Heidi is not exaggerating, all the policies and systems of Quezas were decided after Moon discussed with him, and then Barossa was invited to participate in them.

It's not that you're not awakened, you can't experience the feeling of being treated like a mustard in life, and you can't experience a life where everything you need to survive has to be rewarded, and even if you are not feeling well, no one cares about it except for your kind, and you can only wait for death for minor illnesses, and you can only wait for death for major illnesses, what kind of despair is that.

In today's Quesas, the unawakened need to work after being screened and educated, and the current projects are naturally the construction of the new Jixiang City, the reclamation of farmland, and the construction of border fortifications. They can exchange the corresponding merit value through their own labor through the magic scoreboard, and after the merit value reaches a certain level, they can get the corresponding treatment, land, houses, and things that are not so far away, and even that they are within reach, because Moon said that Quezas lacks everything else, so there is no shortage of food and shelter, and the planned production scale of Moon Ice is enough to supply the food needs of the whole collar.

The problem of food was solved, and clothing and lodging were the second steps for Quezas. Not only are there residential areas in the new city, but there are planned residential areas in the whole of Quesas, and the current population is really nothing for the area of Quesas. It's never been a problem to wear it, it's just that no one was willing to give it before.

After these problems were resolved, Quezas's policy even supported the unawakened to marry wives and reproduce. Of course, you have to accumulate enough merit points to be promoted from the bottom of the realm to the commoner, and then Quezas will have someone to do these things, provided that both parties are willing to do it.

As for those who are lucky, have good talents, and have good physical fitness, they are absorbed by the guards, and after strict screening and education, training and cultivation, what awaits them is actual combat. Military merit is more valuable than the merit points obtained by ordinary labor, and all promotions and benefits are related to military merit, and all benefits are given priority to the guards.

There is such a sentence in the guards, Moon Black, that's the sky, Bone Dance and Wind Whisper are Optimus Prime, Moon is suitable to take it out, and Bone Dance is the person the Moon Guards want to marry the most in a survey, although the survey was anonymous, and later it also caused a lot of commotion, especially in the fight, for which there were many squadron leaders who were beaten with military sticks.

It was as a fox clan that Heidi crawled among the guards, personally participated in the formulation and implementation of policies, and personally appointed the appointment of supervisors, so that she had the confidence to say this at this time.

After learning more about it, Caesar also said that he thought it was simpler.

Because he remembered that as a minotaur, wasn't it because Moon helped him rescue the rabbit people that he recognized the other party's character, and the various events that happened after that, although the things were small, they could prove a lot of things. It also made him happy to live in this land where there was once nothing, and as for whether Moon showed up often, he didn't seem to care that much.

"The guard—" Tifa looked at Bone Dance with some hesitation. Heidi said all this because he was worried, he was very worried, and the object of his concern was sitting next to him.

In terms of Bone Dance's feelings for Moon, what happened to Moon at this time, Heidi would not be surprised that Bone Dance did anything, and even he wanted to do it, but Heidi's rationality prevailed over emotion. Others don't know, doesn't he know yet?The Commander-in-Chief of the Guard, a rather belligerent and powerful woman, but before these two things, everyone knew how much she valued Moon.

"The recruitment, screening, training of new recruits was carried out as originally planned. Combat training doubled. Seal off all news of Moon's coma. Focus on arming the southwest border to prevent Naga raids. Posted a message to the storm leader, asking for assistance in defending the northwest in case the dog on Lusselsa's side jumped over the wall. Bone Dance felt Heidi's gaze, her face gloomy and unchanging, and without the slightest hesitation, she said the longest sentence Heidi had ever heard.

How to say it, everyone, including Barossa, was a little stunned at this time.

"Bone Dance you..."Before Bone Dance led the soldiers out for actual combat training, no one dared to tell her about Moon, and he didn't dare to tell her until she came back. The scene that Emma originally had in mind was that Bone Dance didn't say a word, carrying a big sword to mobilize the Guards Legion, and prepare to march towards An'er Huyi.

