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Laura stood outside Jerry's tent, her anger and frustration boiling inside her like a suppressed volcano, ready to erupt at any moment. Her heart raced, each beat feeling like a thunderous drum in her ears, leaving her feeling inexplicably restless.
She marched towards the main tent, her steps quick and determined, as if trying to escape the unresolved emotion in her heart. Inside the tent, the books she had carefully chosen lay quietly, but now, they seemed like a pile of useless jokes to Laura, mocking her incompetence and fantasies.
She felt that her position in Jerry's heart seemed to have been greatly discounted, and her professionalism and passion were easily labeled as "the crazy girl who does research until she hallucinates." This feeling of being misunderstood and not being valued made Laura feel extremely frustrated and lonely.
She stood there, looking at those books, feeling a sense of inexplicable desolation. She had thought she could uncover the mysterious veil of history, but now she felt like she was lost in the endless river of history, struggling helplessly. Laura knew she needed time to sort out her emotions, perhaps needing to rethink what her passion and perseverance for history really meant.
Laura stood outside the tent, looking at the distant morning mist, feeling a complex emotion in her heart. She felt like she was at a crossroads, facing a difficult choice. On one hand, she firmly believed in the experience with the military token and the mysterious voice, thinking it might be the key to unraveling the mystery of Legio IX; on the other hand, she was also acutely aware that persisting in her viewpoint might lead to conflict with the experienced leader Jerry, affecting her position in the Archaeological team and potentially harming her future career.
Laura felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and defeat. She had always believed that as a historian, pursuing the truth and standing by her beliefs were paramount. However, when these beliefs clashed with the rules and constraints of the real world, she found herself having to compromise. She realized that in this field based on facts and evidence, her personal experiences and intuition were difficult for the team to accept.
This inner struggle made her feel exhausted. She began to question her own judgment, wondering if what Jerry said was true - that she was only experiencing illusions due to being overly invested in her research. However, deep down, a voice continued to tell her that those experiences were real and that mysterious force did exist.
In this state of mind, Laura chose to compromise. She knew that for now, she needed to temporarily set aside her infatuation with the military token and shift her focus to other archaeology work. This was not only to maintain her position within the team, but also to give herself a temporary refuge, allowing her the opportunity to calm down, reconsider, and reassess her position and future direction.
Laura walked slowly towards the other research tents, filled with frustration and deep self-doubt. She knew that even if she temporarily compromised, her pursuit of the truth would not stop. She hoped that in the future, she would find more evidence and support to prove that her experiences were not just illusions or dreams. However, at this moment, she could only choose to temporarily succumb to the pressure of reality, silently hoping for a turning point deep in her heart.
Pluto, the Legion commander, strolled through the spacious military camp under the guidance of one of his loyal officers. His pace was steady, his gaze firm, but his brow occasionally revealed deep concern. When the soldiers saw him, they would immediately stop their work, salute him, and greet him loudly, their eyes filled with respect and loyalty to the Legion commander. In response to these greetings, Pluto remained expressionless, but his eyes revealed deep contemplation.
His mind wandered to the upcoming mission. They had been staying in this village for nearly a week, taking necessary rest and supplies. During this time, Pluto carefully observed the surrounding geographical environment and local sentiments, trying to find tactical information favorable to legion. He was clear in his mind that the success of this mission depended not only on the combat effectiveness of legion, but also closely related to the terrain and the attitudes of the local residents.
The officer beside him continued to report the daily affairs of the camp, but Pluto's mind was clearly not on these trivial matters. His gaze sometimes stared into the distance, sometimes lowered in contemplation. As an experienced soldier, Pluto knew that the upcoming mission would be difficult and dangerous. His mind repeatedly pondered the various possibilities for the future, trying to find the best strategy.
Pluto knows clearly that every decision he makes will affect the fate of thousands of imperial soldiers. He silently weighs the pros and cons of offense and defense in his mind, considering the best time to strike. He knows that it is not just for the glory of the Roman Empire, but also to ensure the safety and effectiveness of his legion in completing their mission and returning safely in the end.
Furrowing his brow, the heavy burden in his heart makes him feel immense pressure. Every step in the future is filled with uncertainty, but as a Legion commander, he must show firmness and confidence. He takes a deep breath, smooths the wrinkles on his forehead, and continues his inspection. He constantly repeats his plans and strategies in his mind, trying to find any possible loopholes and uncertainties. He knows that once the action begins, there is no turning back. All of this is not only about the honor of the legion, but also about the safety of countless lives. He deeply understands the significant responsibility of this operation, which makes him feel unprecedented pressure.
Pluto stopped, looked towards the distant hills, and pondered how to complete the mission while protecting his soldiers. His heart was filled with respect for the land and its people, as well as sadness for the impending war. Taking a deep breath, he resolved to do everything in his power to minimize innocent sacrifices. As night fell, Pluto's figure appeared even more solitary and resolute in the glow of the campfire.
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