Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

It was already afternoon, but the sun that should have been hanging high was buried by the smoke after the gunpowder was ignited, unwilling to show up.The damp and cold tent is always filled with a dull and suffocating smell. The god of death seems to come here often, leaving a gloomy atmosphere.The safe zone is like the grave of the survivors.

"If you want me to say, don't be too righteous and indignant! I understand everyone's feelings, but looking back, after this period of war, we can always usher in good times, right?"

Lian Darong drank the hot tea poured by his wife, gnawed on the hard dry bread at the supply place, and said that his clothes were covered with broken and hard bread crumbs.Surrounding him were people in twos and threes, all of whom were ignorant citizens in the market.In fact, his remarks can only attract these uninformed people; those who are really discerning, who will listen to his nonsense.

"Hey! I have no family and no hospital. I'm not interested in whoever beats who or who loses to whom! I'm just a common man. I can eat enough and wear warm clothes. As long as I can save my life, Whoever it is! I just think about it, go to the birds every day, play mahjong, and that’s it!” A [-]-year-old man said, with a vulgar smile on his wrinkled face.

"That's right! It's not my housewife's turn to talk about wars, is it? Every day, you don't have to worry about women like us. Where do you men have the time to talk about this!"

A young woman with a baby in her arms spoke. She had never been to school, and all she had on her mind was household chores.She couldn't see those swords and swords; even if she saw them, she would treat them as talking points and quickly forget them.

They were chattering and chatting, as if the flames and corpses outside the tent had nothing to do with them. What a big deal, when it came to them, it became nothing.This is not because they are broad-minded and able to hold things; it is because they are too ignorant and ignorant, and only see the trivial things in front of them.

When the off-road vehicle roared all the way and finally stopped at the entrance of the tent like a dumb horse, Caesar was full of excitement, even though the back of his head was still aching.His eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he even whistled happily as he watched the scenery pass by the car window.He is happy and at ease, and his heart, which is only engraved with cold military regulations, has never been so free and at ease.

He stepped into the tent and looked around, but found nothing, and a cloud of disappointment could not help floating in his heart.Thinking of the wound that was bitten by himself last night, he went to the medical station with great hope, but still found nothing.In the end, he went to the lunch supply place with nervousness, and finally saw the person who stood at the tip of his heart.

Song Yaze was sitting at a dining table padded with stones. The dining table was also rickety, and the top was also dirty. In some places, it was dark. I don’t know if it was oil, water or mud that had been stuck to the table for many years. of.He was nibbling bread slowly, and when he looked up and saw Caesar, he was surprised at first, and then disgusted.He frowned and continued to eat quietly.

Caesar was a little surprised when he saw his reaction. He didn't expect Song Yaze to be so calm.He walked over, sat across from him, glanced at the strangle marks on his wrist, was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Is your hand... all right?" He was even a little shy, which was too uncomfortable for him common.

"It's okay." Song Yaze's tone was cold and distant.

Seeing that Song Yaze responded to him, Caesar felt excited and relieved: "Yesterday... I was a little excited, like drunk. Actually, I am not that kind of person. Don't get me wrong..."

Song Yaze said blankly: "You can get drunk with a cup of hot chocolate. Your drinking capacity is really bad."

Caesar didn't seem to have heard the sarcasm, and the conversation became more energetic: "Of course! We Sidonians follow the six commandments, and every newborn baby must be baptized. Each of us drinks alcohol every month. The amount should not exceed [-] grams, in terms of alcohol capacity, of course it cannot compare to your Dongxia."

"Do you follow the six commandments?" Song Yaze put down the bread in his hand and asked, "Which six commandments?"

Seeing Song Yaze's curious look, Caesar immediately became excited and began to talk endlessly: "First, don't kill, of course, except in the military area; second, don't steal; third, don't drink too much. Sex; four do not commit adultery, do not commit adultery with anyone other than your partner; five do not tell lies; six do not speak harsh words. These are the six commandments of Sidon. Where's the prison!"

After hearing this, Song Yaze said solemnly, "Then you violated the fourth commandment yesterday?"

Caesar rubbed his head, and defended himself with some embarrassment: "Actually... I didn't make any substantial mistakes... I thank the Virgin Laine for granting me fainting and stopping my behavior."

"I found that you Sidon have one of the biggest characteristics, that is, you like to put gold on your face." Song Yaze saw Caesar's attitude of refusing to admit his mistakes, and mercilessly said what was in his heart.His temper is gentle, but he always has an innate aversion to hypocrisy.

Caesar blinked innocently, looked at him and said, "Can you understand me as forgive me if you are willing to talk to me?" He looked at the old hot water cup in Song Yaze's hand again, and said, "I can give you the best Food supplies, including all utensils."

Song Yaze chuckled: "Do you think that a little food and drink can make people submit to you? You are too self-righteous..."

Caesar was not angry, but pouted, and said as a matter of course: "People always bow their heads in the face of hardship. No matter how high the head is, it must bow when facing hunger and cold."

Song Yaze couldn't bear to be annoyed by the nonsensical words, but he is not a person who is good at managing expressions.Under the blessing of his strong self-control, these angers turned into contempt and disdain, and all flowed out with his indifferent eyes.

