Mother is such a character, in the past ten years of life, even when my father was still alive, I basically didn't enjoy a quiet life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info has a lot of things to keep her busy every day, and after doing this one thing, the next thing is already waiting for her. Looking up, there is a long queue of more things already there, they seem to be the most fanatical fans of the mother, who has always been there regardless of the wind or shine.

Physically and mentally, I can't be idle for a short time. Kasia didn't know how her mother had come step by step over the past ten years, so that these things could become a habit deeply embedded in her mother's body, and getting rid of them completely was no longer as simple as drinking warm water in her stomach.

Within a few steps of her thoughts, Kasia quickly recalled in her mind the fragments of her life with her mother and sister Lilia in the small town.

I once heard those old professors say that the speed of sudden thoughts is something that has no end compared to purposeful thinking. Thinking needs to consume the necessary energy in the brain, and with the upgrading of thinking, the capacity of thinking things increases, and their need for the bottom line of various functions of the brain also rises geometrically.

But thoughts are in a different state, and a momentary thought may go through someone's life, or it may deal with too many things in that short period of time. Thoughts are somewhat similar to dreams, but they are essentially completely different from dreams. Dreams are intermittently connected, and thoughts seem to be infinitely able to break down time to a near-eternal state.

At this time, the picture in his head returned to the reality in his eyes, and Kasia deeply understood the above words, and sighed as he looked at the neatly paved stone slabs on the road in front of him.

It's the time of year when summer transitions to autumn, and there's still a few months left before the annual winter break. In the life of the small town, Kasia has no concept of holidays at all, whether it is the winter and summer vacations of the school there, or the weekends off every week, he almost spends time in the steam factory in the small town. Life had become monotonous five or six years ago, and that habit had just made him adapt well to life in the military school.

When I came to the door of the library, there was no one who looked like a student except for the administrators, who had long been infected by the atmosphere and had become lazy. Surgery-related exercises are considered to be the most important part of their studies. After the necessary theoretical lessons are completed, there are indeed very few people who can come to the library.

Kasia didn't say hello to the management, and the management didn't look at Kasia. The two seem to be in different worlds, and there is nothing in common that can be called an intersection between them.

Follow the search directory to find the map associated with your destination in the rows of bookshelves. I thought it would be a very simple thing, just open the book, and then find the quick job in the relevant region according to the address name. But after an hour or two, Kasia expanded the search until it expanded to the entire empire, and still did not see the words that Grote had said.

"It's a problem. Kasia touched her soft earlobe, which was red and hot, "Grote was alive almost a thousand years ago, and it was questionable whether the name of the place he was talking about was still the same. And whether the place name he mentioned has been changed to other names in history is also a matter that I need to find out the information to determine. ”

It is likely that the name of the place has changed, and Kasia has almost fixed the idea in her mind.

From here, Kasia completely abandoned the idea of looking up maps, and instead focused on books classified by history. But there is only one place name, and trying to find the answer you want in the endless bookshelf is tantamount to an impossible task.

Kasia wanted to use the search mechanism of the analysis machine to complete this tedious work, and there was a super analysis machine in the military school, which stored a large amount of data. With the analyser's own computing capabilities, searching will be easy.

But Taranto's death gave him a signal that someone was very interested in what Grote had left behind, and that the Holy Emperor's Hall was extremely powerful, and there must be someone they inserted in the military school. Considering her current special status, Kasia decided that it would be more complete for her next mission to borrow machines elsewhere to search for what she had in mind.

With his mind in mind, Kasia looked at the materials in other areas for a while, and finally borrowed a few books on the use of steam machinery, registered with the administrator, and left the library.

It was already dark, and the street lights in the school were lit up one after the other. The street lamps glow softly, illuminating a small area. In the temperature collection hut set up on the grass, the scale on the thermometer erected is still the same as yesterday, neither high nor low. But Kasia still felt that it was a little colder today than yesterday.

The summer in Manoma is coming to an end, followed by a short autumn, followed by a ferocious winter. As soon as the gloomy clouds press down over Manoma from the other side of the Blanco Mountains, winter will come and there will be no time for relaxation and preparation. Every year, the clouds are thick and dark, like moldy quilts, and several layers overlap to cover the sky, making people breathless.

The Clark area has an earlier winter than Manoma, and the clouds barely obstruct it, making it easy to completely envelop the small town. The leaden-gray clouds are so low that they seem to be within reach. The black smoke of the boiler building will darken the leaden gray for some time to come, turning it completely into a cover that will block the sun and rule the town for a month or two. Kasia walked in the street lamp with a book in his arms and thought about these things, and before passing by the cafeteria, he looked at the time, wandered in place a few times, and finally went inside to have dinner before going back to the dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory and putting down the book, Kasia crouched down on her desk and pondered how to fill out the application form for weapons and equipment.

Without any clear clue, he put the mission materials aside in front of him, looked at the detailed information about this mission, and looked at the lines of lead on the paper to see if he needed to prepare special weapons. (To be continued.) )