Chapter 831 Summer in the Year Without Summer (Update 3 with Ten Thousand Rewards)

Grete tried his best to say everything, including "Then I will terminate the contract with the little snake and give it to you", and finally took the little snake back.

Hey, Serila seems to be ready to try it out. In addition to using the snake as a bracelet, armband, and necklace, she also seems to be planning to use it as earrings. It seems that from the look in her eyes, I think the anklet is not bad...

Gretel didn't want to communicate with the little snake one day and be forced to see some scenes that he shouldn't see!

When her interest was rejected, Cerira pouted, muttered, and touched a translucent thing out of nowhere. He pushed it in front of the little snake. Before Gretel could see clearly, the little snake jumped forward in excitement and opened its mouth——

Then, with a shape that was flat at the front and slender at the back, roughly like a tadpole, it disappeared silently into the air.

A burst of joy came from the spiritual connection. Gretel closed his eyes and felt it, then shrugged at Cerela:

"It said it would be enough for it to digest for half a year. Once it is finished digesting, it will almost be able to move up to one level."

"If that's not enough, there's more." Cerela raised her head proudly, raised her thumb, and pointed at herself:

"Enough!"

That's definitely enough. Judging from the shape, it's probably the scales you shed, Cerela, right?

Whether Gretel advances by himself, or he exercises his mental power, or Little Snake advances, it will take a long time. Anyway, Gretel's conditions, according to old Morgan, are "so good that they would make young warriors jealous," so let's practice.

After training, I still eat World of Warcraft meat every day... burp...

The mage tower is shrouded in peace and tranquility. As for the hospital, the casters can naturally eat whatever they want. The barbarian warriors can eat as much as they want and have meat to eat, so there is no problem. Nurses and poor patients?

Oh, at least they can eat.

However, that is limited to the mage tower and hospital, or in other words, only to the casters of Nevis and the rich people of Nevis. Elsewhere, including in the suburbs of Nevis, the situation is getting worse.

"It's so cold today..."

Gretel ran around the training field behind the hospital three times, took off his weight-bearing clothes, threw himself a [cold-resistant and heat-resistant], and drank the warm broth one sip at a time. While drinking, he looked up at the sky and frowned:

"It's already summer and it's still so cold..."

Yes, this spring and summer have been extremely cold. Spring comes too late, the snow does not melt, and the vegetation does not grow. It is already early summer, and the sky is still covered with lead clouds. The cold windshield wipers have been blowing for many days, and the rain has been continuous.

The ice and snow on the top of Igor Peak have not melted yet. Can you believe it?

In the past few years, during this season, Grete had been walking around in the hospital wearing only washcloths and a white coat at most. But this year, in early summer, he actually had to put a spell on himself!

"Fortunately, we are ready." Annevia walked out of the research building in the backyard and stood next to him, also frowning.

In addition to presiding over the streptomycin research and development project and the project on the impact of dragon breath on mold, she still follows the habits of the priest of the God of Nature and visits the surrounding countryside, rural areas, and slums every few days. As far as she could see, the situation was by no means optimistic:

"We have warned all nearby farmers and lords that this year's weather is abnormal. They should not sow seeds as in previous years. It is better to plant some vegetables that grow quickly. However, there are still some people who do not listen to the advice..."

The wheat that was sown did not grow well. Normally at this season, the ears should have started to bloom, but now they have been unable to come out. The weather was cold and the rain was continuous. As soon as she looked at the height and shape, she knew that she was already stiff.

If there are no ears, there will be no flowers, and if there are no flowers, there will be no fruit. Wheat that cannot bear fruit and fill its grain is worthless even for harvesting early and eating green wheat. The seeds sown are equivalent to rotting in the ground...

One acre of wheat is sown with 30 pounds of seeds, and ten acres of land equals 300 pounds. If all the land owned by a farmer is sown, the seeds will be enough to feed his family for several months! ! !

Annevia's heart ached just thinking about it. Grete's face didn't look very good either. He sat under the awning, looked at the heavy lead clouds above his head, and sighed:

"I just hope that all the friends I know have collected enough food to survive this famine..."

Elder Erwin, the bald bishop, Uncle Karen's family...well, they should be okay. The bishop of the God of War Temple, in the power structure of the small town, will not have a hard time.

Elders of the God of Nature, as long as they don't spend too much energy taking care of the poor and exhaust themselves too much, they should be fine. After all, Uncle Karen is the squad leader of the city guard and has been transferred to the military supply department. Brother Raymond is about to be promoted to captain.

Their family's status in Heartland City was high or low. Even in a year of great disaster, they could still make ends meet. At worst, you can take refuge in the Mage Tower——

He has already written to both Master Herman and Master Elliot to ask for his help. Tonight, I will write another letter to ask and send something back.

Grete thought silently. And brother Lin En, he should be traveling in the New World now. Although we don't know where he is, the more famine years go by, the more chaotic the situation becomes. I hope he can take care of himself...

