Ark, they don't revolve around you

Zhongyue looked at him dimly: "I never asked you why you care so much about a human being?"

This was his hidden doubt, and I'm afraid the man has been confused for a long time.

"what?"

"I mean, what have you been through?" Zhongyue frowned. "We measure life differently from humans. Their lives are just a tiny fragment in our eyes. Nian, you know better than me."

Nian thought quietly for a while, his eyelids turned red: "Yes, that's what I thought."

“But actually we can’t control ourselves, just like your feelings towards those people, brother. In fact, you know that although they call you the Grandmaster, they may also be afraid of you. We are beasts, monsters, different from those mortals. After knowing our true faces, they will always be afraid of you and me.” Nian pressed the corners of his eyes with his hands, and he found that they were wet. He couldn’t believe himself. For thousands of years, he had only gained experience but not wisdom. He was actually crying. “But suddenly someone showed enthusiasm for you, and you made that person so sad. Even I would look down on myself…”

Zhongyue sighed again, with a strange look on his face: "So, what if he doesn't mind?"

"What?" Nian was stunned.

"What if he doesn't mind your rude remarks?" Zhong Yue repeated.

"I'm not deaf. I mean, how is it possible? Big brother, do you think everyone is as indifferent as you and your sister?" Nian Pa for a moment, then shook his head violently, "It's not like your sister doesn't care about anything. I haven't seen her in my dreams for almost half a year. I heard that she's been sleeping all the time."

They didn't quite know what happened exactly, maybe it was a nightmare, but it was hard to imagine that the woman who was so open-minded about drinking would be unable to get drunk for a long time.

Zhongyue didn't know, but he was a little relieved. He was the elder brother, and even though a thousand years had passed, when he looked at his younger brothers and sisters, he still felt that they were all children. His sense of responsibility prevented him from turning a blind eye to his family.

But Chongyue really doesn't know how to comfort people, just like when he went to comfort Xi, his youngest sister, and ended up sitting in Xi's painting for a whole day, then tore the painting and left. Xi's face turned red, thinking that her brother was provoking her!

I really didn't expect that my sisters would be moved. Chongyue relaxed and a woman's face appeared in his mind. That woman never said the words love or like until the end. She left quietly later, but Chongyue still recalled the time he spent with that woman.

It's time for a change... He sighed softly and clapped his hands vigorously.

A man walked out from the shadows, with an awkward yet polite smile on his face: "Long time no see, Miss Nian."

"PhD?"

Nian was shocked and realized that it was no wonder that there was no one on the street. It turned out that this was a trap from the beginning. The man had been hiding in the corner and listening to her whispers!

Nian was terrified and almost wanted to run away, but Zhongyue held her shoulders tightly. He was really a caring brother. Since it was a misunderstanding, it had to be cleared up. Although this misunderstanding was as sharp as a knife, it would always be better to spit it out, right? !

The man in the sunshine stretched out his hand towards Nian. Completely different from the predicament he was in half a year ago, he seemed cheerful and generous, just like the first time they met. At that time, Nian came to Rhodes Island out of curiosity, but what he wanted was free snacks, employee benefits, and a place like home.

Zhuang Ning said in a helpless tone: "Miss Nian, don't be willful. I need your help. Let's talk."

ps: As expected, this kind of long chapter is more coherent. If nothing unexpected happens, I should write such long chapters of several thousand words in the future, which can ensure that my train of thought will not be interrupted.

Chapter 9 I will forge him the best sword (5k)

After all, Zhuang Ning still has a special feeling for Yan Shang.

Although this is a feudal bureaucratic country, at least it has some cultural similarities. Even if it is a crooked feudal remnant, it is still better than other countries, right?

Moreover, half a year before he concentrated on developing a special medicine for mineral inhibition in seclusion, Yan was also Zhuang Ning's last stop. He went to this country on behalf of Theresa and finally decided to build the Fragment Building in Yumen. After that, he wandered around the territory of Yan for another month before starting nearly half a year of seclusion and enlightenment.

But she met Nian much earlier. It was unknown which headhunting company's website she saw Rhodes Island's information on, and she barged in openly. Zhuang Ning still remembered this girl who was like a raging fire. Although her attitude was arrogant and domineering, she had a complete process for entering, and her resume was quite impressive.

She claimed that she was quite famous in the Dayan Film Festival, and if Rhodes Island wanted to make a movie, she would be willing to lend a hand. She also expressed her interest in foreign countries. Zhuang Ning guessed that this was one of the main reasons why she joined Rhodes Island. After all, even if Rhodes Island was in decline, it was still a multinational company.

And below that resume, there was a very inconspicuous specialty - casting and smelting. Later, Zhuang Ning checked it out. Wow, she was indeed a director, and her movies were also criticized, but others would complain more about her wasting props, because all the props were made by this dragon girl herself.

This girl is an expert at blacksmithing and is also registered in the Yan State's Military Equipment Bureau. She is a key dangerous person.

