Chapter 213 Ignite the Withered Years (6)

In a year, it is really hard to say whether it is fast or slow.

Ryan was lying on his side on the experimental table, his emerald eyes watching the liquid dripping down from the tube.

He turned over expressionlessly and said to the old man beside him, "If you still can't come up with the medicine by the agreed deadline, I will die."

The old hands adjusted the flow rate of the liquid medicine. Vladimir frowned with a headache, and murmured, "Your Highness, don't you really fall in love with someone?"

Love.

Aslan mentioned, human love.

What is love, Ryan stared at the ebb and flow of crystals on his arm.

"grandfather……"

A tender voice came from outside the laboratory, Vladimir's face changed slightly, and he turned back: "Silf!?"

"Who brought you here, but..."

A silver-haired little girl peered through the door of the laboratory, with delicate features like a snow elf.

She timidly said: "Silf doesn't want to go with Mom and Dad. I like it here, and I want to accompany Grandpa to do experiments here all the time."

Ryan closed his eyes with lack of interest.

He also knew something about the general manager of the Grey Owl Laboratory. Vladimir has followed Odin for decades. Since he entered the Grey Owl Laboratory, he has devoted himself to research and has a very bad relationship with his family.

On the contrary, this little granddaughter named "Silf" seems to be a child prodigy in crystal particle science. She has been occasionally seen wandering in the corridors of the laboratory in recent years. It seemed that the parents finally couldn't bear it and wanted to take their daughter away.

"Kaios."

Suddenly, Little Sylph called him, her blue eyes blinked, "I know your name is Kaios. I always wanted to..."

Vladimir scolded: "Silf! Go out!"

Sylph said aggrieved: "Grandpa, Sylph has finished learning the knowledge in the book, and I also want to use Kaios to do experiments and develop medicines that can cure people..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little girl was picked up by grandpa like a chicken. Vladimir took Sylph out angrily.

Ryan thought it was a little funny, but it was not difficult to understand why her parents wanted to take her away.

Such a pure and innocent girl should be holding dolls and fairy tale books at home, instead of calmly saying hello to a bloody monster experiment body: "Hi, can I use you for experiments."

But it was only a fleeting glimpse, and the great waves of the times roared and swept them in different directions. Whether it is a little girl who is like a fairy, or a young prince in the depths of the laboratory, they will soon forget each other——

After many years of waiting, we meet again with a completely different face.

Winter is gone and spring is here, and the flowers of spring are quickly falling.

Compared with Ryan who stayed in the laboratory day after day, Jiang Jianming and Lin Ge had changed even more.

Since Ryan left, Jiang Jianming began to draw straight characters on the wall, counting three hundred and sixty-five days.

Lin Ge cursed almost every day.

"Humph, is that little bastard that good?"

In the evening, the girl who came back from the trash muttered while placing the spoils at home.

"Anyway, you think that he is a prince, but it is noble, and it is different from a pariah like me who can't even understand your big truth, isn't it... Well, there is a piece of potato today! Is it called a potato? You can dig out the blue spots and cook them to eat..."

"Lin Ge."

Jiang Jianming threw down the stone with the straight characters. He called the girl's name, and there seemed to be dust floating in the depths of his black eyes.

"Come and listen to me, do you want to be a lord?"

"?" Lin Ge returned with a confused look.

Jiang Jianming looked at the wall that remembered the days lightly: "I ask, do you want to be a lord?"

Lin Ge: "Ah? Are you angry? Is this an allusion to mock others?"

"..."

Jiang Jianming was not joking. There is still one year left in the countdown to his life, but he is not used to waiting for the rescue of foreign objects.

Before leaving, he decided to leave a legacy for the girl who had been with him for so long.

For the past two days, Jiang Jianming has been thinking about this. On the one hand, Ryan slaughtered the people who were sent to exploit by the "Sharphorn" lord. This was considered a vengeance, and it would be a trouble for Lin Ge and the surrounding refugees.

Furthermore, although he taught Ryan some anti-reconnaissance skills before he parted, the royal family's hands and eyes are sky-high.

