Kuwaitan
Surrounded by mountains, Wangdu Mountain is covered with mushroom-like towns and villages.
These villages centered on the capital, and farms and windmills were built everywhere. The original capital is no longer just a small area, but a huge city that is more than ten times larger than before.
Garen stood far away on the white road, looking at this huge city that was once shrouded in absolute shelter, with an unusually calm expression.
The absolute protection above the head has long since disappeared completely, and there is no sign of totem power in the entire air.
He came all the way along the driveway, and among the people he met, he hardly saw a person with the power of a totem.
Not far away from a tire repair shop on the side of the road, the music of the radio was faintly heard, and a little boy was humming and sorting out the things in the shop.
Two bullock carts with some fruits left and unsold came rushing forward. There is also a wooden sign on the side, with a pointing sign on it, and the words 'Fangshi Road' are written on the wooden sign pointing to the front.
He didn't intend to make any announcements. After coming along the way and finding out the current situation in the world, Garen knew what kind of great significance his face that was not old for decades represented in this period of time.
He walked forward slowly, and his seemingly slow pace was actually far faster than the walking speed of ordinary people.
Passing through several small towns and villages outside the city, the sky has gradually turned dark, and the Huanshan Road at the entrance of the royal capital, which was once heavily guarded, is not far ahead.
There are no people stationed in the defensive arrow tower. Now it is a peaceful age. The arrow tower is no longer a threat in the era of rampant cannons. A sign that refuses to visit is hung on the door.
After finding a carriage up the mountain, Garen was kindly led up the mountain by a talkative old coachman. It was considered a ride, and the two asked and chatted as they walked.
The old man had also experienced the war years, and he firmly believed in those totem masters. In his speech, he kept feeling how young people nowadays do not believe in the original changes, how do not respect historical facts, and want to absolutely shelter and cover the king's capital back then. I don't know how many old people have seen it with their own eyes.
Now that many old people have passed away, and the power of totems has declined, those young people in the new era have begun to have doubts about the legends and power of totem masters, but they don't believe that they can compare to the current cannons, thinking that everything is just their generation The slow awe and deification in my mind lead to it.
Garen nodded from time to time, and knew a lot about the current situation in the capital.
After learning that Kurosawa Palace has now turned into a shrinking comprehensive university, and that the genius disciple he recognized at the beginning has become one of the two most accomplished students in Kurosawa Palace and is still in power in Kuwaitan, is it true? A person of great importance in the whole country.
Garen felt an unconscious emotion in his heart, time flies, he never thought that the little guy back then has now become a big man like a pillar.
When it was almost dark, Garen got off at the gate of the Wangcheng on the top of the mountain. There were no guards at the gate, and there were many vehicles entering and exiting. Many people went up the mountain at night to have fun, and those who went out of the city to return to their small home in the manor at night flowed like a stream. Continuously staggered flow at the city gate.
The houses inside the capital are too expensive, and many people who can't afford to live in them can only live in the outer area. Over time, there are large areas of various communities on the outskirts of the capital, and on the mountainside, and the entire capital has become a veritable city within a city.
Garen walked towards his cousin Hathaway's small building with ease.
The roads were connected decades ago, many new buildings have been built in many places, and many places have been improved.
He still asked a lot of people and finally found the small building where Hathaway was located.
At night, standing outside the small building, Garen looked up at the little yellow lights on the second floor of the small building. Without the power of totem in this world, the originally sluggish development of science and technology suddenly flourished.
With the foundation behind the research of Totem Workshop, the development of science and technology has far exceeded people's imagination, and the emergence of electricity has also emerged as the times require.
This kind of unstable energy was originally discovered by the totem master's accidental experiment. After the power of the totem disappeared, it finally quickly replaced the original totem application status.
Those workshop masters are also called a profession called scientists by modern people.
The electric light is a new product invented by these scientists.
Garen glanced at a sentry box on duty outside the small building, and there was a dozing guard inside.
Silently, he flitted across the sentry box lightly, jumped up and landed in the courtyard behind the iron gate.
Walking to the front door of the small building, he lightly shook his palm on the door, and with a crisp click, the door was gently opened.
On the sofa in the living room, a white-haired old man with a white towel on his knees came into his eyes.
Perhaps the sound of the door opening caught the old man's attention. She put down the book in her hand and looked up.
With this look, he never lowered his head again.
Garen stared blankly at the old man on the sofa as well. More than fifty years had left a deep mark on this once heroic and handsome cousin. Her originally smooth and fair skin had turned into wrinkled, loose skin. The beautiful eyes that were originally bright and clear have also become somewhat cloudy and peaceful eyes of the old man.
