Most of Skadi's surface water has been destroyed by heretic attacks, and the already precarious natural resources have been completely stripped away, and realistically, the atmosphere is intact enough to keep the liquid from the orbit of the planet, but the sudden evaporation also causes the water to be frozen in the cold atmosphere, and the thin air flutters in the monsoon.

Thus the lack of water in Skadi is peculiar, only in some areas, in many cases, the underground sea and the sky are full of water, except for the ground that appears to be dry.

This is not normal, especially after Skadi introduced a large amount of domestic water and irrigation with countless Void Engines, and the new water circulation system was urged by the cold days of the planet, and the moisture in the atmosphere became heavy and ready to move.

The world rotates faster than Terra and is thinner and lighter, spanning the entire spring, summer, autumn and then the coldest and longest winter in just three months in 180 days.

The white snowflakes fell on the last day of March, as if to tell the people of Skadi something, a message about the return of the water, and the girl was mesmerized by the beautiful sight as the ingenious little things slipped from the sky and landed on Arya's thick brown gloves in a thick white winter coat.

"What is this?" Pan Lan never rained, the only time it was a bad rain made of blood, not to mention such a beautiful white snow, although Arya likes to learn, but her short life is not enough for her to practice, therefore, she probably guessed the snow, but she still has to confirm it with her teacher, Mr. Hagrid.

Hagrid raised his palm, the rough, calloused palm taking the white crystals, and the liquid melted into droplets, relieved after licking to make sure it wasn't a virus bomb or an addictive drug.

"It's snow, it's snowing, Arya, it's beautiful." The old Space Mariner spat out the mist, he never wore heavy clothes because of his farm work, and his superhuman physique could help him resist the cold wind, but he was also unsure of Arya's defenses.

"Go back to the house, I hope the snow won't be bigger, and if the temperature drops a little lower, there will be danger inside the greenhouse, and so will you."

The first Duchess of Scardy said as she stood on the ground with snow on her back. "Why, Mr. Hagrid, do you think I'm such a weak child?"

Before Hagrid could reply, the sound of Boots' footsteps interrupted their conversation, and Alan Baier approached with a few Katachan soldiers. "He wouldn't think so, and neither would I, but adults have adult jobs."

The Katakans were holding thick shrouds, and some were carrying heating equipment, and Arya rushed to see the Lord of Skadi, and during this time with Hagrid, she had gained a lot of nature that had been lost due to the war, and she was twittering.

"Uncle, what are those plastics for, heating equipment? Are you going to build a house for the wheat? ”

"No, no, no, it's more than a tent, and the wheat is about the revival of Skady, and I don't want it to go wrong."

"There will definitely be a snowstorm during this time, and if we want to eat new bread next month, we need to prepare." Alan Baier glanced into the greenhouse, and saw the lush, golden treasures, and couldn't help but wonder what the Skadisheng wheat would taste like.

"So, Mr. Hagrid, don't you mind if my soldiers go into your field?" Alan Baier asked.

"Of course, my life is yours, and the land belongs to you, but I shouldn't be questioned about it." Hagrid was flattered, at least for the years he had served, no one would respect him after he had shed his warrior coat, absolutely nothing.

"Speaking of which, on the contrary, I should feel even more guilty for not being able to wash away the Skadian people's worries about you, what war lords say, they are just ordinary people." Alan Baier thought of Hagrid's ostracism before, and planned to cover his sins with a good harvest, but he didn't expect Arya to take the lead.

The wound of being injured by the machine needs to be warmed by the heart, and the interesting thing is that Arya's gentleness is also the emotion and value that the mechanical sage passed on to her, so it seems that this person has been injured by the machine and saved by the machine.

Brother Hai was said to be silent, just opened the greenhouse and let the soldiers decorate it, except for Arya in the wilderness, enjoying what it was like to enjoy the cold snow falling around those white elves.

