This year, an active solar flare destroyed the entire planet's surface, the earth was devastated, the hard rock was melted for tens of meters, the entire surface seemed to be cut off, and all the man-made structures on the surface were also destroyed.

A week ago, the Black Dragon, the organization that manages the Mine Star, had already begun a large-scale evacuation and began to plan for refuge.

Although the news was blocked, there was no impermeable wall in the world, and the information was still leaked to the miners.

Riots took place.

Countless miners stormed the camp near the pit, and a bloody riot began.

Most of the people who came to X-36 were vicious fugitives, with no scruples or concerns.

The black dragon naturally knew who was mining under him, and he didn't have any cases on him, so he couldn't spend a lot of money to suffer here. Heavily armed soldiers, tall and wide alloy walls, and tongues of fire from energy machine guns, bloodily shot the rioting miners.

In the most serious places of unrest, there were even modified private mechs, bloodily slaughtering those rioting miners.

In the end, the rebellion was suppressed by the Black Dragons in the bloodiest way.

However, Calais still took advantage of the chaos and blended into the cargo hold of the Black Dragon Organization, and successfully left the mining star that was about to be destroyed by a solar flare.

"On the ship of the Black Dragon, I returned to the Federation."

"However, war broke out."

Patriotism is the essence of the old man, and this essence has also been passed on to Calais.

Calais did not know the old man's background, but the old man's lifelong wish was to become a federal citizen, even if that identity was forged.

In the garbage dump, he used his own hands to move towards his dream little by little, and finally passed this dream to Calais.

Calais vaguely remembers that the only dilapidated microcomputer in the house, every night, Calais would get together with the old man, eat cold black bread, and watch the big things inside and outside the Federation.

Whenever the country won the honor and the national flag was raised, the old man would stand upright, salute and sing the national anthem in front of the rising tricolor national flag projected on the dilapidated wooden wall.

That's the old man's only hobby.

However, all of this eventually turned into memories and was buried in Calais's heart.

Tonight, for the first time, Calais spoke to Magnolia about his difficult years.

"Go back and let Admiral Woflaski get you a real citizenship."

After listening to Calais's story, Magnolia's voice became a little melancholy.

"Does he know you're a black household?"

"I don't know." Calais shook his head, although he and the admiral had a good relationship, many things were still hidden.

"There's nothing to say later, the story of the four-year war and the killing is nothing to hear."

It's been four years since the X-36 returned to the Federation, four years since the war was fought, and this year's Calais is also 24.

His life was uneventful, and although there were ups and downs, it was not as glorious and magnificent as Magnolia.

"Okay, rest early, tomorrow we'll go to Tariq City." Magnolia stood up, standing on Iron Horse's shoulder, swaying a little from the wind.

Clumsily climbed off the mech, looking up and smirking at Calais.

She didn't ask about the follow-up story, and the story left a suspense, which is the best ending.

During the four years of war, Calais saw all the hell on earth, the world was devastated, the human feelings were warm and cold, and the joys and sorrows were separated.

But every time, Calais is a spectator, indifferent and emotionless, and he will not be exposed to it if he has not experienced it, as if those life situations are just passing by and are all vain.

But this time it was different, he felt it personally, as if his cold emotions had been splashed with colorful paint, and began to gradually become richer.

This elf-like girl quietly opened the cold ice that he had been closed for many years and stepped into his heart.

Looking at the distant back, Calais came back to his senses, jumped off the mecha, and chased away.

Early in the morning, Magnolia dumped the task to Julia and headed to Tariq City with Calais.

"No, damn it." Looking at Magnolia who was walking away, Julia held her forehead and felt a little pain in her skull.

Running on the vast highway, there is no war, everything seems so beautiful.

The fresh air, the fragrance of flowers, the chirping of birds and insects, all of these things make the whole Haman Star more vivid. The beautiful music interwoven into a beautiful painting makes this war-torn planet glow with vitality.

Magnolia was even more comfortable, turned on the autopilot, put her feet on the control panel, put the chair down, lay down, and hummed a little song leisurely.

I have to say that the automatic navigation of [Iron Horse] is really easy to use, and it perfectly realizes automatic operation at a speed of 600 miles, which is simply a perfect masterpiece of the invention of the lazy series.

Calais is also very comfortable, for him, the wind pressure at 600 mph is nothing, and the posture of sitting on the [Iron Horse] is also very casual.

