Chapter 585 1. The Past of the Apprentices

Time flows endlessly. This is the greatest force in the world. Whether it is princes, generals, farmers or businessmen, whether it is the rise of great civilizations or the dissipation of fallen civilizations, nothing can affect the long forward time.

It is like a torrent sweeping across the whole world, and nothing can stop its scouring. Under the washing of time, all past existences will become pale, and no matter how eye-catching a victory is, no matter how heart-wrenching a failure , will lose its original meaning.

And in the tempering of time, the immature life will become mature, and in the ever-decreasing life years, you will one day know that only a meaningful job can enrich yourself and make yourself better Your job is a career worthy of all your energy.

"drop"

The sharp sound of the siren sounded on time in the residential area of ​​Darkforge City, which represented the beginning of the endless work every day. Before the second whistle sounded, the awakened people still had 45 minutes to wash and eat breakfast, and then , the whole day's work will begin.

And the entire peaceful Dark Forge City seemed to be awakened by the sirens sounding here and there, like a huge mechanical creation, which started to run again when the gears collided.

Some poets in the Federal District would compare the siren to the horn that wakes up the giant steam beast, or to the first ray of morning light that shines on the earth every day. In short, poets are always so romantic.

"Today's newspaper."

In the small residence at No. 134 Volcano Avenue in the civilian area of ​​Darkforge City, the third-level apprentice Oryx was awakened from his sleep by the sound of the siren. He yawned and finished washing in the bathroom. When he changed into a black apprentice uniform, the friend who shared the rent with him had already brought packaged milk and a roll of newspaper from the door.

And Oryx also took out the beef patty that the two of them hadn't finished eating last night from the mechanical refrigerator in the corner of the room, and put it in the steam box with hot water. After about 3 minutes, the stuffing became steaming again. The pie and a sliced ​​fresh apple were brought to the table.

This is the breakfast for the two of them. It is very simple and not rich, but it can satisfy the nutrition that the two young people need for a morning's work.

"I said, John, after get off work today, I'm going to Old Figo to pay the gas fee for this month. I may have to work overtime tonight, so go."

While munching on the spicy pie, Oryx said to his companion who was reading the newspaper:

"Anyway, you're on your way to get off work."

"Not today, Orix, I'll drop by tomorrow morning."

John put the newspaper on the table. The young man with freckles was a little depressed, and Orix subconsciously looked back at the calendar on the wall behind him. Next to today's date, there is a red five-pointed star symbol, representing today's difference.

Oryx swallowed his food hastily, and apologized to his friend:

"Sorry, John, I forgot, today is your parents'..."

"No, nothing, Orix."

John raised his head, smiled at his companion, and stuffed the apple slices into his mouth, but the sadness in his eyes meant that his heart was not peaceful.

And this episode also made the atmosphere between the two young people a bit awkward, until Orix finished eating the pie, he stood up and poured some wine for the two of them, but he didn't dare to pour too much, he was so drunk If you go to work, you will definitely be discovered by those dwarven overseers.

John is already a second-level craftsman, and he belongs to the middle class that cannot be deducted in Darkforge City. It doesn't matter to him to deduct a little salary, but Orix, who has just been here for half a year, is still an apprentice. It is already very stressful to pay the monthly rent and sporadic expenses.

"Come on, have a drink, and tell me if you're not happy."

Oryx put the wine glass in front of John, and he leaned against the cabinet behind him. Under the light of the bright gas lamp above his head, the skin of this young man in his 20s looked abnormally pale. He sipped After taking a sip of the wine, the pungent taste was completely different from the good wine from his hometown in his memory. Orix looked at his companion and said in a low voice:

"Come on, John, we are from the same place... We have the same experience, you know, in that disaster, I also lost mine..."

"Stop it, Orix."

John took a sip of the wine, the pungent taste stimulated his senses, and made his tears flow out of his eyes at this moment. With this pungent stimulation, John, who was hiding his sadness in his heart, no longer concealed it. He used his left hand to He covered his eyes, but salty tears continued to flow from between his fingers.

"do not talk..."

His voice became choked up:

"Don't make me think about that hell again...my home, my people, my farm, oh my god...by the light!"

As if to vent, John raised his head and poured down all the wine in the glass. He looked up at the white-painted roof and the blue mechanical fan hanging on the roof, the suppressed pain in his heart The moment spews out:

"I hate that place, Oryx, I hate Stratholme, I hate Lordaeron... That day I rode my horse to Andorhal to watch the knights train, as usual, the smoke, the poison Smoke, I remember clearly, those plagues...Damn plagues, I fainted in front of Prince Alsace, and when I woke up, everything about me was gone, and I was swallowed by that damned place."

"I've lost everything, Orix, I've lost nothing..."

Orix felt the pain of his companion. He sat beside John and patted John on the shoulder. His voice was also a little hoarse. He said:

"Okay, it's all over, brother, it's all over. If Uncle Dalson has a soul, he will definitely feel relieved to see that you have started your life again."

"My father...he was a rude, orthodox redneck, always yelling at me and my mother, and he liked to drink."

