Chapter 249 The changing of seasons, snowflakes falling
Most of Skadi's surface water has been destroyed by heretics' attacks, and the already precarious natural resources have been completely stripped away. But from a realistic point of view, the intact atmosphere prevents the liquid from dispersing from the planet's orbit, but the sudden evaporation It also causes the moisture to be frozen in the cold atmosphere and float with the thin air in the monsoon.
Therefore, the lack of water in Skadi is peculiar, only in some areas. In many cases, the underground ocean and the sky are full of moisture, but the ground appears dry.
This situation is not normal, especially after Skadi used countless void engines to introduce a large amount of domestic water and irrigation. The new water circulation system was urged by the cold days of this planet, and the moisture in the atmosphere became heavy and ready to move.
The rotation of this world is faster than that of Terra, and its mass is also lighter. In 180 days, only three months can span the entire spring, summer, autumn, and then come to the coldest and longest winter.
The white snowflakes fell on the last day of March, as if telling the people of Skadi some news, a news about the return of water. When those ingenious little things slipped from the sky, they fell on Ellie who was wearing a thick white winter coat. The girl was fascinated by the beautiful scenery on her thick brown gloves.
"What is this?" It never rains in Pan Lan. The only rain it has is made up of blood, not to mention such beautiful and white snow. Although Arya likes to learn, her short life is not enough for her to practice, so , she probably guessed Snow, but she still had to confirm it with her teacher, Mr. Hagrid.
Hagrid raised his palm, and his rough and calloused palm received the white crystals, and then the liquid melted into water droplets. After taking a lick to confirm that those things were not virus bombs or addictive drugs, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's snow, it's snowing, Arya, it's so beautiful." The old space warrior exhaled the mist. Because of farm work, he never wore heavy clothes. His superhuman physique could also help him resist the cold wind, but he was not sure about Arya because of this. Asia's defense.
"Go back to the house. I hope the snow won't get heavier. If the temperature drops a little bit, there will be danger inside the greenhouse, and so will you."
The first duchess of Skadi stood on the gradually snowy ground with her hands on her hips and said. "What, Mr. Hagrid, do you think I am such a weak child?"
Before Hagrid could answer, the footsteps of military boots interrupted their conversation. Alan Bair came with several Catachan soldiers. "He wouldn't think so, and neither would I, but grown-ups have grown-up jobs."
The Catachans were holding thick wrappings, and some were carrying heating equipment. When Arya saw the Lord of Skadi, she rushed over excitedly. During this period of time, she had gained a lot from her life with Hagrid. The nature lost in war, chirping asked.
"Uncle, what are those plastics for, heating equipment? Are you going to build a house for the wheat people?"
"No, no, no, rather than a house, it should be a tent to be precise, and the Wheaties are related to Skadi's revival, and I don't want it to go wrong."
"There will definitely be a snowstorm during this period. If we want to eat new bread next month, we need to prepare." Alan Bair took a look inside the greenhouse and saw the lush treasures that would soon turn into gold. , couldn’t help but wonder what Skadison’s wheat would taste like.
"So, Mr. Hagrid, do you mind if my soldiers enter your fields?" Alan Bair asked.
"Of course, my life is yours, and the fields also belong to you. On the contrary, I shouldn't be asked about this matter." Hagrid was flattered. At least during his many years of service, no one would treat him as a warrior after he faded away. Respect him behind the coat, absolutely nothing.
"To be honest, I should feel even more guilty for not being able to wash away the Skadi people's worries about you. What a war lord is, just an ordinary person." Alan Bair thought of the way Hagrid was ostracized before, and planned to use The harvest comes to cover his sins, but Arya beats him to it.
The wound injured by the machine will eventually need the warmth of the human heart, and interestingly, Arya's tenderness is also the emotion and value passed on to her by the Mechanicus. From this point of view, this person was both injured by the Mechanicus and saved by the Mechanicus. .
Brother Hai was said to be silent and just opened the greenhouse for the soldiers to decorate. Arya was the only one in the wilderness, enjoying the feeling of the cold snow falling around the white elves.
