Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 795 Drunk is Memories

With the passage of time, the food and medicine reserves went very smoothly, and the two major military regions in the south completely turned a blind eye to the abnormal behavior of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce.

During this period, Xia Feng took the initiative to contact General Gleason many times, wanting to hear his opinion.

Now recalling what the general said, Xia Feng could easily see that Gleason had already foreseen today's scene.

Perhaps the general had a premonition from the moment King Willanson fell ill.

Gleason had a premonition that the infected would become a "breakthrough" for fission, but he was not sure how. Therefore, Gleason warned him not to deliberately provoke conflicts between ordinary people and the infected.

Gleason's hunch was right, but fortunately, the current situation did not fall into despair, and the south was still the same south.

Sitting in the barbecue restaurant, Xia Feng called General Gleason's private line over and over again, but the officer who answered kept saying that the general was busy, either commanding border defenses, reviewing and acting, and even often went abroad.

Xia Feng made phone calls in the morning, at night, and at night, but he still couldn't "catch" Gleason. In desperation, he had no choice but to go to Yehua City, a strategic garrison city in the Border Defense Military Region.

After 2 days.

When Xia Feng rushed to the military compound in Yehua City, he finally "caught" General Gleason at night.

General Gleason's office.

Windows damaged by the attack have been repaired and the number of guards on duty around the clock has been increased.

Sitting across from him, Gleason's eyes were still extremely sharp, but upon closer inspection, his pupils were bloodshot. It could be seen that he was very tired recently.

"Xia Feng, I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently, and I asked you to come here on purpose."

Xia Feng sat quietly opposite.

"General, you are welcome."

There were only the two of them in the office at this time, and Gleason straightened up and leaned back in his chair with a sigh of relief.

"Oh, I am indeed being polite, you kid, but you have never been polite to me."

Xia Feng recalled the details of his acquaintance with Gleason. The image of this little old man who was not tall but full of energy was always changing in his heart.

When he first learned that he was the commander-in-chief of the border defense military region, Xia Feng had always thought of taking advantage of him.

But with more and more incidents, this kind of use gradually turned into trust, and in the end, it even became a kind of dependence unconsciously.

Until the last royal court incident, all kinds of high officials and powers were deliberately targeting him, but General Gleason shielded him from the wind and rain like a big umbrella when he was most helpless.

In chaos, everyone will choose to protect themselves. This is human nature, just like Maren Legg, because his younger brother is threatened, he will choose to betray his friends without hesitation.

But General Gleason did not. The existence of Kuroba may be very important to him, but until now, this importance has not been reflected.

There was a moment when Xia Feng felt in a trance that General Gleason really regarded him as a junior, a relative, or even an inheritor.

Just like in the face of danger, a father will do his best to protect his children.

In the office, the two met each other and seemed to be a little emotional.

Xia Feng is not a subordinate, and Gleason is not a boss. They are just friends in different environments, but they are closely entangled with each other.

"Xia Feng, I haven't had a drink for a long time, can you have a drink with me?"

"I can't ask for it."

Gleason took out an opened bottle of wine from under the desk, not Victoria's red wine, but a pale yellow spirit.

After struggling to find two glasses of different sizes, Gleason filled them up.

"Sorry, my conditions are a bit crude. I have never had a drink with my friends in the office."

Xia Feng took off the scarf and casually put it aside.

"For me, being able to drink with the general, even in the wilderness, is better than the palace."

Gleason smiled.

"Oh, you boy, you are really angry with me, come on, let's go."

"Dry."

After drinking a glass of wine, a strong dry feeling rose from his stomach.

Xia Feng doesn't know how to drink, but at this moment, he seems to understand the bitterness contained in the wine.

Under the background of the atmosphere, they put aside the crisis of the situation for a while, and even chatted about homework.

Putting down the wine glass, Gleason's face was a bit vicissitudes. For some reason, he seemed a little different tonight than usual.

Gleason sighed softly.

"Xia Feng, you may not know, in fact, I have never had children in my life, and now at this age, heh, sometimes I really can't help but feel a little lonely."

"General, have you ever been married?"

"Yes, but it was a long, long time ago, heh, things are different."

Xia Feng knew that this topic should not be in-depth, so he changed the topic.

"I think that in life, sometimes the so-called blood relationship may not be the only twist. Let go of your obsessions. In fact, there are many people who are worth cherishing around you."

"Well, you're right."

General Gleason filled each other's wine glasses again, and said melancholy.

"I have someone I cherish. In fact, I have always regarded Meisha as a daughter. Since she left Londinium and came to the south, I have never let her out of my sight. Heh, although she has her own biological father .”

Xia Feng didn't expect Gleason to value Meisha so much.

He remembered that Meisha once said that her father had always asked her to return to the Imperial General Army, but General Gleason insisted on not letting her leave, and even forcibly arranged her in Black Feather as a supervisor.

Now it seems that Gleason's willingness to hand over Meisha, who is regarded as his daughter, to a gang organization is also a kind of great trust.

After drinking for three rounds, General Gleason said a lot.

But no matter what he said, it had nothing to do with the current situation, just like an old man who chattered endlessly about the past with his younger generation.

After a long time, the wine bottle had bottomed out, Xia Feng asked tentatively.

"General, are you drinking too much?"

When people drink too much, they will not admit that they drink too much, but sometimes, everyone is drunk if they are not drunk. Being drunk and "drunk" are two different things.

Gleason let go of his empty glass and laughed to himself.

"Maybe, I seem to be really drunk."

Seeing Xia Feng's worried look, Gleason waved his hand.

"Don't worry, what I'm drunk is the memory, what I'm sober is the future."

Gleason knew that Xia Feng came to him specially not to listen to his nagging.

"Okay, let's stop with the gossip, and it's time to talk about the business."

"Ok."

Afterwards, Xia Feng described what he had experienced in the Yuan Council, including a series of actions that he voluntarily gave up his noble status and stomped on Frey's face.

After returning to the south, he also told the truth about the large amount of grain collection, including some of his guesses and worries.

Gleason listened quietly to Xia Feng's words the whole time, his expression remained unchanged.

It was as if these things were within his expectations.

(End of this chapter)