The sky is very blue, with a few white clouds drifting past, and there are four or five cloud bands in the blue sky, which are the traces left by the high-speed warship passing by.
The boy was lying on the hillside, stretching his hands towards the blue sky, trying to catch something. Of course, only the wind is caught.
"Mobit, what are you doing?" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl ran over, bent down, and blocked the blue sky above the boy's head.
So the boy's hand that was stretched towards the sky, now touched the girl's slightly swollen chest. His face flushed, and he immediately retracted his hand and said, "You're blocking me, Zoya."
The girl named Zoya sat down next to him, and said in disbelief, "You haven't told me yet, what are you doing."
"Did you know? Above our heads, there is a floating island." Mobit stretched out his hand and picked a grass root from the side, biting it between his mouth.
Zoya nodded: "Yes, they say it is heaven."
"Well, I heard that it's very beautiful there. Everyone has endless food and clothes." The boy got up and said, "One day, I want to go to that island."
The girl's face darkened: "Is it not good here?"
"It's not bad, but I want my mother to live a better life." The boy said enthusiastically: "I have decided that I will go to the army next year to try my luck. If I can join the federal army, then I will There is a chance to go to the floating island. I heard that as long as you accumulate enough military merits, you can change to Babylon's occupancy qualifications."
"Yeah… "
"Also, Zoya." The boy turned his head, the sun was shining on his face, which made his smile look bright: "I'll give you another one then!"
The girl's eyes widened, and then there was joy in her eyes: "Really?"
"certainly."
Zoya blinked her eyes, stuck to the side of the boy and kissed him gently on the face: "Thank you."
The boy's face immediately turned red, and he quickly retracted, but unexpectedly slipped and rolled down the low hillside, causing the girl to burst into laughter.
"Mobit." A woman came up the grassy slope and called out, "Come with me to the market."
"Good mother." The boy ran up the grass slope and said to the girl, "See you tonight."
The girl nodded.
This is a small town, not big, with dozens of families living there. There will be a market in the square of the town every month, which is a festival for the people in the town, a monthly festival. The teenager and his mother came to the town square, which was already full of stalls, selling a lot of things, from food to tools, and even guns. Of course, the premise is that you have money.
But in a small town like this, naturally you can't buy any good things, but for the residents of the town, they are already very satisfied.
Because these things come from Babylon, the Isle of Heaven.
The boy was squatting in front of a small stall while his mother was picking fruits. Fruits are a luxury in the town, and the environment on the surface is difficult to grow fruits and vegetables. Only in those farms dedicated to planting can you see patches of fruit forests, but these fruits and vegetables will not be circulated to this small town. Town, but for some big shots on the surface to enjoy.
The fruits on the stalls came from Babylon, and they were all inferior products from that floating island. They were picked out without passing the inspection, and then smuggled to the surface, and then transported to various small towns. Even if it is something that the residents of the floating island would not touch, it is already a luxury for the people on the surface.
Seeing his mother buy a bag of fruit with a month's frugal money, the boy said, "Mom, we don't need to eat these things."
"You are growing up, and eating more fruits is good for you." The mother touched his head and said, "Let's go, nothing else
It's time to buy, let's go back. "
It's not that there is nothing to buy, but that it is already unaffordable. The young man knew this very well. He followed his mother through the market and saw many interesting things. He couldn't help but ask, "Why doesn't the Federation let everyone live on the floating island? Don't they claim that everything is equal?"
"Stupid child, where does equality come from in this world?" The mother shook her head and said, "The floating island is just so big that it can't hold everyone. So only the nobles and nobles can get the right of residence. As for us, we can only Can live on the surface."
"It's not fair." The young man said stubbornly: "We have also worked hard. I heard that the things used by the nobles are all manufactured on the surface and then sent to the floating island. Why should they be in heaven, but we have to stay in the sky?" surface."
"There is nothing fair in this world. If you want to change this world, then try to do something. But before that, there is only one thing you have to do..." Mother patted the bag containing fruit : "That is to grow tall and strong."
The boy nodded vigorously: "I will."
At this time, something seemed to have happened in front of him, and a group of people surrounded him tightly. The boy ran over curiously, squeezed through the crowd, and saw a speeding car. Flying cars are a rarity on the surface, although this one looks like it's had some time and the paint is peeling off. But for this small town, it was still an unimaginable luxury.
There were two strong men in front of the speeding car beating a poor man, and one of them cursed: "Idiot, you dare to vomit in Master Witt's car. Could it be that the master came to a small place like yours for vacation today, and now he Your good mood is ruined by you."
The boy looked into the car, and sure enough there was a man in a neat suit sitting in the car, and a fat man with acne poked his head out beside the car window, and made a face at the boy with a look of contempt on his face. At this time, the man in the car patted the door and said: "Forget it, let's go, don't waste time for this dirty thing."
