The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 279 267. Peasants

What can four months of life change?

Orion can tell you clearly that a peaceful life can slightly change your views of decades.

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

But now these guys appear alive in front of him, and even become his neighbors. They will greet him with a smile every morning when he wakes up. Sometimes, when he drags his own crops, he will see some guys in the market to buy what he sells, and then he will find another alien race to buy what he needs, etc.

Although it will feel very uncomfortable at the beginning, he seems to be accustomed to this kind of life now.

This short four-month pastoral life can't wash away the blood that has been immersed in him for hundreds of years. He will wake up suddenly more than one night and subconsciously touch the pistol hidden in the bedside table, but every time he wakes up like this, he will wake up Melanie, so he tries his best to restrain himself, but he always fails.

Every time he saw his neighbors, he felt awkward. Even when he saw the alien soldiers and human servants patrolling the streets, he would immediately think about how to break their necks and take away their weapons to start "fighting back".

But this was just a thought.

Now he is no longer a death angel. 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 the colony called Watt 67, who uses a small rotary hand tractor to cultivate his own 12 acres of land.

Orion actually has a very good response in their community, especially in a community with mixed races, which is very rare.

In order to prevent the immigrants from the empire from gathering and causing trouble, except for family members, they were scattered to various communities to live alone. Although the father and daughter who had just arrived here made some residents feel a little scared because of the father's tall body, after all, a normal human being who can grow to more than two meters is indeed a little scary, and he seemed to be wearing ragged clothes and had an unshaven beard, which made everyone, including humans, feel very uncomfortable at first.

However, with the frequent interactions, especially two months ago, when a human boy ran to play in the water privately and drowned, he was found and fished out by Mr. Orion, everyone's feelings about him gradually changed, and the residents of the community gradually accepted this tall man to join their lives.

After being tidy, Orion looked like a 40-year-old, well-mannered middle-aged man, almost completely different from the sloppy "savage" before. And unlike what the community residents thought before, Orion was not a rough man with no knowledge. He was very wise and even well-read. He could perfectly solve some mechanical problems and neighborhood conflicts. Whether it was a machine or intelligent life, it could be restored to a perfect state under his regulation.

People even hoped that he could represent the entire community to attend the meeting to exercise their rights, but he refused. This also made people more curious about this cultural person who had no desire for power.

Some people said that he was a guard of a down-and-out noble, and his family was forced to flee after losing the cruel struggle of the imperial nobles. This little girl was likely the last heir of the family he was protecting. However, this statement was quickly rejected later, because the little girl was just an ordinary child, and she looked like an ordinary little girl in terms of behavior and cultural education.

Then some people said that he might be a down-and-out general, and his troops might have participated in the cruel Second Damocles Expedition or the subsequent series of small-scale battles. His troops were dispersed, and he was ruthlessly hunted down by the cruel Military Affairs Department, so he was forced to flee here with his daughter. But this seemingly reasonable statement is not true, because the veterans who participated in the war have never heard of this person, and they are sure that their generals can't be so young for so long, let alone so tall and strong.

So after several weeks of discussion, these gossiping residents finally came up with the most reasonable statement: Mr. Orion is likely to be a historian!

Historians who study history in the Empire are very risky. They may be targeted by the Imperial Church and the Inquisition and sent to the stake at any time. People who want to do this must be strong and eloquent, and of course you must have sufficient historical knowledge and cultural background.

This seems to be the most likely way to think about it, so everyone privately believes that Mr. Orion must be a former historian of the Empire, and perhaps he is still doing his work, coming to a distant foreign country to find the broken historical knowledge of mankind.

Orion is not deaf, he is a battle-hardened warrior, and naturally understands the civilians' speculation about his identity. At first, he was a little worried, but later he slowly regarded this kind of talk as a pastime, and also began to deliberately let those people really think that he is a historian.

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

He was not making up the story about the pendant adjustment. After all, when the pendant was produced, he bought a product 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, not to mention the small pendant.

When the sun rose again, Orion came out of the resettlement house of dozens of square meters allocated by the local government as usual, went to his farm tool room, found the pesticide spraying equipment, applied pesticides to the drones, and set the program. Then he returned to the house, prepared breakfast, and when the time on this planet reached seven o'clock, he called Melanie who was still sleeping, and when she finished washing up, the pancakes made of flour and eggs were just out of the oven.

Melanie was very surprised when she ate this delicious food for the first time. She told Orion directly that this was the most delicious food she had ever eaten. However, the number one ranking of the most delicious food was refreshed by a hot dog stand at the entrance of the elementary school only 12 hours later.

After breakfast, Orion would send her to the entrance to wait for the school bus to pick her up. At first, he was very reluctant to send his adopted daughter to the so-called school to receive alien education, but soon he became open-minded. First, the knowledge sounded good, and second, she was destined to live here, so she had to integrate into the local environment, otherwise it would be harmful to her.

After watching the school bus drive towards the school, Orion looked at the clock again. Now the pointer of the electronic clock has reached 7:40.

It's time to go to the market to sell the vegetables harvested in the past two days. These vegetables are the main source of their family during the long harvest period of the main crops. He doesn't want to spend the exchange coupons issued by the local government so early.

Get on the slightly crowded suspension car, rinse the vegetables again with clean water, and then go to the nearest farmer's market. A farmer's day begins.