Terra's Magnetic Field

At the same time, Ifrit drove to the door of Saria's house. She didn't want to go back to Hemer for the time being. She cared more about Saria than the nervous Hemer.

As far as she knew, Saria went home directly from the intensive care unit after regaining consciousness in the afternoon, and Saria should be fine. What Ifrit wanted to know was why she was seriously injured, which Saria had not explained to anyone.

Ifrit didn't plan to tell anyone about her previous experience. She didn't want to make the situation more confusing. How should she explain this? Should she tell others that Amiya had kissed her? And Amiya didn't take the medicine.

thing……

"Alas!" Ifrit sighed heavily, showing a sad expression that was rare in children. In the more than ten years she had spent with Saria and Hemer, she had matured too quickly, and had long lost her childishness and innocence. Many people on this land matured too early.

Only Saria...

To be honest, Saria is actually very worthy of envy. She can always keep her original intention, which is beyond the reach of most people. Even if she is not as powerful as Xiao Er, it is worth it for Saria to live a stable life.

Ifrit saw from outside that the lights on both floors of Saria's house were on, which was a bit unusual. As far as Ifrit knew, Saria usually lived alone, and she didn't even turn on the lights in the living room most of the time. Could it be that she had guests?

Maybe it's Mel, Magellan and the others coming over?

When Ifrit approached, she vaguely heard voices of laughter in the house, like several women talking. She always felt that the voices were very strange. Whether it was Mel, Magellan, White-Faced Owl, or Razer, they did not have this kind of voice.

Who else could it be? Does Saria have other friends?

Ifrit opened the door nervously, she felt something was wrong.

"Sister, I told you that Saria would accept us..."

A slightly hoarse woman's voice came from the living room. The house was much warmer than outside. Ifrit saw three pairs of boots and two pairs of casual shoes placed at the entrance. One pair belonged to Saria, and the remaining four pairs were styles he had never seen before.

Ifrit felt uneasy, as if a familiar place had been invaded by a stranger.

Ifrit didn't want to monopolize Saria, she just felt that this was a bit sudden. Saria suddenly had a friend she didn't know?

This is all too bizarre.

"Oh, do we have guests?" Another unfamiliar female voice came. This voice was deeper than the previous one, and the accent was a bit like the one Hemer used when he was incoherent. It was probably the accent of Victoria, but it was obviously much more elegant than Hemer's.

The word "guest" made Ifrit feel like an outsider.

"I'll take it," the familiar voice of Saria came, making Ifrit feel more at ease.

Too many strange things happened today, making Ifrit extremely nervous. She can no longer tolerate any more stimulation, so let's just let today pass peacefully...

Saria poked her head out of the living room entrance and was very excited when she saw Ifrit. She quickly walked up to Ifrit and said to her, "I just wanted to invite you and Hemer over!"

"There are other people at home, who are they?..." Ifrit was more curious about who was sitting in the living room.

“They are all my relatives,” Saria said with a smile.

"Ah?" Ifrit looked at Saria with a puzzled look. Under Saria's guidance, she walked into the familiar living room and looked at the strangers sitting on the sofa.

There were two sofas around the TV in the middle of Saria's living room. She knew the two women sitting on the sofa on the right, namely Nian and Talullah; sitting on the sofa on the left were two light-blonde Western dragon girls. Their racial features were slightly different from those of ordinary Vaivens. The shape of their horns was more exaggerated, and there were bright lights on their chests that looked like giants, and there were flames on their tails like Nian's.

Those two Western dragon girls should be sisters because they are similar in age and appearance.

Are they the relatives that Saria mentioned? This is too strange, which makes Ifrit even more suspicious.

"Sareya, when did you become related to Tallulah and the others?" Ifrit turned around to look at Sareya, but found that Sareya was not looking at her but was looking at the women in the living room.

After hearing Ifrit's question, Saria looked down at Ifrit. She tilted her head in confusion and replied, "They just discovered that I am related to them. It turns out that my mother was from their previous family and lost contact during the civil unrest in Victoria."

Ifrit: "Why didn't they try to find you in all these years? Why now?"

