My name is Longinus.

My parents told me before they were alive that they had read about it in some old book that had survived and gave it to me, and they thought it was a good name.

I'm not sure about that, not many people know about the past anymore.

Once upon a time, the world belonged to us, to humanity, and a catastrophe nearly wiped us out, leaving demons in the world so numerous that we could not resist.

I've read a lot of miscellaneous books about the glory of humanity in the past, and I can't tell the whole picture of it, but human life at that time is as magical as a myth to me today. Compared with today, it inevitably creates a huge sense of loss in people's hearts.

Because those are not out of reach, when we walk on the land, we can see everywhere the buildings of the past, even though they are deserted, dilapidated, and most of them have become the lair of demons, but they still tell us that those myths were once facts.

I feel like we are like the children of a rich family, who have fallen to the bottom of poverty all of a sudden, and we still have memories of the past, which makes our life even more bleak.

I live in the village with many people, and the elders of the village say that this has been our home for decades, and that we should be thankful that there are not many humans who live as long as we do. Most people died either at the hands of demons or at the hands of their own kind.

We call the village a waterless village, located deep underground, and accessed by an elevator. The village is an underground facility built to protect against nuclear warfare, like a large mine, paved with steel plates that serve as walkways leading to the various caverns that serve as rooms.

I am a scavenger in the village, the one who is responsible for going to the outside world to collect supplies, which is a dangerous job that requires good physical strength and footwork, so we have a high status and are the heroes of the village. The demons that run rampant in the world are afraid of the sun, and during the day, they hide and sleep in the most secluded places, which makes our task of scavenging relatively safe, but it still requires a great deal of courage.

Except for us scavengers, the rest of the villagers are not allowed to go out without the permission of the village chief.

Scavenging is a technical task and a lot of luck, many times we travel long distances and can't get any food back, but even then, the villagers don't go hungry, and the water and food we pick up are just icing on the cake, but not essential.

There is a culture room in the village, where sweet mushrooms are grown that are unique to the ground, and there are two wells, full of groundwater, where we drink water and irrigate the crops with a little bit, and the culture room has a peculiar flow of water that can maintain the growth of crops to a certain extent, which makes our village a little unworthy of its name. Sweet mushrooms are a mystery to us, but we don't want to solve them all, and no one dares to do their own research on these devices, what if they break?

Or what if the gods are blasphemed?

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The sun was shining outside the cave, and there was still an hour before it got dark, and I walked to the dark cave with heavy supplies on my back, and the sunlight seemed to go out in an instant. In front of the blast door of the elevator, I hesitated a little and pressed the switch.

The sun has preserved humanity and restrained demons, otherwise we would have perished. But the elders of the village warn us that long-term exposure to today's sunlight can cause us to mutate.

Mutation is real, and I am a living example, but is this mutation due to sunlight? This is questionable.

There was a communication device next to the elevator, and Dali asked, "Who's there?" ”

I laughed and said, "Dali, who else?" I've always come back at this time. ”

Dali's full name was Daria Ochid, the daughter of my adoptive father, Ochid, and at first, we all called him Sir Ochide, until we forgot his name.

Dali said, "Well, you have to make sure that no outsiders are following you and persecuting you, it's all the rules." ”

Propriety? Misser never needed this rule. In Dali's mind, Misser and Ochid are one kind of people, and the rest are another kind of people.

But Misser is gone, eldest lady, and he has been chosen by the Sword and Shield Society to enjoy his blessings. Now, we are one kind, vile cavemen.

A monitor screen reached out to me, and I held the screen and shook it from side to side to make sure she was sure no one was pointing a gun at my head. That's when Dali said, "Welcome back, Longkey." ”

I still want to stay outside the cave for a while, to soak up the afterglow. But they were all waiting for me to come back, Milse was gone, I was the best scavenger, I was able to bring back the most food, the most supplies, every time.

Odd waited at the elevator entrance, and I waved at him and said, "Father." "I am an orphan, he adopted me, taught me martial arts, he is my dearest.

"Good work, kid," said Ochid. ”

I looked up at Ochid, who had been showing signs of age over the years. He may still be strong and prowess, but wrinkles crawl all over his face, his eyes are often full of sorrow, and his body seems to be beginning to decline.

I said, "I beat a cow, but I couldn't carry it all back, I only cut some meat, and I didn't have enough time." ”

The people of the village smiled heartily, and I heard a child say, "There is meat to eat!" ”

"All the scavengers are back, and today is over, Dali, call it a day," said Ochid. ”

Dali walked out of the monitoring room, she looked at me, nodded and said, "Longey." ”

I don't understand why she was so estranged from me, she had been since Misser was gone. Perhaps, in her mind, I am just Milser's follower, and my identity has always been Missey's "friend", not an independent individual.

