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

Lai An was lying on his side on the laboratory table, watching the liquid medicine dripping down the tube with emerald green eyes.

He turned over expressionlessly, and said to the old man beside him: "If you still can't get the medicine by the agreed time, I will die."

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

Love.

Aslan mentioned, human love.

What is love, Lai An stared at the ebb and flow of crystal clusters on his arm.

"grandfather……"

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

"Who brought you here, this place is..."

A silver-haired little girl poked her head from the door of the laboratory, with delicate features like a snow elf.

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

Lai An closed her eyes with little interest.

He also knows something about the head of the gray owl laboratory.Vladimir has followed Odin for decades, and has been immersed in research since he entered the Gray Owl Laboratory, and his relationship with his family is very bad.

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

"Keos."

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

Vladimir scolded angrily: "Sylph! Get out!"

Sylph was wronged and said: "Grandpa, Sylph has already learned the knowledge in the books, and I also want to use Kaios to do experiments and develop medicines that can treat people..."

Before finishing speaking, the little girl was picked up by the grandfather like a chicken.Vladimir angrily takes Sylph out.

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

Such a pure and innocent girl should be holding a doll and a fairy tale book at home, instead of calmly saying hello to a bloody and bloody monster experiment subject: "Hi, can I use you for an experiment?"

But it was just a glimpse, and the huge waves of the times roared and engulfed them in different directions.Whether it's the little girl born like an elf, or the young prince in the depths of the laboratory, they will soon forget each other——

After waiting for many years, we will meet again with a completely different appearance.

Winter goes and spring comes, and spring flowers fall quickly again.

Compared with Lai An who stayed in the laboratory day after day, Jiang Jianming and Lin Song changed even more.

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

Lin Song swears almost every day.

"Hmph, is that little bastard really that good?"

In the evening, the girl who came back from grabbing the garbage was muttering as she placed the spoils at home.

"Anyway, you think that he is a prince, which is noble. It's different from a commoner like me who can't even understand your principles. Don't you... Well, there is a piece of potato today! Is it called a potato?Dig out the blue spot and cook it to eat..."

"Lin Song."

Jiang Jianming threw down the stone to draw the orthographic 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 Song returned a confused look.

Jiang Jianming looked indifferently at the wall where the days were recorded: "I ask, do you want to be a lord?"

Lin Song: "Ah? Are you angry? Is this some allusion to mock others?"

"..."

Jiang Jianming was not joking.There is still one year left in the countdown to the life he set for himself, but he is not used to waiting for the salvation of external objects.

Before parting, he decided to leave some inheritance to the girl who had been with him for so long.

For the past two days, Jiang Jianming has been thinking about it.On the one hand, Lai An massacred the people sent by the "Sharp Horn" lord to exploit. This is regarded as a feud, and it will be a trouble for Lin Song and the refugees around him.

Furthermore, although he taught Lai An some anti-reconnaissance skills before he left, the royal family's hands and eyes are in the sky, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not find Jianjiao in the future.

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

In the past two years, Lin Song's crystal bone has begun to grow, and when he becomes an adult, he will be at the top of B-level, and may even break through to A-level.The little girl was born with a personality suitable for fighting in the wild, and she gradually became more stable after being polished by him.After his death, as long as Lin Song can calm down the situation, it won't be a problem to defend one side of the territory.

And... get a few younger brothers by your side, and be a big sister in the wild, at least you won't be lonely.

Of course, words cannot be said that way.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."

——It was the end of the first month when Lai An left.

The second month, preliminary work.

"Know the enemy and know yourself, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

After saying this, Jiang Jianming recited all the big and small information about the Jianjiao territory.

The corners of Lin Song's eyes twitched, "So you've been thinking about sharp horns 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 the merger of the two territories.

Lin Song: "... I think, is there a possibility that it might be more reliable for you to conspire against yourself than to count on the little bastard..."

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

When it comes time to fight with real swords and guns, a little deviation may determine success or failure, not to mention that they are the disadvantaged side.