Tears hung on John's face. He turned his head and tried hard to make a smile to his companion. He said:

"I still remember that day when he talked to me and said that he would send me to the Black Iron District as an apprentice mechanic. He knew that I liked to play with these gadgets, and he actually liked them too. I secretly saw him touch those gadgets clumsily. Clumsy Harvester, I know that if he was alive, maybe in the Iron District, he would choose to be a mechanic too, just like you and me...but he'll never have that chance."

"Now I am here, Orix, I have come to the Black Iron District, no matter what, I will become the best craftsman! I want to realize my father's humble ideal...I want to make the Dalson family to carry on my bloodline and make a presence in the Federal District to honor my parents and those I have lost."

John touched his eyes with his sleeve, raised the empty cup, and said to the red-eyed Oryx:

"To my father, to our new life!"

Oryx sniffled, gave half of the wine in his glass to John, and then clinked glasses. While the glass was ringing, the two young men laughed and drank the wine in one gulp, and then , with a bag on her shoulders, went out, and parted in two directions.

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John Dalson is a survivor from Dalson Farm in Stratholme. He is one of the survivors of the undead plague launched by the cultists of the Cult of the Damned a few years ago. He has been in Stratholme before He lived a difficult life until the Hammerfire recaptured the entire city of Stratholme, and the young man was transferred to the southern border along with the immigrants.

He signed up for the recruitment of apprentices in the Black Iron District. He is a very talented young man. In less than a year and a half, he became a second-level craftsman of the Black Iron Mining Company. In the business model of the business district, he has a bright future and a bright future, and there are many young people like him who are full of enthusiasm in the Black Iron District.

Most of them come from humble backgrounds. In their original society, they would never be able to step into the middle class in their lifetime. Their humble bloodlines limit their way forward. Even if they join the army and trade their lives for their future, it is difficult to break through the shackles of their own class. , but in the Federal District, their future path has become extremely broad and bright.

No matter what they have experienced in the past, now, these younger generations have become one of the core supporters of federal rule, and they are full of disgust and hatred for the past feudal civilization system.

To use the famous words of Mr. Edwin Van Cleef, the Speaker of the Federal District, it is:

"Only a backward system will require blood and talent to determine what a person can do; only a backward civilization will regard a certain rare ability as an overall feature of civilization."

John Dalson's good friend Aurix is ​​also one of these young people, but he has a different background from John and others.

Oryx rarely utters his last name...but it was a once-very famous one.

His full name is... Aurix Rivendell, he was once Lord of Stratholme, the only son of Baron Rivendell, he has been suffering from a strange disease since a few years ago, and he almost died in Under this disease, his father, Baron Rivendell, even traded his soul for evil in order to save his son.

Baron Rivendell's ending was tragic. He became a death knight under the command of the Lich King. After being defeated and purified by Prince Arthas, at the end of Stratholme's evacuation operation, he was almost killed by the Cult of the Cursed God. Cultists dig up the ashes to perform an evil resurrection.

Aurix, who was on the verge of death at that time, was also captured by those cultists, but he was lucky enough to meet the death lord Rogelio. He was rescued, and his strange disease was also detected to be caused by the dark magic of the fearful demon king.

In short, Oryx is carrying a very heavy story. Half a year ago, this recovered young man rejected the favorable treatment given by the Defias Federal District Council. He chose to remain anonymous and came to the Black Iron District to become a As an apprentice, he abandoned Rivendell, a surname with a rich history, and chose his mother's surname. Now, he is an ordinary citizen of the Federal District.

His name is Oryx Berkeley, a highly gifted third-level apprentice, because Oryx's complete noble education in the first half of his life allowed him to understand the obscure mechanical principles very quickly, which made him known by many Craftsmen look at it differently, and several machinery companies have sent invitations to Oryx, but the new young people have their own goals...

He wants to enter the famous Overspark Technology Laboratory, and after accumulating enough experience, he wants to open his own laboratory.

He even had a name for the lab in mind, it was called "Norbert and Anna Technology Lab"...that was his father and mother's name.

"boom"

The moment Oryx stepped into the foundry where he was currently working, he collided with a hurried guy walking across from him. The guy was so powerful that he hit Oryx dizzy, The engineering books he was holding were also scattered everywhere.

"sorry Sorry."

But the man was still polite. While pulling Oryx up from the ground, he frantically helped Oryx pick up the books that fell on the ground. After saying goodbye to each other, the man turned and left without hesitation. , but he didn't notice that behind him, Orix narrowed his eyes looking at his back.

Oryx had seen this tall, ordinary-looking man...

In Stratholme City, this man once visited his father as the king's envoy. Because the kitten that Oryx raised died of illness that day, Oryx had a very deep memory of that day.

He can be sure that this man is the one in his memory wearing the armor of the Kingdom Guard. This should be a royal spy of the Kingdom of Lordaeron!

But...how could a royal spy of the Kingdom of Lordaeron appear in an ordinary factory in the Black Iron District?

Oryx was at a loss, he didn't know what to do, until he saw the engineering books borrowed from the library in his hand, the wonderful knowledge he had never learned before, the full life he now had, and the terrible Past hatred and loathing.

Finally, the young man took a deep breath and walked to the factory foreman's office...

He likes life now, his parents have paid the price for the old times in the past, and now...he doesn't allow anyone to destroy his planned future! No one is allowed to destroy the ideal he finally found...