Dawn of the Grey Tower

z2Chapter 93: Tree on the wasteland

“Dad, can we stop for a rest?” Hella said it was ridiculous to say the rest as a half-spirit. After all, she moved around Lothar and didn’t even need to move. But this does not mean that girls have not consumed. In fact, appearing next to his father in this way and accompanying him is a very energy- and energy-consuming matter.

Lothar stopped, he did n’t know how much energy Hella would need to follow him in this way, but judging by the syncope and power-off situations that often occur after the cheese was cast, I am afraid this would not be comfortable Thing. The count stopped Hella from doing so during this time, but his daughter was obviously not his own father on the point of stubbornness, and the result of several attempts to persuade was only in vain to make Hella bear more burdens. Later, when Losa wanted to speak again, she subconsciously swallowed the words with the spittle.

“Okay, let’s take a break. You can go find something to eat or drink.” Lothar said, simply sitting down, facing the only river he had seen in this barren land.

Hella nodded, her body floating on the ground a few palms away gradually faded, she was indeed a little thirsty and a little hungry. However, in Losa’s surprised eyes, Hella’s figure did not disappear, but sat beside him. “Hella can go find food, but Dad only has water here. If you don’t look for food, Hella follows Dad.”

Earl blinked, he wanted to say something, but in the end he just smiled, and reached out his hand subconsciously to touch the top of Hella’s head, and of course, the hand passed through again. Actually speaking, rationally, Hella should go to replenish her diet. Now that Lothar has stopped, she is now wasting the Earl ’s energy. But which father would scold his daughter for this reason at this time? At least Lothar couldn’t do it, and his body was getting weaker without food supplies, but the strength in his heart was increasing because of Hella.

“What day is it?” Losa turned his head back to look at the river and asked about his current time. He had no way of knowing how long he had been walking on the wasteland. The sense of numbness after his body fatigue also made the soldier proud of himself The ability to know has almost failed. If it had not been for Hella to consistently communicate the flow of time to him, the Earl would not have the ability and expectations to continue.

“The first …” The sea stretched out his fingers. The way children calculate time is different from adults. They don’t pay special attention to the sun and sunset, but they do it in their own way, such as eating a few meals and going a few times. Secondary toilets, and so on subtle time recording methods to discern tense changes. The reason is probably because the child can’t understand what time is. It’s no wonder that if space can be measured with both feet, and the concept of speculation with both eyes, time is more abstract and unspecific. For children, too abstract concepts need to be understood slowly.

“The third day!” The daughter of the earl of Montenegro finally happily got the answer after breaking the finger for a few seconds, and also received the gaze of his father’s approval. But this news is not optimistic for Losa. In three days, people have no water and can only live for three days. Without food, they can live for about five days. But this about five days does not mean that Lothar can continue to travel at this speed for two days. After a while, when the energy stored in his body is reduced to no longer support him, he will become lying. The state of waiting for death by the water.

Finding food within a day is a more urgent task than getting rid of this wasteland. But how easy is this? Not to mention that there are no fish, shrimp and shellfish in the river. In the past three days, Losa has spent some time trying to get food on a long way. However, the environment here is different from any landform he knows. He ca n’t see it here. When you look at the plants, you can’t see the animals. Even the dirt under his feet could not be found. This is the absolute life exclusion zone, except for him, there are no creatures.

“Dad, are you hungry? You haven’t eaten for three days … Hella must be starved to death if she doesn’t eat for three days …” It seems to be reminded by her father’s question that Hella noticed Lothar now The situation facing. But although the girl used the word death, she didn’t have any sense of wonder that her father was still alive. Children do not understand what death is. Even if they witness death, they cannot really understand the meaning of death and the horror of death when they are young. Therefore, death for most of them is just a vocabulary of expression. The so-called starvation is just an expression to the extent that she can’t imagine it. It is not a real loss of life characteristics caused by starvation.

“It’s okay, Dad was talking to the Internet … Your mother had a very difficult time at the beginning of the heartbreak. I’m used to it.” Sometimes Losa was also thinking about this problem. The lion’s best military de facto lord, it is reasonable to say that if people’s eyes are not full of fat, they must also be covered with rough muscles. But take a look at yourself now. The once sturdy body gradually lost weight after the plague of rats. Although he still has muscles now, no one can see it without taking off his clothes.

Although the Earl comforted his daughter so much, he could see that Hella was still very uneasy, especially when he just mentioned the networm. Hella has always had a subconscious escape from her mother, and she is somewhat resistant to accepting this loved one who has never appeared in her life. So in order not to let her daughter fall into a more contradictory situation, Losamari stood up, “Okay, it’s almost time to rest, let’s move on.”

Father and daughter were on the road again, but this time, Hella was still silent before. Lothar looked at his daughter from time to time worried, he didn’t know why Hella was bored. But soon ~ www.wuxiax.com ~ he would not care about these. For the first time on the bare earth, they saw the first thing other than those weird sticks. It looked like a very tall and lush tree. A big tree? Growing on such a wasteland? He thought in a trance that the shaman had mentioned something similar in his dream.

“Hella, you go back first. Dad is going to look ahead.”

“No! Hella is going to go! Hella will not cause trouble to Dad now!” The countess said as she flew a few circles around her father to show her that she would not be hurt now.

However, this does not convince Lothar, because he knows that many things in this world do not cause harm if they are actually touched. Many exist. Just by looking at them, they will pierce people ’s memories like steel needles and let It hurts when you think about it. Hella is only five years old this year, and now she should not see things that even adults do not want to face. In particular, in the face of those, Lothar probably needs to rely on forces other than the Tomahawk, from the strength of his tattoos. He didn’t want to be seen by his daughter at that time.

“Obey, Hella. Dad needs you to go back.” Lothar rarely spoke to her daughter with a commanded tone, so when he did this, Hella obviously froze for a few seconds, not knowing how to face such seriousness. Father. With the momentum accumulated by the Earl of Montenegro’s experience, it is still easy to make his daughter obedient. So after a few seconds, Hella obeyed her father’s instructions obediently, her body faded away and disappeared into the wasteland.

“Hoo, I’m sorry. Dad will apologize when you go back. So Dad, be sure to go back.”

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