a century ago,
1916.
The world is actually older than you think,
The things you are accustomed to may all fade away in the hundred years when the wheel of history turns forward, and the world regresses back to what you don't know at all.
Like the old photos full of color in black and white film, it exudes a dusty smell of time.
But it's still vast,
People who don't know the name call it the 'Far East'. The revolution that broke out four years ago ended the feudal monarchy that lasted for more than 2,000 years. The person who stole the fruits of the revolution just died of illness this year. The blood and thoughts of the martyrs evolved vigorously on that land,
The same is true in this land. The influence of the second industrial revolution still remains. The further increase in productivity brings about the same contradictions of unbalanced development of capitalism. The ambitious country in the center provoked the first world war.
But it's also small,
There are several staggered dirt and stone streets, more than 20 houses that look very simple, some with small signs, wells for drawing water, wooden fences for raising livestock, and boxes for farm tools.
There are empty carriages piled with hay on the yellowed grass of the pasture, old windmills on the edge of the river, and further away are the roads that extend to nowhere and the golden wheat fields that cannot see the edge...
Fangran was floating in the air, his torn windbreaker fluttering slightly, it looked different from the background knowledge in the history textbooks that he recalled in his mind,
The village named 'Il' fell into a peaceful sleep at dusk.
Looking at the gradually darkened village, houses are closed one after another, and the roads with no street lights are full of darkness. The brilliance brought by the second industrial revolution has not affected this small village, only a few hanging The kerosene lamp that can only emit old and dim light.
Without lights, people actually go to sleep after sunset.
It is obviously a simple truth, but it makes the participants who are active in the city's bustling sea of lights a little fascinated,
He controlled his own speed and slowly lowered his height, heading towards a house on the edge of the village... No, maybe it can't be said to be a house.
The black and charred wooden pillars were piled up with some burnt remains. There was nothing left but broken walls. The house seemed to have experienced a fire before it was turned into ruins.
Fangran stepped on the highest beam of the roof, the phantom card still hid his figure, watching the petite figure come back from the nearest stream,
Her light blond hair was still wet and not dried, even the cloth strips on her hands and feet, but the dust and fatigue after washing off for a day seemed to brighten her expressionless face a lot,
With brisk steps like a nimble cat, he walked carefully through several streets and houses, and came to the side of the ruins. He looked around vigilantly and saw that there was no one there.
Only then did a piece of broken rubble be removed, revealing a dark hole, and slowly climbed in.
In the place where the kitchen was originally, the stove and the collapsed roof seemed to form a small space. Although it was difficult to sit up or even turn over, it was just big enough for her to lie down.
This is her home.
Haiji was bouncing around the entrance of the cave, and in his dark eyes, he saw that she carefully hid half a piece of hard black bread and a few shriveled fruits into the furnace wall.
Fangran knew that it was her daily 'salary'.
Watching her thank you and leave from the stable in the early morning, until now, Fangran has been watching her silently from behind,
For a whole morning, she helped the couple in the ranch fetch water to feed the horses, and went to the livestock pen to do all kinds of chores that were not easy for her at this age. Only then did she get a piece of hard black bread.
Then ran into the nearby woods, it was the golden harvest season of wheat, where she could find food.
Then it was not until evening that she came out of the bushes and returned to the only simple tavern in the village, serving rough drinks to the men who came back from doing farm work in the fields, and waiting for them to clean up after they left , to another loaf of bread,
But this time she only ate half of it.
Blocking the hole she drilled in with some hay, she shrank her body and burrowed into the remaining hay. She slowly closed her eyes and told herself that she must wake up before dawn to help draw water for the pasture. into dreamland.
Then the dark figure gently floated down from the beam,
Gently tap the collapsed roof, let it float up silently,
Like opening a bird's nest, I saw Ling curled up in the dry grass and fell asleep,
Asleep, she is like a weak chick in a bird's nest.
Fangran slowly landed beside her without making a sound, holding his hands in front of his chest, the sleeping card turned into light spots and dissipated,
The girl curled up in the hay finally relaxed her body this time, and An Ran took a shallow breath no longer curled up.
Even though he knew she wouldn't wake up, Fangran still took off his coat lightly. Afraid of scratching the girl, he took off his badge, cleaned up the dry grass that must be uncomfortable on his body, and covered her carefully. Body,
Even though it was damaged a lot, this expensive windbreaker was still a qualified quilt.
Then the heart lit up, and a pillow appeared in Fangran's hands, replacing the small pile of messy hay tied up with woven straw ropes.
The sleeping girl seemed to feel softness and warmth, her peaceful sleeping face seemed to be meltingly cute.
After finishing all this, Fangran quietly leaned against the wall beside her. From this angle, he saw that there was only half a piece of black bread and a small pile of shriveled fruits in the furnace wall, and some of them even started to rot because of too long time.
Looks like a stockpile of food for the coming winter.
Be it the ruins that cannot be said to be home, these are probably all that Ling has at the moment.