But if you can directly occupy the "sharp corner", the problem will not be a problem.

In the past two years, Lin Ge's crystal bones have begun to grow, and when he is an adult, he will be at the top of B-rank, and may even break through to A-rank. The little girl was born with a character suitable for fighting in the wild, and he gradually made it more stable. After he died, as long as Lin Ge could control the situation, there would be no problem in defending one side's territory.

And... subdue a few younger brothers by my side, and be a big sister in the wild, at least not lonely.

Of course, words can't say that. Jiang Jianming smiled slightly and said seriously: "Don't you think it's unreliable for me to expect His Royal Highness to save my life?"

"Then you go to be a lord and let me enjoy myself before I die."

- That was the end of the first month Ryan left.

The second month, preliminary work.

"Know your enemy and know yourself, and you won't be imperiled in a hundred battles."

After saying this, Jiang Jianming memorized the big and small information of the Jianjiao Territory.

The corners of Lin Ge's eyes twitched, "So you've been thinking about sharp corners for a long time."

Jiang Jianming: "No, I probably know all the information about the lords in the Z2 wild area."

Indeed, it was this person who easily provoked two territorial fires back then.

Lin Ge: "...I think there is a possibility that it might be more reliable for you to rebel against you than to rely on a little bastard..."

The amount of information accumulated over the years cannot satisfy Jiang Jianming.

When it comes to the real fight, a little deviation is likely to determine success or failure, not to mention that they are the disadvantaged side.

For thirty days, Lin Ge went out early and returned late, spying on the movements of the Sharp Corner Territory while earning a living, and even ventured into it twice, exhausted like a dead dog.

"Two strategies for you," Jiang Jianming said to her, "one is the right way, pull up a group of people who are willing to listen to you, whether it is a frontal breakthrough or some tricks, in short, lead your people to conquer the territory of sharp corners ."

"Second is the evil way. Catch the thief first and catch the king. Sneak into the territory, kill or subdue a few heads to take their place, but there will inevitably be problems of convincing the public in the future... You can think for yourself."

Unexpectedly, Lin Ge chose the first strategy.

So at the beginning of the third month, Jiang Jianming took her to the old place to light a bonfire.

Sure enough, there are still people. The refugees were in groups, timidly watching from a distance.

Obviously, the last bloody disaster made them completely afraid, but they were afraid of being settled by the autumn queen, so they dared not not come.

For the first time, Jiang Jianming did not sit down, but stood. The bonfire in front of him no longer gently outlines the drooping eyebrows, but reflects the thin jaw from bottom to top.

"Dawn," someone finally said dryly, "we are, uh, I think there may be a bit of a misunderstanding between us..."

"This will be the last time I'm here to speak to you."

Jiang Jianming didn't even look at the man, and said lightly: "Two months ago, the sharp-horned people died here, and none of them survived."

"They haven't moved yet, but just like you, they are afraid of the teenager with an extraordinary crystal bone."

"But that child is just a guest who stayed here, and he will not return to this wild area for the rest of his life. The lord forces will realize this soon, and you all know what will be faced here."

Jiang Jianming coughed twice, and looked at the girl beside him, "...I don't care much anymore. After I die, do you think Lin Ge will take care of your life?"

The refugees looked at him in silence.

Jiang Jianming whispered, "I'm tired, I can't wait too long."

Finally, slowly, a thin figure squeezed out of the crowd.

Jiang Jianming recognized it immediately, it was the young man he rescued from Ryan's crystal bone at the last minute.

Two months later, the already thin man became even thinner, so thin that his eye sockets and cheekbones protruded, and it was a little gloomy under the firelight.

"In the past, many of us felt that... as long as we can survive, kneeling and living is also living."

The corners of his mouth twitched and he murmured hoarsely, looking at Jiang Jianming's eyes gradually saddened, "But it's actually the other way around."

"People who are cheap, die standing up, or die kneeling."

The thin young man's face seemed to be crying and smiling, "Dawn... We want to hear from you now, is it too late?"

