Chapter 352 The Road to Expedition: The White-haired Army

The golden wheat ears floated with the breeze under the bright sunshine. The tentacles on the heads of the golden wheat ears standing on the ground collided with each other in the wind, and moved from the fields with the wind.

As it blew by, this golden ocean swayed.

In the undulating golden ocean, a man wearing a jacket with cuffs cut off to expose his thick arm muscles stood up. He stood among the swaying ears of wheat fields and raised his hands to wipe himself.

The beads of sweat on my forehead from being busy.

His dark skin has become deep and strong under the years of sunlight. The man put a hoe welded together with a long iron rod and armor fragments on his shoulders, and his brown eyes looked around

It looks at the surrounding wheat fields and the buildings on the edge of the fields.

Those buildings made of wood or iron and metal shine in the bright sunshine, especially those double-story steel buildings. Their roofs are like pieces of mirrors under the irradiation and reflection of the sun, making the entire small town

Everywhere in the town is illuminated by the sun.

The man raised his head and looked at the towering metal wall in the distance. It was the tall barrier of the Emperor's Dream. It seemed to be sleeping on the ground. The towering ship itself stood not far away like a wall of the world.

Here, clouds and mist filled the surroundings of its armor, floating on the huge energy hoses connected to the body of the battleship and hanging down from high places.

Light clouds and mist float on the pipes that shine with little bits of energy. Each section of their pipes flashes an energy indicator light to detect and display whether the energy transmission inside them is stable.

The slightly older man looked at the mist-filled energy pipes with brown eyes, like energy pipes hanging down from a fairyland. For decades, the pipes had been suffocating the Emperor's Dream and the quantum reactor that was still surging.

The energy generated is continuously extracted from it and transported to the settlement at the foot of the sleeping giant ship.

He looked up at the thick energy tube. Old Adams looked at the side of the giant ship in the distance. The golden and white high walls stood there. If it were placed on a backward feudal planet, such as before Adams joined the Great Crusade,

On his homeland, that feudal agricultural planet, Adams would definitely regard the scenery he saw in the distance as the wall of gods that separated the world of gods from humans.

One of the man's calloused hands gently held up an ear of wheat. On his slightly older face, covered with fine wrinkles, his still energetic brown eyes looked at the ear of wheat in his hand.

From all angles, he looks like an ordinary farmer, the kind who grabs a lot in the agricultural world of the empire, but he still has one feature that is significantly different from ordinary farmers, and that is the farmer hanging on his waist.

The pistol, the holster branded with the lightning logo, was always hanging on his waist, and he never took it off even when he went to work in the fields.

The man uses this to remind himself that he is not a farmer. In the past, now and in the future when he is buried in the grave, he is a soldier, a soldier on the Great Expedition.

"Stevenson, straighten the scarecrow, it's almost here, don't let me tell you what to do!" The old man put down the wheat ears in his hands, raised his head and shouted to his eldest son at the edge of the field.

, his tall and strong eldest son Stevenson put down the sickle in his hand, and he looked up at his father.

"Just let him lean. That thing is old and heavy, and it will fall down again in two days anyway." "A lazy person cannot receive the Emperor's blessing. The Emperor requires us to perform our duties and fulfill our duties loyally. Only by

Only in this way will he bless you! So move now! Don't let me come over and kick you!"

The old man yelled and waved his fist, while Stevenson sighed helplessly. He inserted the sharp sickle polished from metal fragments into the ground, waved to the brother on the other side, and the two walked away together.

Arriving at the huge scarecrow in the middle of the field.

The scarecrow, which is supported by a thick steel bar and stands in the golden field, looks very unique. It is different from the common scarecrows, which are made of straw, hemp rope and stone. This scarecrow is made of steel from top to bottom.

The torso of the body is made of several pieces of iron sheets welded together, and several broken optical power generation panels are embedded in the outstretched arms.

