Book 2: Opening Chapter 160 Walking Alone
Luo Xia was thinking about it...
He didn't know whether the process of the play here, under the combination of Hu Lai's atmosphere and all the trouble, was true love or impulsiveness. But in my heart, I can't forget the figure of Yiren...
Luo Xia once asked herself why she felt unable to take her eyes off the other party every time she saw her.
Li Yurong's answer is very emotional: The moment I saw you, it was like you seeing me, and I found that there were people like myself in this world. The same weakness, the same too much ridiculously kindness, the same indecision, the same lazy and indifferent nature. But in order to survive, for the obsession in our hearts, we must all hide ourselves, be a ruthless person, be a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and fight for everything. And the real us are long dead, living like the walking dead. But just like the joy in your eyes when you first saw me, I also felt very happy the moment I saw you, and only then did I feel that I was still alive and attached...
Luo Xia actually didn't feel like this, in fact, he had always felt that he was pursuing his life and was full of curiosity about the outside world. At the same time, he also knew that she was not wrong, he was indeed that kind of person before he was reborn, even if he changed his outlook on life in another life, his temperament and some traits still could not be completely reversed.
So at least one thing she said is right, a woman like Li Yurong is like her former self, she will feel inexplicably distressed and good feeling when she sees her, and she has the illusion of seeing the dependence of life.
It is precisely because they both understand that it is impossible for two people with extreme personalities to rely on each other, and they will eventually go their separate ways.
It's like Luo Xia knows that the woman in front of her may not only be named, but even her appearance may not be true.
But he surprisingly didn't bother with that.
Because, it doesn't matter at all.
No matter how much she changes, Luo Xia believes that in the crowd, she can still be recognized at a glance, just as in the past.
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Everything is in full swing, and with the disappearance of the Brotherhood of Shadowsongs, the situation begins to level off.
The caravan was also officially built.
While chaos brings destruction and suffering, it has to be said that it also brings a vacuum of power and interests.
The Green Forest Alliance, which was hooked up by officials and bandits, burst out with a strong material collection ability at the beginning.
Because the main force of Shadow Song was wiped out before the harvest season, a large amount of food was saved. The first month of the collective mobilization of the Green Forest Chamber of Commerce, despite the many problems, finally harvested enough food for tens of thousands of people in the entire Black Scale Army for more than half a year.
This reversal is a profit of tens of thousands of gold coins, and this is only because of the 'internal' digestion of grain.
Although it is distributed to each member of the Green Forest Alliance, there is not much profit. But it's also much better than the hard work of robbers in the past.
The stimulated Green Forest Alliance is completely crazy.
Minerals, herbs, and various raw materials are constantly converging towards the central institution where the headquarters of Lvlin is located.
Luo Xia also ingeniously used the company management model on the earth, and selected smart people from various forces, including the Black Scale Army, to set up the finance department, the planning department, the business development department and other functional departments that are not subordinate to each other to manage the entire chamber of commerce.
After two consecutive months of operation, when tens of thousands of people as the foundation of the Green Forest Chamber of Commerce, the operation became more and more mature, and the benefits obtained began to make everyone fall into a carnival. Luo Xia patted her ass and chose to leave directly.
The text has Huo Wu, the increasingly refined manager, staring at it, and the martial one is escorted by the Black Scale Army.
And he always knew that there was no need for him to continue to focus on such trivial matters. How to restore and improve the strength of the individual is the fundamental thing.
"Interesting."
Zhu Weisi, as the real major shareholder, looked at the organizational structure of the chamber of commerce and fell into deep thought.
Unlike other chambers of commerce in southern Xinjiang, the president has a monopoly on power, and the strong decide the right to speak. Although the chamber of commerce formed by Luo Xia is immature, it is full of 'innovation' and distinctiveness.
First of all, it is the managers and branch heads of the various departments who are really in charge, and the decision-makers are only responsible for supervising and balancing resources. Secondly, each department has a number of teams and a mechanism for competing with each other.
And he also used the means of shareholder dividends, and what made him find it even more interesting was that a large part of the profits were used as bonuses for all members, and even the 'Ministry of Foreign Affairs' to attract the rest of the forces and launder their own operational funds.
Whether it is Luo Xia or Zhu Weisi, the two major shareholders, theoretically only have the personnel rights and financial supervision rights of middle and senior managers.
This kind of behavior pattern that restricts the power of individuals, but because of the equal sharing of benefits, 200% releases the vitality of the employees below.
It is very ordinary on the earth, but in this world dominated by power, it made Zhu Weisi, who was a superior person, smell a dangerous atmosphere.
But behind this danger, there seems to be infinite power and wealth.
Luo Xia may not have realized that the 'company model' he sacrificed for laziness made Zhu Weisi a little jealous of him again.
Or maybe he knew, but didn't care.
