The creatures of Cederas are often particularly vigorous, as strong as a small strong, even in the vast and scorching desert, there will be people who are willing to extend their roots to tens of meters underground to grab resources, gather yellow sand, and slowly squeeze the sand into the soil.

This is a different kind of talent, embodied in all aspects, ordinary weather, it is absolutely impossible to defeat these creatures who have adapted to all kinds of disasters.

That's why the farmers are always pulling weeds, and the speed with which they reclaim their natural territory is amazing, no matter how many times they come, the results are almost the same, and maybe it would be a good green belt to plant these plants on the other side of the earth, as long as there is no fear of invasive species.

On this day, when the sun begins to set, they are still walking on the road.

The road was not a big road, and the village where Albert's first settlement was located was so remote that they had to take the trail, narrow, but surprisingly smooth, and easy to walk on.

"I don't know how to feed the ducks of this world. "But now it should be time for dinner." ”

"Nowadays most people make fires, boil water, and a lot of the time our food is hard black bread mixed with a lot of wood chips. ”

"The first time I ate it, I didn't know how thick I almost broke a few of my teeth, but then I realized that this thing had to be wet first, and then it had to be smashed and sawed hard, as long as there was a choice, no one would eat this kind of thing, and the other option was to drink gruel, the kind with half water. ”

"What does that gruel look like?"

Cecilia's vertical pupils were full of curiosity, she had never seen life here, and for this girl, it was something worth exploring.

"Oh. He looked at the red sun on the horizon, and measured it with his fingers, "The gruel is made of old rice, and the new rice is reluctant to use, first scoop some rice into the pot, and then a lot of water, burn the fire and wait, that thing probably can't be regarded as rice porridge, it should be called rice porridge is more appropriate, this thing has no taste, often to sprinkle some edible wild vegetables and vegetable leaves into the color, and then very carefully sprinkle some soil salt, can fill the stomach on the line, after eating quickly go to sleep so as not to pee and be hungry." ”

"At that time, I was poor, so poor that people panicked, unsteady, and had no place to go. ”

She pricked up her ears and listened very carefully, realizing that she should be quiet.

"Especially in winter, it is the hardest, although there is an autumn harvest, but after all, there is still the coming year to pass, I dare not eat too much, only dare to eat two bowls of dry rice with homemade spicy seasoning in the New Year. ”

He recalled it for a while, and said with certainty: "But fortunately, the lord is a good person, he pays less grain, and he will not starve to death." ”

"Just a few people didn't make it, it was all frozen, or the time had come. ”

"Now.... It should be a lot better?"

Albert stepped back and made way for a child who had returned home in a call, and the child who stumbled home didn't understand what it did, but was hungry to eat, and maybe after eating, he would sneak out of the house and meet up with his friends on the dirt slope to catch a few fireflies and pick some lantern flowers.

He had seen the other children, the children who ran home with their meals, and the men who had been working all day and had come home with hoes, who could not fly, who could not run with self-blessings, but whose desire to return home was just as strong.

These men carried unenchanted but sturdy farm tools, wore extremely simple but warm clothes, rolled up their trouser legs to reveal two hairy legs, and their bare feet were covered with dirty mud, and the honest rough men, whose calloused feet seemed to have been born with some kind of mysterious connection with the land, when they stepped on the earth, when the soles of their feet were solid and spread out, they were tightly connected to the earth, leaving no pores.

"Shhh————..... Ha. Albert inhaled hard, sniffed the aroma of the food, and smiled comfortably, "It seems that the living conditions here are indeed better now." ”

He smelled sweet potato porridge, potatoes, turnips, greens, and a faint hint of oil and meat.

If you look at the simple but insulated clothes on the people, and the sturdy houses, all the signs show that people's living conditions are much better than they used to be.

"I seem to smell it. She sniffed twice, too, "The smell of Tugaro?"

"Don't be surprised, the seed of this thing over there was originally brought over by our ancestors during the [Sea Crossing War]. ”

Tu Jia Luo, is a kind of potato is a very similar crop, but harder, more brittle, bigger, and after breaking the skin, there is more juice, but also a little sweet, as long as you are not afraid of dirty, not afraid of those messy things, it is okay to eat raw like gnawing radish, in addition, its fruit skin will be yellow with a little purple, it is normal, as long as it does not sprout, it can still be eaten.

The rich smell of Tugalo stir-fry was coming from the nearest dwelling.

The smell mixed with the cool breeze blows on the face, making people feel more refreshed.

It was not too late, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun adorned everything, and he led her up to the dirt slope, where he could see a very far distance on the plain.

They could see the smoke wafting from the chimneys of the houses everywhere, the smell of barbecued meat coming from the small houses in the backyard of the church (the Holy See does not restrict the consumption of meat, only torture and killing), candlelight and the faint light of oil shining through those windows, and the barking of dogs piercing the darkness and silence.

The sky, which had been unobstructed all day, finally appeared a few scattered clouds of pitiful light.

"The stars here are pretty bright, too. ”

He made a fair assessment of the starry sky he saw.

Compared with those farmers facing the loess with their backs to the sky, lively and active children, and old people who move out of the chaise longue and leisurely blow the wind, as wizards, their strong physique allows the two of them to see more things, including naturally shining stars.

"Today's astrological signs seem to be okay. Celia struggled to recall the contents of a certain book, comparing it to what she had seen, "Well... In the near future, the fortune will be very stable, neither good nor bad. ”

He chuckled twice, though he didn't believe in luck, and he didn't say no.

Luck is too empty to make sense, sometimes luck makes more things than stories, that's something that belongs to gamblers, Albert is not a gambler, he believes in "probability", he believes that no matter what the situation, just find the best and worst possibilities, and then prepare according to Murphy's Law.

"How far are we?" she asked.

"Right ahead, two more hours walk at most. ”

He had found the direction of the simple village that had once been, and although the road leading to it had changed and had obviously been renovated, it still maintained its general shape, except for a metal sign at the fork in the road to indicate the direction, and it seemed that the government had given the village a random name for the convenience of registration.

Albert pointed in a certain direction and said, "I know the way, and this is the right place." ”

Then she stopped talking, and suddenly jumped down the dirt slope.

In the last glimmer of stellar glow, the witch ran forward, along the road, and the amazing explosive power made her reach dozens of meters away in an instant, and waved back at him with an excited face: "Then why don't you run!"

Then keep running.

"The one who loses is in charge of dinner!" The amazing explosiveness and acceleration that completely ignored the physical exertion afterwards allowed her to maintain a sprint speed of 100 meters and five seconds, like a modified supercar, and the shouts full of energy and vitality were still echoing.

He held his forehead, and the expression on his face didn't know whether he was helpless or laughing, he craned his neck and shouted, catching up, the strange shouts continued, and with the movement of the body, there was still some shaking, and the people in front also shouted, they were racing at the speed of the extreme sprint, ignoring the speed of travel and the air flow that was brought up, it was like two neuroses.

This eerie scene is presented to onlookers, highlighting the local residents below the road:

Two fools running in the sunset.