The sparkling optical plates reflect strong light in the sun, which allows birds in the sky to see them from a long distance away and are too scared to rely on them. However, the disadvantage is that they are very heavy, and each optical reflective plate is made of solid materials.

It is solid, and with the rest of the worn metal all over its body, its weight is self-evident.

"And daddy, stop yelling about the emperor, you might as well consider that our irrigation system has problems again." Stevenson said, putting his strong shoulders on the scarecrow, his voice also

Because he pushed hard against the metal object in front of him, it was pressed very low and for a long time.

"Yes, Dad, you have believed in your emperor for so many years, and we haven't seen him come to help us harvest rice or repair the broken irrigation system." On the other side of Stevenson, there was a man with brown-black hair.

Gavin, the haired brother, said this. He put his hands over his brother's bent head and firmly supported the wide metal bar in front of him.

They worked together to push the thing up. Gavin's hands were sore from pressing against the narrow edges of the metal steel bars. He continued to complain, "It would be great if he came to help us lift this damn thing up."

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"Shut up, you two lazy guys! Believe in the Emperor and follow the Emperor, so that he will protect you and save us. But you two brats have nothing to do with piety! You still want the Emperor's blessing? What a dream.

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The old farmer standing aside shouted loudly. He supported his waist and looked at his two sons who were pushing the scarecrow hard. Stevenson used his shoulders to push the metal steel bars at the end of the scarecrow. He adjusted the position of his shoulders and continued to work hard.

The ground started to push, but the mouth could not stop.

"But didn't Old Vitus say that the Emperor is not a god? He doesn't need our worship or anything." "Anyway, I don't want to worship someone I've never met. I haven't even seen him since I was born.

Saw it before."

The two brothers Stevenson and Gavin echoed each other, while the old father frowned angrily. He grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it on Gavin's shoulder. He was beaten so hard that he screamed, and then

He hid behind the steel bar and poked his head out to look at his father, who was still standing there angrily.

"That preacher knows nothing! I still remember the day when the Emperor came to my home world, which will also be yours. I single-handedly solved the famine and plague on the entire planet. What is this if not a god?" The old guy

Yelling loudly, he watched his two sons wave their arms, then grabbed a stone and smashed it on the erected steel bar in front of them.

"Put that damn thing up for me, you lazy guys! Otherwise, I will teach you the consequences of slacking off on behalf of the Emperor!"

Stevenson and Gavin hurriedly continued to work. They pushed the metal scarecrow on hand to push it upright. The old father put his hands on his hips and looked at his youngest son Arthur who was looking at the book in his hand by the side of the field.

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"Arthur! Don't read that shabby book that Vertus gave you! You are really his good student, come down and help me with the work!" Old Adams shouted, he had been sitting on the side of the field, in a building

The younger son Arthur, who was reading a book on the exterior wall of the building with a brown-red roof, raised his head.

When he glanced at the book in his hand, the wall next to his ear was suddenly hit by a stone. He was so surprised that he closed the book in his hand and carried a hoe leaning against the wall along the edge of the field.

After walking past the main road, he came to Old Adams from the pavement made of broken rocks.

"Dad, we have never met the Emperor. We don't know him at all. Even if you tell those stories ten thousand times, we will feel the same. We don't believe in the Emperor because we don't understand or know him at all.

, you can’t ask people to believe in an imaginary great man, can you?”

"Stop using the frivolous nonsense of the preacher you listen to. You have never seen him, I have! And as long as you take a look at him, you will know that he is worthy of your trust and follow." Old Adams knocked.

After tapping his son's head, he turned around and looked at the huge scarecrow standing in front of him.

"Like a scarecrow, he disperses the darkness in the universe and drives away all the crows and locusts. He wears that gleaming golden battle armor and uses a light that shines brighter than this tattered scarecrow to drive away the darkest places in the galaxy.

Light up!”

Adams spoke passionately. Although his eloquence was very poor, you can't have too high expectations for an ordinary person who was recruited from an agricultural feudal planet to work as an ordinary infantryman on a ship, right?

