Chapter 250 Everything Freezes, the Prodigal Son Returns

The fierce cold wind did not let up until the next day. The restless snowflake elves flickered outside the window like ghosts that had taken their lives. Even the wood was frozen with ice. Arya gathered around the stove and looked at the faint light in the big shed with worry. Red hot light.

Hagrid placed the palm of his leg that he used to kill lives on the girl's shoulder, but his eyesight was better, and he could see that the lush greenery in the greenhouse field was so cold that he couldn't lift his head. Even if there was heating equipment, the temperature there would be too high. It also reached the point where it made those poor little ones freeze.

Genetically modified wheat can withstand cold that is unbearable for ordinary people, but no one can say clearly what will happen if it goes east to swim like that.

Arya was now clasping her legs together and thinking silently. "The merciful Lord of mankind, let the malt come out, the kind Lord of mankind, let the gold come..."

Hagrid licked his chapped mouth. Due to the cold, his skin began to lack moisture, but even so, he did not pray to the emperor. However, he respected their choice, so when Arya prayed, the old man I couldn't help but look at the crackling fuel in the stove.

The prayer lasted for several moments. As the cold wind became more intense, Arya's voice seemed unable to convey Terra's presence. She also understood that her prayer was only for psychological comfort, but she quickly adjusted her attitude.

"Ha...that way, the Emperor will help them, as long as he needs some time, right?"

Arya asked Hagrid, but the giant didn't know how to answer. "No, definitely...definitely." He muttered numbly. Even if he returned to the empire at this moment, he still could not accept the faith he had betrayed. Is it complicated and strange? He felt that he was not worthy, and he also had the feeling that he was counting. The dissatisfaction accumulated by the Emperor during thousands of years of warp life.

Arya was very sensitive, and she was a smart child. She didn't mention the matter, so she stretched out her legs and enjoyed the meager heat of the fire to warm her weak body.

There are not many worlds as gentle as Terra in the natural environment where the universe was born. Skadi is definitely not one of them. When Arya's cruel eyebrows were slightly frozen in the ice, the mist she breathed out was also It seems like it will fall in mid-air, that place has become a complete ice hell.

Hagrid gently wiped away the frozen things on Arya's cheeks. He was relieved that the moisture was frozen instead of Arya. He must let the things that lowered the body temperature again go away.

Fortunately, there is no gap in the house. The thick clothes have preserved most of Arya's body temperature, and the promethium-added flame can also burn brightly. Things are not too bad. When Hagrid stirs the coffee that is being boiled on the stove, can those things be allowed to burn? Getting hot and rolling requires more time than usual.

He added melted cheese to it, and although the popularity of cheese in Skadi was not solely due to its ability to be stored for a longer period of time, it had to be admitted that that original fermented food offered them a lot of hope.

Sugar, cheese, heat, temperature, the coffee has become strange, rich and sweet, it must not taste bad, and Hagrid poured those things out of the military pot and put them in a bowl. "Drink, you'll get through it."

Arya breathed out a thin stream of mist. "What about me, teacher? Don't I have one?"

Hagrid said. "It's not cold. The Space Marine can seal the pores, preserve moisture and heat outside the body, and achieve 100% external circulation."

Arya said. "80% of the excess is eliminated. He is studying and is doing better than most of his peers. Don't lie to him. Share half of it with me, otherwise you will suffer the same fate!" "

Hagrid shook his head. "One third..." They were not short of supplies, but the weather would have taken too long for the food to reach a sufficient temperature. Secondly, people didn't know how long the snowstorm lasted. Hagrid was a little regretful. He didn't expect it. The weather was so extreme, but when he saw Arya's little body curled up but firmly guarding the crops, he couldn't bear to let the child leave.

He was like a worried grandfather, neither willing to let go of the child nor worried about Arya being outside the castle. He felt that he could take good care of her, but he could teach her things that were not in the books. Being relied on and relied on was very strange. The family affection and friendship made him unable to let go.

Is wheat very important? It's not necessarily wrong for Ru Ming Hagrid. Of course, they are not one of his few friends, but the value of a living person is beyond those things. When that idea appeared in Hagrid's mind, the person who was injured was helpless. The traitor who saved the medicine also embarked on the road to redemption.

He slowly added new fuel, slowly tasted the rich coffee, and looked at the sleepy Arya. The kitten was sleepy because the Skadi atmosphere was covered with clouds and could not distinguish the red sky in the morning. He Shake gently.