With snow-white hair, Garen could only vaguely see a trace of the inexplicable image of his former cousin from the overall inexplicable temperament.
"You are his grandson?" Hathaway's voice was hoarse.
Garen shook his head, looking at the once beautiful and heroic family cousin in front of him with tenderness in his eyes.
"it's me."
he whispered.
"I'm back."
Hathaway's old eyes trembled fiercely. This familiar way of speaking, this familiar tone and expression, time seems to turn back to more than fifty years ago in an instant, that handsome and powerful young man seems to have just gone out for a few days on business, and when he returned home, he said plainly, I came back.
Hathaway's eyes were moist. She had waited hard for more than fifty years, but now, as time passed, she had grown old like this, while Garen was still the same as before.
"Don't lie to me, did Dani ask you to lie to me together? She gave you the key?" She suddenly thought of something, then shook her head and smiled wryly.
"Is Danny okay?"
Hathaway fell silent suddenly.
She suddenly realized that she no longer knew how to face Garen. After waiting for decades, what is the result of the current situation? Today without the power of the totem, people in their seventies are already approaching the limit of the average life expectancy.
She was already on the verge of death, and Gallon Hathaway laughed at herself. She couldn't believe that the young man in front of her was the Gallon back then.
"When did he leave?" She asked suddenly.
Garen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Hathaway thought he was dead, and just before he died, he asked her 'grandson' to come and find her old friend.
After all, she still didn't believe it. She didn't believe that Garen was still so young back then.
Suddenly, Garen felt a faint sense of loneliness from the deepest part of his heart.
He looked at the old man on the sofa, stepped forward, knelt down gently and kissed the back of her hand.
"Don't wait any longer"
After speaking, Garen stood up, turned around and left the room silently.
Hathaway didn't say a word behind her.
Perhaps neither of them knew how to face each other again.
For so many years, Hathaway has already become the mistress of the Blackpool Palace of the Terry Jones family. She adopted a young grandson of her younger sister Danni and became the heir of the next generation of the Blackpool Palace.
This little grandson is exceptionally good and has the full support of the current chief of the military.
And now, even if Garen came back, what's the point? In addition to disturbing everyone's peaceful life, there is no place for him here.
Everyone, everyone, including Effie, including Kongqin, Tiannv, etc., everyone thought that Garen was dead.
Died in the extremely deep abyss that was forever frozen.
The king's capital even erected a monument to him, and every year, dignitaries and nobles come to pay their respects.
As for reappearing and regaining control of Kurosawa Palace? What's the point
When Garen established this organization, besides establishing eyes and ears, his deepest idea was to leave traces of the White Cloud Gate in this world. Unfortunately, he died in battle in the secret martial arts world, so he could only leave the inheritance of his teacher Fei Baiyun in this world.
There are traces of Giant Elephant Miwu everywhere in Black Water True Kung Fu, which is actually equivalent to the totem version of Baiyun Miwu. That's enough.
Leaving the small building quietly, Garen walked slowly on the brightly lit streets of the capital, with night stalls and markets everywhere on both sides, snacks, clothes decorations, small gifts, balloon shooting games, street chess games, all kinds of things. Looking at the night market activities, Garen seemed to have returned to the earth in a trance.
Before he knew it, he actually walked to the Employment Guild by himself.
The original mercenary guild now has only one genuine bar left, and the customers who come in and out are fat rich businessmen with big bellies and all kinds of slender hostesses. Or boys and girls dressed in trendy clothes.
The loud music wafted out from the bar, and even standing outside the door, one could feel the very rhythmic drum beating inside.
Garen let go of his five senses and probed into the bar.
There is no one with the power of totem anymore, all of them are just young people. Occasionally 'seeing' a few young officers with black military pistols pinned to their waists, this is a very deterrent presence here.
As for the totem master mercenaries? And Angel, who Garen came to look for unconsciously, the friend who joined him in the shackles of war at the beginning, was completely out of breath. I don't know if he died or left.
Garen stood at the entrance of the bar for a while, just staring at the bar in a daze, until a few beautiful girls who came in and out came over to strike up a conversation, then he slowly turned and left.
"Fifty years. Who is still alive?" he asked himself in his heart.
Those old friends, who are still there
He unconsciously walked in the direction of Heize Palace, and the street night market where people came and went, made him feel a little unconsciously lonely.
(end of this chapter)