I don't know how long have been sitting, the whole dungeon has become quiet, one light and then one light began to go out, the whole world fell into darkness, but there were street lights shining, those street lights were not light bulbs, they were more like absorbed Fluorescent substances that emit shimmering light in the dark after light, their glowing yellow color makes the entire dungeon look dim, but it brings out a bit of warmth.

I stood up slowly and ran like crazy for some reason, the only sound in the whole silent dungeon was the sound of "bang bang bang" as I ran across the corridor.

I ran down the stairs in one breath, and stood in an empty square that was much larger than I looked above. I raised my face and looked up at the completely dark world. The dark yellow world seemed a little dizzy, as if breaking into Just as unreal as in an old yellow black and white photo.

I run around like a headless fly, as if only this kind of running will make me feel safe and not afraid, I am running alone in this quiet world, I don't know where I am, but I seem to see crops, I kept going along the road, I ran forward, the sides became narrower and narrower, and an upward slope began to appear. I ran up, and kept running, and finally, I saw a huge door, and I ran to the door, With a heavy push, the door opened with a heavy sound.

The wind immediately blew in from the outside, like a knife, and the dark world was boundless.

If you're thrown in an unfamiliar city, at least you know where to go home...

If you are thrown into the endless sea, at least your body will float back to shore...

If you were thrown in the Sahara desert, at least, you would die on Earth...

Now, I'm left in an unknown, barren world, how can I go home?

"Ah————" I finally, completely shouted out, tears fell in an instant, and I shouted to this vast and unknown world, "Ah——ah——" Until, My throat was sore, and I could no longer make any sound. I knelt down in front of this world and hugged my body tightly. After the tense nerves loosened, I completely collapsed...

What should I do, what should I do, what should I do...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Her long neck whimpered, and her wings seemed to have been healed, tied with wooden sticks.

I walked over to her, she lowered her head, and there were tears in her white eyes.

"We're...the same...are we...can't come home..." I asked her with a choked face, and she looked down at me for a while, then raised her face again and let out a long whimper: "Woo ~~~~~~woo~~~~~~”

"I really... can't go home..." I fell down in front of her, I didn't know how dangerous she was, but at this moment, I could feel that she was as sad as me, and we became the same end of the world. People, "Ah————I want to go home————I want to go home————" I also began to cry to the sky like her, like the door of time and space will hear my cry and open for me, my chest Once the seal was not opened, all the panic, fear, unease and confusion that had been deposited in my heart to the unknown world rushed out and turned into my cry.

"Woo~~~~~~woo~~~~~"

"I want to go home——I swear, I don't hate teachers anymore, I don't hate nine-year compulsory education, I don't hate high school entrance examinations and college entrance examinations, just let me go home————"

"Woo-woo"

"Please go home——ah——" I cried aloud in her whimper, under the silent night sky, my howl overshadowed her whimper...

Gradually, I fell to the ground while crying, hugged my body tightly, the wind was blowing on my face, it became colder because of the tears, tears wet my eyes, there were two moons, they told me coldly, Luo Bing, you have already No longer in your own world, you can only survive in this broken world.

"Woo~~~woo~~~" She also crouched across from me, wrapping her body tightly with her wings, we were weeping relative to each other, she looked at me and covered my body with that intact wing , with a touch of her warmth.

Maybe I’m tired from crying, maybe I’m done venting, I fell asleep beside this unknown monster. In the blurry vision, the sky is gradually turning white.

I wouldn't wake up if it wasn't for the cluttering sound.

"It's September, and the time when the sun hits us is about nine in the morning to four in the evening... The angle at which the sun hits our crops is about forty-four eight degrees. I'm going to add a few more mirrors. The angle of the mirrors is …”

I woke up in this babbling sound, only to find that I was actually sleeping in the arms of the monster, the monster was sitting, with his long legs crossed, forming a small nest, and I curled up in this nest, At this time, she was staring straight ahead, and she didn't seem to be too alert, as if she knew the owner of the voice.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up in her arms. She didn't look at me, but still stared straight ahead. She didn't seem to be on guard, but she also guarded against him.

Then I saw a vast plain that looked less barren and barren than the places I had seen before, because of the grass.

The grass looked sparse, like a shedding dog, and the wind blew the grass, revealing one, another small mound.

I raised my face to look at the sky, the sky was exceptionally pale, the sun was covered by thick clouds, turning the whole world blue-white, and in the blue clouds, I could vaguely see the faint crescent moon.

"So the number of mirrors I'm going to increase is..."

I heard the babbling voice, I lowered my face, followed the voice, and saw a boy sitting two meters away from us, sitting on a small mound, he had gray-blue hairHis long hair was tied up at the back of his head at will, and a few scattered strands of hair fell on the side of his face, flying in the breeze. Did it cross his lips, making him look a little slender.

He is wearing a linen robe that is somewhat similar to the Mingyou that healed me, with a belt around the waist, a large hood behind him, and a large cloth bag on the back of his body. At first glance, his outfit looks a bit likeThe Jada warrior in "Star Wars" is like a missionary in Europe.

At this moment, his right hand was scratching something in the air, and he kept talking about the data, as if he was calculating something.Suddenly, his left hand was raised, and he was holding a yellowed notebook, the kind that looked like a sketchbook, with three words written on the yellowed pages: Are you awake?

I was taken aback, is he talking to me while calculating?