1 me traveling through time at the same time

Chapter 945 My Son!!
Except for the daily quarrels between Dog-Head Amber and Pirate Amber, the rest of the people gathered around the swordsman.

They are still very curious about every new person who comes.

"This is the situation. If it weren't for you, I would be in great danger."

The newcomer Amber is a boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with regular features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he looks like a decent person.

However, after the memories were integrated, what was revealed in those eyes was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

There are many in the current world, and the compatibility brought about by the different experiences of the original owners is also different, which is reflected in the outside as different temperaments.

Such as the detachment of Amber the Man, the unrestrainedness of Amber the Swordsman, the heroism of Amber the Pirate, and the neurosis of Amber the God of Death.

And so on, to name a few.

"It's all right now, right? Go back and experience more things, but don't be like some other guys who just find a place to hide and do nothing."

Swordsman Amber patted the newcomer on the shoulder and glanced at the other veterans.

Although it was not said explicitly, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Amber from the Saint Seiya world didn't dare to look him in the eye. She turned her head to the side in embarrassment and almost pursed her lips to whistle.

"Thank you."

Newcomer Amber nodded gratefully.

The situation here is indeed not good. Not only has he traveled to a dynasty that has never existed in history, but it is also full of masters who can fly and hide.

Those guys are lawless and kill people at will. Although the imperial court has experts to suppress them, they can only do so in some important places. They simply don't have the ability to do so on a larger scale.

In this case, you either have enough status to have others work for you, or you simply concentrate all the power on yourself.

Unfortunately, the original owner of the newcomer Amber's body had neither of them. He was just the son of a hunter in the mountains. He lost his father when he was in his teens. He lived on some hunting skills he had learned and collecting firewood and digging wild vegetables on weekdays.

It just so happens that hemp ropes always break at the thinnest part, and the original owner was bitten by a poisonous snake in the mountains and died instantly. If Amber hadn't traveled through time, his mother and two children who were only seven or eight years old would probably have starved to death.

But even so, life was very difficult. Not to mention eating well, even having enough to eat was a luxury. Often, there was no food to eat for the next meal.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting."

Everything that needed to be said had been said, and there was nothing special about the newcomer this time, so Swordsman Amber didn't waste any time: "Doghead, don't think about going to another world anymore. You will have your chance when the time comes."

"Brother."

Dog-headed Amber cried out in grievance, but didn't dare to say anything in the end.

Prestige is something that is accumulated bit by bit in daily life. As a veteran among veterans, only Swordsman Amber himself knows how much authority he has.

This point cannot be discovered even if the memories are merged every time.

Newcomer Amber looked at this scene with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Want to experience more things?
Thinking silently in his heart, his figure disappeared into the space along with everyone else.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but a sigh sounded faintly, carrying with it an endless sense of desolation.

The eighth year of Kaiyuan in Jingguo.

At the foot of a hill called Woniu Mountain in Mobei, in a small village consisting of dozens of households, there was a house with its door open. A peasant woman in a tattered coat was staring at the direction of the village entrance with a look of expectation and fear.

Occasionally, a passing villager would see this scene and would either shake his head and sigh, or walk away, but no one was willing to stop and talk.

As early as last month, heavy snow began to fall here, and it has continued to snow for a single day until now.

The mountain foot was already covered in white, not to mention the mountain itself. But even so, some people would still choose to go into the mountain when they had no other choice.

For example, a peasant woman’s son.

The reason for this is that she fell ill last month. In order to save her life, the family's winter food was exchanged for medicinal materials. Although she was saved, the food was gone, and the possibility of the whole family surviving this winter was very slim.

The mother and daughter had thought about asking for some food from other families, but the world was in a difficult situation now and they couldn't even get enough to eat, so how could they have any extra food to give to others?

As a last resort, her eldest son had to carry a hatchet and a bow and arrow and go into the mountains to fight for a living.

This journey lasted three days.

Everyone in the village said that the peasant woman's son died in the mountains, but she didn't believe it and would wait outside the door every day.

"Auntie, why are you doing this?"

Time passed slowly, and footsteps were heard on the originally quiet road. The peasant woman turned her head blankly, and when she saw the person coming, her eyes showed strong disgust and fear.

"My son is not dead! He will be back soon!"

The hoarse voice was weak, but firm.

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"Ugh"

Compared to the dry and dark appearance of the peasant woman, the man who was walking over had much fairer skin and a greasy smell on his lips.

This is unique in the whole village.

His name was An Kaiyuan, and he was a bully in Anjia Village. Not only did he have many male descendants, but his eldest son was a constable in the county town a hundred miles away.

To those big shots, he may be just a small person who is not worthy of being on the stage, but to the villagers in the village, he is already out of reach.

"We are all from the same village. Brother Yong and I grew up together. He passed away early, leaving you an orphan and a widow. As a brother, I naturally cannot just stand by and watch."

An Kaiyuan sighed hypocritically, "As long as you agree, I will not only provide you with food, but also firewood for the winter."

The peasant woman seemed not to have heard it. After saying that, she was unwilling to speak again and stared blankly into the distance.

Seeing this scene, An Kaiyuan felt a surge of anger in his heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

Although he coveted the dozen acres of land, he didn't want to be too greedy. After all, they were from the same village, and it would be difficult to live with people pointing fingers at him every day.

"Aunt, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Goudanzi and Yaya. They haven't eaten for several days, right?"

The peasant woman trembled, and her back, which was already a little hunched, seemed to have a spine pulled, and her whole body collapsed.

An Kaiyuan's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he was just about to strike while the iron was hot when he suddenly heard shouting coming from the village entrance.

"Bear!! So big!!"

"Wow!!! Bo Ge'er is back!"

"Brother Bo is so awesome! Even more awesome than his dad!"

The villagers' discussions could be heard far away. The peasant woman, who had lost all her energy and spirit, suddenly lit up her eyes when she heard her son's name. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she actually started running.

But she overestimated herself after all and fell to the ground after a few steps, but she quickly got up again.

Until I saw that familiar face, I couldn't hold on any longer and I completely collapsed.

"My son!!!"

(End of this chapter)