Chapter 923

In 1996, a five-and-a-half-year-old girl ate her first meal.

She ate white steamed bread and chicken in a restaurant she once dared not think of.

She still remembers that day, the young officer sitting opposite her was tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and stars and extraordinary heroism.

He sat there and ordered a lot of things, ate more and faster than himself, and didn't talk to himself.

Only after he finished destroying things like a whirlwind, did he say, "I thought you had some potential. After all, it's hard for a child like you to survive without eating or drinking for four or five days. Your spirit should be very strong and you have a chance, but now it seems that I'm out of sight."

Qian Zao sat there with a small mouthful of steamed bread in her mouth. She was at a loss. In fact, she was still ignorant.

"My Lord and I, what have I done wrong?"

She is very sad, but it is still too difficult for a girl of this age to seek death. Young life is always eager to continue to grow, which is the instinct of life.

When she had a full meal and a delicious food she had never enjoyed, she didn't want to die so much.

The young officer sighed, "you're too cowardly. People like you can't go to the battlefield. Now I'm just curious. What will you hold on to and what wishes have not been fulfilled?"

Xiaoqian was silent. She looked at the steamed bread in her hand and the chicken with oil and water on the table. "I still want to wait for Dad and big brother to go home..."

The young officer's face showed a look of amazement. He couldn't understand the girl's thinking. There was no food to eat. Do you want to wait for your family to return in front of the door.

And he already knew that the girl was an orphan. She couldn't wait until her father and brother came back.

"Do you think you can wait?"

Asked the young officer.

Xiaoqian was surprisingly calm. She bit the steamed bread hard, chewed it in her mouth and sobbed, "I want to wait for them to come back, otherwise I don't know where to go."

The young officer was silent for a moment and looked at the little girl who kept swallowing the steamed bread. "Don't eat when you feel bad, because it will make your obstruction become obvious."

He stood up and went outside the shop, leaving a grain of broken silver.

Qianzao quickly got up and chased outside, "can I still go there?"

"Come on, if you're lucky, you can live a few more days."

The young officer didn't look back and rode on the war horse. Xiao Qian had been chasing after him for a long time.

Four days later, Xiaoqian first set foot on the legendary Shenwu Empire, which is said to have ruled the world for 5000 years.

Their country has been subject to the Shenwu empire for nearly a thousand years. They pay tribute every year and are also protected by the Shenwu empire.

She didn't know where she was going or what she would do after going to Shenwu Empire, but she felt it didn't matter. As long as she could live.

She wanted to see what the big country in the East was like. She wanted to know why her father and eldest brother fought.

On the ship, there were many children from their own countries and hundreds of people. The accompanying soldiers explained the next arrangements to them.

They will be sent to a secret blood warrior base for training. If they perform well and are selected to become secret blood warriors, the family will receive a subsidy of ten Liang silver and send five Liang silver to their home every year.

This is an astronomical figure. In Japan, two liang of silver is enough for a family of three to eat and drink for a year.

Many of the children on board are not orphans, but are "sold" by their families, because as long as they choose to go on this ship to Shenwu Empire, they can get three Liang silver, which is the life-saving money of many families.

A thousand years ago, she had no family. The officer gave herself three liang of silver and said it was her own.

The days at sea were hard. At first, she would look at the sea and be at a loss. Later, she would gradually feel uneasy.

She knows that there are legends about the secret blood warrior in every small country in the East.

The children on board were excited when they learned that they might become a secret blood warrior, but qianzao still remembered that the secret blood warrior was going to war.

The secret blood warrior is one in a hundred or even one in a thousand. If he is not selected, what will happen if he fails?

This was something that no one in charge of the ship had said, which made her uneasy.

But what about anxiety? Her life has gone on, but there is no destination.

Later, she came to the military camp and saw the boy who impressed her at first sight.

The other party seems to be half a year older than himself. He is also trained in the military camp, but he is only six years old. He lies on his back on the playground, pushing hundreds of kilograms of stone mill and is training.

It was an alien in the basic training camp. No child dared to approach the indifferent boy. His young body had clear muscle lines, and his sweat slipped along the cracks of the muscles.

He pushed the stone mill upward and his eyes were firm. He didn't seem to be training, but he seemed to compete with something again. At a young age, he had a fierce look in his eyes during training.

She didn't know what the other party had experienced, but she was distressed for no reason. After that, she was respected.

He must have a miserable past, but he is strong and admirable.

She started training with the children in the same period. The boy named Lu Chen is always the best. He doesn't seem to be a human. His strength is much stronger than that of an adult man,

Whether it is basic training or fighting training, Lu Chen always remains the first and is the object of awe for all children.

But Lu Chen had no friends. All the children were afraid of him. After the training, they were far away from him. They thought it was a little monster.

At first, in the fighting training, the children practiced against each other, but later it became the instructor and Lu Chen practiced alone. The six-year-old boy was like a little beast. Although he was young, he was very fierce.

Qianzao is always hanging behind Lu Chen like a small tail. She wants to ask why the other party can be so strong, so strong, and motivated. She can train so hard every day, and even practice more for herself. It's clear that you are the first and far away from the people behind..

But she didn't dare. The boy seemed to be thousands of miles away from everyone. He was polite, but alienated, powerful, but frightening.

She only dares to hand each other a towel and a glass of water after training, and the other party will only say thank you.

Later, when they had dinner together in the canteen, they finally talked. The boy looked at himself and said, "you are not suitable here. Before accepting the secret medicine, you have a chance to apply and go home."

Qianzao was surprised that the other party talked to him, but the other party's words advised him to leave, "I... I train very hard."

"The results of basic training are in the middle reaches, and the results of combat training are in the middle and lower reaches. You never practice more after the end. Are you working hard?"