Ifrit's question made Saria's eyes confused, but she continued to answer with a smile, "Why so many whys? It's just that I didn't find it before, and I only discovered it recently."

Ifrit grinned and whispered to Saria, "Do you believe this answer?"

Ifrit showed a rare alertness for her age, which made the Aibu sisters feel that this girl was more difficult to deal with than Saria.

Abrana smiled and said, "It's normal for Eve to feel strange when she first sees us. After all, they are just children."

Ravshini agreed, "That's right, it's normal for a child to be wary of strangers, but we will soon make her accept us."

In this strange atmosphere, Ifrit was pushed into the living room by Saria. Saria arranged for her to sit with the Aibu sisters, and she moved a chair and sat aside.

Ifrit sat uncomfortably on the sofa, trying to stay away from the strange sisters next to her. She looked at the glasses of juice in front of the sofa and watched The Simpsons on TV.

Ifrit sat on the sofa and listened to Nian's explanation of the whole story. It was probably that Saria's mother was a distant relative of Talladark, so Saria and the Aibu sisters were related by blood. The Aibu sisters were going to stay in Rhodes Island for a while, so they stayed at Saria's house temporarily to cultivate their relationship.

Saria said while watching TV, "When I watched this animation in the past, I always imagined that I had so many family members, but now I have my own family."

When Saria spoke, her eyes showed a rare touch of emotion. Ifrit felt that Saria was not without

She found something strange, but she just didn't want to wake up from the dream.

"Saria... aren't your master and us... Mel and the others your family?" Ifrit asked sadly.

Saria frowned, and for a moment all kinds of complicated emotions flashed between her eyebrows, but she quickly suppressed them, "Ifrit, I want relatives who are related to me by blood... I'm sorry, it's not that I think you and I are not close enough, it's just that blood is something that cannot be replaced..."

Saria said a lot of incoherent things, but none of them made sense to Ifrit.

Ifrit still looked at Saria with love, and said calmly, "How sad would your master be if he heard these words? ... In the final analysis, relatives without blood ties are not as good as blood relatives? Then the years we have been with you are still not as good as these people we just met?"

Saria was stunned. Ifrit's words made her speechless for a moment.

After a long silence, Saria spoke with difficulty:

"But he's gone, isn't he? ... We can't always just look at the past, life is about moving forward..."

Saria's words once again disappointed Ifrit, who could only pretend to wipe his eyes to hide his disappointment.

Ifrit: "I hope you won't regret this choice, because many things cannot be reversed once a choice is made..."

There was no need to say anything more. Ifrit stood up from the sofa. This was not a place where she could stay for long.

Although she was confused, Ifrit still said goodbye to everyone on the sofa politely:

"I still have some things to do, so I won't stay here long. I'll leave first."

After saying this, Ifrit walked straight out of this uncomfortable place. She hadn't figured out how to tell Hummer about this yet.

Forget it, let today just pass like this, she is tired...

Ifrit walked out of Saria's house, stretched out her body outside, and took a deep breath of the cool air outside. Behind her, she could still hear the women's laughter. The more those women talked, the lonelier Ifrit felt.

It was as if she was the only lonely person in the world.

The only homeless person.

That’s all for today.

Postscript: The sewers in some places in foreign countries are very large. In addition to the large area that can accommodate two Ultramen wrestling, there are even small compartments for people to stay for a short time. This is mainly to consider that they can be used as refugee shelters during war. The place where Skadi lives is almost like that. Considering that she can live without food and water, that place is actually quite suitable for retreat.

Chapter 439: A Thousand Years of Solitude

Ifrit was not yet ready to return to Hemer, so she let her walk for a while in the night, letting the cold wind cool her anxiety and confusion.

It seemed that every time Ifrit experienced loneliness, his heart became stronger.

Ifrit walked through the neighborhood where Saria lived and walked into a dark alley. Just as she crossed an intersection, she heard a man's voice:

"Little boy, it's very dangerous to hang out outside so late~"

Ifrit was startled by the sudden sound. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw two legs exposed in the dark alley. Judging from the length of the legs, the other person should be a tall guy.

