Hidden Yao Era

Sonia got off the brawny man's back and ran over to check on the boy's mother's injuries. The boy was crying beside his mother, who was lying on the ground moaning, a small piece of blood was dripping on the ground, and Castor had been holding on to her wound to try to stop the bleeding, and he asked about the mother's injury with concern. Sonia was stunned for a moment when she saw Casto's concerned expression. Seeing her stunned, Casto hurriedly reminded Sonia to call medical staff to rescue the mother and son.

Later, more and more pedestrians gathered, some of them brought medicine for wounds, others bandages and drinking water. The boy's mother's wounds, though bleeding a little, appeared to be fine. When the ambulance arrived, the boy's mother was put into the ambulance. The security forces came over to communicate with Sonia for a while, and Sonia learned that some of the prisoners of war had been on the move lately, and some of them had escaped to the streets.

The little boy cried and asked Sonya, "Will my mother be fine?" and "Will be fine!" replied Sonia in the affirmative. After receiving an affirmative answer, the little boy nodded, and without saying anything, followed his mother into the ambulance, while Sonia and Casto watched the ambulance leave and continued to the market.

Casto was actually a little frightened just now, he didn't expect this gentle and light girl to decisively kill such a strong adult man. In other words, every time she was angry before, Sonia could easily break his neck. He felt that if he were Sonya, he might not let such a grumpy man get out of the chapel alive. Thinking of this, Casto touched his neck.

Sonia noticed Casto's anomaly and said, "What's wrong? It was really scary just now, but it's all over, and now there are no madmen slashing people!"

"You just ......," Casto said again.

"Physics overtook that guy. This beast doesn't deserve to live in the world!" Sonia said.

Casto was surprised, he didn't expect Sonya, who seemed so kind, to say such a thing. He then asked, "You are also physically overtaking us in peacetime?"

"Well, there's no way on the battlefield, you have to fight on the battlefield, it's hell there. But out of the battlefield, people still have to live a normal life. When you are out of the battlefield, people should no longer be enemies of each other!" Sonia said.

"So, you can actually kill me at any time. Castor whispered.

"Why should I kill you?" said Sonia with a laugh.

"I was your enemy, and I shot at you that night. Casto said timidly.

"But we're not there now!" said Sonya.

"I think it's hard for us to be friends, I'm unlikely to follow your religion, I have my own family, I have my friends, I have my social circle. I may not be able to truly fit in with you. Casto muttered.

"You're pretty much in with us, didn't you just have a good conversation?" Sonia said.

"Huh?" Casto was a little puzzled.

"Do you think that when I said that to become a friend, you must join the Wanderers and believe in our gods?" Sonia said.

"Well, don't you want that?" said Casto.

"Hahaha, we're not that naïve, we don't think everyone can practice our religion. The captives we capture will be educated, and those who are willing to follow our religion will stay with us. If they are unwilling, we will patiently enlighten them and let them go to the alien galaxy to find the life they want. But what if we continue to be hostile ......

"What will happen then?".

"Then physical excess!" said Sonia with a smile, she smiled beautifully, but Casto thought she was terrifying.

Casto nervously said, "Then if I continue to be your enemy, you will kill me?".

Sonia looked at her, deliberately showed a very terrible expression and said with a smile, "Yes, if you don't join us, I will break your neck!"

Castor was stunned.

"Hahahahaha, I don't think we're going to get this far, you're not the same as most of the firefighters' armed officers. Sonia said with a smile, and her face instantly returned to a happy and relaxed expression.

"How am I different?" Casto said.

"The first time you give me a different feeling, it's very different. Commoners like those just now, noble officers often don't care, but you're different. It's also fun to talk to you, and the more I get in touch with you, the more certain it feels like – I think you're a world-aware person, not numb. But most of your officers are anesthetized by power and money, they only know how to pursue these, and their perception of other good things is almost zero. Sonia said.

"There are quite a few of them. Castor wanted to argue in his heart, but he directly agreed with Sonya, wondering if he had previously thought that most of the officers armed with the firefighters were insensitive. He remembered the arguments with Yang Dongming and Winston on the Levy 9 Space City, and realized that he might have known about the numbness, money worship and shamelessness of these officers at that time, but he just didn't want to admit it.