While Adams continued to preach the majestic image of the emperor in a loud voice like the preacher he despised, the metal gate behind him slowly opened. The entrance to the town, the heavy metal gate beside the golden rice fields, rumbled.

The door opened slowly, and Arthur turned his head to look. He looked at the Sun Auxiliary Army on the inside of the door. After they poked their heads out and took a look outside, they all immediately stood at attention on both sides.

Arthur looked in that direction in surprise, completely ignoring his old father Adams who was still talking endlessly. He waved his arms and said loudly, "He has a majestic figure, a sacred face, and a shining golden head!"

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"Halo?" "Ah, yes, it seems like you still remember what I said sometimes, Arthur? What are you looking at? Isn't it Peter and the others who are back?"

As he spoke, Adams turned to look at his son, who had a surprised look on his face, as if he was looking at something incredible. He also turned around with his hands on his hips and looked over. When his head slowly turned over, he saw the tall man standing on the road beside him.

When he was a giant, Adams' hands slipped from his waist.

He looked at the shining golden power armor, the huge power claw hanging at his side, the lifelike Phoenix Blade hilt shining in the sun, the tall figure standing on the side of the field, the raised road

He looked down at them, his face illuminated by a sun disk shining like the sun behind his head.

Adams looked at him. In an instant, countless memories broke through the blur of years and flooded into his mind. The two sons behind him who had just helped the scarecrow up also saw the tall giant. They stared at him dumbfounded and stood sluggishly.

In the golden fields.

"That's the Emperor?" Stevenson asked in surprise, while his father Adams, who was a few steps away, shook his head. He looked up at that face. Even if he turned to gray, he would never see that face.

The face he would forget was one of the only two people he swore allegiance to in his life. One of them was the Emperor himself, and the other was.

"Marshal Vito?" Adams asked in disbelief. He couldn't believe his eyes at all. He looked up at Vito on the road. His head high on the power armor looked at Adams with a smile.

"I'm glad to see you again, Adams. It seems that you have returned to your old job as a farmer. It is indeed a good fit for you." Vito said, looking around at the vast golden fields in front of him. There was still a group of people parked in the golden fields.

A harvester converted from an armored vehicle. The heavy machine cannon at the front was removed and replaced by a harvesting gate composed of three pairs of wide sickles.

"It seems that you have taken good care of this place, just like in your hometown, right? You once took care of such a vast wheat field and raised an entire village of people." Vito looked at the trees swaying gently in the breeze.

In the golden ocean, he raised his head slightly and looked at the Emperor's Dream ship in the distance. It was like a high white and golden wall, standing at the end of the street.

"Yes, Marshal, I am responsible for cultivating and managing this field and providing rations for the whole ship." Adams said and immediately stood upright. He stood in the field like a real soldier, looking at Vito with his head held high.

, the latter still had a smile on his face.

He looked at the excited Adams in front of him, his eyes trembling with excitement. Vito then raised his head and looked at the two sons behind him. The two young men, who were loose just now, hardly looked at each other in Vito's eyes.

Standing up straight consciously, now they know why Dad said that when you see the Emperor, you will follow him involuntarily.

This was vividly and exquisitely reflected in Vito. They looked at Vito with their heads held high, as motionless as the scarecrow beside them, and Vito smiled at them.

"You have a good team of helpers, Adams." "I will do my best, Marshal. It is an honor for me and the Emperor's Light to see you again! We welcome you!"

"I'll do my best, Adams. Thank you for your dedication over the years." Vito said, raising a hand to salute Adams. The latter was so excited that his heart almost jumped out. He put his legs together and saluted Vito.

Raise your hands and salute.

"For the Empire and the Truth!"

Empire and truth? Vito was silent for a moment while listening to those two words. He had forgotten how many years he had not heard these two words. Empire and truth really seemed to have returned to the past.
To be continued...