"As I said, my life will be soon."

Jiang Jianming didn't change his face, and pulled Lin Ge over, "Listen to her."

In the fourth month, operations began.

Since everyone is ready, this game is actually not difficult to fight.

For no other reason, the Holy Human Empire's weapons control for civilians is very strict. Aristocrats can travel with hundreds of armed starships, while inferiors may not even be able to touch a single firearm in their lifetime.

The lord who was a powerful lord in the wild area was a village chief in the old blue mother star era, and he couldn't touch the real killing weapon at all.

Without much of a technical gap, the age-old tactics worked wonders.

Guerrilla, Raid, Ambush, Trap.

Weather, location, people and people.

The first action was in the foggy night, Jiang Jianming focused on the small troops who were out searching for sharp corners.

He made several time-lapse bombs out of scavenged lighters, cigarettes and expired pesticides, which were detonated on remote mountain roads. Lin Ge led the gang of refugees to rush out, and the disabled people stuck glass shards on the branches to disguise crystal bones, scaring the sharp-horned people to the point where they left their supplies and ran away.

The next morning, those refugees whose lives were as cheap as grass felt for the first time what it was like to have a full meal with the courage to resist.

Victory increases confidence, and confidence boosts morale.

It's just that Jiang Jianming's body deteriorated rapidly.

In order to keep the battle plan running, he had to work day and night. The high-intensity mental consumption is burning the little life left, and the attacks of the disease are more and more frequent.

Lin Ge finally realized that this would not work.

She ran to question Jiang Jianming, but the man laughed softly: "Otherwise you think, why did I only do this this year?"

Seeing her face ashen, she changed her words again: "...Just kidding, you were young before, and I wasn't well prepared, and I couldn't fight if I wanted to. Now is the right time."

The timing is right.

It means that when he took down a piece of territory and gave her as an inheritance, he also used up this life, just didn't waste it?

But what about enjoying happiness before dying?

At this time, the sharp-horned lords have already regarded them as thorns in the eyes, and there is no way to retreat.

He even counted it.

Lin Ge gritted his teeth with hatred and blushed: "What about that little bastard? You can't wait like this for a year."

Jiang Jianming shook his head: "I can count."

...

The guerrilla warfare continued for three months.

In the seventh month, when Lin Ge was used to being called "Lord" by the original refugees, they had the first head-to-head confrontation with the sharp-horned people.

The results are hilarious.

The sharp-horned man rebelled halfway through.

Because they were fighting, they were surprised to find that the rules of the gang on the opposite side were very strange, and the teenage girl lord was even more strange-she actually gave everyone food!

The elderly, the wounded, pregnant women and even disabled people can eat the same food as the lord himself.

Not only that, there seems to be no concept of slaves there, and no one needs to kowtow to the lord;

Surrendered prisoners of war will not be killed indiscriminately, and disabled accomplices will not be abandoned;

The best things are always given out as a reward to those who have done it, not to lords and their immediate family...

Unheard of!

How can such a wonderful territory exist in the world?

The "soldiers" at the bottom of the Sharphorn Territory gathered together, chopped off the head of the little leader, stole their own supplies, and surrendered.

At the same time, more refugees around were also attracted and expressed their allegiance to Lin Ge. The scales of victory began to tilt visibly to the naked eye.

At this time, Jiang Jianming could no longer manage too many things. He began to groan for a long time, and the first thing he felt every time he woke up was pain.

It hurts. Every word, every breath is a punishment.

However, the follow-up plan has been arranged very well, so there is nothing to worry about.

The only thing to remember is to remember the days clearly.

Jiang Jianming raised his hand laboriously and drew another straight character on the small torn paper he was carrying.

eighth month.

Dawn Aslan has not appeared in front of people for a long time.

Lin Ge protected him very well. Some of the new refugees were not even aware of such a person.

I only occasionally heard in conversations that there was once a black-haired boy in a cloak telling stories in front of a bonfire. It was he who raised the lord, and he also taught the ignorant people a little bit about what is good and evil, and what is courage.

tenth month.

