Ning Gu really rarely sees Lian Chuan's big expression, let alone a surprised expression. People like Lian Chuan who live only to live, besides being called a small trumpet, actually Could there be something that made him uncontrollably surprised
"What's the matter?" Ning Gu immediately leaned over and glanced at the piece of paper twice, and saw the three lines of words that he didn't know but should be able to trace for the 800th time.
"It's a bit too coincidental," Lian Chuan looked at the piece of paper, "How could there be such a coincidence."
"What kind of coincidence?" Ning Gu said, "Will you die if you don't play tricks?"
"No." Lian Chuan replied, continuing to look at the paper.
Ning Gu stared at him: "Since you won't die, can you tell me a little bit!"
Lian Chuan put the paper on his knee, pointed to it and read it to him word by word.
"The savior?" Ning Gu grasped the point first without any surprise.
Probably because these three words don't need to be combined with the context to understand what they mean, and he has been adding this title to himself for a long time, and he is very familiar with it.
"Who is the savior?" Ning Gu pinched the piece of paper, "Does this mean that there is really a savior... What's the matter with this man, I don't even tear the whole thing, just a small corner..."
"Did Lin Fan mention the savior to you?" Lian Chuan asked.
"No," Ning Gu glanced at him, "How could he say such childish words."
"I thought you didn't know." Lian Chuan said.
"I don't know what?" Ning Gu was stunned, "Is it naive? I know, I like being so naive. Why, do you have any opinions?"
"No." Lian Chuan took the piece of paper and turned it over for a while, "Then have you ever seen handwritten things at Lin Fan's place? Or his handwritten things."
"I haven't seen it before, his room is full of books printed with that kind of words... Do you think it was written by Lin Fan?" Ning Gu took the paper, "Do you think he let me see it on purpose? Not really Maybe… "
"Didn't he remind you all the time before?" Lian Chuan said.
"You've been in a ghost town, and you know how strong the wind is," Ning Gu said. "Isn't the chance that such a piece of paper will be blown right to my feet when it's placed on the tongue is a bit too low?"
"A torn piece of paper was torn from something that seemed to be recording some event. It happened to be torn to the word 'savior', and it happened to be picked up by a person who claimed to be the savior every day. I opened something that is said to be opened only by the savior..." Lian Chuan leaned against the cave wall, "The probability of this is not very high."
Ning Gu looked at him, and it took a long time before he took a "hissy" breath: "Why does it sound like you're scolding me?"
"State a fact." Lian Chuan said.
"What fact?" Ning Gu frowned.
"It is a fact that some people say that they are the savior every day." Lian Chuan said.
"Still scold me." Ning Gu confirmed.
"Then scold," Lian Chuan glanced at him, "Do you have any opinions?"
"No for the time being," Ning Gu leaned next to him, "I don't care about my opinion right now... What about the first two sentences? What's unbelievable? He seemed surprised, what code, brain... brain what? Brain? What's the brain? gone?"
"I lost my mind," Lian Chuan said.
"Lian Chuan!" Ning Gu turned his head and stared at him, "What do you mean!"
"Code," Lian Chuan closed his eyes, "Code, code is indeed closely related to us. Everything in the main city is arranged by the system. The system decides day and night, the system decides whether the sun is bright or dark, and the system decides what we eat. What's the smell... Do apples really taste like that? Are oranges really sweet? Or... "
"Is sweet really sweet?" Ning Gu understood what he meant, "Is it really sweet or is the system telling us it's sweet?"
"It's like a dream," Lian Chuan turned his head and looked at him, "Can you taste the taste in the dream? No, but you can know what it is when you eat it. When you see the purple ration, you know it's grape flavor , because your brain tells you that purple smells like grapes."
"What does that have to do with the piece of paper I picked up?" Ning Gu asked.
"... It doesn't matter." Lian Chuan said, "I'm just talking about another message on the piece of paper."
"Oh." Ning Gu responded.
"But if you really want to find a relationship, I can also make one up for you." Lian Chuan said.
"Then make it up." Ning Gu said.
