels flying high in the sky.As long as anyone has an accident, the executive department will arrive as soon as possible.There was smoke everywhere—clouds, Henrik thought—and it wasn't dark even at night, and people tried their best to make others happy, and everything that happened seemed to be covered by reporters as if they had grown wings. The ladies are delivered to everyone's bedside immediately.

They can work even without arms and limbs.Even a person who has nothing good at it can sell himself for a good price.

——And, they still have "heroes".

What an aspirational existence that is!

Born from the depths of despair, save all beings from danger.

If there were heroes in this world, then he would have admired such people when he was a child—the most encouraging thing is that anyone can become a hero.

Can I be like that too?

That's probably impossible, Henrik thought.Because he is not from Sky Island.

He couldn't even understand the words they were talking about—some nouns, he couldn't understand what they meant at all.Henrik was deeply aware that although they had only been separated for 100 years, their languages ​​were completely different.

But at this moment, Henryk suddenly heard a strange and polite voice behind him:

"May I sit here for a while, my friend?"

"Ah, yes. You can..."

Subconsciously, Henryk felt that the voice was not right.Because his words are too polite, like the kind of words that scholars would say.

And when Henryk turned around, he was stunned——

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s.

There are two deep nasolabial folds on his face, deep eye sockets and compassionate eyes.There is an illusory halo above his head, emitting a bright glow.He was wearing a dirty cloth robe, it may have been white before, but now it has revealed a dirty dark yellow.His pupils are a warm yellow color reminiscent of sunset and dusk.

This is……

"Master Angel!"

Henryk fell to his knees almost immediately, prostrating on the ground: "I, I have heard of you, the savior who returned from the old age—"

"Get up, friend."

The man's expression is calm and solemn, and his low and magnetic voice is reassuring: "There is no angel, let alone a savior. I am just a solo traveler.

"You can call me Hua Mingshu."

Chapter 31 Those Beautiful Things

The white-clothed and white-haired angel with a pitiful face sat directly on the ground opposite Henrik without any airs, at a height parallel to Henrik who was kneeling on the ground.

This made Henrik startled again.

His back was tense because of it, and the back of his head was jolted instantly as if he had been immersed in icy water in winter, and he suddenly woke up.

"You sit, you sit here—"

He hurriedly stretched out his sleeves, and carefully wiped the stumps exposed on the big tree he had just cut down.There was no dust on the stump at all, but there were many thorns.He was wearing heavy jeans and had thick skin, so naturally he didn't care about it.But it obviously couldn't let Lord Angel sit.

It didn't take long for Henrik to feel remorse—the splinters on the stake had torn his sleeve and cut his arm as he hurriedly wiped the stump.And more importantly, his blood stained the stump.

Feeling that he messed up something, Henrik regretted why he didn't cut down the tree seriously just now.

If he had just felled the tree seriously, it would not have so many burrs on it.He has such confidence in his craft.

But at this moment, in front of Lord Angel, he showed his laziness and his lack of seriousness in his work attitude.Even in front of him, saying "here please sit down", but stained it with blood.For a clean angel, this can be called a kind of harm, a kind of pollution, a kind of corruption——

This sense of guilt made Henrik feel ashamed.

but……

"Not so polite."

Hua Mingshu suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm: "Don't hurt yourself."

The illusory halo above his head exuded a faint light, which suddenly floated up, expanded in a circle, and shone with light while spinning.

A warm current rushed to the face, soaking the limbs and bones.

It was like in spring, basking in the bright sun, and the warm wind patted the face with the fragrance of flowers.People can't help but close their eyes and take a deep breath—the kind of sleepiness dug out from the cracks in the bones grows and spreads in the flesh like a sprout.

The radiance leaching from Hua Mingshu's body made the wound on Henrik's arm disappear without a trace in an instant.He even felt that all kinds of diseases on his body were cured because of this, and his body was several years younger in an instant.

Such miracles made Henryk feel deeply in awe.

In the end, when he came to his senses, he realized that he was unknowingly supported by the angel and sat on the tree stump again.Hua Mingshu was still sitting opposite him.

I can't do anything, but wasted the power of Lord Angel's Holy Order...

"Never mind. If you're feeling nervous, then as payment for the treatment, you might as well just take this—"

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression pointed to the corn in Henrik's hand, with a rare relaxed smile on his face: "Can you give me half of it?"

"Ah, how can such inferior food..."

"it does not matter."

Hua Mingshu's deep voice sounded like he was nostalgic: "I haven't eaten corn for a long time."

