Traveling to another world, inheriting a mess at the beginning

Aarons knew that his memory would not be restored for a while, so he put it aside for the time being.

Although the demons had regarded him as a distinguished guest because Yalu recognized him as a brother, he did not want to eat for free here, so he really started to help others.

Unfortunately, the weak human body is not suitable for doing physical work - the demons here are generally about two meters tall, so their tools and equipment are much larger than humans.

"Here, it should be more convenient to use a winch."

"Oh, that's it... Brother Aarons, are you a technician outside?"

"It seems not, but I always feel that... I used to know someone who is very good at technology."

Since physical work can't help, Aarons used his brain as much as possible.

In just a few days, the production and work efficiency of the village increased by 10% - many details that the demons didn't notice at all were quickly optimized under Aarons' almost abnormal analysis and calculation.

"It's amazing. From the patrol route of the guard team to the planting plan of the village, you can actually give appropriate suggestions..."

"No, I didn't do anything. I just said a few words."

"A few words can help so much. We can't do it."

Since his sister Yalu usually doesn't move around in the village, Aarons followed Locke to patrol the village during the day. At night, he would leave the village and rest in a simple hut near the manager's residence.

Life here is quite simple and plain - the villagers of the demon tribe usually make a living by farming, and there are fish caught from time to time in the river running through the village.

Although the material is scarce, everyone here is hopeful.

"We demons have a long lifespan, so we don't really care about living conditions... But we can't live like this for long."

"... I'll try my best to help you."

"Let's figure this out ourselves. Oh, I don't mean you can't help, but... helping you might make it difficult for you."

Although Locke is already the fourth generation of demons, they still know what happened back then.

Even though many demons don't actually have any hostility towards humans, the war at that time still caused humans and demons to have an irreconcilable hatred.

And now, a thousand years later, they still have concerns about this.

"Okay, don't worry about these things for now. By the way, the manager notified us to ask you to go over there before. If you're fine, go find her first."

...

Although the manager has almost burned herself out in the past thousand years, the powerful vitality of the taboo level still allows her to stay "alive".

But she will soon face her real deadline - everyone knows this.

"...We must think of a way."

If the barrier outside the shelter disappears, the human army outside will immediately invade this place. Although the demons here generally have some combat power, they are unlikely to deal with the new equipment and weapons of modern humans.

So what can I do for these people who take me in? What preparations does the manager have for this?

With mixed feelings, Aarons soon came to the manager's residence on the hill outside the village-Ya Lu was not here today, so he could only go to see the manager alone.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me?"

"Don't be so polite, I'm just an old woman who is about to die, you can be more casual with your attitude."

The manager, who was as rotten as a dead tree, still leaned on the not-so-comfortable chair today, and the shriveled body looked as if it would break at any time.

Aarons learned some things about the manager from Locke and his companions these days-about two hundred years ago, the manager's body was actually in normal condition, and he could even move around in the shelter at will.

But after that, the pressure on the barrier became stronger and stronger for some reason, so her body quickly began to age and decay... until it became like this.

"That's too disrespectful. After all, you are a senior who has been guarding this place for thousands of years. And I am just an ordinary person who doesn't know who I am and has no ability."

"Hehe, little guy is really modest. You have helped those children a lot these days, so does this mean you have no ability?"

"... Do you know all this?"

The rotten dead tree with a terrifying appearance laughed a little harshly, but Aarons didn't care about it.What kind of disgust.

He just felt a little regretful - because as long as he saw the other party, he would know that there were some things that he could not do at all.

"After all, I am the foundation of this place, so I know everything that happened here. Little guy, I called you here today just because I thought you should have questions to ask me."

The administrator was right, Aarons did have a lot of questions to ask.

However, he didn't care much about his own affairs, but was more concerned about the future of this shelter - he didn't even realize that he seemed to have gotten used to this "putting himself behind" thinking mode.

"You are right, I just -"

"Let me ask you first, do the questions you want to ask include your own?"

Aarons was stunned for a moment after hearing the counter-question, and then shook his head calmly - he didn't understand why the administrator asked such a question, but he already had an answer for it.

"As expected... Hey, little guy, do you know why we built this place to protect the demons?"

"I don't know, I just wanted to ask you about this."

"...Because I made an unforgivable mistake."

Mistake?

When the manager gave the unexpected answer, Aarons' expression became solemn.

"Call it selfish or responsible, the reason why I am willing to guard those demons here for a thousand years...is just because I have hurt them."

"...Hurt?"

"During the demon war, I was a famous hunter-a person who was responsible for hunting demons."

Why would a person who hunted demons become the guardian of the demons...and burn himself as firewood for a thousand years?

"Hunter hunting demons? But you are here now..."

"Want to hear a story? Then find a place to sit down first, our story...is a little long."