My mother has such a personality. In the past ten years of life, even during the period when my father was still alive, she basically didn't enjoy a quiet life. There are many things that keep her busy every day. After doing this, the next thing is already waiting behind. Looking up, more things have already lined up there. They seem to be the most fanatical fans of her mother, and they have always existed there regardless of the wind and rain.

Physically and mentally, he can no longer be idle in a short period of time. Cassia doesn't know how her mother has been through over the past ten years, so that these things can become a habit that is deeply embedded in her mother's body. To get rid of them completely is no longer a simple thing as drinking warm water.

Without walking a few steps away, Cassia quickly recalled the various scenes of living with her mother and sister Lilia in the small town in her mind.

I once heard from old professors that the speed of sudden thoughts is something that is endless than purposeful thinking. Thinking requires consuming the necessary energy in the brain, and as thinking upgrades, the capacity of thinking things increases, and their needs for the bottom line of various functions of the brain also rise in geometric multiples.

But thoughts are a different state. In a moment, thoughts may go through someone's life, or they may deal with too many things in that short time. Thoughts are somewhat similar to dreams, but they are essentially completely different from dreams. Dreams are intermittently connected, and thoughts seem to be able to decompose time infinitely and reach a nearly eternal state.

At this time, the picture in my head returned to the reality in my eyes. Cassia had a deep understanding of the words above, and sighed at the stone slabs that were neatly laid over the road ahead.

Now is the transition from summer to autumn to autumn. There are still a few months left before the annual winter vacation. In life in the small town, Cassia has no concept of vacation at all. Whether it is the winter and summer vacations of the school there or the weekend breaks every week, he almost stays in the steam factory in the small town. Life has become single five or six years ago, and that habit has just made him adapt well to life in the military school.

When I came to the library gate, there was no one who looked like a student except for the managers who had long been infected by the atmosphere. Everyone regarded the exercises related to surgery as the most important course in study and life. After completing the necessary theoretical courses perfunctorily, there were indeed a very small number of people who could come to the library.

Cassia did not say hello to the manager, nor did the manager look at Cassia. The two seemed to be in different worlds and had no common point that could be called intersections.

According to the search directory, I found a map related to the destination in rows of bookshelves. I thought it would be a very simple thing, which was to open the book and then find the quick work of the relevant region based on the address name. But one or two hours later, Cassia expanded the scope of the search again and again until it expanded to the entire empire's territory, and still did not see the words Grote said.

"It's a problem now." Cassia touched his soft earlobe, which was red and hot. "The period of time Grote lived is almost a thousand years old. Whether the place name he mentioned remains the same is a question. And whether the place name he mentioned has changed other names in history is also something I need to find information to confirm."

It is very likely that the place name has changed, and Cassia has almost confirmed this idea in her mind.

So from here on, Cassia completely gave up on finding maps and focused on books in history. However, there was only one place name, and it was impossible to find the answer he wanted in the bookshelf where he could not see the end.

Cassia wanted to complete this tedious work through the search mechanism of the analysis machine. There was a super analysis machine in the military school, which stored a large amount of information. Relying on the computing function of the analysis machine itself, searching will become simple.

But Taranto's death gave him a signal that someone was very interested in what Grote left behind. The Holy Emperor Hall was extremely powerful, and there must be people who were inserted into the military school. Considering his current special identity, Cassia decided to go to other places to borrow machines to search for the things he had thought in the next task.

After finalizing the idea in his mind, Cassia looked at the information in other areas for a while, and finally borrowed several books about the use of steam machinery, registered with the administrator, and left the library.

It was already dark, and the street lights in the school were all lit up one after another very early. The street lights emitted a soft light, illuminating a small area. In the temperature collection hut set up on the grass, the scale on the thermometer set up was still the same as yesterday, neither high nor low. But Cassia still felt that today was a little colder than yesterday.

The summer in Manoma is about to end, and then the short autumn, followed by the fierce and extremely fierce winter. As long as the gloomy clouds press from the other side of the Blanco Mountains to the sky above Manoma, winter will be announced and will not give people any time to relieve and prepare. Every year, the clouds are thick and dark, like moldy quilts, and several layers overlap and cover the sky, making people breathless.

Now the town is about to enter the transition section before winter? The winter in the Clark area is earlier than Manoma, and the clouds have almost no obstacles. It is easy to completely wrap the small town in. The height of the lead-gray clouds is as low as if within reach. The black smoke from the boiler factory will deepen the lead-gray in the future, making it completely turn into a cover that blocks the sun, and rule the entire town for a month or two. Cassia walked in the street lights with a book in his arms and thought about these things. Before passing by the cafeteria, he looked at the time and wandered around in the same place several times. Finally, he went in and had supper before returning to the dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory and put down the book, Cassia leaned on the desk and wondered how to fill out the application form for weapons and equipment.
Chapter completed!