Those two men spared the poor creatures on the ground.
Speeding away.
At this time, the boy was caught by his mother: "Don't run out suddenly, Morbit. Those people seem to be nobles, and there will be no good end for bumping into them."
Looking at the man who was beaten until he vomited blood, the boy felt deeply. He looked up at his mother and said, "They beat people, why didn't the sheriff stop them?"
"Little fool, the sheriff is more afraid of them than you. How could he stop them? Moreover, the law stipulates that the nobles must be protected on the surface. If they want to convict them, only the federal court on the floating island can do it."
The boy shook his head, looked at the man who had fainted and said, "This is wrong."
At night, the boy ran out the door: "I'm going to find Zoya."
"Slow down and say hello to her parents for me," said the mother from the house.
"knew."
They all live in the suburbs on the edge of the town. There are no street lights here, and the lights are dark and blind. The moon is covered by clouds tonight, and the earth is dark. Fortunately, the boy knew the way, and soon saw the girl's house. The house was lit in the dark, when there was a shot. The boy was startled, but still ran over, and saw two strong men coming out of the girl's house and threw them out of the house.
Looking at the boy, it turned out to be the girl's parents. The poor couple had been killed, and their chests were still bleeding. The two strong men leaned against the pillar outside the house, talking and laughing, one of them shook his head and said, "Master Weiss has really unique taste, and he even fell in love with a lowly surface girl."
"Sometimes these nobles are pathological. Anyway, let's take care of him, as long as we have money."
"How long do you think that little fat man can last?" The man laughed: "I'm afraid he sprayed that thing just after entering it."
The other man stroked his chin and said, "But that girl is really good-looking, otherwise, when the young master is done, how about we play a few games?"
"That's a good idea."
Hearing this, the boy could no longer listen. Throwing the fruit he wanted to bring to Zoya on the ground, he walked around to the back of the house, climbed up to the second floor with ease, and came to the girl's room. The girl's face on the slammed window came close, she saw what the boy wanted to call, but was dragged back. The boy saw that it was the little fat man in the car during the day, so he slapped the girl hard, and then tore off her skirt.
The young man became furious, opened the window and jumped in. The little fat man was startled, and just about to shout, the boy picked up the lamp next to him and threw it at the little fat man's head. The noble young master fell to the ground on the spot, bleeding profusely. The boy took Zoya and left immediately. They came out of the window and fled quickly through the night. They didn't dare to go to the town, so they left the town far away and came to the small river where they often played in weekdays.
"I'm scared..." the girl cried.
The boy had no choice but to hug her tightly, patted her on the back and said, "Don't worry, it will be fine, I promise."
He left the girl by the river, where there was a cabin built by fishermen. The boy went back to the town, and he sneaked home and pretended nothing happened. In the middle of the night, he heard someone yelling, and then there was a lot of running around the town, and there were gunshots.
The next day, he saw the sheriff hanged there in the square. He heard from people around him that the nobleman who came to the town for vacation yesterday, their young master died, which made the nobleman very angry. The sheriff was strangled to death by that furious nobleman, so the boy was very restless that day. At night, he ran back to the river and brought food to Zoya. But there was no one in the wooden house, and finally he saw a line of writing on the wooden wall of the wooden house.
It was carved by Zoya, and she said: I am afraid, Morbit. I dare not stay here anymore, sorry, I think I have to go.
The young man was a little dazed, and then he heard a dull loud noise, and then a faint flame lit up outside the house. He left the wooden house, only to see flames in the direction of the town, and there were constant explosions and screams. The boy ran back to the town in a hurry, but when he got back to the town, the town was already over. Several cars were leaving, and someone in the car fired a missile towards the square, and a huge fireball exploded with a bang.
The boy stumbled back home, but the former home had already been turned into ruins. Crying and crying, he desperately got into the ruins, and finally found his mother in a mound of dirt. Strictly speaking, it was his mother's body.
Then he knew that it was the revenge of the nobles. Because his son died in the town, he wanted the town to be buried with him.
"This is wrong."
"I want to change the world!"
"I… "
Mobit stretched out his hand, but the other side of his palm was not the blue sky of the earth, but the dim sky of Eboins. He was dazed in a daze, and streams of fire of different colors kept streaking above his head, reminding him that the war was still going on.
He got up, his chest was stained with blood, which was just hit by an orc king with a warhammer. He had apparently been knocked unconscious and had a dream that he thought he had forgotten. Only then did he realize that he had never forgotten.
He smiled and coughed up blood from his mouth. He wiped it away casually, and then continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. Every step is so heavy, just like when he left the destroyed hometown. Only that time, he went out to change the world. But this time, he moved forward in order to allow the world to continue.
"Zoya, probably still living in some corner of the surface. So, this world...can't end yet!"
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(end of this chapter)