Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 279 267. Farmers
What can four months of life change?
Orion can tell you for sure that a peaceful life can slightly change your outlook for decades.

You must know that he had never thought that he could live with a group of aliens before, because the aliens he had seen the most were dead aliens and burning aliens.

But now these guys appear in front of me alive, and even become my neighbors. They will greet me with a smile every morning when they get up. Sometimes they will see some in the market while dragging their own crops. The guy comes to buy what he sells, and then he goes to find another person of another race to buy what he needs, and so on.

Although it was very uncomfortable at first, he seems to be getting used to this kind of life now.

These short four months of pastoral life could not wash away the blood stains that had been soaked in him for hundreds of years.More than one night he would suddenly wake up and subconsciously touch for the pistol hidden in the bedside table, but every time he woke up like this, Melanie would wake up, so he tried his best to restrain himself, but always There is no way to succeed.

Every time he saw his neighbors, he had a very awkward feeling. Even when he saw the alien soldiers and human servants patrolling the streets, he would immediately think about how to wring each other's necks and seize them. Take their weapons and start "fighting back".

But this is just a thought.

Now that he is no longer an Angel of Death, the time when he once fought for the Empire, for the bright and open Empire that no longer exists, is long gone.Now he is just an ordinary farmer in this colony called Watt No. 67, who cultivates twelve acres of his own land with a small rotary tractor.

Olean actually has a very good response in their community, especially in a community where various races are mixed, which is very, very rare.

In order to prevent the immigrants from the empire from gathering together to cause trouble, apart from family members, they were scattered into various communities to live alone.Although the father and daughter who just came here made some residents feel a little scared because of their father's tall body, after all, it is really scary for a normal human being to grow to more than two meters, and he seems to be wearing tattered and unshaven. A barbarian, which made everyone, including humans, feel very uncomfortable at first.

But with the frequent interactions, especially after a little human boy ran to play in the water privately two months ago and was found by Mr. Orion and fished out when he drowned, everyone's feelings towards him gradually changed. The residents slowly accepted this tall man into their lives.

After taking care of himself, Orion looked like a gentle middle-aged man in his 40s, almost completely different from the sloppy "savage" before.And unlike what the previous community residents thought, Orion is not an ignorant rough man. He is very intelligent and can even be said to be well-read in poetry. He can solve some mechanical problems and neighborhood conflicts. It's a perfect solution. Both machines and intelligent life can be restored to a perfect state under his regulation.

People even wanted him to represent the entire community at meetings to exercise their rights, but he refused.This also makes people more curious about this cultural man who has no desire for power.

Some people say that he is the guard of a down-and-out noble. His family was forced to flee after losing in the cruel imperial noble struggle. This little girl is likely to be the last descendant of the family he is protecting.However, this statement was quickly rejected, because the little girl was an ordinary child, and she looked like an ordinary little girl in terms of behavior and education.

Then some people say that he may be a down-and-out general. His troops may have participated in the brutal Second Damocles Expedition or the subsequent series of small-scale battles. His troops were dispersed and he himself After being relentlessly pursued by the cruel Military Ministry, he was forced to flee here with his daughter.But this seemingly reasonable statement is not true, because those veterans who have participated in the war have not heard of this figure, and are very sure that their general cannot be so young for such a long time, let alone so tall. and strong.So after weeks of discussion, these gossiping residents finally came up with the most reasonable theory: Mr. Olean is probably a historian!
Historians who study history in the empire are very risky. They may be sent to the stake by the imperial church and the trial court at any time and anywhere.People who want to work in this field must be strong and young, and of course you must have sufficient historical knowledge and cultural heritage.

This thought seems to be the most likely, so everyone privately believes that Mr. Orion must be a former historian of the empire. Perhaps he is still doing his own work now, traveling to distant foreign lands to look for the broken human remains. lack of historical knowledge.

Orion is not deaf. He is a warrior who has experienced many battles. He naturally understands the suspicions of the civilians about his identity.He was indeed a little worried at first, but then he slowly began to regard this kind of talk as a kind of entertainment, and at the same time he also began to deliberately make those people think that he was a historian.

For example, once in the market, he could tell at a glance that the pendant on someone's hand was a product from tens of thousands of years ago, which further deepened the entire community's stereotype of him.

He wasn't talking nonsense about the pendant adjustment. After all, when the pendant was produced, he also bought one of the same series. Unfortunately, it was lost forever in his battleship bedroom.Now, it is estimated that only the Emperor knows where the ship is, let alone the small pendant.

When the sun rose again, Orion came out of the dozens of square meters of resettlement house allocated by the local government as usual, went to his farm tool room, found pesticide spraying equipment, and put it on these drones. Good pesticide, good program.Go back to the house and prepare breakfast. When the time on this planet reaches seven o'clock, you wake up Melanie who is still sleeping. After washing, the pancakes made of flour and eggs are just out of the oven.

Melanie was so amazed when she ate the delicious food for the first time, she told Olean directly that it was the best food she had ever eaten.However, the number one ranking of the most delicious food was only refreshed by a hot dog at a hot dog stand in front of the elementary school after 12 hours.

After breakfast, Orion would take her to the door to wait for the school bus to pick her up.At first, he refused to send his adopted daughter to the so-called school to receive alien education, but he soon looked away. First, because the knowledge sounded pretty good, and second, she was destined to live here. , then she must integrate into the local environment, otherwise she will be harmed.

After watching the school bus drive towards the school, Olian glanced at the clock again. Now the hands of the electronic clock had reached 7:40.

It was time to go to the market to sell the vegetables harvested in the previous two days. These vegetables were the main source of income for his family during the long harvest period of the main crops. He did not want to spend the exchange coupons issued by the local government so early.

A farmer's day begins when he gets on the somewhat crowded hovercar, rinses the vegetables again with clean water, and then heads to the nearest farmer's market.

(End of this chapter)