"You Sidon are really strange. You obviously have religious beliefs, but you still value things outside of your body so much. Then let me ask you, when you are facing hunger and cold, will you who have been baptized kill, steal, and go for bread? Lying? Will you lower the head looking up at the Virgin?" Song Yaze's eyelids drooped slightly, his chin raised, looking disdainful.

Caesar rolled his eyes, and he thought for a long time with great interest before he grinned: "I haven't really thought about this problem...but I have a good idea that can solve this problem."

Song Yaze raised his eyes, waiting for his next words.

"You can go to Sidon with me and be my staff. I can give you the status of a Sidonian citizen. With this status, you can travel through the four countries without any obstacles. You know, our Sika has the highest gold content , This is the embodiment of national power."

Song Yaze was not surprised, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Caesar was a little proud: "You promised so quickly! I thought you would refuse. It seems that what I said is right, people will still bow their heads in front of interests."

Song Yaze took a sip of hot tea silently, glanced at the self-absorbed Caesar with a black line on his face, and did not respond.

That night, no one died anymore, the living were all in the safe zone, and the dead had already slept in the dark.The sense of fear in the tent camp in the safety zone has faded a lot. Seeing that the Sidonians no longer come to do bad things, the Dongxia people start talking about the world, as if living in a large compound.The most positive one, of course, is Lian Darong, who claims to be an intellectual and well-read.

"I said... we in Dongxia have to change the system! You see, in my time, I was a college student! But now, am I still a small engineer?! Well, if I were in Sidon, It has been able to develop a long time ago, and I still have to suffer here!"

Lian Darong's voice was high-pitched, and he was really capable of croaking.Surrounding him was still a group of sloppy Dongxia people, whose biggest character trait was to listen to the wind and the rain.

"That's right! My son plays every day and doesn't study. During the winter and summer vacations, one will die from the heat and the other will die from the cold. He can only use the computer during the winter and summer vacations. Tell me, can he have the heart to study! I heard It is said that Xiton has a spring and autumn vacation, and we give the best time of the year to our children, let them go out to play and practice! Look at what they have done, our Dongxia, we just can’t compare with them Sidon!"

A middle-aged woman spoke, and she attributed the reason for her child's weariness to school to winter and summer vacations.

"That's not it! Oh, the education system needs to be reformed! Not only education, but also medical care, food safety, etc. must be reformed! Otherwise, we'll be doomed with this country. Don't delay our children!" Lian Darong said alarmistly.

They talked about their dissatisfaction with the country, as if they wanted to attribute all the unsatisfactory things in this life to the fault of the country.Some of them are unrecognized for their talents and have dark thoughts about the world, as if belittling their own motherland can make them look noble and discerning.

Song Yaze and Wu Hao sat aside, they listened silently to the sharp remarks of those little people.Wu Hao sighed helplessly, with faint grief and indignation in his eyes: "My soldiers and my doctors all died for them, but they still say such ugly words! Sometimes, the Chinese are more terrifying than the enemy!"

"People who complain about others like to say that they are unrecognized for their talents. In fact, they don't have much talent. They just vent their failure emotions. They always only look at the outside world and don't see their own flaws. Such people will die by their own hands sooner or later." Song Yaze in I have seen too many people like this in reality, and my indignation has become calm.

"Oh, I love this land and my country. But hearing my people say that, I still feel heartbroken!" Wu Hao's face was full of grief and indignation.At this moment, he was missing the soldiers who died on the front line, and hearing such harsh words made his heart churn with sorrow.

"This kind of person is not even worth the heartache, and there is no need to invest in them. Even if they get to Sidon, they will still attribute their failures to the environment. Go and think about what's wrong with you."

Hearing this, Wu Hao was a little surprised. He turned his head and looked at Song Yaze, and said, "It seems that I have chosen the right person. Letting you pass has a higher chance of success. He will come to pick you up tomorrow morning, right?" ?”

"Yeah." Song Yaze nodded, with a helpless tone, "Tomorrow I will become a so-called agent. I have only seen it on TV before. The agents in it are either handsome or beautiful, and their IQ is outstanding. I'm just an ordinary person, and at this special moment, I was also driven out of the shelves."

"Contact me at any time if there is any situation." Wu Hao said solemnly, he pinned his last hope on Song Yaze.He is a patriotic general, relying on his family's background and power, and the highest theoretical achievements, he jumped to the top of the military.Among the top officials of the corrupt government, he is definitely one of the most patriotic and people-loving of all.But he is only a strategist, not a combatant, and he lacks combat experience in peacetime.What he has is full of enthusiasm, but when this enthusiasm boils, it will also make him make irrational decisions, such as entrusting a commoner to assassinate Caesar.

It's a pity that he still misunderstood the person. Song Yaze was not a native of Dongxia, and he had only been here for two days, so he was definitely not patriotic.He was thinking about the task of traveling the four countries, and he was also thinking about how to mediate between Caesar and Wu Hao, so as not to kill people, but also to end the war as soon as possible.

He and Wu Hao have their own thoughts.One is rational and thoughtful, the other is impulsive and passionate. Although they are sitting on the same bench, their hearts are in two spaces, far apart.