Because of the intrigues and battles he has experienced again and again, I don't know when it started, Luo Xia feels more and more that there are no perfect plans and things in the world. Whether it is planning or improving strength, as long as you let yourself run fast enough before the crisis really comes, it is enough!
By the time Zhu Weisi wants to abandon him and make a move, he may no longer be the person he is now.
In November, the southern land of Longduan Mountain has entered the coldest winter, when the first snow, followed by the cold wind blowing from the great mountain range in the north, roared, Luo Xia's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.
Xiao Hei didn't know where to go, and when Luo Xia was trapped in the Shadow Song Brotherhood, Xiao Hei also disappeared. However, Luo Xia didn't dig deeper, Xiao Hei only obeyed him nominally, and he disappeared maybe because of other reasons, he really couldn't care about it.
The only regret is that Xiao Hei can't fight, but he is a good hand in a hurry. So Luo Xia now, in this kind of world without navigation, he can only rely on his sense of direction to find his way.
Similarly, Luo Xia didn't know that during the time he disappeared, something terrifying had quietly emerged in the entire southern land of Longduan Mountain, and even in the hinterland of the Longtu Empire in the north...
"Drink! Drink! ”
With a slightly tired but firm and powerful shout, a figure waved the war knife in his hand forward again and again, doing the most basic martial arts practice. Although each of his blows seemed simple, they were extremely firm and powerful, and the inadvertently stirred up the knife wind, rolling the snowflakes on the ground sticking to the dead leaves in all directions...
Luo Xia had already abandoned the Warhammer, because it was not his favorite weapon in the first place, and he felt that he could no longer improve. After becoming more and more condensed from his consciousness, he had a feeling that his warhammer path had come to an end, and a weapon that he could not like from the bottom of his heart could not always accompany him to grow.
Therefore, it was natural for him to pick up the long knife that he had loved since he was a child.
The knife is sharp, crisp, full of courage and strength, but also with a poignant beauty and romance. As a serious existence on the surface and a special emotion in the heart, Luo Xia always felt that the knife was the most perfect weapon in the world.
It's like when he was a child, a wooden knife, he can take all kinds of poses, and bring disaster to the whole piece of dog's tail grass...
That love remains the same today.
So when he threw away the hammer and picked up the long knife.
There was even an urge to cheer.
Naturally, he wanted to be in this icy and snowy world, wielding a war knife and chopping the snowflakes in the sky...
For the first time since he came into this world, he had this sense of ease that he had never felt before.
Even, he didn't want to continue to return to Xingnan City according to the original plan.
Once, when Luo Xia insisted on wielding the war hammer every day, he always felt that the weapon in his hand was crying, and he felt that he was constantly suppressing and enduring. But at this moment, when he wielded the sword, he was stunned, and there was a pleasure that he could breathe to his heart's content.
So, Luo Xia began to lose track of time, so he chopped the snow, cut the trees, cut everything he saw in front of him, and when he was hungry and thirsty, he drank some snow water, ate some prepared dry food and fruits, or hunted game.
When I was tired, I relied on my good health, dug a snow hut directly in the snow, and just lay at the mouth of the cave and looked at the stars and the vast snow, thinking about nothing.
Life is so good.
But the experience of 'painfully' cultivating the Warhammer technique also gave Luo Xia a new harvest.
Sometimes, when he wielded the sword, it was inexplicable from time to time, as if he was still wielding the war hammer's heavy knife control skills, and the short-distance explosion power skills with a flash of inspiration, which gave him a sense of pleasure in breaking through the dark clouds and seeing another world.
At this time, he felt very satisfied, and he knew that there was nothing wrong with the path he was taking.
The only regret is that Luo Xia is just a person 'blind practice', and he doesn't know whether his casual knife technique has made substantial progress and effect.
"On this day, it seems to be getting darker and darker, it's really strange..."Luo Xia, who intentionally or unintentionally broke all the dead leaves that fell beside him into two, and seemed to be completely unaware of what he had done, casually inserted the war knife back into the scabbard behind his back.
Sweating on the top of his head, he used a straw rope to tie his hair into a grass ball at will, and his slightly sturdy and slender body was only covered with a thick leather vest, which looked a little ostentatious and a little more casual.
Luo Xia's gaze looked at the sky through the bare fork of the tree above his head, and he felt a trace of depression.
The sky has long been devoid of snow, and the snow in southern Xinjiang is the same as in the 40 degrees north latitude on the earth.
But since yesterday, Luo Xia has not seen the sun, and the dim sky is like pressing people to the ground, which is really stuffy.
What made him even more depressed was that he hadn't seen a single game in the whole day, and if it weren't for the fact that he knew that his barbecue level was terrible and prepared a lot of dry food, he would have fallen hungry long ago.
"I always feel that something is wrong..."Luo Xia chewed on the jerky while walking through the forest, and the long absence of the sun made him gradually lose his direction in the forest.