Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Under the darkness, Kant and Nicias stopped and watched from a distance.

Looking at the rare warmth.

The husband is going to work the night shift, and the wife takes three children to see each other. It is not only a gift, but also a walk as a family. The family of five shared delicious ice cream and walked slowly, surrounded by the sweetness of the food and the leisurely security. Everyone had a smile on their face.

And not so long ago, the family had nothing to do with "walking," "sweetness," and "relaxation."

As the mainstay husband, I work at the dock for at least fourteen hours a day, and it is a high-intensity and heavy manual labor. Sometimes I do more, unloading and carrying goods at the rude, dirty and smelly dock, enduring the foreman's Insulting, beating and scolding, and earning a meager reward—this is the reward for countless sweat and hard work, and it is not enough to fully feed the family.

Because he has three children to support.

The wife has to work on seam repairs to subsidize the family, and sometimes she has to go to the grocery store to help. The eldest son is also working as a domestic helper. In the end, it was the same as the days of the past twenty or thirty years.

Eternal deadness, eternal darkness, eternal toil and dullness.

If you try your best to make a living, you can only get food and clothing. Once any accident happens, this shabby family will collapse in an instant - plagues, wars, natural disasters, malice from the world is like the most terrifying evil ghost, gently stretched out its claws, It can destroy the day-to-day suffering of this family.

Sometimes, the man thinks.

For example, putting heavy goods into the warehouse, he rubbed his aching waist and stepped on the dirty water on the ground, walked out of the dull cargo hold, and stared blankly at the waves in the distance. This pier was doomed from the start, and the stench of foul language, swearing and the sea will always be around.

like his life.

He would wonder if there was something wrong with the world.

He would feel as if his life was meant to be hard work, starving, and frightened, and he wanted to know why, he didn't even know what it meant to be alive, he couldn't figure out why his life was like this, he just thought, Your life doesn't seem to be like this.

But this is just instinctual surprise and hesitation.

He is illiterate, he is stupid, and his knowledge of the world is limited to the neighborhood where he lives and the pier he calls the port. He can't even clearly describe his current situation and confusion, and he can't even say how his life should be What is it like? It's like a farming ox, dull, painful, hard and numb, ploughing the fields with the whip of the whip, even if there is pain, doubt and anxiety, I can't tell.

If nothing else, he would spend his whole life in this unspeakable pain and doubt.

His sons and grandsons will repeat his path.

But the accident still happened.

A Aurora man named Kant appeared in the city and answered his confusion.

Tell him that his life really shouldn't be like that, it should be like this - working eight hours a day, earning a reward for hard work, and the reward is no longer just a barely enough dried salted fish and brown bread Just a few silver coins, but work points, can be exchanged for food, desserts, instant noodles, candies and other good things in friendship stores and supply cooperatives. Their family of five ate for three consecutive days.

They are no longer hard workers, but are called workers. They have their own identities, badges and rank. As long as they work hard and perform positively, they can improve their rank and get more benefits and benefits. They can enter the school for free and learn writing and craftsmanship. , there are priests and doctors to provide free medical treatment, and no beatings and scolding are allowed - the evil foreman was hanged on the gallows in front of him.

This is the life he should have.

His Royal Highness Kant made such a life a reality and gave it to him.

The changes in these short ten days were as happy as in a dream.

The man looked at his wife and children under the street lamp. The wife had a long-lost gentle smile on her face, and the children stopped crying, and the corners of their mouths were even stained with ice cream.

He saw the younger son raised his head, looked at his father, and spoke in a milky voice.

"Dad," said the little child, "I will also be a worker when I grow up!"

-If it was a month ago, when he heard his son say this to him, the man's heart would only be more depressed. Going to the pier to sell labor and earn a shabby salary in the stench would only make him feel depressed as a father. grief...this painful reincarnation.

But now, he smiled and stroked the child's head: "Okay."

Grow up quickly.

Hurry up...really live.

The innocent child narrowed his eyes and smiled shyly.

In his memory, his father was a silent and terrifying character, who woke up every morning and disappeared, came back at night, fell asleep after eating, his face as rough as a stone and his loud snoring was almost a match for him. His entire impression of his father, his feeling for him, was nothing but fear.

But now everything is different.

This little child has never been to school, and the so-called moral education is lacking in the slums. He can't understand that his father works day and night to feed them, and he doesn't know what "gratefulness" is. No one taught him, and his father didn't tell him They had complained that he had no real sense of it all.

Until the food at home suddenly increased, until the father's face showed a smile, until he took over the delicious food from his father's rough hands, toffee, chocolate, jelly, ham...

Until he described the taste of those delicacies to his playmates, until he said that his father worked at the dock, from the envious eyes of his playmates, he had a real sense of his father's image for the first time.