And because of the abundance of manpower, Hagrid rarely relaxed this time, compared to the usual constant labor, today, he used his teacup to brew black tea for the first time in a long time, stirring and boiling soft bread.

Alan Bair took the teacup and sat down on the Space Marine table and chair, which was too tall for him, and he noticed that there was a normal-sized one next to the chair, which was simply made of wood and nails, strong and durable, but it was not custom-made by Alan Bair.

"You made one for that kid?"

Hagrid smiled. "Yes, the craftsmanship is rough."

Alan Baier nodded. "No, I'm only going to do worse, compared to this, how long the blizzard will last, and my observation equipment doesn't know, it's an outbreak that Skady has been accumulating for a long time."

"If the wheat can't hold up, I hope you can take your children to live in the castle, and the planting plan can be postponed..."

Alan Barr spoke, but Hagrid interrupted him abruptly. "No, this is the only one." He opened his mouth without thinking, and the image of Arya leaving flashed through his mind, the feeling made him uncomfortable and painful, and he couldn't help but worry that Arya would never come back when she returned to the castle.

But he still said it on his lips. "Wheat is my new soldier, and Arya is taking care of it with all her might, and she won't let those children go and let them die."

Alan Bair frowned. "The blizzard doesn't know how long it lasts, you can get through it as Superman, but that kid obviously can't, no matter how much you like her, you have to consider the reality that she will leave you."

This sentence pierced the heart of the space marine, and many people forgot that this seemingly kind old man was actually the demon who had killed countless people, and even the most evil of the demons, his goodness was only because of his old age and failure, his pain and awakening, and many people still thought that this beast had not forgotten those.

At this moment, Hagrid's fierce appearance was revealed, wrinkles like the cheeks of a lion, and his white hair was also a mane, which made people's hearts beat, and his two-meter-five body stood up, threatening the most powerful mortal in this star region.

But Alan Baier is not afraid, he has never been afraid, he has been fighting with the Space Marines for a long time, the years are very long, and he knows those giants better than most mortals, but he can't break up the two grandchildren, so he can only stand up and say. "The installation is almost over, and when it's cold, and the blizzard hasn't fallen too fiercely, bring her to the castle."

The Lord of Skadi left with his men, leaving Hagrid alone in a daze, looking at the endless green wheat field.

Outside the greenhouse, Arya took a breath of hot air on her red fingers that were frozen from playing in the snow, and the wet snowflakes entered those sturdy gloves with moisture, and seeing the departure of the Lord of Skadi, Arya looked curiously at the new home of wheat in the greenhouse.

The white film covered the entire field, the grass green wheat bent over, and several heaters gasped in the corner of the greenhouse, although it was not as beautiful as usual, and considering that the seeds needed those warmth, Arya also forgave the uncle's behavior.

"Won't you freeze if you have those?" Arya asked, sticking to Alan Byer.

Alan Baier touched his chin. "Not necessarily, if the blizzard is too severe, the seeds will still not be able to hold on."

"Then I'm overloading the device to increase the temperature...", Arya asked without giving up.

Alan Bair replied. "The life of the equipment will be greatly reduced, and the demand for promethium will become exaggerated, and if you can't grasp the time, the equipment may go out."

"Then I'll have to stay here and watch them." Arya replied earnestly.

"Then you'll freeze to death," Alan Bair was a little dissatisfied. You are more important than the seeds. ”

"Teacher Hagrid will stay here too, I understand that those seeds are also important, and if I can help Skadi, I will do the same, and don't forget, I am your duke." Arya replied.

Alan Baier sighed. "Your grandchildren are just as stubborn!" He left with his soldiers, and silently instructed Katachan to bring over all the supplies that could be spent.

Alan Baier couldn't persuade these two stubborn donkeys, so she could only rely on this method to help them, while Arya, in contrast, saw it easily, she felt that difficulties would always pass, such a mentality was good, but for the dark end of the forty-thousand-year, such an idea was right or wrong.

And when Arya returned to the shed, the tinkling noise filled the place, and Arya shouted as the unique metal filled the gap-filled wooden house. "Emperor!"