Fortunately, she is relatively well-behaved most of the time. Apart from pestering me and saying she is bored, her daily routine consists of watching movies and eating hotpot, and she loves nothing but spicy food.

At that time, Zhuang Ning was not so decadent, he also liked the hustle and bustle, and he had a special liking for hot pot.

He was slightly stunned when he thought of this. So the reason why he started chatting with her was hot pot... Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows. The food system on Rhodes Island was too complicated. If you wanted high-end food, there was Gallic and Syracuse cuisine, if you wanted fish and chips, there was Victorian cuisine, and if you wanted fast food fried chicken, there was Colombian cuisine. But Zhuang Ning still preferred hot pot. He chatted with these people enthusiastically, as if he could see all kinds of illusory reflections of home in the mist.

Sometimes he would look back to the past and couldn't help but mock his past self. A mafia boss named Diablo once said that all fears come from the past, and so-called maturity is to kill the immature self. Zhuang Ning unconsciously agreed.

Now, he hadn't eaten with his operators for a long time. Someone would bring food to his table, and he would have to continue working after eating quickly. Before he traveled through time, he was just exploited by his boss at work, but in Rhodes Island, the pressure he faced was hundreds of times greater than before.

Nian was one of the few people who could make him happy at that time. During rest time, this passionate girl could always help him relieve all his worries.

During the New Year, he had also wanted to plan to shoot a blockbuster with Nian. While curled up in the lounge watching the screen flashing, Zhuang Ning looked up and asked Director Nian what he thought. Nian slumped on the sofa, biting potato chips and shouting that he would postpone it for a while.

In fact, he and most of the operators did not have any life-and-death separations. Zhuang Ning, who thought he could get into other people's hearts just by listening, was undoubtedly a ridiculous guy, but he needed his former self.

So on this sunny afternoon, Zhuang Ning reached out his hand to Nian again. His smile was genuine, as if he was helpless and amused: "Are you still struggling? It's been so long, Director Nian."

Yes, it's been so long, and we have forgotten what we said. Zhuang Ning is in a better state than ever before. He smiles slightly, and this is not even a disguise. The evil spirit that was underestimated before now has a little more humanity. There are many reasons. In the ten years of simulation, he achieved his goal. After being eroded by the evil fragments, the fear in his heart dissipated like smoke. The most important thing is that he remembered that there are people in this world who care about him, and Precious is still waiting for him... Various factors intertwined and constructed this man.

His obsession with returning home has not wavered in the slightest, but his view of the world is not gray after all. He does not mind sharing this glory with other operators - after all, they are his best helpers and best friends in returning home.

Nian's hands trembled slightly: "Are you... not angry?"

She thought, how can this person not be angry? Words can sometimes be compared to swords, the only difference is that swords cut the body, while words stimulate the heart.

"Are you angry... No, you are right. In fact, they are not that close to me." Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes, but his mind sketched out one face after another, and his heart was calm.

He repeated what the girl said at that time: "One day, they will leave me and forget my appearance. They may only remember that there was someone who was their boss. But what does a former boss mean to them? It's good enough for them to live happily, isn't it? Why should they remember me?"

He was full of emotion. The world is big. The Yan people say that it is hard to find a confidant. Apart from relatives, how many so-called close friends can there be?

As time goes by, the former operators in their home country will gradually be forgotten. This is a natural law. Sometimes, you don’t need many people to understand. Except for the person who is truly waiting for you, why bother?

"Doctor, what do you mean?" Nian Geng thought something was wrong.

"What does 'can' mean?" Zhuang Ning frowned. Her statement was straightforward enough. "Forgetting is inevitable. You have experienced a lot of forgetting, so you want the world to remember you. But I don't think it's necessary. Forgetting is a good start. If you remember too many things, you will only be distressed."

As he spoke, he took out a glass of juice. Recently, Zhuang Ning finally made up his mind to do what he should do and enjoy what he should enjoy. He was also thoughtful and bought a glass for Chongyue and Nian.

Zhongyue took it, but Nian hesitated because she always felt that Zhuang Ning in front of her was a little... strange.

It’s not unfamiliar either.

It's like entering a Buddhist monastery, seeing through all true feelings, and feeling at ease in every move, but the feeling we had when we first met is missing.

"You really...don't mind?"

"We are not children." Zhuang Ning avoided the topic and said, "This time I have something to ask of you."

"Oh."

"Oh what? You don't want to ask me why I want you to do that?" Zhuang Ning smiled gently, "I want a weapon, preferably one that is concealed and sharp enough."

"Weapons? Doctor, you..."

Nian was very considerate and didn't say anything further. The doctor's body was weak and his weapon had to be used by others. Even if he had a knife, any big man with a thick hoof could knock him away.

"That was in the past. Something happened." Zhuang Ning was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking something. After a moment, he spoke mysteriously, "Miss Nian, do you remember that you said you wanted to make a blockbuster movie?"

At this moment, his figure suddenly seemed so tall: "If you want, I can make your dream come true!"

