When the Prairie doctor arrives and discusses with the ink man in charge of Roland's condition, Roland falls into a coma and wakes up again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When she woke up again, Zhao Yurong came over and asked her how she felt with concern.

A very uncontrollable feeling rose in Roland's heart, and she began to weep bitterly.

"We have been abandoned by the gods of mountains, forests, rivers and rivers, and we are wicked people that have been abandoned by God......" Roland sobbed and couldn't cry, because she had feelings, she felt that the end was coming, so many memories of the past sprung up in her mind.

"Maybe there aren't any mountains, forests, rivers and gods?" Zhao Yurong comforted her and said, "Maybe all this is just your own choice, as long as you are willing to change, there is hope for everything." ”

"It's not like that, it's not......" Roland just muttered to himself, immersed in his own world.

Zhao Yurong retreated silently.

Outside the door, the discussion between the steppe doctor and the ink man had come to an end.

"She guesses it's already incurable." A witch doctor of the steppe said, "The only way is to use some herbs and find a way to relieve her of a little pain and make her walk easier." ”

"That is, to use some light Luozi, with sauce leaves, cage grass and Jin Kuilan as the main medicine, and then according to the specific situation of her body, with some other herbs." Another witch doctor suggested a prescription.

The prescription was quickly determined, and it was fed to Roland in a decoction.

In the evening, Roland looked a little better, but she was still very depressed.

"Am I dying?" Roland asked Zhao Yurong, who was sitting in the room reading a book.

This question is a bit sad, but Zhao Yurong thought about it and decided to tell her the truth:

"Yes, yes, but we'll find a way to make your last days as painless as possible."

"There will be no more joy." Roland's voice carried a sense of disgrace, "Ever since you established the shelter, I knew that your thoughts were different from those of the prairie people. ”

"I'm an outsider, so it's normal to be different from them." Zhao Yurong put down the book in his hand, "But I can tell you that I didn't have any malice or ulterior motives in treating you." ”

"I know, you want to change us." Roland seems to be because the deadline is approaching, so she suddenly thinks about some things very clearly, and even Zhao Yurong's thoughts, she can see part of it.

"I do think so." Although Zhao Yurong doesn't like to be seen through her thoughts, she is not so bad that she will not admit it.

"It can't be changed, without God's protection, how can there be a future for the race that God has left?" Roland sighed, "Now that I think about it, it may also be a relief that I am dead." ”

"Death is only a matter of moments." Zhao Yurong said, "Life always requires more courage than death." And in this world, many people have been suffering since birth, but they still work very hard to live, for themselves and for others. How can you ask God to take care of you when you always ask God for nothing, as if you have forsaken yourself? ”

"You make a lot of sense, but you don't know us, so you won't know." Roland said, "It's as if you've saved me now, and you think that caring for me like this can make me feel the power of mutual help, but in fact it only makes me miserable." ”

"Then maybe you can tell me why." Zhao Yurong felt that this was an opportunity to get to know the giant of the sandbank, so he said tentatively to Roland.

"Because you reminded me of our past, and our present." Roland whispered, "We had a time when we had a decent time, and that was before the famine, but it was because of that memory that I felt even more hopeless about my current life." Originally, this memory has been forgotten by me, but your rescue reminds me of all this......"

Zhao Yurong understood what Roland meant at this time-with such a memory made her feel even more desperate.

Because the people of Shazhou knew that the famine was over, because they knew that as long as they lived the way they did before the famine, they could establish a social system similar to that before the famine for their descendants, but they still chose the way they live now.

In addition to treating the old, weak, sick and disabled as "non-human", parents do not have the obligation to support their children, and the purpose of children seeking food when they become adults is to ask for food for the sake of instructiveness, it also includes wasting food even if there is a good year, if it is not enough to eat.

And this is only because these sandbanks people have a surplus, and they can't justifiably ask for help from "others", and they can't go and collect the food that the steppes distribute to them outside the temple of Hator.

And the Shazhou people attributed all this to the fact that the grassland people's mountains, forests, rivers and rivers still favored them, and their mountains, forests, rivers and rivers gods had left here.

After listening to Roland's story, Zhao Yurong felt that the possibility of success in his efforts was even slimmer than he expected.

"If they are still like this, will Chu Yang's predecessors really directly create a killing karma?" Zhao Yurong thought about the possible scenario, and it was still a little difficult to accept it in his heart for a while.

But at the same time, she looked at the sky and remembered what Chu Yang said, let herself try her best.

After Chu Yang and Ying Long squatted in the flywheel for a few days and nights, they finally saw Hathor driving her gorgeous and exquisite chariot, leading a group of divine soldiers and gods of the Northern Realm, leaving from Hiraconpolis and speeding forward in the vast mountains and seas.

At this time, in order to conceal themselves, Chu Yang and Ying Long adjusted the flywheel to the "chameleon" shape state, which is also available in Yuzhou, but the principle of the two is not the same.

The color-changing principle used by the flywheel is similar to "mirroring", that is, the outside of the flywheel seems to be wrapped in a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery. Yuzhou had also used this stealth method before, and its stealth method was further improved, making it more imperceptible than the concealment method of mirroring.

Although the concealment effect of the flywheel is not as realistic as the effect after the change of Yuzhou, it seems to be integrated with the background of the mountain and sea world, and Hartor and his party are now rushing to the battlefield, and the opponent's goal is also very clear - this is a battle that has been put on the table in the northern realm.

Because of this, Hathor didn't put much effort into checking if there was any tailgating, if anyone was following.

This kind of divine war is more like the classical war before the emergence of the ancient Chinese military philosophy "The Art of War". (To be continued.) )