Ifrit boldly walked into the alley and was able to see the speaker clearly... He was a black-haired man in his early thirties. The horns on his head were somewhat similar to those of a dragon, but the tail under his butt was completely different from that of a dragon.

The man sat on the ground with his back to the vending machine in the alley. On his right were several cans of wine and carbonated drinks. He was wearing a dark brown canvas coat, and the stubble at the corners of his mouth and his greasy middle-parted long hair looked like they hadn't been taken care of for a long time, giving Ifrit a feeling of desolation.

The only source of light in the alley was the cold white light from the vending machine, and the man's front was hidden in the shadow of this light.

"Even if you say that to me, I have nowhere to go..." Ifrit thought to herself, and then she asked the man sitting on the ground, "What about you? Why are you sitting here alone? Aren't you cold?"

"Because I have nowhere to go..." The man chuckled, but Ifrit heard a hint of sadness in his relaxed tone.

"Nowhere to go? Don't you have a home?" Ifrit asked. The cold wind blew across her cheeks and she stuffed her hands into her pockets to keep warm.

"I have a place to live, but I don't have a home where I can stay for a long time. I don't know where I belong," the man said as he picked up a can of drink from the ground and drank it. "Are there different places to live and different homes? The former is just a place to stay, but the latter is a harbor for the soul... Most people here are like me. Although they have a place to stay, they don't have a place that truly belongs to them. They are all very confused."

"What a weird guy..." Ifrit commented on the man on the ground, and then asked, "My name is Ifrit, what's your name? You said you don't have a home, so you must have a name, right?"

"What a coincidence! I don't know what to call myself..." The man put the can to his lips and muttered, "After all, a name is just a code name. What are we without this code name? If we live long enough, we can have countless identities and names. What should we call ourselves then? I don't understand..."

"So I just call myself Nameless." The man replied, and his answer made Ifrit find him even more strange.

"So you have lived for a long time?" Ifrit asked again

Somehow, she became interested in this "nameless" person. Maybe she felt that they were all equally lonely.

"I don't know..." Wuming sighed, "It seems like a long time and it seems like a short time. I can remember things that happened a thousand years ago, but things that happened half a year ago seem so far away. My memory is too confused."

"What the hell, this guy... is just talking nonsense... How is it possible that someone can live for a thousand years?" In Ifrit's opinion, living for a hundred years is considered a long life. Even the "all-powerful" master that Saria mentioned died in his fifties...

Ifrit felt that if someone could live for a thousand years, they must have experienced a grandeur and loneliness that ordinary people could hardly imagine. During this long period of time, ethics, morality, and human kindness would be severely tested.

During this thousand years, all the flaws in human nature will be infinitely magnified, so even if someone can live for a thousand years, no matter what they were like before, they will become crazy in the end.

On the contrary, those who can live for a thousand years and still abide by moral principles must be "saints" with unimaginable willpower.

Ifrit felt that the man in front of her did not fit the image of a "saint" in her imagination. She thought that a saint must be holy, solemn, and peaceful, not the slovenly and destitute man in front of her...

Ifrit didn't leave. She walked closer and sat next to the man, who was leaning against the vending machine. She just felt that talking to this guy could help relieve her sadness and loss.

Ifrit sat on the ground in silence for a few minutes and then asked, "Hey, what do you think is the most important thing to live freely in this world? Hummer said it is wealth and power, and Saria said it is strength, but I think these are irrelevant, but I don't know what the correct answer is?"

Wuming smiled bitterly, "What is the right answer? If you want to live freely in this world, it is not important what you have, because everything will be lost in the end, whether it is wealth, power or that illusory power... In my opinion, the truly free people don't care about anything. They don't care about gains and losses, nor do they care about ethics and morals. Therefore, crazy idiots are the freest. The more you get, the more constraints you will have on you. In the end, these power, wealth, family affection and power will make you unable to move and make you sink..."

After Wuming finished this long speech, he turned to Ifrit and asked curiously;

"Why does Saria think strength is the most important?"

