Chapter 711 Chapter 709 · "Will you still help me?"

"grandfather!"

   "Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa—"

  Su Mingan sat in the back seat of the truck, covering his ears. Beside him, Noah kept calling him "Grandpa". Everyone else looked at them with weird eyes, and even the co-pilot Sen turned his head.

   "City Lord, do you really have such a blood relationship?" Sen asked cautiously.

   "No." Su Mingan said angrily.

   "Sen, don't worry about Xiaoshuai, who knows what kind of strange play they are playing." Said Xi, who was driving a truck.

  Sen didn't dare to ask, so he could only turn his head back.

   Now, ten years have passed since the Battle of Dawn, and gray hair has appeared on Sen's head, but Noah and Xi are still young. It seems that Noah, Tretia, North Lisser, the faces of the nine seats will not grow old.

  Colorful nets are hanging out of the car window, and today is the time of the Fortune Festival.

   "Grandpa. Grandpa Akto, Grandpa Lewis, Grandpa City Lord..." Noah cried.

   "Okay, okay..." Su Mingan couldn't help but say. Even if he asked Noah to shout at the beginning, Noah shouted directly.

  Noah still kept: "Grandpa, you are finally back. If you call Grandpa, you can come back. I knew I would call every day. Grandpa..."

  Noah was confronted with Sen's team just now, and when he turned his head and saw Su Mingan jumping out of the soil, the two sides suddenly reconciled, as if Su Mingan was some kind of magical adhesive.

"Xiao Shuai, ten years ago, on the day of the end of the Battle of Dawn, you collapsed with a snap on the Celebration Square where hundreds of thousands of people gathered, and died on the spot. Everyone was scared to death by you." He said angrily: "Not only did the celebration banquet not hold that year, but instead, it took more than half a year for your funeral to be held, and no one had ever celebrated the blessing festival. The whole city is full of vegetarian food, and there are black and white photos of you hanging there. Now you go to the bottom of the Doomsday City building. , you can also see the ice coffin that kept your body..."

   A drop of sweat dripped from Su Ming'an's forehead. It seems that this is the third time that the public has held a funeral like this... The first time is the end of the second world, and one billion Zhai Xingren will do it for him. The second time was in Praia, where millions of soul hunters and islanders did it for him, and the third time was now, hundreds of millions of people from the freedom camp did it for him...

   "I remember that I left relevant information. If I die suddenly, don't worry about me, I may reappear in a few years." Su Mingan said.

   Who knew that as soon as he said these words, Xi seemed to suddenly burst into tears, with tears in his eyes:

"Who knows if you will cheat the corpse! Who knows if you have been in the City of God for so long, if there is any problem with your body, what if you really die! In the days when the Battle of Dawn is about to end, everyone I feel that it is almost impossible for you to survive in the city of God... No matter what, every time you die, we will treat it as a real death. You have truly left us for ten years! If you don't do this, one day we will What if you lose your respect for death!"

  Xi went into a frenzy, the car was silent, and the rest of the vehicles in the team drove past one by one. The sound of a bell came from afar, and a rolling field like a red wave swept up by the wind could be vaguely seen.

   "...Cough." Sen coughed.

  Xi took a deep breath: "Sorry, I'm talking too hard."

  Su Mingan shook his head, he turned on the watch on his left wrist, and checked the recent data of Doomsday City.

  A paragraph of text was organized by Yeya and turned into a concise paragraph.

  Su Mingan took a cursory look, and the situation was not good.

  [In the first year of the end of the War of Dawn (the 49th year of the cataclysm), Asa Akto died, and the post-disaster reconstruction work was carried out. 】

  [The second year after the end of the War of Dawn (50 years of the cataclysm), there were 89 vassal gathering places around Doomsday City, and the farmland produced two million tons of grain per month. More labor such as veterans join the basic manufacturing industry. 】

  【The fifth year after the end of the Battle of Dawn (53 years of the cataclysm), the post-disaster reconstruction work was completed. Based on the scientific and technological information left by Asa Akto, the laboratory has developed high-quality fertilizers, and the yield of sweet potatoes and potatoes has greatly increased.