And because he had enough manpower, Hagrid was rarely relaxed this time. Compared with his usual constant work, today, for the first time in a long time, he brewed black tea in a teacup and stirred the soft bread.
Alan Bair took the tea cup and sat on the Space Marine table and chair that was too tall for him, and he noticed that there was another normal-sized chair next to it, which was simply made of wood and nails. It comes out strong and durable, but it's not custom-made by Alan Beyer.
"You made one for that kid?"
Hagrid smiled. "Yes, the workmanship is rough."
Alan Bair nodded. "No, I will only do worse. Compared with this, my observation equipment does not know how long the snowstorm will last. This is an outbreak that Skadi has accumulated for a long time."
"If the wheat can't hold up, I hope you can take your children to live in the castle, and the planting plan can be postponed..."
Alan Bair said, but Hagrid suddenly interrupted him. "No, this is the only one that won't work." He said without thinking, the image of Arya leaving flashed through his mind. That feeling made him uncomfortable and painful. He couldn't help but worry that Arya would never come back after returning to the castle. .
But he still said it. "Wheat is my new soldier, and Arya is taking care of it. She won't let those babies die and let them die."
Alan Bair frowned. "I don’t know how long the blizzard will last. As a superman, you can survive it, but that child obviously cannot. No matter how much you like her, you must consider the reality that she will leave you."
This sentence stung the hard-scarred hearts of the Space Marines. Many people forgot that this seemingly kind old man was actually a demon who had killed countless people, and was even the most evil one among the demons. His kindness was only because of him. His old age and failure, his pain and awakening, many people still believe that this beast has not forgotten those.
At this moment, Hagrid's fierce look was revealed, with wrinkles like a lion's cheeks and white hair like a mane, which made people feel frightened. His two-and-a-half-meter body stood up, threatening the most powerful mortal in the star region.
But Alan Bair is not afraid, and has never been afraid. He has been fighting with the Space Marines for a long time, and he knows those giants better than most mortals. However, he cannot break up these two grandsons. He can only stand. Get up and say. "The installation is almost done. When the weather gets cold and the blizzard doesn't get too bad, bring her to the castle."
The Lord of Skadi left with his men, leaving Hagrid alone in a daze, looking at the endless green wheat fields.
Outside the greenhouse, Arya let out a breath of hot air on her red fingers that were frozen from playing in the snow. The moist snowflakes soaked into those sturdy gloves with moisture. Seeing the Lord of Skadi leave, Arya was curious. Aiming at the new home of wheat in the greenhouse.
The white film covered the entire field, the grass-green wheat was bent over, and several heaters were wheezing in the corners of the greenhouse. Although it was not as beautiful as usual, considering that the seeds needed that warmth, Arya also forgave her uncle. behavior.
"With those, won't it freeze?" Arya asked Alan Bair.
Alan Bayer touched his chin. "Not necessarily. If the snowstorm is too severe, the seeds will still not be able to survive."
"Then I overload the equipment to increase the temperature..." Arya asked unwillingly.
Alan Beyer replied. "The life of the equipment will be greatly reduced, and the demand for promethium will become exaggerated. If the time cannot be grasped correctly, the equipment may stall."
"Then I have to stay here and watch them." Arya replied seriously.
"Then you will freeze to death..." Alan Bayer was a little dissatisfied. "You are more important than the seed."
"Mr. Hagrid will also stay here. I understand that those seeds are also very important. If I can help Skadi, I will not look back. Don't forget, I am your Duke." Arya replied.
Alan Bair sighed. "You are as stubborn as your grandparents!" He led the soldiers away and silently ordered Catachan to send over all the supplies he could spend.
Alan Bair couldn't persuade these two stubborn donkeys, so he could only rely on this method to help them. In contrast, Arya looked at it relaxedly. She felt that the difficulties would eventually pass. This mentality was good, but For the dark end of the 40th millennium, whether this idea is right or wrong still needs to be examined.
And when Arya returned to the shed, tinkling noises filled the place. When those unique metals filled the wooden house with many gaps, Arya shouted. "O Emperor!"
