() On this vast sea, time passes day by day......

Life at sea is a bit boring, iron slag gets up every morning, first accompany the iron bell to exercise the mattress uàn mantle slow cockroach wish perch qi stop slang stop slang block dip cast gou arch strong last job bad stirring crisp shape leg swallow wish xin shou stalk young pan ti ac tooth spring zhi rank block blink recovery barium ferment Xi Yu Hui Yu retreat pack Xuan Xuan outboard Xie Wei

That night, Iron Slag stood alone in the bow of the ship, looking out at the vast sea. The north wind from the snowy night ice field brought a bone-chilling cold. Iron Slag was dressed in a black military uniform made of waterproof fabric, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, standing in the wind. Compared to other people on board, iron slag is relatively hardy. On such a night, he is the only one who will stand in the bow of the boat to blow the wind, and everyone else will surely hide in the warm cabin as long as they are okay.

Looking at the calm sea, Iron Slag thought that he couldn't swim and hesitated to find an opportunity to learn. Then, he never knew how to swim and thought of something else......

"Sister or Lao Niu, who is more important?" "You."

Every time she finished, Lena would put her arms around him and ask him some gibberish questions.

"Why?" Lena needs not only answers, but also sound reasons. Just like the math teacher's requirements for students, not only to write the answers, but also to write the calculation process, otherwise points will be deducted!

"The old cow grows darker." "Is there any other reason besides being dark?"

This math teacher not only has to calculate the process, but also has to do it in a variety of ways......

"The old cow has a large nostril." "What else?" "Old cows are sometimes stupid." "What else?" "The old cow sleeps and snores." "What else?"

Even though there are many ways to do this, the math teacher may not be satisfied......

"The old cow doesn't look good." "Hmm~ really good, what else?" "Lao Niu is not a big beauty." "Baby is so smart, what else?"

Of course, there are also some calculations that have been recognized. However, even if the operation method is correct, the math teacher still has a hard time satisfying......

"Baby, can I ask you another question?" "Not good." "Can't you ask any more? Do you dislike your sister? "Ask......"

Usually, after completing a question, there will be a second, third, fourth, and fifth questions......

"If my sister and the old cow fall into the water at the same time, who will you save first?"

"I won't save it."

"Why!" Lena's eyes were pricked up, like a math teacher picking up a whip or a chalk eraser.

"I can't swim......" Iron Slag spread his hands to express helplessness.

Looking back, he was glad he couldn't swim......

"I won't go to school~"

Teachers often have high expectations of their students.

"The Iron Old Man kept me away from places where there was water, and he was full of fish that could eat people."

"Okay~ let's change the question." Lena's wisdom lies in the fact that she never clashes with the ideas of the Iron Old Man, just as a teacher never competes with the principal.

"If you had an apple in your hand, and my sister and the old cow were hungry, who would you give it to?" The teacher continued to ask questions.

In fact, students are tempted to answer, "Eat it yourself." However, in order to avoid being punished, students will still give some unwanted answers.

"You."

"Why?" The teacher asks for the calculation process.

"Old cows eat grass, not fruits." "What else?" "It's hard for old cows to starve to death, and it's okay if you don't eat for a few days." "What else?" "The old cow will fart when it eats an apple." "What else?"

These are not very satisfying calculations.

"The old cow is not elegant enough when he eats apples." "Hmm~ really good, what else?"

This is a basically satisfactory process.

"Lao Niu is not a big beauty." "Baby is so smart, what else?"

This is the master key, and when you don't know what to answer, this sentence will do. It's like sleeping in class and the teacher wakes up students to ask questions. At this point, no matter what the teacher asks, the student only needs to answer:

"I seem to have a cold today......

Then, all problems will be solved.

However, the innocent old cow, just like the bad student in the eyes of the teacher, will be involved with him no matter what bad things happen.

"Don't learn from him...... "Who is who, ...... today" "Who is who, and the test results are ......"

In short, the problem of a qiē that can produce a contrast will be related to Lao Niu. Of course, it's not his fault. Heaven can testify that he did nothing......

Perhaps Lao Niu's only fault is that Iron Slag has too few friends, and he is the only one. Lena couldn't find anyone else, so she could only use him again and again.

In the memory of Iron Slag, Lao Niu was not so dark when he was young, but he was one blacker than ordinary children. But since Lena arrived in Iron Mountain Town, the old cow has become darker and darker year by year, and now it is like a black charcoal, and I don't know if she gave it to the black......

Thinking about it, the moon crept into the air. The calm sea is sparkling and reflects the bright moonlight.