   With the development of the sugar cane and sugar beet industry, the hunger problem of the people has been solved, and the era of human hunger that has lasted for more than 50 years has come to an end. 】

  【Marcia died of injuries in the post of Grand Commander. 】

  [In the eighth year of the end of the War of Dawn (56 years of Cataclysm), according to the weapons and equipment materials left by Asa Akto, people's firearms and ammunition have been revolutionized for the century. The laboratory has developed a high-end protective shield, which is almost comparable to the level of technology bestowed by the gods in the early days of the cataclysm. 】

  [In the same year, the first general election was held, and the leader named "Su Xiaobi" was elected as the second deputy city lord of Doomsday City. After Akto's death, he became the same city lord. The position of the city lord is always vacant. 】

  [The tenth year of the end of the Battle of Dawn (58 years of the cataclysm), the one-dimensional and half-invasion deepened, the sky turned blood red again, the outside temperature plummeted, the spring day disappeared, and a large number of invaders from other dimensions appeared again...]

  “…”

  Su Ming'an glanced over these histories.

   He remembered the smell of sweet potato porridge in the beacon gathering place when he first came to Kaiusta in the 32nd year of the Cataclysm. At that time, he and Lu were walking in the early morning. Lu said that he planned to become a reporter to expose the cruel deeds of the **** camp, but Lu ended up becoming one of the deputy city lords of the free camp Doomsday City.

  Personality is impermanent.

   He was also hesitant to reveal his Akto’s identity back then, but he inevitably took the path of Akto.

   "A lot has changed..." he said.

  The truck drove across the field, and some cities could be faintly seen in the distance. Today, Doomsday City is still the largest city of mankind, accommodating as many as ten million people, and many original small and medium-sized gathering places are gradually being built.

"There is a wind power plant over there, which is responsible for supplying electricity to the surrounding cities. Then there are food processing factories and breeding areas. Doomsday City now has a permanent population of 10 million, and the corps named 'Eagle Dog' is responsible for protecting the city's security. The commander is Cheng Luohe..." Noah pointed out the window and introduced.

  Chengluo River…

  Su Mingan remembered the eagle-eyed sniper gun boy he first met in the beacon gathering place 32 years after the catastrophe. Rough calculation, Cheng Luohe is now forty years old...

   The people he met for the first time, now everyone is twice his age.

   "Who is in charge of Doomsday City during the ten years I've been away?" Su Mingan said.

Noah was silent for a while: "It was ten years ago, a person who called herself Su Xiaobi. At first we were wary of her, but she was so powerful... Every decision was far beyond our level, and then the national election Held, she became the deputy city lord."

  Su Mingan was stunned for a moment. Su Xiaobi... Xiaobi?

  Xiaobi is clearly the agent of the City of God and the antivirus program in the two-dimensional world. What is she doing in Doomsday City to be the deputy city lord? Considering that she has hardly been out of the City of Gods, it is possible that it is just for fun...

   "Where's Tretia?"

   "Missing." Noah said, "And the dumb girl named Dong An'an in Doomsday City is also missing. The monitoring facilities have been destroyed, and we can't find any trace of them."

  Su Mingan nodded. Although Dong Anan was gone, the progress of TE2 had not dropped. It should be a normal plot.

   "How is the city of God?" he asked.

"It still maintains the original structure. There are too many high-end technologies in it, and it is still being analyzed." Noah said: "I don't know its situation very well. It is too far from Doomsday City... By the way, it has changed now My name is not called the City of God, but your name.”

   "That's it." Su Ming'an said.

   After sorting out Yeya's information, he found that the current situation of human beings is not optimistic. [Hewei] is eroding the last pure land of human beings layer by layer... If this continues, human beings may not be able to survive the catastrophe for 72 years.

   The deeper the dimension, the more resources the Dawn system needs to maintain. Before, [3D], which he had never been in contact with, was helping [2D] to supply resources. Now, [1D and 1/2] is in the transit dimension, and the upper and lower parts are not connected. They need to supply themselves with resources, resulting in fewer and fewer resources at the disposal of human beings. Heating becomes a big problem.