Hagrid wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Arya. What surprised this girl was very simple but not simple. It was Hagrid's Terminator Armor. Arya was angry at first, but she was only rational. He suppressed his anger and said accusingly.
"Why did you mount it on the wall?!"
Hagrid sighed. "Yes, I don't think I need it anymore, but you do. Before, it could only protect me, but now it can protect both of us. When winter comes, those armors can resist most of the cold. Next, I fill the quilt with cotton , light a fire, add coal and enough food, we can survive.”
Arya's eyes turned red. "You for me?" she said with a choked sob, and regretted that she did not go back directly with Alan Bair. If she left, the armor that had been with Old Hagrid his whole life would not be like this...
Hagrid just said. "The past made people sigh, miss, and sigh, but after I met you, I realized that life is destined to move forward. I am no longer a warrior, and I can't hold a sword. The hoe does not need armor to drive it. The only thing that can stabilize it is my thought. Cultivate the mood of life ”
"Don't you blame me...?" Arya kept thinking, but shook her head. "No matter how you develop, that suit of armor is yours for life. You don't need to accommodate me. Okay, let's go home. When we go back, I'll make some stew."
"The Space Marines are not afraid of burning the handle. How about I put some cheese on it?" Arya seemed to have returned to the past. As she walked, she asked her teacher.
Hegemuna's answer. "Not afraid."
They entered the house, and Arya, the little adult, began to cook the food. Hagrid, as a space warrior, was destined to learn many things in his long life, but this was the only one he didn't know. The hot aroma came out of the smoke of the stove. At this time, the two people seemed to have returned to the ordinary days before the snowstorm.
It is difficult for these two people to evaluate which one is helping the other and which is supervising the other. They need each other, achieve each other, and understand each other.
He is both a teacher and a friend, but if you really want to evaluate it, Hagrid probably needs Arya’s unique tenderness.
But tonight, when the stove was still glowing warmly, Arya curled up next to her because of the cooling, covered with a thick quilt, and Hagrid read the story of his past.
"In Lodel's Third System Supremacy, then as now, with constant cold winds, my brothers and I commanded the mortal auxiliary legions, staggering covering fire and tearing apart the enemy's defenses. Those were all humans. Our compatriots have rejected the Emperor's light because of the long-term blockade and isolation from the Empire."
"Our tactics worked very well at first, until the cold wind came. The unique atmospheric circulation system of that world would produce huge evil winds. The cold cooling combined with the interlaced rain and snow falling was enough to freeze the joints of the power armor."
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"Mortal losses were serious. Those auxiliary legions could only huddle inside the armored vehicles. The armors had seriously sunk into the ground due to the snow, making it difficult to move even an inch."
"Until we cut through the enemy's defenses, and those soldiers maintained a terrifying fighting prowess using heating technology left over from the Dark Ages, my team and I, my brothers, launched a wild assault using jetpacks, and like lightning fell into it, The blizzard provided us with cover, even though I was almost frozen and 30% of my body's biological power was lost."
Arya spoke. "How cold is it?"
"Huh? Compared to now, it's probably... three times colder?" Hagrid answered.
"That's really unimaginable. To the teacher, is the snowstorm here just snow?" Arya asked.
Hagrid watched the falling snowflakes outside the window getting bigger and bigger, and the coldness crept into his body. "No, I was wearing the empire's armor at that time. Now...it's probably impossible for me to fight in the wild."
Arya said with a smile. "Then in the future I will design a set of equipment that will make people no longer afraid of the environment. Once worn, they can resist most of the evil in the universe!"
Hagrid replied. "Yes, yes, one day..."
He was not sure, but the future of the empire should also be in the hands of children like Arya, but now it seemed that their future was not yet determined.
When the blizzard came as expected, the castle, greenhouses, and houses were heavily protected, but the power of the wind was not strong. There were only dense snowflakes and a sudden drop in temperature, which was suffocatingly cold.
No one knows how long these days will last when only the stove with promethium can keep the warmth and the wheat outside is covered with frost...(End of Chapter)