The boy's tone was flat. "You can do better, but you don't want to."

Qianzao was a little silent because she really didn't work hard enough. She didn't feel how difficult it was to train, but she couldn't find a reason to train well.

The daily repetition of life makes her gradually forget her former hometown and start thinking about the future. What is she here for?

Every child here has more or less their own goals. Some simply want to become a secret blood warrior and get ahead, while others want to send money to their families and improve their lives after being selected.

A more precocious child will even consider protecting his family and country and think that this is the way to realize his ideal in life.

So most people work hard, but she is a pure orphan. She doesn't need to send money to her family. She doesn't want to stand out. Earlier, she wanted to see the country where her father and brother came and know why they fought.

But later, qianzao felt that this was not something he could figure out, and the result was more likely to be powerless and pale.

At present, she is only one person and only lives if she lives, but it is too empty if she lives just to make a living.

In this troubled times, she is far away from her hometown and comes to a strange country. She has no relatives, friends and future. What does she want to pursue? This is too complicated for a six-year-old.

"Someone once told me that if you have talent but don't work hard, you are committing a crime, so I despise you."

The boy said bluntly, because he can see that the girl is able to train here and is a talented person.

"I... I just don't know... What to do in the future. I don't have a home, apply to quit, and have nowhere to go."

Qianzao was a little confused and frightened. After saying this sentence, she was more like asking her own heart. I had nothing and nothing I wanted, but was I alive?

The boy was silent for a moment, "... Who knows what will happen in the future? Only when you live can you know what will happen in the future. If you want to live and have a meal, you should train well and maintain your physical state at the peak, otherwise you will die by injecting secret medicine."

"Just... To live?"

Thousands of early confused way.

After eating a large plate of coarse grain, the boy wiped his mouth. "Isn't this reason enough? If you have to have a goal to move forward, follow me."

After a year of training, the children began to receive injections of secret blood, which was the day that determined their fate.

One by one, the children entered the bloody room and came out sideways, turning into living dead people without souls or bodies bleeding from the seven orifices.

Qian Zao was finally afraid. She knew that the screening of secret blood warriors would kill people, but when she saw it directly, she would still feel frightened when waiting in line outside. It was like waiting for death to pronounce on you.

The boy patted her on the shoulder. "Be determined. Remember my words. If you don't climb up from the abyss, no matter how good your talent is, you will die later."

Qianzao nodded again and again. The boy went in ahead of him and soon came out, comforting: "it's very simple, you can."

When the crimson liquid pushed into her spine, she had seen many illusions for a long time. When she was about to get lost at the bottom of the illusion, she chased the back and went ashore.

She succeeded and became a secret blood warrior, but no family will receive her annual salary, and no family will cheer for her.

Later, they trained together. Lu Chen stepped on the battlefield when she was nine years old. She didn't go out of the training camp until she was ten years old.

Maybe it's fate, or maybe it's the upper class. Considering that the secret blood warriors who grew up together will have more tacit understanding, they are divided into a small team.

They experienced the war together. After they went to the battlefield together, they took out their military pay and invited their teammates to eat and drink at roadside stalls.

Because neither Lu Chen nor she has a home, their military pay is only spent by themselves, so they are the most entertainers.

At the age of 13, they returned from the main battlefield and got a week's holiday. The surviving teammates returned home to reunite with their long separated families.

Lu Chen and Qian Zao stayed in the military camp and ate and drank in nearby cities.

On that day, she saw the boy cry for the first time. His face was full of wine and tears, and his original handsome face was twisted beyond words.

She once thought that she was strong and progressive, cruel to herself and the enemy. Since her return last night, her tears have not stopped.

Only then did she know that Lu Chen's mother really stopped breathing last night.

Lu Chen has only pretended to be strong over the years. He should show his own value, be meritorious, strong and invincible, so that the country can maintain his mother's life with the best medical conditions.

Although it was just a body without soul, after becoming a secret blood warrior and understanding what kind of existence the secret blood warrior is, Lu Chen should have understood this truth long ago, but he was unwilling to give up.

He would sneak to his mother's place and listen to the sound of breathing to sleep, but he would never hear it again.

"Captain, should you apply for more holidays and adjust your status?"

Thousand early rational suggestions.

After crying, Lu Chen drank a mouthful of inferior yellow rice wine, "no, my parents will look down on me. The battlefield still needs me. I can't let you go."

She knew that the teenager was afraid that other teammates would go to the battlefield, and there would be large-scale casualties in his absence.

I don't know when, these children who have no home are no longer lonely. Their comrades in arms are new families.

So qianzao also mentioned the wine world, "I hope the war will end as soon as possible."

After clinking the glasses, Lu Chen looked at qianzao and said, "after the two-year campaign, you can apply for retirement. You're not suitable here."

Qian Zao said with a smile, "when I'm sixteen, I have to follow the rules, don't I?"

She has been following each other for years, and may no longer be confused.

When Lu Chen led the team to break through the most tragic battlefield when they were 15 years old, almost everyone except Lu Chen was seriously injured.

After qianzao stayed, although she rarely played in the front battlefield, as the boy said, she was gifted and she was not weak.

She still remembered the roar of the young man with red eyes, and the last sentence she said with a smile: "sorry, I can't follow you this time."

When she turned around, she opened her mouth and said silently, "that's it."

The 16-year-old retired, it's... Half a year away.

When the two rescue vehicles turned back and saw the blood left on the ground.

He ran crazy on the battlefield, but he could only see the smoke and debris that had not retreated, and there was no longer the little attendant who had been following behind him.

Because the little attendant didn't follow behind this time, but chose the opposite direction.