The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

The Niru nomads are really pitiful. They were rubbed between the Nords and the orcs for hundreds of years. Now they can finally breathe. Now they have to be kindly greeted by the kind people from heaven, and then again They were kindly taken away from the livestock and food they prepared for the winter. If they really want to keep the ethnic group alive, they probably have to leave the depths of the grassland and honestly surrender to the Nord guards in the city and outposts.

Of course, in a sense this is also a good thing. After all, the times have changed. The door of the leading industrial era is about to be kicked by a protagonist and friends and the teacher who is against the sky. If the nomads want to survive, they can only honestly bow their heads to civilization.

Do n’t be embarrassed.

However, the painful period of civilized change is always painful. Not only the Niru people whose quality of life is comparable to primitive society, but also those who claim to be in a civilized society.

Now, the time has gradually reached the glorious era of October 1227, Eliashar's sky has clearly been drizzled with continuous rain, but I don't know why, the air in the entire city is opaque with an annoying dry heat . As if it were on the day when Eliashar changed drastically, all the flames and blood were left in every corner of the city, and they would never go away again.

Now, the “Federal Legal Government” claiming to be a state of emergency committee has controlled Elixir for more than three months. And in three months, the citizens watched their quality of life decline at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Food prices are getting higher and higher, but there is always a shortage. Ordinary citizens lined up in front of the grain store, but often only bought limited amounts of food, barely allowing their families to fill up half full. To ensure that the staple food of whole white bread is unrealistic, it must be mixed with a considerable amount of black bread and potatoes. Fresh meat, fruits and vegetables have not been seen for nearly a month. Occasionally, only a little salted fish and dried meat can be added to the wheat bran porridge.

If it is on the front line of the long-term confrontation, this kind of food is already good, but what is Elias? The first good district of the Federation! In addition to the refugees and bankrupts who gathered in Dongcheng, who were about to become slaves, most of them were "small savings" handicraftsmen, craftsmen, small vendors, government workers and the like. This was also the main citizen of a big city before the industrial age. class. On average, as long as they work more than ten hours a day, they can maintain the food and clothing of a family. If you work harder and work for twelve hours, you will be able to cut one or two pieces of meat from time to time, and bring some sweets and snacks to the children. You can put on new clothes for the family every year and even save some money.

If it is in Lu Xi's hometown, what does 996 compare with this kind of work intensity? Chiqi can continue to recruit. But in this world, in this era, the urban citizens feel happy, at least much happier than the mud legs who need to grapple in the ground.

Anyway, they can always see hope.

But now, such tiny and real happiness is fragilely like soap bubbles under the hot summer sun, and if it is gone, it will be gone.

Forty-year-old Taran, holding a big paper bag, walked through the alleys of East District of Eliashar. His pace was slightly heavy and his face was full of fatigue, but the smell of smoked ham was in the large paper bag in his hand. Not to mention that it is such an extraordinary moment, even if it is ordinary, this is definitely a rare food in the slums of Dongcheng. Holding a large bag of ham in such a place and walking through the streets, it should be reasonable to be beaten by a sap, but this man who is full of fatigue and life is full of vicissitudes and tiredness, but like a lion patrolling his territory Obviously covered with flaws, but no one dared to make mistakes. Even when he passed by, the two drunk men who were fighting each other at the street hurriedly stopped. Their bruised and swollen old faces were unsightly, but they also smiled almost tauntingly at Taran.

Taran snorted and ignored the drunkards to move on. As soon as he walked away, the two of them beat each other again.

"It's this time, it's better to move bricks with such thoughts ... Oh, it's hard to find even the work of moving bricks in these years." The man sighed in his heart. Even his "little prestige" in the slums feels that his way is confused, not to mention others.

When there was another block away from home, Taran sorted out the contents of the paper bag: a piece of white bread that was as big as a fist, a piece of brown bread that could knock him to death, four dirty Potatoes, a stinky salted fish faintly tinged with a little green, a bottle of canned peas for at least three years, and a piece of air-dried meat that I don't know how many years. Theoretically, according to the current ration system implemented by Eliashar, this is the food for their family of six for the following week.

The uncle's mood suddenly fell a bit, but fortunately he still had some ways, and finally found a way to get a piece of prosciutto on the black market. This almost cost me a whole golden mira, but I saved a small vault for almost half a year. Looking at the remaining silver slots, he decided to spend the money without doing anything. So, after struggling for a full five minutes between a small bottle of rum and a bag of candy, he finally chose the latter.

The money bag was empty, and Taran's mood was empty for a long time, but when he arrived at the house, he thought he would be a surprise to his family, and he suddenly felt that he was filled.

Talan's house is a small three-story building at the end of Grey Worm Lane. It seems to be quite old, mottled and dilapidated, which is quite in line with the style of slums. However, if it is for a family of four, at least the living mask can be considered quite generous.

The uncle with a face full of flesh and a fierce face, who can act as a mixed boss without makeup, walked to the door, and even smelled a faint smell of beef stew. The mellow and mellow taste shifted from the nasal cavity and spread to the whole body, and Taran felt that he was instantly healed. After a long line of fatigue in the grain shop, the humiliation of giving nodding in the black market was swept away. This is the taste of home, this is the most powerful taste in the world ...

That's weird! I got a piece of ham from the black market. Where is your beef?

Taran hurriedly opened the door and rushed in the direction of the fragrance. He Ran saw such a violation.