The Horned Lord was stabbed to death in a civil unrest.

The fire burned overnight, and the day after the flames went out, Lin Ge entered the territory.

When she told Jiang Jianming the news, the latter's five senses were already weakened. The eyes cannot see clearly, and the sense of hearing and taste is also much dulled.

After listening, the figure lying on the bed stretched out his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch the girl's head as before.

Pale palms stick out, trembling, fingertips so thin that only a little bit of skin is left crumpled against the bone.

Jiang Jianming was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen his mother who had passed away.

After a while, he realized that it was his own hand.

He wondered in a trance, have I reached this point?

"Don't move, don't move..."

Lin Ge hurriedly held his hand, she smiled, with a serene light in her eyes, "Jiang, we won. Humph, look, I can make you live better than that little bastard who doesn't know where he is. day."

Jiang Jianming thought she would cry, just like the last time she stuffed herself with an apple.

But Lin Ge just smiled, hugged his arm, and kept talking to him on the side of the bed... After talking for a long time, it was difficult for him to stay awake for a long time, and he passed out halfway.

Eleventh month.

Neither "good days" nor "blessings" came as planned.

A girl lord less than 20 years old, a group of lowly refugees... In the face of such a force, the surrounding lords are tempted.

At the same time, a large number of refugees from other territories came to defect with their families and their mouths, and in a blink of an eye they exceeded the limit of their carrying capacity.

There were also signs of division inside, mainly about how to judge merit and reward, how to deal with the old part with sharp corners, whether to accept outsiders and so on.

Lin Ge was overwhelmed every day, and all kinds of choices were pressing on her shoulders. A lot of things have never had a precedent.

No way, have to roll up sleeves if bite the bullet.

Do what you do, and time flies.

The twelfth month is still difficult. Fortunately, Jiang Jianming helped her to make up for the leaks when she was able to wake up every three or five weeks, and the most difficult two months were passed.

So it's really good.

The sun went down, and the night swallowed the last rays of light.

Lin Ge lay on the bedside, watching Jiang Jianming finish the last straight stroke.

That "positive" is not right at all, it's crooked. In pain and weakness, the patient could no longer write straight.

It was snowing outside the window, and it was another cold winter.

Is that the end of it, a year?

Lin Ge felt so unreal. She heard Jiang Jianming's warm voice:

"If one day in the future... Ryan really comes back, help me coax him."

Lin Ge didn't know what to say, she squeezed her voice out of her throat, feeling like she was spitting out some juice, "You..."

"Would you like to, wait, I mean, until it's warmer tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Jianming shook his head, panting with a smile: "I want to have the starry sky send me off."

What can be done then? People's last wish.

Lin Ge carried Jiang Jianming on his back and walked out in the dark.

Just like the black-haired boy who lost his mother at the time, he carried the dirty and smelly rubbish and walked home from the vast wilderness.

Only this time upside down.

Lin Ge carried Jiang Jianming on his back, stepped through the dark night, the starry sky above his head, and walked towards the mass grave of chronic crystal disorder patients.

Jiang Jianming stubbornly forbids her to see her death. So she got there, put people down and came back.

When came out, there was still a weight on back. was alone on way home, and will be alone for the rest of life.

Lin Ge's mind was blank, and he didn't know how to go. He had only one thought in his heart: she was already a lord, and even the small biscuits that the first-class people could afford could be obtained with hard work.

At this time, why didn't anyone grab the corner of her clothes?

When we returned to the territory, the sky seemed to be bright.

But it shouldn't, tomorrow night is still very long.

Lin Ge slowly raised his head, and then opened his right eye.

She saw the starship for the first time.

That is what Jiang Jianming said, a big ship that can shuttle between Star City and Star City in an instant.

The starship's tail flame lit up the night sky like day. Countless people in the territory woke up from their sleep, rushed outside barefoot, raised their heads and opened their mouths.

The armed starship that the pariahs in the wild had never seen before jumped out of the distorted spherical space and quickly landed on the land.