Hagrid wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at Arya, what surprised this girl so much was also simple and not simple, it was Hagrid's Terminator armor, Arya was annoyed at first, but she only rationally suppressed those angers, and said blamefully.

"How did you put it on the wall?!"

Hagrid sighed. "Yes, I don't think I need it anymore, but you need it, it could only protect me before, now it can protect the two of us, when the cold winter comes, those armors can be immune to most of the cold, then I fill the bedding with cotton cloth, build a fire, add coal and enough food, and we will get through."

Arya's eyes were red. "You're for me?" She choked up, and regretted that she didn't go back directly with Alan Bair, if she left, then the armor that had accompanied Hagrid for the rest of her life wouldn't be like this...

Hagrid just said. "In the past, people sighed, missed, sighed, but after I met you, I realized that life is destined to move forward, I am no longer a warrior, and I can't hold a sword, the hoe doesn't need an armor drive, and only I want to cultivate the mood of life that can make it stable."

"Don't blame me... Is it? Arya shook her head in thought. No matter how you open up, that armor is your life, you don't need to accommodate me, okay, let's go home, go back, I'll make some stew. ”

"Space marines aren't afraid of hot handles, how about I put some cheese?" Arya seemed to go back to where before, walking as she went, and then asked her teacher.

Hagmuna's answer. "Don't be afraid."

As they entered the house, Arya began to cook the meal, Hagrid, as a space marine, was destined to learn many things for his long life, but not this, and when the hot aroma came out of the smoke of the stove, the two of them seemed to return to the ordinary days before the blizzard.

It is difficult for these two people to evaluate that the one is helping the other, the one is supervising the other, they need each other, they achieve each other, and understand each other.

He was also a teacher and a friend, but if he really wanted to evaluate, it was probably Hagrid who needed Arya's unique gentleness.

And tonight, while the stove was still glowing, Arya curled up in the heat, covered with a thick futon, and Hagrid read his story.

"In Lodell's Third System, as it is now, with cold winds and me, my brother and I commanding the Mortal Auxiliary Legion, staggering fire cover and tearing through enemy defenses, are fellow human beings who have refused the Emperor's light because of years of blockade and isolation from the Empire."

"At first, our tactics worked well, until the cold wind came, and the world's unique atmospheric circulation system appeared a huge evil wind, and the cold cooling was staggered by rain and snow, enough to freeze the joints of the power armor."

"The mortal losses are heavy, those auxiliary legions can only huddle inside the armored vehicles, and those armor has fallen seriously to the ground because of the snow, and it is difficult to move an inch."

"Until we cut through the enemy's defenses, those soldiers used the heating technology left over from the Dark Ages, maintaining their terrifying combat power, and my team, brothers, and I went on a crazy raid using jetpacks, like thunder and lightning falling into them, and a blizzard gave us cover, even though I was almost frozen then, and 30% of my body's biological abilities dissipated."

Arya spoke. "How cold is that?"

"Huh? Compared to now, probably... Triple colder? Hagrid replied.

"That's really unimaginable, is the blizzard here a light snow for the teacher?" Arya asked.

Hagrid watched as the snowflakes fell outside the window growing larger and the cold crept up his body. "No, I wore the armor of the Empire then, and now... Probably I can't fight in the field. ”

Arya said with a smile. "Then I will design a set of equipment that will make people no longer afraid of the environment, and after wearing it, they can resist most of the malice in this universe!"

Hagrid replied. "Yes, yes, someday..."

He wasn't sure, but the future of the empire should also be in the hands of children like Arya, but it seemed that their future was still uncertain.

When the snowstorm also came as scheduled, under the multiple defenses of castles, greenhouses, houses, the wind was not very powerful, only dense snowflakes and suddenly reduced temperature, suffocating cold.

When only the promethium-filled stove can keep it warm, and the wheat outside is frosty, no one knows how long such days will last...

(End of chapter)