"The code determines that the savior picked up the savior's piece of paper," Lian Chuan looked at him, "you picked up the piece of paper is a set event, if you don't pick it up, the piece of paper might float over and over again, from there Pass."
Ning Gu opened his mouth halfway, and looked at him in shock: "You made it up a little scary."
"Eat something." Lian Chuan stood up and walked to the table. "After eating, I will go to the poet. You wait outside that hole. If something goes wrong with me, you can pull me back."
"Now?" Ning Gu stood up quickly, rubbing his legs that were only starting to regain strength after being numb from Lian Chuan's pressure, "Are you in a hurry?"
"The poets have come to you," Lian Chuan said, "If you're not fully awake, you're about to wake up. It's safer to be active than passive."
"Why don't I go," Ning Gu said, "Every time he comes, he always looks for me. I have the ability of Qihang, and he asked me who I am. In case I can't pull you out..."
"Taking the initiative to look for him means not giving him a chance to choose," Lian Chuan said. "If you go, you will be the only one who enters consciousness. If there is any problem, I won't be able to get in. Do you understand?"
"Understood," Ning Gu looked at him, "Are you afraid that I will die in it? I'm so touched."
"This sentence sounds like a curse." Lian Chuan lowered his head and took a box of rations and opened it.
When the ground shook again, Nine Wings had just repaired his foot, and he hadn't completely cut off the part that melted with the pipe.
The material of the pipe was better than those in Lost Valley. He kept a part of it to make his attack power stronger, and he stood up a little higher out of thin air.
"What's wrong?" Fu Lu ran over in panic, "Is the crack coming again?"
"Go up and have a look." Nine Wings said.
Fulu and Shouxi turned around and ran towards the nearest exit with a few little bats.
The people from the cleaning team outside the exit had already set up camp, cut the black iron with bat tools, and built several layers of bunkers.
"What's wrong?" Shouxi ran out and asked, "Has it cracked again?"
"Yes." The compass pointed in the direction of the Black Iron Wasteland.
In the distance, a bright flame surged and danced, slowly moving towards the main city along the cracked ground from the depths of the Black Iron Wasteland.
This crack was parallel to the previous one, but closer to the Valley of Lost.
Many bats jumped out from the exit, squatting on the wasteland and watching the soaring flames in the distance.
"Why is there fire here?" Ning Gu said, "The ghost town is full of lightning."
"I don't know," Lian Chuan looked in the direction of the main city, "These may be two completely different places."
"Did the ghost city be missed?" Ning Gu suddenly turned his head, leaned into Lian Chuan's ear and lowered his voice, "Whether it's the main city, Lost Valley, or the Black Iron Wasteland, there are no aborigines, right? "
"En." Lian Chuan responded.
"If the old ghost didn't lie," Ning Gu kept his voice down, "Is the ghost city a corner that was missed when it was destroyed last time?"
"Maybe," Lian Chuan said, "so now they are connected and destroyed together."
Ning Gu looked at Lian Chuan, this conjecture that shocked him, Lian Chuan looked calm after hearing this.
"Are you surprised?" He couldn't help asking.
"Surprised." Lian Chuan said.
"...OK." Ning Gu nodded.
The fissure still stopped at the edge of the black iron wasteland outside the main city, and it was pressed in a little further than the previous fissure.
Lian Chuan looked at the scene in front of him, but couldn't tell what he felt.
It's like the hand holding the revolving lantern, drawing a path on the ground, one, two, maybe three, four... Eventually, one will pass through the main city.
Those fires will burn in the main city, and those residents who have nowhere to hide will be reduced to ashes in the fire.
First the people, then the house, then the whole city.
How many cracks will there be
Will anyone survive
Ghost Town, or Lost Valley
"Go in." Lian Chuan turned around.
Ning Gu suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, his voice trembling: "What is that?"
The bats all around shouted, and the sharp metallic sounds joined together.
Lian Chuan turned his head, and the sky above the main city has changed.
For a long time, the sunlight has been like a net, blocking the intrusion of the black mist, and supporting a clear sky for the main city, although apart from the light, when you look up, you can't see anything else.
The day is pure white, the night is pure black.
But now, in the dusk of the main city, the sunlight in the sky seemed to be torn open, and something slowly sank in from the outside.