   The reason for the dispute between Noah and Sen is because Noah's men lacked heating, and many people were frostbitten. Noah wanted heating resources, but Sen refused. The reason is that maintaining the [one-dimensional and a half] dawn system also requires resource supply.

  Although Noah called Su Mingan "Grandpa", the problem was not solved at all...

   In order to complete the main task and drag humanity to the 72nd year of the catastrophe, Su Mingan must find a suitable means of energy supply to prevent human resources from being exhausted. This is a networked time flow, and if two dimensions collapse, all human beings lose.

  Su Mingan looked out of the car window, the back of his hand engraved with white tattoos was faintly hot.

   "Di-di-!" The car horn sounded, and millions of people flowed in the urban area. Vehicles whizzed past like a long dragon, and the high-brightness headlights were like sharp swords piercing the darkness.

The    truck had already entered Doomsday City, and Su Mingan saw a very conspicuous sculpture.

  —It was a stone sculpture in the shape of a fist, with the fist facing upward, the phalanx like a sharp sword, and the bones protruding outward, as if to smash the sky. Below the fist is a square obsidian pillar. Next to it is a statue of Akto, and the bottom is full of flowers offered by the people.

  The mental outlook of the people on the streets is obviously better than ten years ago. At least after the victory of the Battle of Dawn, the camp of gods no longer exists, and there is no more cruel burning at the stake.

   Ten minutes later, the vehicle stopped, and the familiar center of dignitaries stood in front of me.

  Noah and Sen went to argue about heating, while Su Mingan went all the way and returned to his room. He pushed open the door, the room seemed to be cleaned every day, and even the vases at the window were dotted with fresh lilies.

  The faint starlight shines through the black cloud to the windowsill, and the white petals seem to be shimmering. There was no electricity in the room, but it was very bright.

   "Xi, can lilies be cultivated in the city?" Su Mingan closed the door and said to the watch.

From the watch communication side, there was Xi's puzzled voice: "Lily? Maybe a few years ago, but now the environment is getting worse and worse, and it should be gone... By the way, Xiaoshuai, don't go to your room yet. , that room hasn't been opened for a long time, and it's full of dust now..."

   The room has not been opened for a long time?

  Su Mingan was slightly startled.

   But why did he open the door, the room was as clean as new, like it was cleaned every day...

  “…”

   A gust of wind.

  Su Mingan raised his head.

   Outside the pale white curtain, a figure floated in the night like a white bird.

The sound of the    flute penetrated the glass, and there was a fragrance of roses and lilies floating in the air. The man's eyes were still extremely pale, and his white hair was freely drawn in the evening wind, like the color of ice and snow in a gouache painting. Countless sources of light surrounded him, and he gently pushed the window glass to the sides.

  Su Ming was standing in the dark room, and the people floating outside the window seemed to glow.

  …Why are you still alive?

   This was Su Ming'an's first thought.

The    stream-like flute sound slowly dissipated, and at the end of the song, Lin Guang showed a very natural smile: "Good evening, Lewis, Happy Fortune Festival."

   "Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years." Su Ming'an said, "What else do you want to play?"

  Suddenly, Lin Guang bowed slightly, his white hair fluttered slightly like the feathers of a bird...

   "I invite you to [Tavi] as a guest, Lewis."

  Su Ming'an was surprised: "You mean the world where the [Hewei] who invaded this world is located?"

   "Yes." Linguang stretched out his hand like a gentleman, and seemed to have grown a lot: "Would you like to go with me?"

   "Okay." Su Ming'an said. He has been puzzled for a long time about the true face of [Hewei]. Are these things aliens or high-dimensional creatures that invaded the world?

  Linguang's face flashed with joy, but before he could get close, Su Mingan turned around.

   "Wait for me to ask someone to go with me." Su Mingan raised his hand, as if summoning a Poké Ball:

   "Come on, Su Rin."

  Golden light flashed, and a sleepy Su Rin came out in pajamas.

   (end of this chapter)