"...Then, this is all for you, I haven't eaten yet..."

"Come on, it sounds like I'm trying to steal your food."

The middle-aged man sighed, stretched out his hand, and broke the corn into two pieces.And handed one of them back to Henrik.

This is the corn that the angel touched——

Henryk picked it up carefully, but was reluctant to eat it.I was also worried that if the corn was touched by my dirty hands, Master Angel would hate me...

But Hua Mingshu took a bite calmly, not minding the dust on it, and it can even be said that it tastes delicious.

Seeing the legendary angel right in front of his eyes... Henrik thought of the rumor he heard a month ago.

——An angel that has not appeared for a long time, descended to the ground again.

The angel wore a simple robe, rejected weapons and guards, walked alone on the vast wilderness, touched every village, healed all the diseases and injuries he met, and listened to their past pain and future pain. desire.

None of them has forgotten.

People on land will never forget history—in the war of annihilation more than 100 years ago, they had already reached the brink of failure.

It was these angels who appeared from the other side of the sky without warning, defeated the mad mages, and brought peace to the land that was about to be destroyed.They are not entirely part of the Church, but a third party fighting in pure goodwill.

They have great respect for the church, but even more for the angels.

They may not be able to read, but they all know who their benefactor is.When they were babbling, many histories of the old era had been transformed into stories one after another, flowing into their hearts.

If this "traveler" is a Sky Islander, then he will at least reap the hostility of more than half of the land people.It is even more impossible to get real ideas and stories.

As all land people know, sky islanders are forbidden to study history.The dragon spared them survivors, allowing them to learn from the past, but the Sky Islanders could only live in the present.

In the past, people from Sky Island and even elves set foot on the ground, seeking the hidden history.

Yet all they get is silence and hostility.

The people of Sky Island live so well, but they come to the land to seek the truth from the "abandoned" who live in poverty—then why do they hand over this truth that has been passed down from generation to generation?

When the other party completed the task of exploration and research, and returned to the empty island... They are still masters, enjoying countless cattle and sheep, clear water, praying in the marble temple, and drinking clear water. water and wine.And they are still living on the ground in a daze.

Is this fair?

This is not fair.

People's awe of the Sky Islanders is based on fear and alienation of them; and their flattery and obedience to the Sky Islanders is based on the expectation of "ascension to the Sky Island".If these things were removed, what would be left?

Perhaps only hatred and jealousy.

——But to be honest, Henrik didn't think that kind of hatred would be too strong.Because everyone has adapted to this kind of life now...

However, if the traveler is an "angel", it will be different.

It is precisely because Hua Mingshu is an angel that he is recognized and respected by people.Only then will they be willing to accept Hua Mingshu's help, and express those words and wishes from the bottom of their hearts.

After more than an hour of chatting, Qiuri gradually climbed to the highest point.And Henryk gradually became less nervous.

It is said to be a chat, but in fact he is basically talking non-stop alone-he was also a talkative person:

"...I've actually already thought about it. I will work harder this year and build a new house for my family. The previous one was too crowded, and it was okay when there were only three of us, but now my brother and I are married. , had her own child. Eight pairs of feet squeezed on two beds, somewhat unseemly.

"I have almost saved the wood in the summer. Before the big hunting day, I will distribute some wood to the old carpenter and ask him to help with the new furniture. Together with my father, I can build the house in about a month or so. I think Well, there is no need to build a stone house, and the wooden house is easy to expand. If there are more people in the family in the future, it can be built along the door.

"—We all live together, and we can take care of each other when we have something to do. When we are free, we can play cards and chess together. We can also grow some radishes and cabbages in the backyard. Dad also likes to tell stories. When the time comes You can build another small shed for him, and tell stories to the children in the village at the door.

"I heard that the old men in the village plan to build a tea field and want to exchange some tea seeds from the old men in the sky. I don't know what tea is... but it is said that it can make water like wine A good thing to drink. The days are always getting better."

"Since you have your own plans for the future...then I have a question for you."

Hua Mingshu suddenly asked: "Suppose I give you a chance now... let the people from Sky Island come down and live in your village; let some people in your village—such as you—go to live in Sky Island, Would you like to?"

Hearing this, Henryk froze for a moment.

He soon realized that it wasn't the angel who was making fun of him.

"...Can I think about it?"

"I just hope you can think about it carefully, and then tell me the answer in your heart."

The middle-aged man said very seriously.

So, Henryk started his brain after a long absence, and thought about it very seriously.