Damn it...
Roland took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe his cheek, this feeling was a little too real.
But he knew that he was only pretending to be relaxed in order to conceal the negative emotions surging in his heart. Even now, his hands were still trembling slightly, and his back was damp and cold.
Just now, he seemed to have personally experienced an extremely terrible disaster. Although it was only a brief moment in reality, he seemed to have spent the last stage with those disappearing lives and civilizations one by one, or rather, he was one of them. From fish and insects to birds and animals, from low to high, their struggling figures and painful voices lingered, as if the entire universe had become a dead land.
These tears were shed for them.
For a moment, Roland was even a little reluctant to leave the sunlight shining in through the window.
The originally unremarkable scenery outside the window had now become extraordinarily moving.
Even the sewage flowing beside the wall and the dog skin advertisements that could be seen everywhere seemed vivid and natural.
He watched the chaotic and busy street for a long time before he barely calmed down.
Now he can basically be sure of one thing - magic did not exist in this world from the beginning. This guess was proposed by Anna in the second act, and now it can be regarded as confirmed.
It was the "Gate Project" that led to the appearance of magic.
But without a doubt, that was not the result the interlocutors wanted.
"Gray Shadow" was looking forward to getting rid of gravity, and the other party directly mentioned "unforeseeable risks."
Now it seems that magic was the accident they did not foresee.
The catastrophe caused by magic became the so-called "price" of the gods, and eventually this force spread in a very short period of time, and the interlocutors did not escape.
The whole world has also become the way he sees it now.
However, Roland found that even if he understood these things, what he knew was only superficial.
The most critical question is, what exactly is the "Gate Project", and why is "Gray Shadow" so obsessed with it? What does the Battle of Divine Will have to do with all this?
They wouldn't expect them to fill this loophole, would they?
He turned his head, stared at the courier box for a long while, and finally picked up his phone.
"Hello, Mr. Pan Shi, I need the association to help me find someone."
……
Neverwinter City, Fertile Plains Entrance, Station No. 2.
A train slowly pulled up to the loading platform.
"Guys, I'll take a step ahead." Before the locomotive came to a complete stop, Cham jumped onto the platform excitedly.
"Hey, you, you can't leave all the boiler loading to me, can you?"
"Please, please! I'll treat you to the evening ale!"
He ran quickly towards the freight car, leaving Hank's voice behind him.
After the Battle of Taqila, Cham did not become the mighty and handsome officer he had expected - although his family of four, including his father and his sacrificed elder brother, had received awards and medals from His Majesty, the Administrative Office transferred him and his father out of the First Army and became full-time train drivers.
His father didn't have any objections. After all, after the war, someone still had to drive the train - this powerful machine had a wide range of uses even if it didn't carry artillery. Even after the main force withdrew to Neverwinter, the number of vehicles traveling across the Fertile Plains increased rather than decreased. The Administrative Office used this as a reason to transfer them out of the army.
In his father's words, it was serving His Majesty wherever he was.
Besides, the treatment was much better than before.
Cham was not so willing. He was dealing with black coal all day long. How could it be as enjoyable as fighting monsters with a spear? Moreover, his elder brother sacrificed himself in the camp defense battle. He had to go to the front line to kill a few more devils to avenge his brother. Serving a steam train could not do this.
What bothered him the most was that his second brother was not affected in any way. He was not only successfully promoted, but also selected into the elite unit of the First Army.
This was too unfair.
Cham originally thought that he would spend the next few years in this desolate wilderness in a sullen mood, but the development of things completely exceeded his expectations.
A large number of residential areas and farms sprung up north of the Impassable Mountain Range, the number of stations increased sharply, and taverns and shops followed. Transporting goods was no longer a boring job. If he finished early, he could go to the tavern for a few drinks every day. And the train driver was undoubtedly a popular profession. Whether they were locals or immigrants, everyone was full of interest in the forbidden area that was once rumored to be a "cursed land". When they talked about it, they didn't even have to pay for refills.
Of course, this kind of treatment was similar in Neverwinter City or other stations. What he was really looking forward to was the people here -
"Please line up and receive your dolls in an orderly manner!"
Next to the truck, a girl shouted with her hands covering her mouth. Before he could get close, the other party had already seen him and waved happily, "You're here!"
Looking at that cute smile, Cham felt that being a train driver was really great.
"I'll help too." He rolled up his sleeves and said.
"Okay, then take a doll on your body too." The girl smiled and handed over a straw doll, tiptoed and hung it around his neck.
"Hmph, offering courtesy for no reason." Another woman jumped down from the pile of goods and glared at him coldly.
Cham glared back without hesitation, and the two of them glared at each other, deadlocked next to the carriage.
Finally, the girl interrupted the confrontation between the two, "Okay, Bo Shan, Mr. Cham is just enthusiastic. Didn't he help us when we got lost?"
Mentioning getting lost, the woman's face suddenly stiffened. She turned her head and snorted disdainfully, "I'm too lazy to argue with you today, get out of the way, I'm going to work."
After saying that, she grabbed two bags of seeds and walked towards the stockyard area without looking back.
"Sorry..." The girl bowed slightly embarrassedly, "Bo Shan, she just..."
"It's okay, I don't mind." Cham waved his hand magnanimously, then carried the seeds on his back and followed.
In fact, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and he had rehearsed countless times in his mind - the Neverwinter Theater has a new drama on tonight, and he has already booked two tickets, just waiting to finish his work early and invite the other party.
These two women are both witches of the Sleeping Spell - their acquaintance can be said to be very dramatic. The girl accidentally overshot her destination when she took the train to Station No. 2 for the first time to assist in the construction. Looking at the empty plain, she was at a loss at the time, crying with pear blossoms and rain. And Bo Shan, who was with her, was not much better. Facing the unfamiliar environment with no people, she showed a highly vigilant, yet frightened look, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Helpless, Cham had to stop the train, transfer the two to another return train, and repeatedly told the opposite driver their destination, so that the two arrived at Station No. 2 smoothly before dark.
He thought it was just an accident, and there would be no more intersection afterwards, but he didn't expect that the two witches were assisting in the station unloading work.
As time went by, they gradually became acquainted, and he also learned the other party's name - Xia.