And just like that, the casual duo came to Tariq City. More than 1,000 kilometers, but only two hours, compared to running in the mountains and jungles, speeding on the road is really too fast.

At this moment, Tariq City is responsible for garrisoning the 26th and 27th divisions.

They found the Iron Horse from afar. The silver-white livery was printed with the logo of the 17th Division, and they could all guess that it was Magnolia.

After a simple communication, there was no interception, and the [Iron Horse] drove all the way into the city.

Following the memory, Magnolia typed in the address of Abramas's house, and the autopilot was all the way there.

At this moment, Tariq City is also in the midst of a carnival, with many main roads blocked, crowded with people, and parades and performances.

The navigation that connected to the real-time star network was easy to use, and he automatically chose the road that was not blocked, went around and around, and came to Abramas's house.

"Squeak~" A handsome drift sparked the road, and Magnolia stopped the [Iron Horse] with a move that she thought was very handsome.

"Hey, what's your pompous drift, I'm afraid I don't know you're coming?"

At this moment, Abramas was already waiting in the yard, still holding a watering shower in his hand, watering the flowers in the yard.

"Good morning, Big Brother Llamas." The sunny Magnolia jumped down from the mecha and greeted her warmly, like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

It's only been ten days since we last met.

If you don't see each other for a day, isn't ten days seven or eight years?

"Brother Llamas doesn't have to go to church?"

"Damn, everyone ran to celebrate, and no one in the church prayed." Abramas laughed.

"Hahaha, then you can have a rare rest."

"That's right, Sister Sheila, I'm looking for Sister Sheila." Magnolia jumped up and ran into the house.

"Slow down, really." Abramas looked at Magnolia, the little girl, and shook her head with a smile.

"Let's go, Calais, let's go drink." Looking at Calais on the side, Abramas dragged him directly into the car.

When they met again, the two of them seemed more familiar, although in different ways, but as people who had experienced the war, they had a more intimate atmosphere.

"I've seen it all, Magnolia's girl is really handsome." Abramas didn't hesitate to praise his praise, praising Magnolia for her performance that night.

"She's always been so handsome." Thinking back to that night, Calais also said it as a matter of course.

"Such a handsome girl, if you miss it, you won't have it anymore, why don't you do it quickly." Abramas egged on Calais.

Thinking of Magnolia, Calais was a little distracted.

"Hey, don't be in a daze, it's here." Abramas interrupted Calais's delusions.

Drinking early in the morning, only the two of them could do it, but when they arrived at the tavern, they found a crowd of people.

In order to celebrate the victory, the tavern, which was originally closed during the day, is still open, and it is crowded with celebrants.

The wine bottles were scattered all over the place, but the staff had no complaints on their faces, cleaning with a smile on their faces, and at the same time bringing boxes and boxes of wine.

What was once a quiet tavern is now bustling with activity.

"Yo, Llamas." In front of the bar, a bearded uncle greeted Abramas.

"Why come early in the morning to drink, not like you."

"Celebrating the victory, of course." Across the bar, Abramas gave the boss a hug.

"I'm so happy today, shouldn't you take out your treasures and let us taste them?" At the end of the hug, Abramas looked at his boss with a wicked smile.

"Yo, you guy, staring at my treasures every day, the fox's tail is finally revealed."

"Less nonsense, get it out." Abramas laughed and cursed, urging the boss.

"Good, good, for the Federation!" With that, the boss took out two dark round altars from the back room.

It is completely different from the wine in the back, compared to the beautifully packaged wine in the back, the two black jars are a bit ugly no matter how you look at it.

As if seeing through Calais's thoughts, Abramas said to Calais: "Don't look at him ugly, it's a treasure inside, a jade liquid." ”

The dark jar seemed to have a mysterious charm that attracted their eyes and could not be removed for a long time.

Abramas took a jar and slapped open the clay, and in an instant, the aroma of wine filled the entire tavern, and before he could drink it, the wine was already capable of getting people drunk.

"Come on, come on." Taking two cups, Abramas poured one for Calais.

This wine is different from what you usually drink, it is pure white and transparent, and there is no color, but it has a mellow aroma.

"This is called wine and drunken spring festival, the whole universe, only the Chen Dynasty has it." Pour yourself a glass, and Abramas didn't forget to explain it to Calais.

Drunk Spring Festival? Calais picked up the glass and looked at the crystal clear liquid flowing inside, the mellow and rich aroma of wine seemed to seduce Calais and make him drink it quickly.

"Come on, do it." Abramas and Calais toasted and drank down.