Sixteen-year-old daughter Dorothy was busy in front of the stove. She didn't ignite her own earthen stove that was scorching with fire, but instead manipulated an iron pan-like thing. But I only saw a flash of red light on the big iron plate, and I didn't see any flames and thick smoke coming out. The big iron pan on the top gurgled bubbles. The beef, potatoes, and carrots in the inside rolled in the soup, exuding a tantalizing aroma.

The long table next to the kitchen was already filled with large plates of pies, bread, side dishes and fruits. Twelve-year-old son Pedro placed a chess board at the corner of the long table and played chess with his nine-year-old second son Shire. The chess board is new, and the pieces are also new, and at first glance it is top grade.

Looking at the dining table, the scene scared Lao Taran almost past. His five-year-old son Sammy and two-year-old daughter Lei are playing around with an oversized snow leopard. The huge carnivorous beast occupied almost half of the space in the restaurant. I felt that as long as I tilted my head, I could bite off the head of my little son, and then stretch out my claws to break my little girl.

Taran ’s eyes were red, and he took out the brown bread in the paper bag—as I said before, this thing was a dead man who beat it hard—and he was ready to rush forward.

However, just after a few steps, another figure appeared in the corner of the kitchen.

It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with green hair, big green eyes, fair skin, a baby's fat round face, petite and exquisite figure, and even felt a little younger than her daughter. Although the armor is in the body, it is still not like a warrior, but more like a girl playing.

Taran was in a trance. This girl is certainly not a stranger, but she has not seen her for some years.

"Okay." The girl asked Dorothy her daughter and handed over a large bowl of eggs that had been mixed well.

"Thank you, Sister Emerald." Dorothy took a sideways smile, and only then saw the dad who was at the door.

"Ah, Dad, you are back."

"This, these ..."

"They were all brought by Emerald Sister, and this new ... well, what is called the induction furnace, but it's really easy to use!"

"Yes, there is our new board, and many books." Pedro and Shire are also very happy.

"Dad!" The two young children ran happily.

Taran looked at the high-end snacks on the table and wanted to hide the candy bag behind him, but he was snatched by Xiaomi Mi, who was fast-witted.

"Thank you Dad." Xiaomi Mi happily took the cheap candy and shared it carefully with her sister.

"This, this ..." Uncle Taran's brain continued to crash.

"Long greetings, Mr. Taran." The emerald girl, who looked smaller than her daughter, nodded to herself. Of course, this is how she looked like in a few years. Time seems to be stagnant on her body, but she has little elves, dragons, giants, these long-lived species have no characteristics, and she is really a mysterious little girl. .

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Emerald." Taran finally regained his ability to think, and the brains of the working people at the bottom full of life wisdom turned quickly: "I remember, you went to Mary and Jock to give them a family Has the nobleman been a minister? "

"Yes."

"The gifts that come to you every year on New Year's Day, what kind of rock wine from Moore County, rose nectar, children's new clothes, toys and new books, are you bringing them?"

"All arranged by Mary."

"Oh, I see……"

"Ok……"

"..."

"..."

"..." Mr. Taran twitched his cheek in annoyance, although it was known before that you were a quirky girl, but what should I do if you don't speak first?

But the "fierce" Snow Leopard next to him suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a gentle and soothing voice that even made people want to bully: "Hello, Mr. Taran. The name underneath is Panarsis, this time is special Ms. Baitolim is here to visit you. I brought a request from my master, Master Lucy Berencaster. "

Taran first noticed that the fat snow leopard said "lady". In addition to the honorary title of a woman with a certain status, it was often the noble family officials' name for her own hostess, and then it was a name that was like a thunder.

By comparison, a talking snow leopard is actually nothing.

The most famous official in the slum Mr. Taran ’s life has ever contacted is the police chief of Dongcheng District, so he is a legendary hero of the Federation, the living (female) Valkyrie, the admiral, the Archmage, And when the name "Rebel Leader" suddenly appeared in his life, he calmed down instead.

He smiled, and immediately put on a sloppy face of the bottom of the people, and said: "Oh, such a big man, do you still know my cheap name?"

"I said it." Lim still said blankly.

… Not good, almost broke! This little girl is still alive and well. When I was asked to help her find a job, I stared at me so much that I was overwhelmed by her spirit.

"Nico and Mr. Long asked me who is trustworthy. I mentioned you," Lime said again.

So, who is Nicole? Who is Mr. Long?

"In short, Dad, I think you should listen to Sister Jade and Mr. Snow Leopard. It is now the biggest period of change in five hundred years. We want to make our voice heard in the future, and we must understand ourselves The position is now. "Twelve-year-old Pedro looks like a little adult, and is very serious and authentic.

"Smelly kid~www.wuxiaspot.com~when your dad was alone in Dongcheng District, you were still in your mother's belly! Did you finish your class at the grammar school today? Did you do your homework? I will take a while Checked! "

"You are illiterate, can't you do it even if you want to check?"

Taran was almost mad at him.

At this time, the nine-year-old Shire handed over a thick stack of newspapers: "This is the headline of today's Elixir Times. Dad, look at the headline."

"Nonsense, I can't read!"

Shire chuckled "Oh" and picked up the newspaper to read.

Taran found out that apart from the two preschool children, his father was actually the least literate in his family, and suddenly he was so embarrassed to add that he began to think about taking all his savings out and sending the children to nearby. Is grammar private school the right choice?

At this time, only Shire said with a cool juvenile voice: "Painful failure! The frontline army collapsed, Lieutenant General Drake Orentian died, and the East fell! The blood rose looted the city of Octalia ! "