Su Yao watched Tang Ling thinking without interrupting him, but patted him on the shoulder, strolled to the window, and lit another cigarette: "I'm actually surprised that you fell asleep so quickly, and even... I experienced a dream successfully, and the injury didn’t look serious.”
Su Yao's tone softened, sounding a little scared and a little relieved.
But his back was turned to Tang Ling, and Tang Ling couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could not help but feel a little strange in his heart. Why did the tough-talking Uncle Su Yao speak like this
And it seems that I have a similar emotion to my mother-in-law. Is it an illusion
But Su Yao didn't seem to want to continue talking. Instead, he turned around and looked at Tang Ling with a serious expression: "Anyway, kid, please remember. Although dreams are dangerous, men in this era can only survive if they shrink back." ”
"Are you willing to live?"
"No, that's absolutely impossible." Tang Ling's expression also became serious.
"Then, even if you die while dreaming, please never back down." As he spoke, Su Yao opened his mouth again and showed his signature smile.
will die? Although Tang Ling had some guesses, his heart beat two points faster after getting a definite answer from Su Yao.
Sure enough, not only injuries, but also death in dreams will be reflected in reality.
"Are you scared?" Su Yao asked Tang Ling in a mocking tone.
"No, I just told myself that I can't die, no matter what." Tang Ling's tone was very calm, but the firmness in his words could not be shaken.
"Okay, very good. In this era, no matter why, having the courage to live is the greatest bravery." Two thick lines of smoke came out of Su Yao's nose. As he spoke, he stood up and gestured Signing Tang Ling to wait, he walked out of the room.
In less than three minutes, Su Yao returned to the house again, this time holding a backpack in his hand: "Boy, don't say I'm stingy, these are your clothes for the next three years. I think a boy doesn't need to be so particular. ”
"Change on and come out with me." Su Yao's tone left no room for doubt.
Tang Ling took the backpack and felt mixed in his heart. Ever since he could remember, his mother-in-law had always taken care of things like clothing.
Opening the backpack, there were about three sets of clothes and several pieces of underwear, ranging from thin to thick, not much, but definitely enough for Tang Ling.
Picking up the clothes, Tang Ling put them on silently. It was the first time in Tang Ling's life that he felt the soft texture of the fabric against his skin.
So, it's luxury.
And these luxurious and considerate things were actually thought of by Su Yao, a rich and powerful man.
In the safe area, wearing the grass stem clothing of the settlement is very conspicuous after all.
Tang Ling was not good at expressing himself, but he unintentionally raised Su Yao's status in his heart.
**
It was already dark in Safety Zone 17.
But unlike the settlement, because the high wall blocks the raging cold wind, the coldness of the night is no longer so unacceptable.
Therefore, people's activities cannot be restricted.
The yellow lights of the stars lit up, bringing light to the safe zone together with the purple moon in the sky.
People walking in twos and threes on the slightly uneven streets seemed very happy.
They had many places to go, including restaurants, wine shops, and even some places where Su Yao didn't want to tell Tang Ling what he was doing.
In short, such a night gave Tang Ling a shocking feeling.
It turns out that the night in the safe zone is not only safe, but also has many other new things. After dark, the pleasure begins.
"Actually, this is just a bad place." Su Yao spat with disdain and glanced sideways at the man standing next to him, staring enviously at the cigarette hanging from his mouth.
The man swallowed his saliva and ran away in despair.
After all, Su Yao's domineering muscles and giant body were not something he could challenge.
Tang Ling found all this very vivid inexplicably, at least the resources in the safe zone were also so unequal.
Of course, Su Yao didn't know what Tang Ling was thinking, so he took Tang Ling's shoulder and pulled him into a relatively clean and quiet street.
This street is so different. There are no tall or short buildings made of black rocks on both sides of the road.
There were no crowds, just soldiers in blue uniforms standing quietly on both sides and neatly trimmed trees.
It was very bright here, because there were street lights every ten meters, so as soon as Tang Ling stepped into this street, he saw another tall wall from a distance.
It is not as thick and tall as the walls of Security Zone 17.
But the entire wall glowed with a strange metallic luster, giving people a sense of indestructibility. Through this wall, Tang Ling saw the familiar spire of the Babel Tower and the outlines of some tall buildings.
It was no different from what I saw on Xiaoqiupo, but the distance was much closer.
All this obviously made Tang Ling wonder, what does the wall within the wall represent
Su Yao obviously had no interest in explaining, and just led Tang Ling forward with a long stride. The soldiers on both sides showed no intention of stepping forward to ask.
"Take it. This thing cost me a lot of credit points. You have to pay me back in the future." Su Yao took out an oval-shaped badge from somewhere and handed it to Tang Ling.
Tang Ling took it. The badge was off-white, not transparent, and had impurities, but there was a letter - I engraved in the center of the badge.
Tang Ling, who had recovered some memories in the mystery shop, was no stranger to this letter, from its pronunciation to its connotation.
It even reminds me of a word in a language—Inner, internal
What does that mean
While thinking, Su Yao had already pulled Tang Ling to the high metal wall. There was also a huge metal door here, which was even more shiny than the entire city wall.
Tang Ling's precise instinct began to calculate subconsciously, but he couldn't get any answer. How much power was needed to break it.
After all, precision instinct also has great limitations for unfamiliar elements.
"Proof of identity." An indifferent voice interrupted Tang Ling's thoughts.
Looking up, he saw the purple armor and the standard sword. Tang Ling's heart suddenly tightened, and then there was a burst of cold anger.
It's the Purple Moon Warrior.
Nowadays, they are no longer Tang Ling's idols, but cold executioners.
But this didn't mean that Tang Ling would show any emotion. Those who couldn't restrain themselves in the settlement would have died in the belly of the beast long ago.
"Do I need it?" Su Yao narrowed his eyes, and the aura he showed so naturally made the Ziyue warrior couldn't help but take a step back.
But Su Yao didn't seem to want to embarrass the Ziyue warrior, and raised his chin to Tang Ling: "Give it to him."
Tang Ling didn't say anything, but obediently handed over the oval badge.
Su Yao grinned, as if he was admiring Tang Ling's cleverness, and the Ziyue warrior took the badge, walked to the side of the door, and swiped at a machine with a flashing red light.
Above the metal door, an entrance was automatically opened that could allow an adult to pass through.
After taking back Tang Ling's badge, Su Yao pulled Tang Ling straight into the door.
The moment Tang Ling saw the dullness behind the door, Su Yao exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "This era is very dull. Sometimes it makes me feel close to the universe, and sometimes it feels like I have returned to barbarism."
(End of chapter)