My mother has such a character. In these ten years of life, even when my father was still alive, she basically did not enjoy a quiet life. There are many things to keep her busy every day.
After finishing this thing, the next thing is already waiting behind. Looking up, more things have been lined up there. They seem to be the most ardent fans of my mother. They are always there no matter the wind or rain.
exists.
Physically and mentally, she can no longer relax in a short period of time. Cassia doesn’t know how her mother has come through step by step in the past ten years, so that these things can become a kind of thing deeply embedded in her body.
Habits, wanting to get rid of them completely is no longer as simple as drinking warm water down your stomach.
Before she could think a few steps away, Cassia quickly recalled all the episodes of living with her mother and sister Lilia in the small town in her mind.
I once heard those old professors say that compared to purposeful thinking, the speed of sudden thoughts is endless. Thinking requires the necessary energy in the brain, and as the thinking upgrades, the capacity to think about things increases.
, their needs for the bottom line of various brain functions are also increasing exponentially.
But thoughts are in another state. A moment's thoughts may complete a person's life, or they may deal with too many things in that short time. Thoughts are somewhat similar to dreams, but in essence they are different.
It is a completely different form of things from dreams. Dreams are connected intermittently, and thoughts seem to be able to break down time infinitely, reaching a state of near eternity.
At this time, the picture in his head returned to the reality in his eyes. Cassia had a deep understanding of the above words and sighed while looking at the neatly paved stone slabs on the road ahead.
Now is the time of year when summer transitions to autumn. There are still a few months before the annual winter vacation and Cassia needs to go there every day. In life in a small town, Cassia has no concept of vacation at all, regardless of
Whether it was the winter or summer vacation of the school there, or every weekend break, he almost always stayed in the steam factory in the small town. Life had become monotonous five or six years ago, and that habit just made him adapt well to the military.
Life inside the school.
When we came to the library door, except for the administrators who had long been infected by the atmosphere and became lazy, there was no one who looked like a student. Everyone regarded the surgery-related exercises as the most important courses in their study and life. The necessary
After completing the perfunctory theoretical course, only a very small number of people can come to the library.
Kasia did not say hello to the managers, nor did the managers look at Kasia. The two seemed to be in different worlds, and there was nothing in common that could be called intersection.
Follow the search catalog to find the map related to the destination in the rows of bookshelves. I originally thought it would be a very simple thing, just open the book and then find the quick work of the relevant area based on the address name. But after an hour or two
, Cassia repeatedly expanded the scope of the search until it extended to the entire empire, but still did not see the words Grote said.
"This is troublesome." Cassia touched her soft earlobe, which was red and hot. "The time period when Grote was alive was almost a thousand years ago. Is the place name he mentioned still the same?
It’s a question. And whether the place name he mentioned has been changed to other names in history is also something I need to find information to confirm.”
It is very likely that the place name has changed, and Cassia has almost confirmed this idea in her mind.
So from here on, Cassia completely gave up on searching for maps, and instead focused on historical classified books. But there was only one place name, and he wanted to find the answer he wanted in the endless bookshelf.
, is tantamount to something impossible to accomplish.
Cassia wants to use the search mechanism of the analytical machine to complete this tedious task. There is a super analytical machine in the military school, which stores a large amount of data. Relying on the computing function of the analytical machine itself, the search will become
Simple.
But Taranto's death gave him a signal. Someone was very interested in what Grote left behind. The Holy Emperor's Hall was extremely powerful, and there must be someone in the military school who got involved. Considering that he is now
With his special identity, Cassia decided that in the next mission, it would be more complete to borrow machines from other places to search for what he wanted.
After finalizing the idea in her mind, Cassia read the information in other areas for a while, and finally borrowed a few books on the use of steam machinery. After registering with the administrator, she left the library.
The sky has darkened, and all the street lights in the school have been turned on one after another very early. The street lights emit soft light, illuminating a small area. In the temperature collection hut set up on the grass, a thermometer has been set up.
The scale is still the same as yesterday, neither high nor low. But Cassia still feels that today is a little colder than yesterday.
The summer in Manoma is coming to an end, followed by a short autumn, and then a fierce and extremely cold winter. As long as the gloomy clouds press over Manoma from the other side of the Blanco Mountains, winter will be declared
When it comes, it will not give people any time to relax and prepare. Every year, the clouds are thick and dark, like moldy quilts, with several layers overlapping and covering the sky, making people breathless.
Now the small town should be entering the transition period before winter, right? Winter in the Clark area is earlier than in Manoma, and the clouds have almost no obstruction, and can easily completely wrap up the small town. The leaden gray clouds
The height is so low that you can reach it at your fingertips. The thick black smoke from the boiler factory will deepen the lead-gray color in the future, turning it into a cover that blocks the sun and dominates the entire town for a month or two.
Xia held the book and walked under the street lights thinking about these things. Before passing by the cafeteria, he checked the time, wandered in place a few times, and finally went in to have dinner before going back to the dormitory.
After returning to the dormitory and putting down the book, Cassia leaned on the desk and thought about how to fill out the application form for weapons and equipment.
Without any clear clue, he put the mission information aside in front of him, looked at the detailed introduction of this mission, and looked at the lines of type on the paper to see if special weapons needed to be prepared.