These people had already discussed the seriousness of the related problems, and while Bone Dance had a short recuperation period when he returned, everyone worked together to persuade the commander of the guards of the previous city. If she insisted on leading troops to An'er Huyi, or even Luthelsa, no one here could stop her, and Moon gave her so much power.

"You are saying all this just to let me know the situation that Quezas is facing at this time, the difficulties of the previous start and the opponents he will face in the future. Gu Wu's gaze slowly swept over everyone, but his face didn't change much better.

"I understand your concerns. Since Moon has appointed me as the Commander-in-Chief of the Guards, I cannot act on any personal whims, here and now, at this moment. ”

"I can only decide what to do at this time as the commander-in-chief of the guards. Right now, the guards can't show their faces. Bone Dance hid her hand under the table, and the sound of joint bones exploding came from one after another, and the others present could probably understand how entangled and unwilling she was at this time.

"If Moon, you won't wake up. Bone Dance suddenly got up and turned to walk towards the door.

"If Quezas loses his lordship. Bone Dance, who walked to the door, slowly turned to face everyone.

With just one punch, the three walls of the conference room collapsed at the same time.

Caesar, struggling against the roof, heard only the footsteps of Bone Dance leaving.

"I'd rather be broken jade. It was like a declaration, echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, the damage to the conference room was insignificant.

Heidi walked out of the conference room, her eyes full of melancholy, Moon's accident really changed a lot of people.

Tifa is becoming more and more mature, and Emma spends her days in her lab studying healing magic.

What really surprised Heidi was Bone Dance, who discussed with Barossa and Tifa and did a lot of foreshadowing, but before the words of advice could be spoken, Bone Dance left, leaving behind a decision they were looking forward to. It's not that these people don't want to make a move, but the current Quesas needs time.

Heidi laughed for a while, yes, this is premised on Moon's safety, if he has another accident, or can't wake up, the sentence that people would rather be broken than jade is not a joke. I thought that Bone Dance made a choice between revenge and keeping his heart for Moon, but they didn't actually make a choice, they just gave themselves a time limit.

Moon sat on the ground clenched clenched in his hand, his eyes blank, immersed in some kind of emotional cycle, and he did not react to any changes in his surroundings.

For him, the legendary sun hung in the sky, but it could not divert even the slightest bit of his gaze.

The crescent moon, which was more real than the starry sky robe, loomed, but it couldn't arouse even the slightest interest in him.

The torrential rain was like a waterfall, soaking the earth and bending the seedlings.

The cold snow is like jade, crushing the sky and covering the common people.

The wind is like a tiger, tearing apart the remnant clouds and lifting the hat.

Frost is like a poem, burying life and composing sad songs.

The sun and the moon set, the moon appears and disappears, and the cycle does not stop.

Rain, snow, wind and frost, intertwined resonance, unscrupulous.

Moon was in the middle of it, unmoved, as if crazy.

There was an alternation of scenery in Moon's eyes, but he ignored it. The focus of his eyes was only on a small black world, in which there was only him, only Luo Xia.

Her careful care melted in the spring of memory, little by little, bit by drop, he was like a bystander, watching the time in the stream, watching the two meet, watching the two laugh, watching the two know each other, watching the two hug each other and sleep.

It's just that, no matter how the details in the stream occasionally recall, this black world will eventually freeze on the same day and the same picture.

"Young Master. Do you want to have someone from nearby from the Nine Division come to your aid, or go to their stronghold and wait for a while while Dean Liviasan returns?"

"Young Master... I think we should leave first. Come back after that. ”

“......”

"You're just not careful, and you're not obedient. Look at it, it's miserable. Forcing me to destroy your dreams with my own hands. ”

"Take care of yourself. ”

Scenes emerge and dissipate.

In the end, the world was frozen at the moment when Luo Xia turned around.

This situation and this scene repeatedly, and the cycle continued, his eyes were full of her, and he spread out his long hair, in order to leave him the most beautiful side.

"Is it painful?"

"Remorse?"

