Attack on Titan: My World

System prompt: [Wild boars] often appear in the Giant Tree Forest. They are the overlords of the grasslands at this stage (843-845). They specialize in ambushing and attacking pedestrians, but they do not eat people. Sometimes, they will attack ranches in groups, causing a lot of losses to the local area.

"You beast! Don't hurt anyone!"

In a flash, an arrow shot between it, Wang Lun and Christa, and a loud voice came from the forest.

"Hmph..."

The wild boar made a high-pitched sound, which sounded very much like the scream of someone being hit by a stick.

The wild boar paused for a moment, and seeing that there was no one else around, it wanted to attack Wang Lun and his men again.

"middle!"

The loud voice was heard again, and an arrow flew out again, this time hitting its left thigh steadily.

"Woooo..."

The wild boar knelt on the ground, unable to charge any further, and made faint sounds, as if it was crying or begging for mercy.

"What a beast!"

Wang Lun looked at his right leg and cursed it in his heart, as if it deserved it.

Only then did Wang Lun see the wild boar clearly. It was dark all over, with fat flesh and very developed leg muscles. Now, its legs were injured and it could no longer charge, and it could not even move.

“No wonder it runs so fast!”

Wang Lun looked at it and couldn't help but marvel.

"Ha ha……"

At this time, a sturdy figure walked out of the woods on the right side of the ancient road, accompanied by endless laughter.

"Wow!"

Wang Lun looked closely and saw that the man was about 180 cm tall, with gray beard and hair, but a very strong body, which aroused Wang Lun's amazement.

"Grandpa, thank you!"

Christa stepped forward to thank him.

"You're welcome, little sister."

The old man approached the wild boar, took back the bow and arrow, put it into the quiver on his back, glanced at Christa, and told him not to be polite.

"This time the harvest is not small. Haha..."

The old man laughed again, always looking confident and complacent.

Wang Lun looked at him and it was as if he saw Huang Zhong on TV.

"Hearing is worse than seeing. I think Huang Zhong in the Three Kingdoms period probably looked like this. I am old enough to let go of the youthful madness, holding Huang on my left and Cang on my right, wearing a brocade hat and a sable coat, riding a thousand horses across the plain... I can draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf in the sky."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wang Lun, who was lying on the ground, recalled the poem "Jiangchengzi: Hunting in Mizhou" by Su Shi, a poet of the Song Dynasty.

"Old General... No, the old gentleman is still strong and healthy."

[Academic Master] Wang Lun imitated the scholars and praised the old man's bravery, but he made a mistake at the beginning and corrected it immediately.

"Uh……"

The old man who was looking at the wild boar turned around and looked at Wang Lun, and was speechless for a moment.

"Look at your accent. It doesn't sound like us Westerners (locals)."

The old man is worthy of his experience of seeing countless people, he said to Wang Lun.

"The old man is indeed very insightful. I have traveled through time from about two thousand years in the future."

Seeing that the old man had offered his help to rescue him, Wang Lun frankly revealed his true identity.

"Hahaha……"

The old man stood up, ignored the wild boar, and looked at Wang Lun and laughed.

"Why is the old man laughing?"

Wang Lun touched his head, expressing his confusion.

"Young people should not talk nonsense. I am seventy-five years old. I have never heard of what you said."

The old man then added.

"Haha, you've stayed in the woods your whole life. How could you possibly know about the outside world and the future?"

Seeing that the old man didn't believe it, Wang Lun could only laugh in his heart.

"Your archery skills are pretty good!"

Having said that, Wang Lun still admired the old man's archery skills and continued to use his [mouth-to-mouth technique].

"That's right. When I was young, I could pull a 500-jin bow, and my arrows could pierce the enemy's armor within a hundred steps."

The old man proudly spoke of his heroic deeds of the past.

"Well, this old man is indeed an old Huang Zhong from another world! I remember in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, in the story of [Lü Bu] shooting the halberd at the gate, Lü Bu used his archery skills to quell a war. In that story, [Zhang Fei] and [Ji Ling] could both shoot bows weighing hundreds of pounds, but Lü Bu was even more amazing, he could shoot an arrow through a willow leaf from a hundred steps away, and even shot the [Fang Tian Hua Ji] from a hundred and twenty steps away."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wang Lun continued to be in a daze, thinking about the things about Lu Bu in the history books, and exploring the possibility of the old man's words.

"elder brother!"

Christa patted Wang Lun.

Wang Lun came back to his senses and continued to ask the old man in front of him: "Excuse me, where are you from and where are you going?"

"I am now a [hunter] in the forest. I have settled down here since I retired. It has been more than ten years now."

The old man told his story.

"retire?"

Wang Lun was puzzled and began to ask questions.

"Brother, you don't know that we also have a retirement system here. For example, men are 65 and women are 60."

Seeing Wang Lun's confusion, Christa helped to explain.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you guys, but with your work schedule, you can probably only make it to fifty."

Wang Lun complained about the exploitative system here in his heart.

It is true that "one who is dressed in silk and satin is not a silkworm farmer."

The work system at Reis Ranch (9am to 9pm) will tire people out sooner or later.

When on the ranch, although Westerners eat bread as their staple food, poor Christa only ate bread and milk for three meals a day. How could he have eaten mutton and beef?

"Could it be that malnutrition makes Christa so short?"

Thinking of this, Wang Lun looked dishonestly at Christa's right leg, that white right leg.

"I mean, what did you do before that?"

Wang Lun then asked a question.

Wang Lun only wanted to verify two things. First, the old man's origin. Second, why the old man was so strong.

"Hahaha……"

The old man laughed as usual and continued, "I am a retired soldier from the Garrison Corps. It must have been a long time ago."

That’s true. The old man is now in his seventies and has been retired for more than ten years.

"I used to be a non-commissioned officer in the corps. Oh, let's just forget about the past..."

The old man seemed to be hesitant to speak, and his words contained a sense of pride as a soldier, but also a sense of humiliation as a soldier.

“This is an old man with a story!”

Wang Lun listened to the old man speak, holding his chin and thinking.

"Grandpa, do you have something to say that is difficult to hide?"

Christa had been watching the show on the side, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but interrupt.

"Are they afraid that we might leak the secret? After all, everything in the military is confidential!"

Wang Lun interprets it from an old man's perspective.

"That's not true. I am proud of my military career and have lived an upright life, but I am also ashamed of my current life as a soldier!"

The old man waved his hands, with a hint of excitement in his words.

"May I ask your real name, sir?"

Seeing that the old man had something to hide, Christa changed the subject and asked his name.

"I'll stick with my name. My name is Aaron Browne!"

The old hero said proudly, with an upright look.