For thirty days, Lin Song went out early and returned late, spying on the movement of the Sharp Point Territory while making a living, and even ventured into it twice, exhausted like a dead dog.

"I'll give you two strategies," Jiang Jianming said to her, "One is the right way, gather a group of people who are willing to listen to you, whether it's a frontal breakthrough or some tricks, in short, lead your people to conquer the sharp-edged territory.”

"The second is the evil way, to catch brigands, first catch their king. Sneak into the territory, kill or subdue a few heads to take their place, but there will inevitably be problems of convincing the crowd...you think about it."

Unexpectedly, Lin Song chose the first strategy.

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

Sure enough, there are still people.Those refugees were in groups, looking forward to it from a distance, cowering.

Apparently, they were completely terrified of the bloody disaster last time, but they were also afraid of being punished by Qiu Hou, 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 little misunderstanding between us..."

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

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

"They haven't taken any action so far, but they are just like you, afraid of the boy with extraordinary crystal bones."

"But that child is just a guest who lives here, and he will never return to this wild area for the rest of his life. Soon the lord forces will also realize this, and you all know what you will face here."

Jiang Jianming coughed twice, and looked at the girl beside him, "...I will die soon, I don't care about anything. After I die, do you think Lin Song will care about your life?"

The refugees watched 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 saved from under Lai An's crystal bone at the last moment.

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

"In the past, many of us felt that... as long as we can live, we can live on our knees."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he muttered hoarsely, looking at Jiang Jianming with gradually sad eyes, "But it's actually the opposite."

"People with cheap lives, stand or die, kneel or die."

The skinny young man smiled and cried, "Dawn... We want to hear from you now, is there still time?"

"I said, my life will not be long."

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

In the fourth month, the battle began.

Now that the manpower is ready, this game is actually not difficult to fight.

There is no other reason, the Holy Human Empire has very strict weapons control for civilians.Aristocrats can travel with hundreds of armed starships as entourages, while inferior people may not even have a gun in their entire life.

The domineering lord in the wild area was just a village head in the old Blue Mother Planet era, and he had no access to real lethal weapons.

In the absence of much technology gap, the ancient tactics worked wonders.

Guerrilla, raid, ambush, trap.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people.

The first operation was in the foggy night, and Jiang Jianming focused on the small army that was going out to search in Jianjiao.

He made several time-delay bombs with lighters, cigarettes and expired pesticides he picked up, and detonated them on a remote mountain road.Lin Song led the group of refugees to rush out. The disabled people glued glass shards to the branches to pretend to be crystal bones, scaring the sharp-horned people so that they left their supplies and ran away.

The next morning, those refugees whose lives were as cheap as grass, experienced for the first time what it was like to be fed with the courage of resistance.

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 few lives left, and the onset of symptoms is becoming more and more frequent.

Lin Song finally realized that this would not work.

She ran to question Jiang Jianming, but the man smiled lowly: "Otherwise, why do you think I didn't do this until this year?"

Seeing that her face was livid, she changed her words again: "...Just kidding, you were young before, and I wasn't fully prepared, so I couldn't beat you even if I wanted to. Now is the right time."

The timing is perfect.

Does it mean that when he took down a piece of territory and gave it to her as an inheritance, he also used up his life, so it just wasn't a waste?

But what was agreed at the beginning, to enjoy happiness before death?

At this time, the Horn Lord had already regarded them as nail in the eyes and thorn in the flesh, and there was no way out.

He even counted that.

Lin Song gritted his teeth with hatred, eyes red: "What about that little bastard? You can't wait a year like this."

Jiang Jianming shook his head: "I know."

...

The guerrilla warfare lasted for three months.

In the seventh month, when Lin Song was already used to being called "lord" by the first group of refugees, there was the first head-on confrontation between them and the sharp-horned people.

It turned out to be hilarious.

The sharp-horned man rebelled halfway through the fight.

Because they were fighting, they were surprised to find that the rules of the group of people opposite were very strange, and the teenage girl lord was even more strange-she actually let everyone have food!