And over there in the dwarf kingdom, Prince Rothega - no, now he is King Rothega. It must be a lot of pressure to take care of the entire kingdom in the year of great disaster;

I don’t know what happened to the people of Bernard’s tribe, whether they could survive the famine. There are also those barbarians in the wilderness, who only pick the thinnest places to break the hemp rope, and pick bad luck on the poor. The more barren the area, the less able it is to withstand disasters...

"Boss, boss!"

Bernard came running over with a thud, thud, and the earth shook. Grete's hand was so heavy that he almost choked in his throat with a mouthful of broth:

"Bernard, what's the matter?"

"My people are coming!" Bernard shouted with a loud voice that could be heard throughout the training ground. Those who were struggling to lift the stone locks, those who were dragging the stone grinders and running all over the place, and those who worked in groups of four pulling big rocks of rammed earth and smashing them, all heard the sound and looked over:

"My tribe, they are all here! This year was very bad. The deer arrived a month late. The elder said that he could not wait any longer, so he brought the whole tribe here! - Boss, you said you would work for them, Is this still true?"

The two-meter-tall man bent down and stared at Gretel, his rough face full of anxiety. Grete laughed:

"What's wrong? What's there to worry about? I said they can come, and I won't keep my promise. Don't worry! - Or is there any accident?"

"Well……"

Bernard's face was filled with bitterness. Gretel simply didn't ask him any questions, drank up the broth in one gulp, put the soup can on the small table next to him, got up and walked out.

There was a jumble of footsteps behind them, and all the barbarians who could spare a move put down their training and followed them, pretending to be tiptoeing, or pretending to be passing by casually.

Gretel sighed. These barbarians, when it comes to acting, they are so bad that even if they go to Hengdian to do extras, no one would ask for them... Even if you follow them confidently?

If you follow me, I won't kick you back!

He followed Bernard and walked quickly to the back door of the hospital. This door, used to transport bulk cargo, transport grain and feed, and transport experimental animals, slowly opened under the great force of the barbarians. Outside the door, a large group of people stood in darkness.

Dragging a cart and carrying packages, I was silent and anxious. At a glance, one hundred, definitely more than two hundred, more than two hundred, five hundred?

In short, with such a large group of barbarians, even if they come to ask for help, even if they stare at you with prayers, the pressure is very high. Grete glanced far away and saw the city guard's horse team at the end of the street looking from a distance.

If this wasn't a hospital, or in other words, a mage tower, they might have come over to inquire, or even put out a team to be on guard. You should not dare to attack. A squadron of city guards will never be able to defeat such a group of barbarians carrying big bones and big sticks...

"...How many people are there in your tribe?"

Gretel couldn't help but complain. Bernard chuckled, scratched his hair, and gave him an unexpected answer:

"They are all relatives, hey, they are all relatives from the surrounding area..."

Gretel: "..."

Fortunately he was well prepared. According to ten times the population of his tribe, he saved food and meat for three years. As long as these people don't bring more people, they should be able to afford it...

"Bernard, take them to settle down - no! Don't mix with the security guards! Let them take a collective bath first and change their clothes. Then they will live in separate houses opposite the training ground. Within 14 days, Without leaving home!”

"What?!"

Bernard jumped to his feet. It doesn’t matter if you don’t live with your clan members, it doesn’t matter if you take a shower and change clothes together, and you have to thank your boss for his generosity. But, staying at home? !

Staying at home for 14 days? !

"Boss, this-"

This is going to explode! Even the savage women and children, unable to move or unable to see their fingers until the wind blows, still run out of the house!

"Obey the order!" Grete's face sank:

"These people have come from afar, and no one knows whether they will carry the plague with them. Bernard, your people are strong and may be fine, but in this hospital, there are many weak patients, mothers and babies-"

Bernard subconsciously took a step back. Gretel looked serious, turned to the barbarians who had come from afar, and raised his voice:

"For 14 days, everyone, if they can't live in it, will live in one house per room. Food will be delivered to the door by someone special, and clothes will be collected and washed by someone special. You are not allowed to go out, climb through windows, climb on the roof, or drill holes in the walls. In short, no communication with each other is allowed!"

"Don't be afraid if you are sick. I am a healer and I will treat you. I will make sure that everyone is fine. I will give you a job and give you food. However, if anyone disobeys the order, drive him out immediately!"

There was a commotion among the savages. The tribe elder coughed and was about to speak when a frightened scream suddenly sounded from the back row of the crowd:

"The sky! The sky is on fire!"

Everyone raised their heads. The sky, which was previously covered with leaden clouds, was a strange blood-red color from west to east, from the top of the sky to the horizon. The ominous blood cloud coldly covered the bottom, seeming to indicate the coming disaster——

Gretel took a deep breath.

"The blood of the goddess Palia dyed the sky red... The entire sky is shrouded in bright red, which never fades all year round..."

A year ago, Mrs. Endor's prophecy still rang in my ears.

The summer of the year without summer has really arrived...

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