The voice was remembered in Moon's ears, and Moon didn't want to pay attention to it, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

The black world cracked and shattered like a shattered mirror, and he and she in it disappeared with the black shards. Moon's eyes suddenly brightened, but what he saw at this time was no longer a hidden orchid, no longer underground. It is the cycle of the sun and the moon, rain, snow, wind and frost.

I don't know how long he sat there, but Moon, who had lost his concept of time, had given up thinking. Whether time stands still or flies, what does it have to do with him?

The demented Moon suddenly felt a familiar call, but after coming back to his senses, he did not see the owner of the voice.

Moon clenched the life box in his hand, struggled for a long time, and finally stood up, looking around for the source of the sound, everything in front of him was so strange and familiar. It was no longer pitch black, nor was it the root of the dim light source, but instead of the blue sky, the watery clouds, and the dazzling sun in my mother's notes.

Moon stood in place, unmoved for a long time, not thinking about why he didn't feel uncomfortable when he saw the sun for the first time, but searching, looking for Luo Xia's voice, other than that, he didn't know what to do, and it didn't make sense to do it.

In the haze, Moon saw Luo Xia's back appear in the distance, and walked in a certain direction, fleetingly. The green hills in the distance, the flowing water in the near distance were all ignored by him, and Moon only stretched out his hand, trying to beckon her to stop, but in vain, he could only take an unsteady step and chase forward.

The deserted mountains are gradually replaced by regular fields, and Moon, who has lost his aim, walks like a walking corpse in the middle of the road.

In the distance, a village-like settlement came into view, the only entrance blocked by oddly shaped tools. Moon could also see the men hidden behind the rudimentary barricades, dressed in strange costumes, with forks and hoes in their hands, and their faces nervous.

"Oh, I'm a ghost. Moon didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, he only knew that Luo Xia's figure was going in this direction, whether it was an illusion or not, for him who suddenly lost all motivation and hope, it was a real and a goal that needed to be pursued.

"!@#¥!@%!" Approaching, several strange men jumped out from behind the barricade and shouted something in Moon's direction. When he got closer, Moon found that these people were not only dressed strangely, but also looked very strange, typical Terran faces, but Moon had never heard of a Terran with a man in a bun on his head, and even his skin color was very strange.

Moon didn't understand what the other party was saying, and he wasn't interested in understanding, so he just walked forward regardless of it.

Several people and men began to take a few steps back, shouting words that seemed to be warnings and insults, obviously a little inward-looking.

"I want to go over. Trouble let let. Moon's tone at this time was comparable to that of a dead man, low and lifeless.

"%#¥%......" A man guarding the entrance of the village took a step forward, waved the hoe in his hand, and roared loudly.

In the past, Moon might still feel dangerous, but now he has almost given up the ability to think rationally, although the other party looks strong, and his bare arms are dark and thick, but he never thought that that arm would probably be shaved on his head with a hoe.

"Thank you. Ignoring the visibly fearful expressions of the villagers' fierce expressions, Moon stepped again, ready to enter the village.

One of the two villagers who jumped out and yelled, his face full of anger, and his hoe arced and swung at Moon's head.

"Huh. Moon was expressionless, his heart was unwavering, and he continued to move forward.

The hoe went through Moon and slammed into the head of a knight's horse behind him.

Undisturbed by the strange phenomenon, Moon continued to move forward, only to stand still in the middle of the village, no longer moving, and he lost the vague feeling of carrying him forward.

By this time, the clash at the entrance of the village had ended, and the horses were suddenly attacked, and the horses were in pain and lifted two unprepared knights wearing armor and flags to the ground.

The man who took the lead was still yelling at the words that Moon didn't understand, and beckoned to the villagers who were cowering behind the fortifications, and I don't know which one hit the point, and a group of people turned over from behind the fortifications and surrounded the two knights who had just broken free from the grip and were about to escape.

The huge disparity in numbers brought the conflict to an end, and the villagers took off the armor from the knight's corpse and hid it, and threw the flag into the fire, which was made of metal, and the fire could not be disposed of, so they had to throw it into the well near where Moon was standing.