"Is it an exit!"
"It must be the exit!"
"It has appeared! The exit has appeared!"
"There really is an exit!"
Guangguang was lying on the hammock on the second floor, the shock just now knocked off the wall skin on the ceiling, and she was covered in debris.
Hearing the continuous shouts that suddenly appeared on the street outside, her first reaction was to draw the weapon that Li Liang gave her from the hidden pocket under the hammock.
But today's shouts were something that Area C hadn't heard for a long time.
During this period of time, apart from the chanting of the preaching group that can be heard in the distance, there are only the sounds of fighting, exclamation, wailing, crying, and desperate curses passing across the street from time to time.
Every sound is shocking.
There is already a wilderness outside Area B.
And since yesterday, the patrols that have been picking up fugitives don't even show up anymore.
When all are fugitives, there are no fugitives.
She jumped out of the hammock, ran to the window, and peered out slowly.
There were many people standing on the ruined street downstairs, all of them ran out from their hiding places.
Everyone looked up, with shock written all over their faces.
After confirming that there was no danger, Guangguang poked his head out of the window and followed everyone's gaze upwards.
A huge translucent bubble slowly emerged from the sky-like sunlight, sank continuously, and hung above the northern boundary of Area B and Area C.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Guang Guang was so surprised that he lay on the window sill without moving for a long time.
It wasn't until there was a sound downstairs that she suddenly retracted her body, raised her gun and pointed it at the stairs on the second floor.
The first floor was completely in ruins, and after several raids, the second floor was almost damaged. If someone rushed up, Guangguang's only way to protect himself was to shoot.
"Me." A voice came up from the stairs.
"Uncle Fan?" Guang Guang recognized Fan Lu's voice, but he still held his gun and did not relax.
"It's me," Fan Lu stretched out a hand from the stairs, shaking it, "I'm alone."
Guangguang didn't lower his gun until he saw his whole body and made sure that his expression was normal.
"The weapon of the cleaning team?" Fan Lu recognized it at a glance.
"Hmm." Guang Guang nodded.
"That kid Li Liang gave it to you secretly?" Fan Lu smiled and looked around.
"I thought you were still in Zone D." Guang Guang said, "I don't have anything to eat or drink here now."
"I have it," Fan Lu said, "you can ask me if you need it."
Guangguang hung the gun on his waist, went to the window and half-drawn the broken curtains, so that the building looked broken from the outside, and it was not easy to reveal that there were still people living upstairs.
"What's that?" She looked again through the gap in the curtains.
"I don't know," Fan Lu said, "but it's definitely not an exit."
"Why do you say it's not an export?" Guang Guang asked.
Although she didn't think it was an exit, to be precise, she didn't really believe that there would be an exit, and it was even harder to believe that the exit would appear so brightly.
But when Fan Lu said "not an exit" in a very definite tone, she suddenly realized that she was faintly disappointed.
Even if you have made a choice that you will not regret, Xiangsheng is still the most primitive instinct in many people's hearts.
"Let's go," Fan Lu said, "whatever it is, follow me to the Valley of Lost, the boss asked me to bring some travelers there, and the cleaning team is also there."
"I'm still staying here," Guang Guang said, "I want to stay in a familiar place and be a witness."
Although it has changed beyond recognition, it is still a familiar place. I will remember what the collapsed house used to look like, the empty store once looked like, everything that disappeared, what it used to look like.
Fan Lu didn't say any more, took off his backpack, took out a small gun, and threw it to her: "I keep this for myself, I'll give it to you."
"Is there any special use?" Guang Guang immediately understood what he meant.
"It doesn't hurt you to die at all," Fan Lu said, "I've seen enough, and after I've witnessed it, I can use it if I want."
"Thank you." Guang Guang laughed, "I always thought that an old cleaning team like you, or the captain, wouldn't need such things."
"You think highly of me." Fan Lu also smiled.
"Like a ball, a transparent ball," Fu Lu gestured, "It looks so big from Lost Valley, but it should be even bigger if you look at it from the main city."
"There's nothing inside, nothing to see," Shouxi added, "not even a shadow."
