The sound seemed to have come to an end after the door closed.
The surroundings were quiet, the windows were open, and there was no insect chirping in the air that Cassia wanted to hear. Outside was a piece of dry green grass, and around the silhouettes of the buildings, one could see the huge sand-control trees lined up in one corner, and then
There are white-gray fault clouds piled up layer by layer in the sky. The wind is very light, and there may be infinite ripples on the clouds like a lake.
Cassia thought like this, and the large and small puddles he had seen on the road after rainy days appeared in his mind. Would the water surface under the breeze at that time be the epitome of the lake? He had never seen a real calm lake surface.
, he has seen a lot of small ponds. The Moon Lake not far away is not the lake he expected in his mind.
Books describe that the blue lake surface is like a mirror, and the white clouds floating slowly in the sky seem to enter the world of the lake surface inadvertently. But is there really a calm lake surface in this world? Maybe no one can tell
.
There was once a group of people who were chasing and recording various lakes. They traveled to different corners of the world, looking for lakes with different scenery and characters. Finally, they found a huge lake, boundless, with no end of the calm lake in sight. Then
They were riding a wooden boat, swaying on the lake, with layers of triangular waves swaying from the stern of the boat. The lake was very blue, and they said it was the color of the sky. It was so blue that it seemed like a corner cut directly from the sky.
The waves that rise are all this color.
Finally, the ripples from the stern of the boat became smaller and smaller, and they completely melted into the lake and entered another world.
This is Cassia's favorite book "Blue Lake" when she was a child. The group of people who pursued the lake relied on their own efforts and their love for the lake, and were finally accepted by the elves of the lake and entered the world on the lake.<
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After lying on the bed for a long time, Cassia felt that she was in good spirits now and actually had time to think about the lake.
She was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to scream. By the time David's old chef pushed the food in on a trolley, Cassia had already drank all the cold water on the side.
At noon, Cassia had the strength to go out for a walk instead of lying in bed. There was no one in the huge house. David's two little daughters also followed him to Green City, leaving only one old man.
Chef.
The old chef said that Kara left in the car in the morning. The owner David was also busy with his own business in the past two days, and the time to come back became less and less. In many cases, only Kara would occasionally visit during meal time.
Come back once.
"Something big must have happened in the city. When I went to buy ingredients, there were patrolling troops everywhere. It was scary." He said, and then took a puff of cigarette. "You don't mind if I smoke. That night the boss sent you
When I brought you back, your face was covered in blood. In less than three days, you were able to sit here and chat with me."
"It's okay." Cassia shook her head, "It's not a serious injury, and it's almost healed."
"I really envy you young people. If an old man like me accidentally falls and falls, he may have to lie down until he enters the coffin." The old chef said with a smile, "I may not be able to enter the coffin. Under the laws of the empire,
It is stipulated that it must be cremated, otherwise the body will rot and spread diseases easily, they said so."
"There are a lot of bluffing regulations in the empire's laws, don't worry about it." Cassia smiled at the side, the old chef's spirit was much more peaceful than him.
There was nothing to do all day, and Cassia walked around the house, as if she had lost her direction, and kept going in circles.
Finally, he took out the two revolvers and followed Carla's example to maintain them. The so-called maintenance was nothing more than wiping dust off them and wiping each bullet with a towel to make it shine brighter.
Cassia was doing these meaningless tasks very seriously. On the clean table, every bullet looked as sharp as a sword. If possible, each of them would represent a life. Nearly three hundred rounds.
Bullets, and two pistols made of high-grade metal. After he wiped them three times, the light outside finally became dim.
The hard-to-kill time in the afternoon finally passed by me, but the silent night came again.
A person ate a rich dinner in silence, and his digestive system was like a furnace of fire. He quickly obtained a large amount of material and energy from it. On his thin body, the layers of fat that stored energy began to grow again, as if
A water storage tank used to collect rainwater in the desert.
