Chapter 1373 Small Town

In the northern part of Xizhou Continent, there is a quiet town.

This town has winter for five months of the year, and not far to the north, it seems to be entering the Arctic Circle.

The town is very quiet, with no developed industry or commerce, and a population of only a few thousand people. The only external transportation is a few roads, an old railway, and a small airport that has not landed a plane for several days.

This small town is a stop on a long intercontinental railway. The mottled old station is very unique. Tourists often get off the train to take pictures, but few people actually stop.

In the center of the town, there is a church. In the square of the church, there are often some gray-haired old people, looking at the dry fountain and talking about everything in the past.

There are rarely any tourists in the town. Occasionally, a slovenly backpacker carrying a backpack will walk through the square and walk to a few small hotels on the edge of the square. Then he will ask a guide or walk alone to the wilderness outside the town. .

These small hotels rely on the occasional travelers, and life is of course very poor.

At this time, another traveler came to the square.

He first raised his head and took a closer look at the old church that was in disrepair.

In front of the church, there is a notice posted. The handwriting on the notice has been mottled. It probably means that the stained glass window of the church has been blown by the wind. There is currently no money to repair it. I hope the church members can raise donations.

The tourist turned to look at the stained glass window of the church and found that several boards were nailed behind the glass.

The tourist stood silently in front of the church for a long time, finally sighed, lifted his feet and walked towards the church.

An old lady sitting on a mottled bench, wrapped in a headscarf, looked up at the figure behind her.

The tourist's back is tall and strong, wearing a pair of camouflage pants and a peaked cap.

Looking at his back, the old lady remembered something, lowered her head and smiled.

An old dog with bald fur was lying at her feet. It raised its head in confusion, glanced at its owner, and then lowered its head.

Several dead leaves were blown by the wind, and one fell on its head, covering the tip of its nose, and it remained motionless.

With a "squeak" sound, the door of the dilapidated chapel was pushed open, and the tall tourist strode in.

The entire chapel is filled with benches. Unfortunately, most of them are in dilapidated condition, with signs of being eaten by moths everywhere.

An old priest was standing on the altar, looking down at something. He raised his head when he heard a voice, and when he saw a stranger, he lowered his head again.

Sometimes, tourists come to this town and take pictures in this dilapidated church.

It seems that many tourists just like this kind of atmosphere.

But this tourist didn't seem to want to take pictures. He walked forward step by step, came to the altar, and looked at the portrait behind the priest.

Seeing that he did not pray or show any respect, the pastor was a little unhappy. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the tourist take out a wad of money and put it in front of him.

"This is……"

"Glass." The tourist said concisely and pointed behind him.

"God will definitely bless you!" The pastor became excited. Both this church and this parish need this money.

Hearing this, the tourist smiled slightly and shook his head.

"hope so."

The priest frowned slightly and took a step forward, as if he wanted to educate the tourist.

Suddenly, his expression changed, his hands began to tremble, and his knees became a little weak.

"First...Master Prophet!"

It turned out to be the Lord Prophet!

The Lord Prophet has come to my little church!

The pastor's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Now that he was discovered, Orion simply stopped covering up.

He waved his hand and said, "I came here to inquire about someone."

"You...you said."

"A few years ago, a woman named Maia moved to this town. Do you know where she is?"

"Maia?" The pastor frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "It seems that there is a nurse named Maia in the hospital, who is probably in her forties."

"Nurse..." Orion nodded and said, "Okay, thank you. Where is the hospital?"

The priest pointed out the door. On the opposite side of the square was the town's hospital.

Seeing Orion turn around and leave, the priest hurriedly added.

"By the way, she seems to have moved in with her husband."

Orion paused, nodded, and strode out.

The priest frowned, then sighed and shook his head.

So what if the prophet is just a man.

The hospital in the small town was a little busy.

The time storm not long ago injured many people in the town, and there were many elderly people in the town. Many of them felt unwell and were admitted to the hospital.

The head nurse, Maia, has been busy all day long, barely touching the ground.

In the middle, a colleague said that someone was looking for her, and she said casually: "Let him wait for a while."

Then, it started getting busy again.

Until get off work in the afternoon.

"You said someone is looking for me, who is it?"

"Ah, he is a tall and handsome man, Maia, did you steal someone behind Igor's back?" A familiar colleague chuckled.

"Go." Maia hit her.

"Really, Maia, life is short, haven't you heard? The earth may be destroyed tomorrow. If such a man comes to me, I will definitely pounce on him regardless of my own safety."

In this small town, when it comes to the invasion of time giants, it still seems like something that happened on TV. There is a sense of absurd unreality, and no one knows when the next time will come.

They only know that life should be lived, and if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up.

Those people in the news seem to always only appear on TV and never come around.

"Igor is here to pick me up. I'm leaving." Maia put on her red woolen coat.

Even though she is middle-aged and in her forties, Maia still looks gorgeous after changing her clothes.

Her husband, Igor, is a small man, honest and obedient.

Everyone is curious about how such a man managed to catch Maia.

But Maia never mentioned her past, so everyone could only guess.

Maia walked to the door and saw a tall figure sitting on a bench on the side.

She felt slightly familiar, but before she could think about it, Igor had already driven the car over from the parking space.

In fact, it's not far from here to home, at most one kilometer.

But for so many years, Igor almost never came to pick her up every day.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Maia complained about things in the hospital, and then she saw something in the back seat.

"What's this?"

"You have been in a bad mood these days, so I prepared a candlelight dinner." Igor said, "I hope it can make you feel better."

Maia turned to look at the back seat and saw that the back seat was filled with flowers.

A smile appeared on Maia's face, but the smile quickly froze.

She saw a tall man wearing a peaked cap standing on the roadside.