An inexplicable sense of bitterness rushed into his heart, making Fangran feel a little silent.
I really don't know anything about Ling...
-'Meeting you was just an unfortunate accident, I have nothing to do with you'-
The voice of the girl on the ice sea seemed to be echoing in his ears. Fangran looked at the girl beside him who was sleeping peacefully and dreamed of something, feeling a little sour.
He ran to the North Pole on his own, thinking about why he should take responsibility for his mistakes, but in fact, the matter about Ling,
I don't know anything.
Fangran raised his head and looked towards the sky, where the last gleam of light slowly disappeared,
At the moment when the sky completely entered the night, the picture belonging to the participants finally appeared in front of them!
You have entered the time inheritance scene
Spatial Node: Po Plain, Italy
Time node: 1916
Remaining Time of Time Inheritance: Unknown
Among all the experience scenes, the system interface is the shortest, without mission objectives, descriptions and rewards. The enigmatic scene introduction gives Fangran a foggy feeling.
time... .
The last prayer he had sunk in the sea of ice remained in his mind. At that time, he had no choice but to pray for the power of the scene.
But it actually started the scene!
When you need it most
Even giving him the time to wake up is not the end
It was as if something was instigating behind the scenes, even clearer than the feeling of losing my heart,
Fangran felt a coincidence of fate.
Maybe something has been wrong since that bonfire party suddenly plummeted from incomparable happiness.
The timing is too coincidental, the scene that can travel through time, the description that there is no mission goal or even the remaining time is unknown...
What exactly do you want to do in this time inheritance scene
and...
Fangran looked at Ling, who was sleeping peacefully, with strands of hair hanging down her pitiful sleeping face. At this moment, she was not the powerful Youye Angel,
It's just a soft and petite girl who can't even protect herself, needs to work all day to barely survive food, and makes people feel distressed and wants to hug her tightly.
What happened between Ling and the Evernight Palace, why did that light and shadow appear in person, and why did it never appear after Iceland thirty years ago, only the projection of the soul remained
And what about Ling's parents, why did Ling live such a life alone
Mysteries one after another arose in Fangran's heart at the beginning of the 20th century, under the night in a certain village in Italy,
It seems that they are all buried in this century.
But he doesn't have to worry about these things, he can completely ignore the fog in front of him, turn around and go back,
Because the button to exit the scene is in the corner of the interface, as long as he presses it, he can return to the battlefield on the ice sea and continue the battle he failed to do. The time in the coma has given his spirit enough rest.
He has obtained sufficient buffer time, and he will not pass out when he leaves the scene. If he drives the shadow card, he should still be able to make his body move again.
Must go back, must go to Ling's side!
At the moment when countless thoughts flooded my mind, light emerged, the pages of the book were turned, and the last page that stood upright broke out of the golden rectangular card!
Fangran looked at the Clow card that suddenly awakened in his hand. The pattern on the card was a woman with long elf ears and long hair covering her body.
Fog card (THE MIST)
Symbol: judge the situation, decide the direction
Description: Fog and corrosive magic
Judge the situation and decide the direction...
Fangran looked at the awakened fog card in his hand and muttered in his heart, then fell silent for an unknown amount of time, and finally made a decision.
He looked at the girl who was sleeping soundly beside him, and gently lifted up the strands of her hair that were hanging down, and said softly:
"Today is the last day..."
...
… .
The bright morning seemed to be sunny, and the crisp birdsong kept piercing into my ears. The warm sunshine in the golden autumn morning shone in. The slightly hot feeling on her face made Ling let out a lazy dream,
There was softness in her ears, and the warm feeling in the quilt made her bury her face down, and she didn't want to get up all of a sudden... .
hum!
But when there was a buzzing sound in her mind and suddenly realized something was wrong, the girl sat up abruptly!
She has no quilt! It shouldn't feel warm either!
what happened!
Waking up suddenly from sleepiness, Ling shrank instinctively. After the bad idea that she didn't get up before dawn today and that the work on the ranch would be too late, what she saw in a daze was...
The expensive-looking black coat that covered him, an extra pillow, and the roof that disappeared, and he could see the clear autumn sky...
For the first time, Ling thought of checking the food she had put in the furnace wall.
After seeing that the black bread and berries were still there, she breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped the 'quilt' around her body, and walked out of her home cautiously and inexplicably,
Standing on the lawn with slender legs wrapped in tattered cloth strips, the moment he saw the roof, which was difficult for even five or six farmers to lift, was thrown on the nearby grass,
Ling stood there in a daze, and suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell floating over.
Then she heard the familiar yet somewhat unreliable voice of the young man behind her, greeting herself.
"Yo, Ling, you're awake!"
Huo Ran turned around and tightly grasped the black windbreaker she was wearing. What Ling saw was sitting on a rock, wearing a clean white shirt, suit trousers and leather boots that rich people have,
The young man who was roasting the fish he caught from nowhere with a small flame smiled and waved to himself.