I am not the shadow of Mirse, I am the most outstanding villager, my swordsmanship may not be as good as Mirsai, but my gains from going out are not inferior to Milse.

Ochid examined all the scavengers that had brought back, showing neither joy nor disappointment.

"Next time, try to bring more food and water," he said. ”

We all said, "Yes, sir." "We learn the etiquette of the Sword and Shield Society, and we say so in formal settings.

Alchid ordered us to disband, but let me stay. We walked into the martial arts training hall, and Ochid said, "You take a wooden sword, and we will practice the attack." ”

I've heard a lot of stories about the life of Ochid, and even though he raised me and treated me as my own, he was still a great man to be admired, and he never had a glorious story to tell.

He was not born in the village, but an outsider. He came to us with an organization called the Sword and Shield Society, which used great force to subdue us, forced us to submit, and promised that if we agreed, they would teach us martial arts, and leave a garrison to protect us.

We had no choice, and Ochid remained, a great man who had been knighted in the Sword and Shield Society. His decision came as a surprise to the people of the Sword and Shield Society, and it is said that he stayed with us because he fell in love with Dali's mother and decided to pursue her.

He made a lot of contributions to the village, won the respect of the people, and later, he became the village chief.

I bowed down and said, "Yes, father, please advise." Then, I raised the wooden sword and placed it directly in front of me.

Ochid took a step towards me, stepping into my attack range, but not attacking, but waiting for me. I slashed at his neck, but it was a trick, and I used the most subtle technique to turn the slash into a stab. Ochid saw through me with ease, he just picked it up, and my sword was almost out of my hand.

He said, "You have a weak wrist and can't just think about fooling your enemies, but if you're dealing with a demon, what's the use of this soft sword?" ”

I replied, "Yes, father, but my sword is usually poisoned, and with a little blood, I can kill these monsters." ”

Ochid sighed, "You rely too much on your mutated physique, and that's where you're inferior to Milse. ”

Milse, always Milser, my stepbrother Misser, the truly proud son of Ochid, Darly's favorite brother. Milser and I were adopted by Ochid at the same time, and yet I was dwarfed by Misser.

Not long ago, the members of the Sword and Shield Society came to our village, they tested Mirse's martial arts, and were amazed by his talent, and decided to bring him back to the Sword and Shield Society to focus on training, and just like that, Misser left his hometown and left us.

"Imagine you are surrounded by four demons, all of whom are taller than you, more agile than you, stronger than you, and your mutations are not strong enough to keep you alive. And my swordsmanship can. ”

He raised his voice and said, "With all your strength!" Unleash my true biography! ”

I mustered up my strength and slashed four swords at him, and Ochid laughed, "That's right! "Lightly deflected off my offensive.

I realized that the real purpose of this joust was to show off my strength, and that Ochid would only really attack when he couldn't resist it, so I did my best to dance the wooden sword like a downpour. I don't stick to what Ochid has learned, but I use a strange way to alienate the moves a little and add unexpected wonders.

After about ten minutes, Ochid stabbed me in the chest, and I blocked him with my long sword in time, but fell five or six meters away, and just as I was in pain in the back, Ochid's sword was pointed at my heart, and he said, "General." ”

Judging by his smile, I thought I had passed, and he said, "You've come a long way, it's good, it's good, now you can go back." ”

He set the wooden sword aside, and we bowed to each other and walked in opposite directions.

I walked to my room, which had been a chemistry lab, very spacious, but because of the lingering smell of potions, which often made people sick, no one wanted to live there, so it was mine.

I walked inside, took out the black fruit I had picked on the way, kneaded it into powder, and dripped it into a large fish tank in the room.

The fish tank is about the size of a bathtub, which is very peculiar.

In the beginning, the tank meant a lot to the villagers, and when they first discovered the waterless village, there were no survivors in the village. And this fish tank is already there, and the fish in it may have lived for a hundred years.

The perennial suffering made them believe in the gods and monsters, and they firmly believed that this fish tank was some kind of shrine, a blessing for the waterless village to live a stable life, so they spent a lot of effort to worship the fish in the fish tank, and these fish were indeed immortal.

However, as the years passed, the fish tank gradually fell into disobedience, after all, it did not benefit everyone like the mushroom field, and the fish tank was forgotten a long time ago, when the worshippers of the fish tank turned to the worship of the mushroom field.