This is the autumn day in the northern hemisphere of the planet Rodma.

The white sun shines into the yard from the rough patio, and the brick house made of mud tiles looks mottled.

The door of the room was not closed, and in the yard, a pale young man was sitting in a wheelchair.

It was not very cold, but he was still covered in thick clothes. On the right side of the chair, there was a thick blanket of animal skin.

The little girl in red ran in anxiously, disturbing the tranquility of the courtyard.

The young man looked up slightly and smiled kindly: "Xiaoya is back."

Xiaoya looked anxious: "Brother Ronan, those people are here to make trouble again. This time they are even more excessive than last time. They smashed our shed. Among them are real adventurers. Uncle and uncle can't beat those bad guys."

"What should I do?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "Xiaoya, if I want to fight, I can't do anything."

The little girl widened her eyes and was about to say something when urgent footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

It was a group of young and middle-aged men carrying some farm tools and iron tools, and hurriedly passed by. Perhaps because they heard the conversation between the two, one of the strong men stopped and spat coldly into the yard:

"I have never seen a man who is more shameless than you know that I am a waste and stays at Xiaoya's house and never leaves!"

"You are not allowed to say that to Brother Luo Nan. Brother Luo Nan is very smart. He also teaches Xiaoya to recognize words!"

The little girl was immediately dissatisfied.

The strong man groaned, too lazy to be angry with a little girl. He waved his hand: "Let's go, we have to go quickly, mom, a group of outside adventurers, relying on their support from the Adventurers Association, they dare to bully us!"

"We want to give them a little color!"

The rest of the people immediately waved what could barely be considered a weapon, and followed the strong man and left quickly.

"The guards are gone, and those adventurers shouldn't continue to make trouble."

The young man's voice was still very gentle: "Xiaoya, don't worry, those adventurers have always been used to lawlessness, but this is always the territory of Lord Rodma and the territory of a high-level wizard."

"I don't think they'll be like that."

Xiaoya nodded and then looked at the young man: "Brother Luo Nan, is your body important? Do you feel cold? My father said that there was too messy there, so he asked Xiaoya to come back; it was just the time for you to drink medicine porridge."

"Thank you Xiaoya." After the young man said this, he seemed very tired and closed his eyes.

Xiaoya had long been used to the various actions of young people. She was driven back from the mine by her father and ordered not to go back. Naturally, she could only obey the instructions and cook medicine porridge for Brother Luo Nan.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a faint fragrance of medicine floated in the yard.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, looked at his trembling hands, and his eyes showed a look of remembrance.

"Brother, drink porridge."

Xiaoya took the wooden bowl well and brought it up.

The young man stared at the bowl of medicinal porridge in a daze. The familiar smell and the familiar wooden bowl were the only difference from three years ago. Xiaoya in front of him, who grew up three years old.

So he couldn't help but feel a little moved

It's been three years.

In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

How many days can your body last?

How many old friends are there in the empire over the Great Vortex? How are they doing?

It's a pity that no one can answer these things.

The only one in front of him was the bowl of medicinal porridge I saw when I woke up three years ago.

Three years of mediocre years, many memories are all in a courtyard, a little girl and a night of medicinal porridge.

...

Three years ago.

When Ronan drove the Fernan and collided with the Black Dragon, he had no choice but to do so.

This is the solution finally calculated by the assistant robot David, and it is also the only solution.

The black dragon came for him, and he couldn't stay out of it.

After Luo Laohu ascended, Xi's extremely weak empire could no longer resist the black dragon's tyranny.

For this reason, he could only give it a try.

In addition to being an aircraft, the Fernan is also a weapon of the mechanical race!

After all, David is just an assistant robot with lower authority. He can only activate some lower weapon sequences. Apart from the Fernan itself, it cannot find any other way to fight against the Black Dragon.

The last step in the plan to hit the Black Dragon requires manual operation during the hyperlight speed transition, and the robot itself cannot complete the issuance of instructions.

All of this needs to be done by Ronan himself.

This is the reason why he sent Qingqing away.

He doesn't want others to die for him, this is very simple logic.

Ronan no longer remembers how long the collision of that century lasted.

He could vaguely see some blurred light and shadow pictures in his mind, colorful.

He remembered that the Fernan finally got entangled with the Black Dragon and entered the vortex.

He seemed to see a door.

Then he fell into a coma.

When he woke up, what appeared in front of him was this courtyard, a little girl in her four or five years old, and a middle-aged man in his forties.

They saved him.

According to Xiaoya's father, they found the unconscious Ronan in the white forest in the west of the village; out of the sympathy of a doctor, Xiaoya's father brought him back and took good care of him.

Despite this, he was just an ordinary human after all. He knew some medical skills, but he didn't know how to treat Ronan, who was on the verge of death.

This rehabilitative medicinal porridge was the only thing he knew that could help patients regulate their own functions; although it was troublesome to prepare, he had been taking Ronan for the past three years.

This moved Ronan very much.

In fact, he knew that this kind of medicine porridge was almost helpless to his poor physical condition, but he still silently accepted the kindness of the father and daughter.

Xiaoya's family is not well-off, and eating with one mouth will naturally add a lot of burden, but Xiaoya's father never said anything that hoped Ronan would leave.

That honest and honest middle-aged man was one of the kindest people Ronan had ever seen.

It’s a pity that God did not treat such honest people well.

Luo Nan watched Xiaoya grow up day by day and teaches her to read and read, and he knew a lot of things that others didn't know.

Of course, these are all off-topics.

...

In short, after the big collision, Ronan miraculously survived.

After a period of indirect attacks, he knew that he had come to the Western Star Domain.

The planet is called Rodma, and it is the territory of a high-level wizard. It is relatively close to the Great Whirlpool and belongs to a slowly declining planet.

The primordial stone ore on the planet has been mined, so most of the people living here are ordinary humans.

Take this small village called Sita as an example. Most people in the village work in farming, and mining is of course not the primordial stone mine, but the companion blue flint mine near the hollowed-out primordial stone mine.

Ronan stayed in the small village of Sita for three years and gradually learned about some of the situation under the rule of the Wizards Alliance.

It turns out that the Western Star Domain is not what the empire humans imagine, they are all fierce wizards.

Here, the vast majority of people still survive.

Of course, the ruler of the Wizard Alliance is naturally a supreme wizard. This can be seen from the members of the Judgment Council and the lords of all major planets are all wizards.

The wizard has supreme power here.

But the relationship between wizards and humans has been much more relaxed than Ronan imagined.

Perhaps it was because of the emergence of the empire that the Wizards Alliance learned lessons, and they no longer exhausted humans, but chose to live in peace.

Wizards are indeed superior, but they are not as good as they can handle other people's lives and deaths at will at least on the surface.

Within the Wizards Alliance, power is relatively dispersed.

This starry sky is more like a world composed of scattered tribes, and the communication between them is not very developed.

The people here live a relatively primitive life, without computers and high-tech, except for the spaceships made by wizards, Ronan feels that he has completely arrived in the medieval European ages in his previous life.

Wizards are the masters of everything, but humans can also enhance their own strength through their own efforts.

The most realistic one is naturally their verbal "adventurers".

After three years in the village, Ronan basically understood this concept.

Within the Wizard Alliance, the division of creature class is basically that wizards are greater than adventurers than ordinary humans.

However, the class contradictions do not look so huge because of the laws of the Wizards Alliance.
To be continued...