The elderly, wounded, pregnant women and even handicapped 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 comrades will not be abandoned;

The best things are always distributed as rewards to the deeds, not to the lord and the lord's immediate family...

Unheard of!

How could there be such a wonderful territory in the world?

The low-level "soldiers" in the Jianjiao Territory got together, beheaded 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 Song one after another.The balance 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 feel drowsy 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 well arranged, so there is no need to worry about it.

The only thing that needs to be remembered is to remember the days clearly.

Jiang Jianming raised his hand with difficulty, and drew another orthographic stroke on the small torn paper that he carried with him.

eighth month.

Dawn Aslan has not shown his face in front of people for a long time.

Lin Song guarded him very tightly.Some of the newcomers didn't even know there was such a person.

I only occasionally heard in the conversation that there was once a black-haired boy wearing a cloak and telling stories in front of the campfire.It was he who raised the lord, and it was he who taught the ignorant people little by little what good and evil are, and what courage is.

tenth month.

Lord Horn was stabbed to death during a civil disturbance.

The fire burned all night, and the day after the flames were extinguished, Lin Song took over the territory.

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

After listening, the figure lying on the bed struggled to reach out, wanting to touch the girl's head as usual.

The pale palm sticks out, trembling, and the fingertips are so thin that only a little skin is wrinkled and stuck to the bone.

Jiang Jianming was stunned, thinking he saw his dead mother.

It took me a while to realize that it was my hand.

He wondered in a daze, have I reached this point.

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

Lin Song hurriedly held his hand, she smiled with a serene gleam in her eyes, "Jiang, we won. Hehe, look, I can make you live a better life earlier than that little bastard who doesn't know whereIt's a day."

Jiang Jianming thought she would cry, just like the last time he gave him an apple.

But Lin Song just smiled, hugged his arms, and kept talking to him while pillowing on the bed... After talking for a long time, it was already difficult for him to stay awake for a long time, and he fell asleep halfway through.

eleventh month.

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

A girl lord who is less than twenty years old, a group of the most humble refugees... Facing such a force, the surrounding lords are all tempted.

At the same time, a large number of refugees from other territories came to seek refuge with their families, exceeding the carrying limit in a blink of an eye.

There are also signs of division inside, mainly about how to reward meritorious deeds, how to deal with sharp-edged old departments, whether to accept outsiders, and so on.

Lin Song is devastated every day, with various choices on her shoulders.Many things have never been done before.

There's no way, have to roll up sleeves even if bite the bullet.

Do it, and time slips away.

The twelfth month was still difficult, but thanks to Jiang Jianming who was able to wake up every now and then, he helped her make up for the mistakes and made it through the most difficult two months.

So it was just right.

The sun sank, and night swallowed up the last rays of light.

Lin Song lay on the head of the bed, watching Jiang Jianming draw the last orthographic stroke.

That "right" is not right at all, it's crooked.Under the 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, a year?

Lin Song felt so unreal.She heard Jiang Jianming's gentle voice:

"If one day... Lai An really comes back, help me coax him."

Lin Song didn't know what to say, she squeezed out her voice, 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 a starry sky to see me off."

What can be done?It's my last wish.

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

Just like the black-haired boy who lost his mother back then, carrying dirty and smelly little garbage, walking home from the vast wilderness.

Only this time it's turned upside down.

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

Jiang Jianming stubbornly forbade her to see himself dead.So she goes there, puts people down and comes back.

There is still a weight on my back when I come out, and I am alone on the way home, and I will be alone for the rest of my life.

Lin Song's mind was blank, she didn't know how to go, she only had one thought in her mind: She is already the lord, and even the small biscuits that the upper class can afford can be obtained by hard work.

At this time, why didn't anyone come to grab the corner of her clothes.

When we returned to the territory, it seemed to be dawn.

But it shouldn't be, it's still a long night tomorrow.

Lin Song raised his head slowly, then opened his right eye wide.

She saw the starship for the first time.

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

The tail flames of the starship illuminated 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 wide.

The armed starship, which the pariahs in the field had never seen before, jumped out of the distorted spherical space and landed quickly towards the land.