The first month of the dry season has passed, and while the sun is still blazing, the breeze through the shade of the trees is already cool.

It's just that in Weishan City, except for the large trees around the hilltop square and the city lord's mansion, there are very few tall trees in other places, and the limited space is given to the dense stone houses.

Therefore, the surrounding area of this large maple tree on the mountainside of Weishan City has become a rare place for nearby residents to rest and gather.

The maple leaves are green and black, but they are illuminated by the strong sun, rustling in the afternoon breeze, and the cicadas hiding among the branches and leaves are hoarse, as if they know that the time is running out.

However, now under the shade of the trees, there are only a few old people sitting quietly and a few children playing and playing.

For the current Weishan City, the elderly and children are rare things, they are too fragile, and there are very few who can follow the migrating military families and fleeing refugees to Weishan City alive.

But now, they are safe, and the old people are smiling and watching the children run tirelessly and laugh in front of them.

Except for the small bustle under the big maple tree, as far as the eye can see, the whole residential area is quiet.

Now is the critical juncture for the drought-tolerant buckwheat leaves, and both men and women are now busy carrying water and watering the vast fields outside the city, guarding the hard-won hope.

New refugees arrive in Vishan every day, and the number of inhabitants in the city has exceeded 5,000, which is already its all-time high, and this record will soon be broken.

There were no more houses to live in, but fortunately, only the front of the hill facing the trumpet-shaped plain was full of houses from top to bottom, and most of the cone-shaped mountain was still blank.

So, in addition to the residents who work in the fields, the others are in full swing to become an army of builders, constantly building new houses on Weishan.

But they are all happy to do it, because the sweat they pay will become a copper eagle that jingles in their hands at the end of work every day.

Of course, there was still compulsory labor, but each household only had to pay one labor day in a week, which was simply too easy compared to the previous days when they were begging for a living under various lords.

As for this "week", it is also one of the new gadgets that have recently been promulgated in the Lord's Palace, dividing seven days as a week, and stipulating that every seven days is a day of rest and Sunday.

As a civilian, there will be any rest days, which are said to be "statutory", which is also unheard of before.

But today is not a Sunday, and no one in the entire Weishan City is idle, and everyone is very busy.

...... No, there is one person who is idle.

The lord of Vishan Castle, the baron singing, was alone along a certain staircase from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

In Weishan City, he is absolutely safe, and every resident has been secretly audited by Silver Moon's soul-reaching eyes.

He liked it very much that such a person would go deep into every path and narrow alley of Weishan City, carefully inspecting his territory.

Through such rounds, the territory slowly became real from an abstract concept, and a strange sense of blood connection crept in.

As he walked to the foot of the big maple tree, Gao Ge stopped and watched with great interest the frolic of several naughty children.

Although most of the residents had seen Gao Ge and knew him, the lord of the city, these old people and children obviously did not know him, they were too old or too young to attend the few gatherings in the hilltop square, so naturally they had not seen him.

So, although the children looked at the song a few times with curiosity, they still played as usual.

"It's my turn. A little boy with a snot shuffled screamed, and his hands kept busy, as if he was fiddling with something.

"Hurry up, see how far and how high you can fly this time. The other children were screaming and jumping excitedly, all staring at the snot boy's hands, which were busy in circles.

"Alright, look at me!" the snotty boy seemed to have finally done some kind of preparation, jumped to his feet, and shouted as he raised his hands.

......With a fluttering of wings, a pigeon-sized bird flew out of the snot boy's hand, circled around the big maple tree and flew towards Gao Ge amid the cheers of the children.

"This ...... This isn't a real bird!" Gao Ge's eyes widened, "It's a small machine, a flying trap bird!!"

Gao Ge was a spirit, and with a stretch of his hand, he grabbed the trap bird flying above his head.

Although he was caught by Gao Ge, the bird's wings still flapped and flapped, "snapping" his fingers, and it took a while to stop.

Looking closely at this delicate little machine in his hand, Gao Ge couldn't help but be amazed, the wooden skeleton uses very little material, but it achieves high strength with an ingenious structure.

The shape of the papier-mâché wings is cleverly designed, not only beautiful, but also subtly aerodynamic.

An old bowstring made of cow tendon gave the bird the power to fly.

The level of design and production of this trap bird is in no way inferior to the fluttering birds sold at the gates of those tourist spots in the original world.