By the end of this, the sky had darkened, and the moon hung in the east, emitting a soft light.

The people of the village looked worried and uneasy.

Like a lonely ghost, Moon stood in the village square, watching the villagers destroy their corpses, gathering around him and discussing something in a language he didn't understand. Only the crackling sound of the fire was the only one he could understand.

The villagers couldn't see Moon, and Moon wasn't interested in them, he was waiting, waiting for the feeling that Luo Xia would show him the way.

Suddenly, one of the villagers put his finger in front of his mouth and made a booing sound, and when the chatter in the square stopped, the whole person lay on the ground with his ears on the ground.

After only three breaths, the man jumped to his feet and shouted something to everyone in panic. It's nothing more than running! Oh no!, or something like that, because after he shouted, all the villagers gathered in the square blew up and ran to their respective houses, and naturally there was a scene of knocking each other to the ground.

The villagers who went back to clean up one after another packed up and ran out of the village, but outside the originally quiet village, it seemed to be activated by a switch, and countless torches were lit at the same time, and it was a group of soldiers with armor like the previous knights, who had surrounded the village.

The villagers who ran out were pushed and kicked back to the center of the village by the soldiers, and the other people who were trembling in their own homes were also escorted to the square by the soldiers.

A man with a fan made of feathers in his hand and a strange high hat on his head separated from the soldiers and walked out. Gently shaking the fan with one hand and a few strands of beard on the chin with the other, it looks like the role of a staff officer.

The staff officer calmly walked to the center of the square, as if asking some question.

The villagers who had been gathered here all squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, bowing their heads and saying nothing, looking at the ground below them and falling into a kind of silence.

The staff officer asked some questions again, but the villagers just didn't speak, and seeing this, the staff officer asked his soldiers to bring a small flag, on which were painted with messy things, like ghost drawings.

The staff officer paced up and down, just across from Moon's current position, waving a small flag in his hand and chanting words that seemed to contain some kind of rhythm and tune.

The staff officer shook it for a long time, then threw the small flag into the sky, raised it with both hands, and the small flag was actually suspended in the air, coincidentally, the position was just in front of Moon.

The staff officer said something to Xiaoqi, which Moon didn't know and couldn't understand. He only turned his gaze slightly to the well beside him, but the flag fluttered to the mouth of the well.

The staff officer pointed to the well, and several soldiers walked over with torches, looked inside, and before long, they scooped up a flagpole without a flag.

The staff officer sneered, waved his hand forward, and the heavily armed soldiers drew their swords at the same time.

"Guess if they died because of you. The voice reappeared in Moon's ears.

Moon remained silent, just looking at everything in the village. After the staff officer gave the order, the soldiers slaughtered the male villagers who had no power to resist like wolves, stripped the women naked, put them in centralized custody, and turned over the belongings in the various houses and threw them together.

The process, brutal, efficient, cold. Apparently already in control.

Panic, crying, wailing, fear, anger. All that could be brought to Moon in front of him was these emotions.

Moon remembered that the villager who had just been hacked to death in front of his eyes was the one who yelled at the entrance of the village. It's just that at this time, there is no fearlessness on his face, only remorse.

When the dust had settled, Moon saw a villager come from the guard's protection to the blazing square, nodded to the staff officer, and took a cloth bag from the staff officer's hand.

Among the women in the soldier's custody, a little girl stood up crying, pointing at the man and cursing incessantly, whether he was vicious or not, Moon did not know, but looked at the expression, more hatred and disbelief than pain. Because that person was another villager who had stopped the knight at the entrance of the village. It's just that after that, his fate was not very good.

Moon had no intention of moving, and he had no intention of speaking to the voice, he stood there, waiting for the last glimmer of luck and hope in his heart, waiting for that feeling to come back again.

This stop is a long, long time, so long that Moon has forgotten a lot, but he has never forgotten Luo Xia's figure.