Until tonight's ice cream lingered on his lips and teeth, until he saw the tall aunt calling his father "comrade worker" with a smile on his face, at this moment, "comrade worker" was given a real body.

This sacred title is forever associated with the cool and sweetness of ice cream, and will be part of the child's soul throughout the child's future life, becoming a beam of eternal light.

"Just send it here."

The man said to his wife: "Go straight on this road, turn right at the second intersection, and you can go back to our block. Don't be afraid, it's safe at night."

The woman responded softly, straightened the folds of her husband's clothes, and bid him farewell.

The man kissed his wife's cheek lightly, kissed his two younger sons again, gave the eldest son a hug, and then patted his shoulder: "Protect your mother and brother."

"I will, father." The son, who is only a head shorter than his father, is in his youth and has a thick beard, but his mentality is much more mature than his peers. "Soon, I will work with you."

"No, my son, you cannot be a worker."

The answer to him was his father's refusal and denial. The boy looked at his father in surprise, and his father's hand on his shoulder was steady and strong, just like his eyes, showing unequivocal determination.

He said: "You stay at home, you don't have to go out to work, I can earn food, you have to eat every day, I will ask Uncle Trick to teach you, this is the only thing you have to do ."

"—Until His Royal Highness Kant conscripts and expands his army, I need my eldest son, who is healthy and strong, and trained to be brave and fearless by retired veterans, to stand up for the first time to serve and be loyal to His Royal Highness. This is the only thing I need you. Do you understand what you're doing?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then shouted without hesitation: "Understood, I will, father!"

The man patted his son on the shoulder with relief, this young boy may not understand... There are no more nobles like His Royal Highness Kant, whether it is to repay His Highness's kindness and gifts, or to protect the current life Either way, he had to send his son into the army.

If that day does come, he will not hesitate to go to the battlefield.

Because nobles like His Royal Highness Kant will no longer exist.

He watched his wife and children walk to the fork on the other side, where the lights were shining brightly on the way home, and the man did not leave for the pier, but stood there, watching from afar.

Then turn around.

Looking at the two cloaked men who had been following their family of five, he did not step forward to question them, nor did he shout from a distance, but stood under the lamp without saying a word.

like a silent mountain.

Kant sighed softly: "Let's go."

The conversation of a family of five is just normal volume, but Kant and Nicias are extraordinary people, and their ears are amazing. From beginning to end, they heard the complete conversation.

Seeing that Nicias was still beside him, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to turn around.

Miss Admiral was startled, and her tone was a bit complicated: "Aren't you going to chat with him?"

Kant said lightly: "What are you talking about?"

Showing your identity, having a friendly conversation, asking for warmth, and then looking at the other party's expression of gratitude, helplessness, and eagerness to kowtow three times...

This kind of behavior is as disgusting as Kangxi.

Nicias said softly: "After all, you gave them their current life, they..."

"No." Kant shook his head, "I didn't reward it, they earned it with their own hands."

Miss Admiral was stunned for a while, and then she whispered: "Mr. Kant, it's very strange."

"Really?" Kant said lightly, "I think the world is weird... it's all weird."

Nicias was in a trance for a while, looking at Kant's back, she was speechless.

Kant took a last look at the mother and children who disappeared at the other fork, and pressed the communicator in his ear: "Horus."

"Father, is something wrong?"

Kant raised his eyebrows and said, "Boom?"

He seemed to hear some noise not belonging to Horus.

"There's some technicality here—what's the matter anyway?"

"There's one thing you need to do, increase street projects, deploy drone patrols."

"Yes, but why? If it is public security and counter-intelligence work, the public security system composed of cameras, big data and fast anti-riot troops has been initially constructed, and drone patrols are not required. The monitoring system scans the city 24 hours a day. Any problems, the security forces will arrive within a minute..."

Hearing Iron Son's slightly hasty explanation, Kant smiled.

"I know, but it's not a technical problem." Kant took a last look at the man who left, "The flash of a drone whizzing by in the dark night will reassure people who walk at night."

"Is that so? I understand, let's start deploying..."

"So what's the problem with you?"

"Small things, don't disturb my father to pick up girls, goodbye."

The communication was actively cut off, Kant was a little inexplicable, but shrugged.

Forget it, when my son grows up, he should have some privacy.

The two strolled from another road to the construction area of ​​the pier.

The originally abandoned dock area was brightly lit, and the high-power lights illuminated the construction area as if it were daytime. The workers on the night shift cleaned up the wreckage, re-reinforced and repaired, and the scene was in full swing. The scent of a certain food, there is laughter everywhere.