But in this world, the level of mechanical design and manufacturing is still extremely low, even the clock is extremely rare, and it is said that the entire kingdom is only a handful of them, either in the stargazing hall or in the royal palace, and they are all stupid guys who are as tall as two people and weigh thousands of pounds.

In this world, Gao Ge has never heard of it, let alone seen such a delicate thing, which is too advanced.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Give us back the bird!" The boy who was chasing the bird surrounded Gao Ge, and the snotty boy looked like he was not afraid of the sky or the earth, and stretched out his dirty little hand to Gao Ge.

"Give it back to us, it's ours. The other children shouted

Gao Ge asked, "Is it yours?"

"Brother Kevin made it for us to play with. "The snotty boy was obviously an impatient, and as he barked, he was about to jump high enough to get the bird in the singer.

Gao Ge hurriedly raised his hand to prevent the snot boy from succeeding, and continued to ask, "Who is Brother Kevin? You take me to meet him, and I will return this bird to you." ”

"Give it back to us, give it back to us. The naughty boys didn't listen to the song at all, and began to play tricks, and they all pulled at his clothes.

If the parents of these children saw this scene, I am afraid that their souls would also fly with fright, how could they have collided with the lord like this!

Gao Ge shook his head helplessly, made a new move, reached into his arms, and took out a few preserved fruits wrapped in oiled paper like a trick.

Under such a big move, the children's eyes suddenly straightened, and saliva gurgled in their throats.

"Take me to your brother Kevin, these delicious foods are all yours. Gao Ge reached out to the salivating little faces.

......

It was dark inside, but luckily there was a bright tile on the roof.

At this time, the sunlight hits the roof directly and casts a straight pillar of light through the Ming Tile.

Against a gloomy background, the pillar of light stood out as shiny dust slowly churned in it.

The pillar of light was cast on a table full of strange objects, and in front of it, a young man was busy with something.

"Still doesn't work!" Kevin muttered in annoyance, tossing the charcoal bar in his hand and letting out a long sigh.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate, gentle face, and eyes that were large, often flickering or distracted, but when focused, they were strikingly bright.

Although his body was thin, his hands were unexpectedly slender and powerful, and he flicked his hands on the armrests of the chair, and the whole chair moved out of front of the table at once, which was actually a chair with wheels.

His legs, from the knee down, were all missing, and he was a disabled person who had lost both legs.

It was at this moment that he noticed that there was already one more person in the house.

"You...... Who are you?" Kevin's expression was cowering and shy, like a frightened lamb.

"Hello, you're Kevin, I'm Gorge Horton. Gao Ge smiled.

"You, hello, Mr. Houghton. Kevin's expression was still very cramped, and it was clear that he was a very introverted person.

He didn't realize Gao Ge's identity, even when he heard the name that should have been thunderous throughout Weishan City.

It seems that he really doesn't hear anything outside the window, perhaps, this little dark room is all he usually does.

"You did it, right?" Gao Ge pulled out the trap bird, and after paying a large price for a handful of candied fruit, he managed to get the gadget from the urchins.

"Yes...... Yes. Kevin lowered his eyes and took his work embarrassedly, "casually...... I made it for the kids to play with. ”

"Well done, you're amazing, Kevin. Gao Ge accentuated his tone.

"No, no, you've won the prize. Kevin's face flushed suddenly, but his face suddenly glowed with a touching look, and it was obvious that he rarely received such praise.

But the sparkle on his face immediately dimmed again, and he clasped his bare knees with his hands, and whispered, "I—I'm just a useless disabled person, and I can only do things that are useless at all. ”

"No! Kevin. Gao Ge squatted down, looked Kevin in the eye, and said solemnly: "God is fair, you have lost your legs, but you obviously have more dexterous hands and more creative minds than ordinary people." You're not a waste, you're going to be a very useful person. ”

"I—Can I be a useful person?" Kevin looked up and looked eagerly at the young man in front of him, who was not a few years older than him, but who gave him inexplicable trust.

"Yes!" Gao Ge affirmed loudly, patting Kevin on the shoulder again, "Then let me see what you have done, what you are doing, and what you are going to do." ”

"Yes, Mr. Houghton. You can take a look at these drawings I designed, unfortunately, all the works I made were discarded before coming to Weishan City, but their drawings are all there. Kevin's words unconsciously became fluent, and he quickly turned his wheelchair back to his desk and pulled out a notebook.