After returning to his room and sitting down, the bright light made Cassia feel that it was so irritating to his eyes for the first time. He took off the gauze on his hands and applied medicine to his palms. The granulations on them were connected by the brush.
At the same time, new soft skin can already be seen in some places.
The substances in the four tubes of sedatives are still having a weak effect. The five broken ribs have been rejoined while he was sleeping. The rest is just to consolidate the healing effect. Their ribs are much stronger than imagined.
In the first stage, the density and hardness of the bones will reach the level of real steel, which is different from the weight of ordinary people. Most of the reasons come from this. Cassia only broke a few ribs in the explosion. One of them is based on
The second reason why the surgical stage is about to reach the middle of the first stage is of course the hardness of the bones. Bones are like steel, and it is not easy to break them.
I turned on the light in the room and read the information Kara brought back from Feston until late at night. The light from the street lamp came in through the window. The bugs had disappeared in the past few days, and the light could no longer attract them. The street lamp seemed to
It also became a little lonely, with no bugs flying around it throughout the night.
After reading all the information, Cassia drank a glass of juice and went to bed. He lay on the bed with his eyes wide open and couldn't fall asleep. His newly recovered body didn't feel much fatigue. Logically speaking, his spirit should be very tired, but
The moment after the lights were turned off, he felt so excited that his whole body was burning.
"It's a pity that no one can talk to me." Cassia muttered to herself in the darkness, staring at the street lights outside until she was about to shed tears, then sighed and closed her eyes. But her eyeballs were still under her eyelids.
Move, your spirit is surprisingly good at this time.
Thinking that Kara, Leigh and Krichens should have arrived in the mine tunnel by now and started to follow Gustin's mark, Cassia felt a little disappointed.
He is not an indispensable member of them, no matter who he is. He seems to be a dispensable figure, which makes him a little shocked. Sometimes he feels that he can control the overall situation, but then
Only then did he realize that he was just an unimportant chess piece. Although he gradually understood himself better, the growing sense of emptiness swallowed him up. From an ordinary civilian boy to now holding a gun and shooting has become a daily routine.
Man, Cassia has always walked here in a daze. Whatever the military school arranged, he would follow it. Wherever he was weak, he would spend time strengthening it. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but he just felt
I seem to be an extra person in the military school. If I have to describe it, it would be at a loss and awkward.
Yes, it's just awkward, he thought. He still hasn't been able to fully integrate into the life pattern of the military school.
"But there is nothing to be embarrassed about. The military school does not charge tuition fees, and there is a subsidy of 10,000 holy coins every month. How nice. What do I lose here alone? I am not a rich person in the first place. As long as
Just do your best and graduate smoothly." Cassia changed her tone to encourage herself.
"Actually, no one was expecting me, everything was just my delusion." He continued, suddenly feeling much better. "Now I just want to survive every mission intact.
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With this mood, Cassia fell asleep.
Things remained the same the next day, and Cassia began to do some simple recovery exercises in the spirit of recovery.
On the third day, Carla and the others still didn't come back, and Cassia's palms were basically healed. He began to practice shooting and sword stabbing, and occasionally recalled fighting skills and breathing techniques.
In the afternoon of the fourth day, David came back and brought back new supplementary medicines, which was what Carla asked David to do when she left.
He told Cassia that a commercial airship will arrive at the Green Oasis tomorrow afternoon and stay for a few days. He wants to take the opportunity to sell more jewelry. He will be very busy in the future and will come back sooner.
Young Master. If you have something to do, just leave it to the old chef, he said, and then left in a hurry.
Cassia watched David's leaving shadow disappear, and suddenly felt that it was great to live for a small goal in life like David. Maybe there was a goal named goal in some unnamed corner of Cassia's heart, or
It's an ideal thing, but it's a pity that he still can't describe the specific appearance of this thing.
A hand patted his shoulder at this moment, and a long voice reached his ears.
"Mr. Cassia, you can't completely relax your vigilance when you are resting. If you are so defenseless, you could have died a dozen times."