Ifrit asked him back, "Do you know Saria?"

Wuming: "She is so famous, who on Rhodes Island doesn't know her?"

Ifrit didn't take it too seriously, because it was true. Saria's bizarre actions were enough to make her the focus of other people's conversations.

Ifrit: "Maybe it's because her master is very strong? She admires her master very much and always says that her master is omnipotent... Maybe in her heart she wants to be that kind of person."

Wuming showed a complicated expression at an angle that Ifrit couldn't see, and there was bitterness in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

Wuming said in a low voice, "No one in this world is omnipotent... No matter how strong a person is, there will always be things that cannot be reversed and people that cannot be saved. In the end, the stronger you are, the more disappointments and regrets you will experience."

(First generation: Ultraman is not a god)

Ifrit: "From your tone, are you strong?"

Wuming smiled and shook his head, "No... I'm very weak. If I were really strong, I wouldn't be sitting here drinking drinks to relieve my sorrow."

Ifrit: “That’s right…”

Ifrit looked up at the sky. Today's moon was so bright that it covered the light of the stars. Ifrit felt desolate when looking at the bright moon. Magellan had shown her a photo of the moon's surface. There was nothing on it except sand and rocks. There was no life, no water, and no air. There was only death and coldness.

Ifrit: "It's strange. The moon looks so bright from here, but the moon itself is completely dark."

Wuming: "If you look at Terra from the moon, you will also feel that Terra is glowing. This is actually because the planet reflects the light of the sun. Looking at the planet under our feet from the desolate moon, you will feel that the existence of such a planet in the universe is a miracle among countless worlds, and you will want to protect it from the bottom of your heart."

Ifrit: "You...you've been to the moon?"

Wuming shuddered and explained incoherently, "I...I have seen the photos. They were sent by the Moon Lander. They were in the science magazine published by Rhine Life..."

Ifrit smiled and said, "You look so panicked. I'm just asking casually."

Ifrit: "But do you think people can really go to the universe by their own power? Saria said she can fly, but she never showed it to me because Humer wouldn't let her... Saria also said her master can travel back and forth to outer space in an instant and can travel freely in the universe. She always described that master as a god."

Wuming: "Humans can go up there on their own. In the last century, Columbia, Ursus, and Yan Country all launched manned shuttles to space. I was very moved at one point. Humans can finally rely on their own reason and wisdom to reach areas that the flesh cannot reach... This is a victory for civilization..."

Ifrit: "I'm talking about flying into space out of thin air."

Wuming: "How do you fly? Against gravity?"

Ifrit: "Is it really impossible? I am just imagining things... then aliens and giants don't exist either?"

Wuming: "As for aliens, I believe there are intelligent beings other than us in this vast universe. They can

They may come here with the principle of friendly communication, or they may come here with ulterior motives to invade. I don’t really agree with the so-called “Dark Forest” theory in a certain science fiction novel. That theory actually applies the primitive law of the jungle to the entire universe, which is very arrogant... I think the civilizations in this universe can actually form a set of order on their own. It is not necessary for us to destroy each other just because we discover them or they discover us.”

Ifrit: "What about giants? Some people in this land believe that there are some giant gods beyond the cognition of ordinary people, and they control the development of civilization on this land."

Wuming: "Let's not talk about whether such outrageous things exist or not. If giants really influence the development of civilization on earth, why have we never seen them in the open?"

Ifrit: "Yes, if there really were giants, this land wouldn't be in such chaos. If there were giants, it would mean that they allowed this land to collapse. It seems that giants are also very indifferent..."

nameless:"……………………………………"

Wuming: "The giant is not indifferent. He only appears when humans face unsolvable problems... Don't rely too much on others. Humans still have to rely on themselves... Forget it... What on earth am I talking about..."

After the two of them sat on the ground for a while, Wuming stood up, took off his canvas coat and put it on Ifrit. He himself was only wearing a black and gray vest and stood shirtless in the cold night wind.

When he stood up, Ifrit could feel his height more directly, like an impenetrable wall. Even the tall Saria looked like an immature child in front of this man.