At some point, the iron bell came to the bow of the boat, and she did not disturb the iron slag in deep thought, but just stood beside him, quietly looking at the sea.

After a while, Tie Ling let out a breath of heat and tightened his clothes.

"Iron bells."

"Hmm." She answered softly.

"I'm homeless, and I'm going to the end of the world."

"Hmmm......"

"During this time, I will try to teach you what I can do...... That's all. Iron Slag stared at the sea and said slowly.

"Okay." Iron Bell bowed his head obediently.

"Rest early." Finished, the iron slag turned around and left.

"Wait......" Iron Bell stopped him, "You've done enough for us, Iron Bell doesn't want to follow you, he just doesn't want to sell himself too thoroughly." ”

Iron Slag stopped, looked back, and Iron Bell muttered to himself:

"Girls in Iceland have to sell their first nights and their names......"

"I want to have a name to be proud of."

"When I was very old, I looked forward to the day when I would meet a hero and beg him to give me a name."

"I'm not a hero." Iron Slag returned to the bow of the boat, propped his hands on the railing, and looked out to sea, "I have heard many stories in the bars of Iron Mountain, and the heroes in those stories have great strength, noble character, and bright hearts, but ......" He paused, and continued, "In this world, it is difficult for those who have noble character to live......

"I just want to live, to live well."

"In order to do this, I have killed a lot of people, people who should or shouldn't be killed."

"Also, the heroes of those stories are all enemies who defeated him with dignity."

"And I, I prefer sneak attacks, this is what you saw with your own eyes......"

"So ......," concluded Iron Slag, spreading his hands, "I am not a hero, neither powerful, nor noble, nor honorable. ”

Over, he walked away without looking back. Originally, he thought that the old man was a hero. But he thought about it, the old man of iron was only his hero alone. If you pull someone over in Iron Mountain Town and ask, you won't think so.

If the old man is a hero, then before he dies, he will not let people be thrown in the garbage truck like garbage.

If the Iron Old Man is a hero, then when they leave, they should be in a sacred temple, not in a stinky garbage truck.

Maybe this world is so cruel that there is no way for heroes to live.

The stories he once longed for, after the death of the old man Tie, were like jokes. Noble character can only be exchanged for deception, not food; A bright and upright heart can only attract a beating, but not warmth.

Only strength can make people live and live better.

This world, that's all it is......

"No......" Looking at the back of the departing young man in black, Tie Ling shouted in his heart, "You are my hero!" ”

As the days passed, everyone was busy with their own business.

Until one day, on that distant horizon, the outline of the earth appeared.

"Here we are! Snowy night icefield! The sailors standing on the mast shouted.

Iron Slag looked up and saw that it was a world of ice and snow, with towering glaciers and boundless snow.

It's time to leave.

He called the iron bell to the bow of the ship and gave her a machete with concealed steel, a sawed single-barrel shotgun, a set of waterproof uniforms, and a strip of canvas with fifty rounds of scattered ammunition.

"The clothes were changed by Feng Yun, if they don't fit, let him adjust them again." Iron Slag touched Tie Ling's head and said.

"Hmm." The iron bell was as good as ever. In the more than a month at sea, she has been exercising every day, eating Feng Yun's stove every day, it is much darker and stronger than when she got on the boat, at least her body looks less thin.

"Call Feng Yun, I have something to discuss with him." Iron slag road.

The iron bell answered, and then ran back to the cabin with his things. It didn't take long for Feng Yun to come. Tie Slag proposed that he was responsible for the bear hunting, and Feng Yun didn't have to go, he only needed to send three people to follow him, and when he hunted the bear, he would be responsible for transporting it back.

Feng Yun nodded in agreement. At the beginning, Captain Xia Yihan arranged this way, which was to calculate the iron slag to help hunt bears, otherwise these people could only be hunted by bears.

"What else do you have to explain?" Feng Yun asked.

"Take care of Iron Bell and treat her as your own daughter." Finished, the iron slag bowed deeply to him.

Feng Yungang wanted to stop it, but his hand was halfway out, but it was like a thousand pounds. Looking at the iron-blooded man in front of him, his eyes involuntarily turned red.

Such a person can bow his head several times in his life!

He turned around, wiped his eyes, faced the vast deep sea, and swore loudly: "As long as I am alive, Tieling will have a bite to eat!" This is a promise from the deep sea! ”

Soon after, the Beidou anchored and stopped the ship, and then lowered the boat. Loaded with snowmobiles, red comets and supplies, Iron Slag and three sailors boarded the boat and rowed out to the snowy ice field.

At the same time, a girl in a black military uniform with a sword and gun on her shoulder stood at the stern of the boat, watching the boat fade away......