The street lights were shining, and the calm sea was glowing with halo. There were many merchant ships floating and sinking in the port not far away. Nicias could clearly see that most of them were merchant ships.

There seemed to be two or three people standing on the boat, looking over here.

She thought about it for a while, and then wanted to understand the reason.

The Broken Isles fell, and the largest trade hub on the west coast was wiped out, but trade was still going on, business had to continue, ships needed supplies, and a full ship had to find a buyer, so the captains turned around and sailed to the far port. This city is the safest place in the West Sea.

And wealth will also gather in the far port.

Nicias glanced at Kant again, with a subtle emotion in her heart.

In the Battle of the Broken Isles, this Aurora is undoubtedly the biggest winner.

The return of the commercial and trade hub of the West Sea to the far port means that the city will soon replace the Broken Islands and become a city of gold flowing with gold coins. During the evacuation operation, he accepted a large number of elite talents from the Broken Islands, and even ordinary civilians. A single rescue has won him the sacred prestige of mercy and mercy.

As for the mobilization, force, forbidden spells, and alchemy weapons displayed in the entire operation, it is the manifestation and deterrence of force and power.

According to the conspiracy theory that "whoever benefits the most is the most suspicious", the statement that some people in the council clamored "those deep-sea beasts were released by Kant, this is his conspiracy" is not completely unreasonable, Even Nishias herself occasionally murmured in her heart.

Doubt that what happened before was a hoax directed and acted by Kant himself.

But at this moment, she listened to the cheers in the construction area, and even saw the man before him trotting briskly and even jumping to the construction site, saying hello to his co-workers.

She thought of what she had seen tonight, thought of all the legends about Kant, and the actions of those members of the council who were denounced as "hypocrisy", "hypocrisy" and "other plans", everything seemed to have an answer.

It's all true.

Interfering in the Song Moon War is only to protect the people, not to pursue Princess Tina.

The nobles of the Far Harbor were slaughtered because they hoarded food and tried to starve the commoners, not to occupy the Far Harbor and encroach on Goethe's authority.

He refused to rescue the Azure Fleet because he felt that the Council's navy was no better than the refugees of the Broken Isles, not to weaken the Council's sea power.

From beginning to end, this person who has made politicians and nobles in the whole continent fear, criticize, scold and hostile has no conspiracy or selfishness.

She said subconsciously, "I believe you."

Kant wondered: "What?"

"...Ah, nothing, nothing."

Nicias hurriedly changed the subject, but the tide in her heart could not be calmed down. At this moment, she suddenly became very curious about Kant - so powerful, so merciful, holding the most deadly force of destruction on this planet, but like a **** So compassionate and kind, why is there such a person in the world?

In what circumstances did he grow up and forge his present beliefs and dispositions?

She looked at the man on the construction site, the man who worked hard and raised his children. She could feel the silent but heavy love of the man for his family.

She looked at Kant again. Although this man didn't know anything about getting along with women, he created two children, Ah Fu and Horus, with his unrivaled alchemy skills. He obviously did not raise children, but he has since Judging from A'Fu's words and the conversation just now, he maintained an interesting interaction and relationship with his children, rather than the father's prestige, control and command over the children.

Such a man...

"His Royal Highness..." she whispered, "what kind of person is your father?"

What kind of father can teach such a son?

As soon as this question was blurted out, she felt a little regretful. First, it was too abrupt. Second, she had studied Kant's life. Aurora people suddenly appeared in the mainland, maybe...

She hurriedly said: "If this question is very rude, you can treat me as not..."

The next moment, she was stunned.

Because Kant is laughing.

After hearing this question, the kind of laugh that immediately burst out.

As if thinking of something very happy and happy, so that he instinctively smiled, as if talking about a very interesting and interesting friend.

Such a smile shocked Nishias.

She didn't know the answer, and seemed to read the answer from Kant's smile again. She didn't know the relationship between Kant and his father, but she knew one thing.

- That is what she dreamed of, couldn't have, and never had a chance to, father's love.

She stood there like a statue, and warm tears fell silently down her pretty cheeks.

"Hold!"

With tears in her eyes, she saw Kant's face changed, inexplicable and flustered.

"What's wrong, why are you crying, what did I do wrong? Did I say something wrong? Did I make you angry? Do you want to go back? Did I keep you for too long? Ahh , do you want to know about my dad? I'll tell you, I'll tell you, don't cry, okay?"

Nishias burst into tears.

Or cry and laugh.

Brave, strong and valiant, the flower of the navy cries in the moonlight of the Far Harbor.

Like a weak little girl.

"No... nothing."

She cried and laughed: "I'm just a little envious, a little envious..."

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PS1: Grass, why is it inexplicably changed to be updated at night, Gan.