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The fishing break is approaching, which means that the darkest and coldest season in the Land of Rain is coming. The surrounding dark clouds are getting darker and darker, and the area is pouring cold air from all directions, making it increasingly difficult to maintain a clear weather.

The metallic machine in front of him was like a monster devouring energy, and even with the terrifying chakra of his five hearts, he felt powerless at this time.

"Damn it."

Kakudu glanced at the sky outside, and at the edge of the blue sky, the pitch-black color was gradually spreading in this direction.

"Damn the weather."

"Damn the weather." Ming Yuan sat in his office and looked at the sky far away, and muttered, "However, this is our worst enemy. ”

"We can't keep the weather like this forever, and the more extreme the weather, the harder it is to maintain sunny days. When winter arrives in the Land of Rain, it will be absolutely impossible to maintain this kind of weather for more than a week, even if we all gather our strength. ”

He turned his head and asked, "How's the grain going?" What is the expected harvest? ”

The experts of the production team reported their estimates: "The cultivated land is in good condition, there are no insect infestations, there are no large-scale plant lesions, the rice is growing well, and the ears are full." ”

"If the harvest is calculated, based on the current population, it will be enough to meet our food for half a year. By the time the fish returns to the fishing grounds again, the grain and dried fish will be enough to support us until next year's fishing break! ”

The expert said with joy: "And next year we will have enough time to cultivate, we will be able to open up wasteland, our land will be expanded, and we will be able to harvest two crops of grain!" ”

In other words, we don't have to worry about food anymore! Not only do we not have to worry about food, but next year we will even be able to harvest enough food to survive the fishing break in five or six nearby cities! ”

Ming Yuan asked again: "Are you sure?" Without miscalculation, we will indeed be able to harvest enough food next year to feed all the nearby cities? ”

The expert nodded affirmatively: "As long as the land is cultivated normally, according to our progress this year, it is more than enough to achieve such a goal." ”

Ming Yuan exhaled lightly: "It's hard work." ”

"It's the last minute, and I ask you in the production team not to let up. When the grain enters the warehouse and thousands of households can eat rice for the winter, the biggest celebration banquet will be held for you. “

……

Dark clouds are piling up in the distance, and they are getting darker and darker every day at a rate visible to the naked eye. An invisible boundary towered between the dark clouds and the blue sky, stubbornly and solidly shattering the hideous dark clouds.

But even ordinary people can see that the invisible barrier is becoming more and more unable to stop those dark clouds. Every day, the black sky expands here, and the cold air from all directions is rapidly lowering the temperature here.

Everyone knows that winter is coming.

In the evening, the workers of the fishery scooped up the last net, and there was nothing in it.

"Stop fishing!"

"Stop fishing!"

"Stop fishing!"

One after another cries spread infinitely into the distance, torches were lit, and the city was as bright as day.

Ming Yuan stood in the square in the middle of the city, personally holding the drumstick, and then beat the drum fiercely, and the high horn sounded along with the drum.

"Groups, harvest overnight!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The war drums were beaten, torches were passed to the hands of the crowd, and excitement and apprehension spread among the crowd.

The dragon surged into the distance, then scattered into a sky of sparks and fell into the plains that had been cultivated for a long time.

Over the next three days, the heavy ears of rice, which occupy half of the small part, will be cut off, and then the yellow husks of the rice will be removed, leaving the white grains of rice. That would be a guarantee that the city will survive the cold winter with warmth.

……

Unlike here, in other places where dark clouds were shrouded, despair spread everywhere, and the pungent smell of formalin filled the streets.

"Fishing ......"

When schools of fish lie dormant in the cold of winter and can no longer be easily caught by nets or hooks, famine is already doomed.

The signal to stop fishing was transmitted from the fishing grounds to the whole city, and the already dark city became darker and darker.

Yamashima sat up straight, his body trembling when he heard the signal to stop fishing, and then slowly stood up.

He was already sixty years old, which was already unimaginably long in the Land of Rain. In other words, the suffering experienced is also several times that of ordinary people.

Attacked by moisture for a long time, arthritis tortures his body all the time, and long-term malnutrition has also made him skinny, if you see him at night, some people may think that you have seen a walking skeleton.

But now, his suffering is coming to an end.

Yamashima struggled to survive the last winter, and the flames of hunger now seemed to burn in his body, the feeling of being so hungry that even his own kind wanted to gnaw on it, Yamashima didn't want to try anymore, and he didn't want to struggle anymore.

He himself knew that he would not be able to survive this cold winter no matter what.

Yamashima took out what little food was left in the cupboard, then smiled and waited for the knock on the door.

Knock, knock, a slight knock on the door, and Yamashima opened the door.

"Grandpa Yamashima, do you want to tell a story today?"

It's a neighbor's child.,It's a lovely girl.,It's very similar to Yamashima's daughter who has long since died.。

Yamashima smiled, he wanted to finally pick up the child and turn it around one time, but he gave up after a try. His arms are already so thin, the strength he used to have long since left him, and he has been devastated by life for a long time, and he is already riddled with diseases.

He touched the girl's head and handed her the food he had picked up: "I won't tell a story today, grandpa will give you a little gift, take it home to your parents." ”

He stuffed the bag into the girl's hand: "Go, go, grandpa still has very important things to do, I can't play with you today." “

The girl tilted her head and looked at Yamashima: "Grandpa, what are you going to do?" “

"Hey, are you wearing new clothes? So clean! ”

Yamashima smiled a little smugly: "This is my best dress." ”

He touched the girl's head again: "Go, go, grandpa's clothes are very good, I want to wear them to see grandma." I haven't seen her in a long time, so I've got to dress better. ”

The girl nodded, turned to leave, and before leaving, she turned her head and waved her hand and said, "Grandpa, then I will come back to you tomorrow to play." “

Yamashima smiled and waved goodbye to her, and when the girl left, a sense of relief permeated his body and mind.

"Maybe it's long overdue."

He turned back to his room and took from the bookshelf a crude newspaper that had been seized after only one issue, and it was marked in a very striking lettering: "Dawn! Sunlight! Wish! ”

Yamashima re-read the newspaper and muttered something.

He grabbed the newspaper in his hand, then poured a handful of pills out of a brown bottle and swallowed it in one gulp.

Yamashima lay down, waiting for the end, but at least, he had no regrets.

The newspaper was still clutched tightly by him.