"Hahaha, look, you know, and you can feel that you are different from them, I know! Man's pursuit and yearning for beautiful things is the source of reason and conscience. Sonya's words reminded Castor of his argument with his friends on the Levi 9, and Sonia gave Yang Dongming's answer. Seeing what Casto was thinking, she turned the subject to his friend, "Then you have some friends, don't you? I think your friends must be like you, not the kind of people who follow the crowd." "

"Well, yes, my friends are all very good quality people, Winston, Yang Dongming, they are all very good, Winston is a man of high moral character, he is of noble birth, graduated from the military academy with me, he has read a lot of books and likes to help others. He had particularly good grades in the academy, and my grades were good enough, and he was better than me, so as soon as he graduated, he was assigned to the flagship of the fleet. Yang Dongming is a very interesting person, I mentioned him to Mr. Ingmar before, he has a lot of historical knowledge, he has read more books than Winston, and he can find a lot of materials and documents that are difficult to find, that is really amazing. He likes to hook up with pretty girls, but he doesn't do anything too much. But as soon as he saw the girl, he was so annoyed that he would tell you endlessly, complimenting you on your beauty, from head to toe, in your voice, temperament, and character!" Casto became more and more vigorous, not noticing that Sonya's face was gradually turning red.

"Uh, do you think I'm pretty?" asked Sonya.

"yes, what's wrong with that? you're so pretty, someone in the army should be chasing you, right?" asked Castor, inexplicably.

"Well, there were, there were, and there were. But I won't associate with them until the war is over. Sonia said.

Casto was silent, and secretly said to himself, "Damn war!".

After they had finished their groceries at the market, they returned to Mr. Ingmar's house. Sonia was busy in the kitchen as soon as she returned, while Casto continued to chat with Mr. Ingmar. Mr. Ingmar and he became happier the more he talked, and began to draw as he chatted, and this time he began to paint in ink, sometimes he turned back to talk to Castor, and sometimes he smeared a few strokes on the painting with water. Castor asked, a little curiously, "Mr. Ingmar, won't my chatting with you like this affect your painting?"

Mr. Ingmar laughed and said, "No, not at all! I don't need to paint too finely in this style, what I need is an emotion, and with emotion I can draw well, and if there is no emotion, there is nothing." Sometimes I draw very seriously, and the things I draw are particularly bad. But sometimes the painting is so bad that I am very angry, and I can draw a good picture even if I am very serious about painting. But sometimes it's not as good as a few random strokes when you're in a good mood, hahahahaha, I don't know what's going on. "

"Mr. Ingmar, why did you come to this planet, and don't you feel scared that this planet is so dangerous?" asked Casto.

"I'm afraid? I don't feel at all! I feel very comfortable here! I'm not afraid of death, and I'm more afraid of not being able to paint well than death. Mr. Ingmar's words surprised Castor

"Huh, painting is heavier than your life?" asked Casto.

"Yes, it's a lot more important!, how many years do humans live!?" asked Mr. Ingmar.

"Well, about 180 years ago. Castor replied.

"Well, the maturity of targeted senescent cell removal technology has more than doubled the average lifespan of humans. But that doesn't make sense, human life is still not eternal. As long as life dies, there is no meaning in life itself. After Mr. Ingmar said this, Casto fell into deep thought.

"However, thousands of years ago, the artists of the earth created monumental works, some of whom lived less than 50 years, but their works are grandiose and magnificent! The lives of these artists are immortalized because of this, and I want my paintings to do the same!, but now it seems that there is still a long way off!" said Mr. Ingmar regretfully, his tone full of reluctance.

"So, you think only art can make people's lives eternal?" asked Casto.

"Yes, it seems to me that is! Maybe I'm a stupid person, my knowledge of eternity is too superficial, and I think Sonya's understanding of eternity is actually deeper than mine! Then he said, "I don't understand eternity, I just yearn for eternity." "

Casto didn't understand Sonya's words at all, and he could only mechanically turn Sonya's simple and meaningful words into a question: "Longing for eternity?".