"It's not time to go to bed. You can rest only in the morning, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

Arya rubbed her eyes. "Sorry, it's too comfortable in there."

Hagrid sighed, and thought that if his former battle brothers saw him in his current state, they would be shocked and speechless.

The wind is freezing now and the temperature is getting worse. If it gets better at night, it will not be difficult to survive tomorrow. Hagrid put new food in the boiler, stirred it, then stood up and started to fill the walls of the room with cotton. , the warmth brought by that is only a drop in the bucket, but it is better than having nothing at all. At least the vision makes people feel warm.

Amidst the crackling of the fire, Arya looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window. Those elves completely blocked most of the view, and the entire greenhouse seemed to be buried in the snow. Otherwise, the quality of the things there was extremely high. Well, it’s also a little scary.

She didn't regret staying there. She cared more about the wounded big man than the cold. The sensitive girl had already felt that the man had been attacked by the Mechanicus. At the same time, she was also attacked by the Chaos Space Marines. Attacked.

They all had wounds, whether Arya came over and had scars, it seems that she took the initiative to help him, whether it was kind, and she could learn a lot from the old man, Arya respected Hagrid very much, Almost second only to her adoptive father.

This smart child seldom makes people worry, but he only reveals his character in his father and there. He is the first duchess of Skadigan and Pan Lan's Eastern Planetary Governor, Ellie. Ya is burdened with pressure that many of her peers do not understand.

She looked at the snowflakes outside the window, but she thought to herself that the weather that isolated her from the world would not stop, so why even if she prayed, she only prayed for wheat to survive the cold.

Arya rarely became childish, but it was only during this confinement period with "strange relatives" that she could show the childishness that a 16-year-old should have.

The snowstorm felt different from different angles. For Hagrid, it was like a trial to test whether he could protect Arya. For the girl, it was a unique and long time that allowed her to let go. East all painful vacation.

Is it possible that the definitions of beauty and discomfort are so vague? Some people like it and others hate it, but their opinions are not wrong. Such a contradictory and harmonious confinement period lasted for several months, about ten days, in Jie Donglai. The month was blurry because of the cold and it was difficult to distinguish the rising and setting of the moon.

When the snowstorm lasted for many months, the cold was no longer exaggerated. Outside the hut, the girl in thick winter clothes was cooking food. Hagrid, the giant, hammered the wooden horse he made for the girl, and a beautiful red unicorn appeared. , it was too naive for Arya, but how could a giant with thousands of years of history be so simple?

Hagrid smashed the wooden horse first, and then used his own huge force to twist the simple spring device behind it. The principle is not complicated, it is not a giant clockwork car, but if such a device is enlarged to look like an anime If you exaggerate it, its movements will be quite powerful.

"Come on, let's try?" Hagrid smiled and put down the car. Arya put down the spoon like an adult and walked over in heavy clothes.

"It's so beautiful, such a handsome horse..." Arya commented and stroked the unicorn's saddle. After she rode on it and pressed the activation mechanism, the car actually carried her slowly. Get up.

There are only Space Marines in the world who can twist such a huge clockwork mechanism, which is enough to carry the girl and several kilograms of wood and iron sheets forward. This is why it is a gift that Hagrid can only give her.

Arya rode forward like a female general in Valhalla. The spoon in her legs also made her command the sword. The carriages and horses galloped around the house, which made her one of the few people in the cold month. Fun, and she's even sweaty after the activity.

But the weather was not kind. After dinner, when Arya went to take care of the fierce horse, the cold outside the window suddenly came back, and a fierce storm fell to the east. The temperature dropped so much that the promethium froze, and Arya's face turned red. , but he shouted it immediately. "wheat!"

Hagrid was looking towards the window at this moment. His superhuman eyesight quickly saw that the wheat germs in the frost had become quite haggard. It stings a lot, no one will look at the fruits of their own hard work, and their children will be in such pain and remain unmoved.

"Damn..."

"What to do?" He was at a loss. Even Superman couldn't do it. They could stay up all night to maintain body temperature and get through it, but those wheats couldn't, those plants had no heat...

Arya asked, clutching her chest. "How's it going, teacher?"

Hagrid sighed. "No, let's wait until next year..."

"No!" Arya shouted suddenly, with tears in her eyes. "He will not be able to stay in Skadi for many months. If the wheat harvest is not good, he will not be able to see..."