"Did it land?" Nine Wings asked.
"No, it's hanging." Flow said.
Jiu Yi tilted his head and shook his finger at Hei Jie who was standing in the shadow: "Go to the main city and see if there is any movement in the main city."
Several black rings immediately jumped up the cave wall and disappeared without a sound.
Nine Wings stood up: "I have to go to the Chanting Vertical Hole to have a look."
"The poet hasn't woken up," said Flow.
"Wake up soon, the thing in the main city is different from the crack," Jiu Yi thought for a while, "It's like a trap, I have to ask the poet."
"He will be angry if he wakes up," Shouxi said.
"Am I afraid of him?" Jiu Yi spread his arms, "I'm afraid! Is he! Am I afraid of a lump of nothingness?"
Fulu and Shouxi jumped to his side together.
"You two don't need to go," Jiu Yi said, "You should be afraid of him."
"Not afraid." Fulu said.
"You go around in the Valley of Lost Way," Jiuyi said, "inquire and see if there is anything unusual down there, and ask the merchants to hand over half of the things they have on hand, just in case they won't die in a year or two …”
"It can be exchanged for a lot of money!" Shouxi shouted excitedly.
"I can give it to you idiots!" Nine Wings approached and roared.
When Ning Gu took Lian Chuan to Yinyong Shudong, he had no idea at all, not because he had no idea about the unknown that he was about to face, but because he had no idea about whether he could find a way.
After walking for a while, he could no longer understand.
He turned his head and glanced at Lian Chuan.
"Take the road sloping down to the right ahead." Lian Chuan said.
"How do you know?" Ning Gu asked.
"I know it from the map you've seen." Lian Chuan turned right and entered the slanted passage.
"That map," Ning Gu said, "who do you think made it?"
"It depends on whether you can find out from Nine Wings," Lian Chuan said, "The other person he doesn't want to meet is..."
Lian Chuan shut his mouth abruptly before finishing his sentence.
"Why..." Ning Gu shut up before finishing asking.
At the corner ahead, a leg slowly stretched out, a metal leg with a cold light.
It has to be said that Nine Wing's modifications are very subtle, if not for seeing Nine Wing's melted feet on the top of the tunnel today, Ning Gu would not be able to see where he has been modified except for the mask on his face.
Now that he showed it like this, he recognized it right away. After all, there was a cut pipe under his feet, but it had been cut into several small balls, and he couldn't see its purpose other than increasing his height.
"What do you want to know?" Nine Wings stopped in the middle of the road.
"Didn't you hear everything?" Ning Gu said.
"Where are you going?" Nine Wings asked again.
"Recite the vertical hole." Ning Gu said.
"Go to hell?" Nine Wings said.
"If I die, you will lose your share in the main city," Ning Gu said, "Will you speak?"
"The mine car tracks are all broken," Jiu Yi said, "It wasn't my people who broke it."
"Who?" Lian Chuan asked.
"Poet," Jiu Yi said, "or Jiongjiong, no matter who did it, it's obvious that he doesn't want people to go down."
"Then why do I want to go down?" Ning Gu said.
Nine Wings laughed, and the sharp laughter echoed in the passage, and it felt like it could go all the way to the body, which made people very uncomfortable.
"I'll take you down," Nine Wings turned around, hooking his finger pricks, "Follow me."
Nine Wings led them to an opening in the Chanting Shaft.
Ning Gu looked down, the cave wall glowing red was bottomless.
"Come out alive," Jiu Yi said, "I'll tell you who that person is."
"Do you mean what you say?" Ning Gu asked.
"Not necessarily," Jiu Yi thought for a while, "It depends on your mood."
Ning Gu clicked his tongue, raised his leg and stepped on the edge of the hole, and stretched out his hand in front of Lian Chuan.
Lian Chuan looked at him.
"Hand," Ning Gu said, "Pull it a little bit, what if it falls apart? There are so many pointed vertebrae below, if you don't hold me a little bit, what if I poke my head."
Lian Chuan reached out, took his hand, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him on the edge of the hole.
"Let's go," he said.
Ning Gu took off at the same time as him, leaping forward.