……

At night, Yumen becomes extremely cold, and the temperature difference between day and night is so large that one can't help but complain about this place.

Nian pursed his lips and walked to the sword-making workshop. In the night, the blast furnace was silent like a servant. The sword-making workshop in Yumen was also very popular decades ago. At that time, Yumen was full of wandering knights.

They are called light knights, but in fact they are just street urchins who do not do their jobs and walk around with swords in their hands. They are no different from the ronin of the East Country. The difference is that the ronin of the East Country used to be able to kill people at will. However, the Yan Kingdom court was very unfriendly to this group of light knights, especially after Pingshun Hou took over Yumen, he was even more committed to cracking down on the light knights.

Later, as industry developed, the old handicrafts could no longer compete with better quality and cheaper industrial products and were gradually eliminated. Even those that survived had their living space squeezed. In addition, few citizens were willing to carry swords, so this place that specialized in forging weapons for rangers and swordsmen became deserted.

Nian felt a little sad, but also thought it was inevitable, but when she walked into this place tonight, only sadness remained in her heart.

There were so many blast furnaces, but only the deepest one was still emitting flames. The sound of iron forging could be faintly heard. Today, only one old fellow was left guarding the sword forge. Nian greeted the man:

"Lao Meng."

"Miss Nian?" The man turned around.

"Please lend me the sword forge. I haven't used it for a long time."

When she said this, Old Meng...Meng Tieyi's eyes lit up: "Miss Nian wants to forge a sword?"

"How did you get it?"

"Momentum, Miss Nian, you seem to care nothing, but when you mention smelting, there will be fire in your eyes." Meng Tieyi threw the key, "You can choose any material, the bill will be on me."

"Ah, you can't make money here, right?"

"I wish you could learn from the Grandmaster someday and accumulate some merits by talking." Meng Tieyi returned to the stove and used the blower to blow up the fire. "It's up to you. My business may not be very good, but once it opens, it will still be enough to support me for half a year."

"Thank you." Nian thanked him heartlessly.

But as soon as she opened it, she saw her brother, and her face almost fell: "Why are you everywhere, brother? On such a beautiful moonlit night, shouldn't you be standing on the Yumen City Wall, listening to the Qiang flute with your hands behind your back? Can you please stop following me like a stalker?"

"You're unhappy." Zhongyue didn't mind his sister's complaints, "But the doctor said he doesn't care anymore, why are you unhappy?"

"How should I be unhappy? As soon as he said that, I ran to the sword-making workshop to make a sword for him?" Nian had annoyed expression. He pushed his brother away and started to select the materials for making the sword. Meng Tieyi was right. The Nian who was going to make a sword was completely different from the Nian who didn't care about anything on weekdays. His smile faded and a chilling aura emanated from him.

"You only come here when you're unhappy." Zhongyue shook his head. "The sky has furnaces, and the earth produces metals. You are the most powerful craftsman in the world. Jie defined your nature from the beginning, but you have always been tired of fighting. Besides, if you really want to forge, you don't need human tools at all."

"So what? Can't I use human things?"

Zhongyue said calmly: "You are upset."

Nian turned his eyes back, curled his lips and whispered: "Brother, you are like my old mother. I didn't realize you were so difficult before."

"I am male."

"It has nothing to do with gender." She simply didn't choose and sat on the floor. "Okay, I admit that I am a little bored."

She looked so lonely at this moment, her white clothes swallowed by the darkness.

"I think what the doctor said makes sense." Zhongyue agreed again without understanding the situation.

"How does that make sense?"

"He said that it's not necessary to be remembered by many people, just one or two is enough." He nodded gently, "This proves that he is an open-minded person. You should be happier and even try to win him over."

The corner of Nian's mouth twitched: "The fact that you can say this proves that you don't want to understand me, nor do you understand him."

Zhong Yue was also unhappy: "Let's not talk about him. I'm confident that I know a thing or two about you."

"But I know him. He said he reconciled with me, but that's definitely not a real reconciliation." Nian stroked the steel in his hand, a top-quality sword blank. There are really many good things hidden in this sword forge. "That means he doesn't care about me anymore... Well, brother, do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand your logic."

"Logical thinking... Big brother, you must be reading some books recently." Nian became very obedient and serious again, the moonlight shining on the girl's face, "Big brother, you should get used to being forgotten, but you won't mind. You are the least human among us."

"Don't you look like a human?"

"That's a compliment. If we each inherited a part of Him, you must have inherited all the good aspects." Nian said calmly, "So we are left with only the oddballs. My second brother is a paranoid, Xi is timid and autistic, and I am also... very afraid of being forgotten."

"You try so hard to fit in with the world."

"I know what it feels like to be forgotten. When a person dies, the people who remember him are gone, and there is no trace of that person in the world anymore." Nian sighed, "The doctor used to care about me a lot, but suddenly he doesn't care anymore. That could only be because he is extremely disappointed in me."