Hagrid suddenly rubbed his temples. Because of his stubbornness and stupidity, he made the child endure the cold with him. However, the biggest wish of the red-faced little girl in front of him was to watch the golden wheat field mature and become his former self. Ultramarines, but can't complete that mission?

He suddenly let out a breath of hot breath. "Ultramarines Legion, 3rd Platoon Commander, Hagrid, please come out..." He was wearing thick clothes and asked Arya.

"His commander, how can he save those children?"

Arya closed her eyes and thought. "Activate overload, open the core of the temperature equipment, and then adjust it according to red, blue, and red to double the warmth it generates. There are seven large heating equipments in that area, all over..."

Hagrid pressed his fingers against her mouth. "That's enough. His commander, the veteran, is going to attack. The mission must be completed!" He didn't leave Arya any time to regret. He walked out of the room and quickly closed the door, leaving Arya in the east room looking at the fire...

And when Hagrid left, the cold instantly crawled over his body. He felt that his clothes had turned into power armor, hard, and the cold protection effect was also much worse. Fortunately, there was no snow outside the greenhouse, so it would not Because the snow melts to produce water that drains the body of energy.

Compared to the pain he suffered during his confinement, it was cold there and the visibility was low. He strode across the ground very quickly, and the soft soil became dry and hard. Liudong was there when he stepped on it. the sound of.

Soon he turned on the first device. The half-man-high thing quickly became red hot after the overload was activated, and provided him with a lot of energy.

He continued to move forward without saying a word. He was familiar with the outside of the greenhouse. One, two, three, the temperature gradually climbed. And, the dark outside of the greenhouse began to rise like the sun. Arya looked at it from the window, smiling.

"He succeeded! He succeeded..."

But Hagrid couldn't hear it. He was now tortured by the cold and his body was out of control. The long journey and the low temperature made the superman slow down. The fifth, or the sixth? His heart beat slower and his breathing became longer.

When he turned on the sixth device and recovered a lot of energy by relying on warmth, he realized that he was old, the circulation of his heart was getting worse, and the insulation effect of his muscles was greatly reduced. Time is not forgiving...

No matter how powerful the veteran is, he has to consider the reality. Can he stay awake...

But suddenly, he slapped himself in the face and said like crazy. "Sergeant Haig, what is my mission?"

He asked himself and answered. "Save my children!"

After that, it seemed as if a strange force dragged the old body forward. He could not complain about being old, nor could he ignore that his body was already tattered and wounded. During that time, his physical symptoms became worse. He had lived long enough, and the severe wounds of many years of war were constantly eroding his strength.

But what does it matter?

He walked to the last device and opened it skillfully, just like it was what he was destined to do. When the warmth came, his physical strength reached its limit. In a daze, he knelt on the ground, bathing in the warmth emitted by the device, which was insignificant to him.

That force dragged him for a long time, and finally returned to the wooden house. When the door opened, Arya ran over shouting, but the giant did not have the strength to close the door, so she fell to the ground. The girl did not scream or panic. Instead, she closed the door with amazing willpower despite the cold wind that almost killed her, and dragged the old man to the stove.

The warmth restored Hagrid's reason and strength, but he realized that his body temperature could not keep him alive. He said tremblingly. "Little wheat, it's okay, child."

Arya's eyes were red. "Teacher, Grandpa Hagrid, I'm okay too, right?"

At this moment, Hagrid had no strength to answer, so he knelt weakly to the flames, apologized to his father, apologized to Guilliman, apologized to the Emperor, and prayed that they would let Arya grow up healthy. Now he was not a warrior, not a soldier, just a grandfather with children.

That's why he could drag his old body to complete the first mission of his life for Skadi and Arya...

And in the beginning, he became a hero!

And Arya also closed her eyes, and the girl prayed devoutly for the first time to the Emperor to extinguish the storm and let the warmth return, again and again.

And before Hagrid's body could no longer hold on, I don't know if the sudden cold wind finally came to an end, and if the prayer was really effective, a beam of light fell on Hagrid's old face, and he slowly woke up.

He saw Arya lying on his chest, sleeping with red eyes, a huge sun hanging in the sky, and the heating equipment turned off outside the window meant that they helped Wheat survive the night.

Hagrid stroked the girl's cheek weakly, muttering to himself. "Thank you, father, thank you..." and then shed tears of regret.