Moon doesn't walk, doesn't move. This naughty world seems to be deliberately against him, the road under his feet will change, the position he is in, and the people around him will also change.

Moon stood there and watched.

Beneath your feet is the earth, lava, and sea.

There were wars, partings, and betrayals around him, and he even learned the language of these strange races by guessing.

And at this time.

In front of Moon stood a man, their expressions almost identical except for their hair color, appearance, and race. It's just that the other party hid this hollowness just for a moment.

Moon remembered the familiar man, the little boy who crawled out of the well in the sweeping village long ago.

He witnessed the other party step by step to the present, wearing a gorgeous black robe, sitting on a shining throne, admired by thousands of people, and worshiped by thousands of people.

Moon, who had learned the language here, knew that this was called enthronement.

It's just that although this experience is magnificent, what does it have to do with him.

"Huh. The voice was in Moon's ears again, and the scenery around him spun rapidly, disintegrated, and recombined.

The environment that appeared this time made Moon's heart like a stagnant water, and he couldn't help but beat.

This familiar grassland, as well as the city standing on the grassland, the condescending men on the city gates, and the smiling women on the grassland.

This was the scene of his dream, and their conversation...

"It's been a long time, but I didn't expect goodbye to be in this situation. The woman's voice was slightly neutral, and Moon had already memorized her pronunciation, and what she spoke was the kind of language she had guessed.

"Indeed, but it doesn't matter. The man's low, slightly magnetic voice seemed to be magical and intoxicating, and his face gradually overlapped with the man who had ascended the throne as emperor... In addition to the vicissitudes of life, they are the same person.

"Do you think I betrayed you?" the woman smiled, casually and kindly.

"It doesn't matter, let's get started. Behind the man's steady, deep voice was the madness that Moon had seen countless times.

The next scene is the scene that keeps replaying in Moon's thirty-year dream... The city was destroyed, and there was the eye with black whites and blood-red pupils.

Moon tightened his grip on the life box in his hand, his thoughts drifting away, replaying everything he had seen so far. Replayed that night, that little village.

"You only came three days ago to collect your taxes! Why are you here again?" yelled the man behind the barricade.

"You just ate yesterday, and you won't eat today?" replied the cavalryman, who had not noticed at all at the time, and recalled it clearly.

"We are poor and remote, where can we get so much money and not let people live. ”

"I don't care about this, we are also acting according to orders, give the three of you time, move the things away immediately, and we can collect the things so that we can go to the next village. With that, the knight drove his horse to the humble barricade blocking the entrance to the village.

"Big brother, if they collect taxes again, we won't be able to live, we have no money to buy seeds, and we don't have food to store, who can survive." Just..."The other person who was hiding behind the barricade made a neck wiping motion.

"However, they are officers and soldiers..."

"Officers and soldiers, the bandits are still about the same, and the bandits still know to leave us some rations for the winter, can you look at them again?"

"But..."

"Hey, big brother, the officers and soldiers are not the same as people, and they will die if they are stabbed with a knife, don't hesitate anymore..."

So, at the instigation of another villager, the strong man swung his hoe and knocked the knight off his horse, while calling for the help of the villagers to destroy the corpse. He originally planned to flee overnight, but he didn't expect that the so-called brother who instigated him to attack the official army turned out...

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. The man bowed his head in front of the man dressed as a scribe, flattering, and took a cloth bag.

"My lord, as we said before, this money is a trivial matter, and his wife can reward me. ”

"Hmm. . ”

"Lord Xie, Lord Xie. The man turned to leave, only one step, the smile still on his face, his head had flown out three feet, and his headless body continued to move forward a few times before he fell to the ground.

"Cut. Litter. The scribe dropped a piece of yellow soft paper and took a sip. "Move fast! Everything is taken away, especially women, for them. The brothers at the front will soon return victoriously, and they must have a suitable reward. After the scribe finished speaking, he glanced at the headless corpse at his feet, "Heh, just sent an excuse to attack the officers and soldiers." ”

Moon is like a bystander, going through some people's lives, and the cycle repeats.