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Chapter 5
The off-road RV was galloping, driving all the way in the endless desert, with billowing smoke and dust rising from the rear of the car.
"Dididi-current speed: 307 kilometers per hour. Master, please note that the vehicle has exceeded the speed, the vehicle has exceeded the speed! Dididi-the current speed..."
The spherical brain "Xiao Bai" hovered over Fu Yucheng's shoulders and issued a warning of milky milk.
"I know, I have a headache! I am a patient who has just finished the operation..." Fu Yucheng rolled his eyes helplessly, reached out to change gears, and turned on autopilot again.
He licked his lips, picked up the cup next to him, and took a sip of coffee.
The inferior instant coffee was so sweet and nauseating, but he had to drink it—he just took two more potent anti-inflammatory and analgesic pills. Although he felt better, the medicine was particularly sleepy.
If there is another car accident, it is estimated that both himself and the kid around him will have to be buried in this big desert.
Fu Yucheng glanced at the boy in the passenger seat, who was staring at the vast and magnificent desert under the setting sun.
Under the extremely blue, transparent and pure sky, the stacked sand dunes are like still waves, glowing with soft gold in the bloody afterglow of the setting sun, stretching up and down to the sky.
The vehicle was moving forward quickly, and the heat wave rushed towards his face with the characteristic dry air of the desert, blowing the boy's hair into a mess, but he didn't care at all, just staring out the window.
Fu Yucheng couldn't help being funny in secret. This indifferent and awkward little devil, at this time, is like a little wild cat with furry hair, fluffy and messy.
He endured it for a while, but after all he couldn't hold it back, he reached out his hand and stroked the boy's head: "Boy, what is your name? How old is it?"
The boy's body stiffened a bit, and it seemed that he was not used to such physical contact. He tilted his head and tried to shake off the opponent's hand.
"Tsk, the hair is pretty good." Fu Yucheng didn't reluctantly, withdrawing his hand nonchalantly, and added in his heart-this kid's hair is soft and fluffy, and it is almost fatter than the bar owner's wife's fat orange. The cat is easy to touch.
The boy glared at him, then looked sideways out of the car window.
"I am fourteen." After a while, he whispered, "My name is... in the laboratory, they all call me the twenty-ninth."
Fu Yucheng was stunned, and then reacted - this awkward kid was answering his question just now.
"Twenty-nine? What kind of bad name... Forget it, when I didn't ask." He was a little speechless, "I'll call you kid."
"It's up to you." The boy stared into the distance, slowly widening his eyes, and couldn't help but whisper, "What is that?!"
"What's wrong? Don't make a fuss all day long." Fu Yucheng was startled by him, and turned his head and looked out the window.
Not far from the front on the right, under a huge sand dune, a giant snow-white skeleton is lying quietly on the sand.
The skeleton was seventeen or eight meters long and had been submerged by sand for a little and a half. Several dirty and thin gray-black hyenas searched back and forth in it, licking the leftover carrion on their ribs.
"Oh, that thing. That's the skeleton of a mutant monitor lizard. Well, looking at the shape of the lower jaw, it is almost a common red lizard in Kashgar, Xinjiang." Fu Yucheng said disapprovingly.
"Mutated monitor lizard?" The boy repeated it subconsciously.
Fu Yucheng raised half of his eyebrows, and his tone was a little surprised: "Have you never seen this stuff before? By the way, you have mentioned several laboratories before... You should not have grown up on earth. You are from the Empire Did you come from the ecological zone?"
The boy pursed his lips.
After a long time, he nodded very lightly: "Yeah."
"That's right. The ecological zone doesn't have these messy mutations. It's not surprising that you haven't seen it." Fu Yucheng stretched out his little finger and gestured, "The red lizard in Kashgar, Xinjiang, was only so big at the beginning. But the adult red lizard after mutation can reach 30 meters in length."
The boy stared at the snow-white skeleton in the distance. Huge, shocking, strength, beauty, death, cruelty...Countless contradictory vocabulary is vividly reflected on this skeleton.
"A while ago, I was working in Western Sahara and I ran into a monitor lizard fighting with a sand worm and almost hit my car." Fu Yucheng gave a slight meal, trying to whet the boy's appetite, "Guess guess, Who's winning?"
The boy just glanced at him, but didn't ask.
"Hey, you kid, you are not cute at all." Fu Yucheng muttered boredly, "Of course the monitor lizard won."
"Oh." The boy nodded. He stared at the fading skeleton in the distance, thinking in a daze.
This monitor lizard skeleton must have been a majestic behemoth before his death. But at this moment, the former desert king only had an empty skeleton left.
In the abdomen of the skeleton, a foraging hyena suddenly raised its head, looking at the transport truck with its turbid yellow-brown eyes, and suddenly let out a long howl, which was creepy.
Fu Yucheng couldn't help frowning: "It's so terrible, I hate hyenas. Most of the earth's creatures are extinct, but hyenas, mice, and cockroaches are alive and well."
"Mouse? Cockroach? What is that?" the boy wondered.
"Well, these are rare non-endangered animals on the planet, and you can't see them in the ecological zone. Don't worry, you can see it firsthand, it's a little surprise." Fu Yucheng grinned badly, Depress the accelerator with your foot.
A billowing smoke rose from the rear of the car, and the monitor lizard skeleton was quickly left behind, and finally disappeared in the rearview mirror.
The RV drove for a full four hours at a speed of nearly 300 kilometers per hour, and the huge bloody sunset gradually slanted toward the horizon.
Not far ahead, a gray-brown quaint boundary monument came into view.
"Finally it's almost here." Fu Yucheng twisted his neck slightly, feeling that he was going to be stiff, but the pain from the right lower abdomen made him dare not move significantly.
"Dididi-arriving at the dusk boundary marker, the vehicle is about to enter the dusk zone." The green light on the brain flickered three times.
This cement-cast boundary monument is three stories high, without any extra carved decorations, like a silent tombstone, quiet and majestic.
Obviously, the boundary monument is old, and the edge has been partially weathered, and it looks very dilapidated. The four big bloody characters of dragons flying and phoenix dancing on the tablet surface are quite clear-that is the crazy cursive body that no one uses now.
"Twilight Land".
"That is the famous Twilight Boundary Monument. The words on it are mentioned by Admiral Mo Hanchuan. It has been more than a hundred years." Fu Yucheng explained while turning the steering wheel, "After this boundary marker, it is the Twilight Zone. Up."
"Twilight Boundary Monument?" the boy murmured.
"You haven't studied this history? You should always know the lock day, right?"
The boy shook his head: "The laboratory doesn't learn this."
Fu Yucheng glanced at him before continuing to explain: "About two centuries ago, because of a terrible...accident, the earth was locked by the sun's tides—just like the moon always has only one side facing the earth. Since then, the earth has also There will always be only one side facing the sun, and there will be no day or night. The day when the earth is completely locked by the solar tide is September 25, 2116."
"This day is called the lock-in day."
"After the sun is locked, the side of the earth facing the sun - that is, the former Eastern Hemisphere, which will always be daytime, is called the eternal face; and the side facing the sun, which is the former Western Hemisphere, will always be night and is called eternal Night noodles."
The boy could hear the magic, and couldn't help asking: "What happened later?"
"The huge temperature difference between the day and night causes the moisture on the surface of Evernight to evaporate, flow to the surface of Evernight, and then form rainfall... During the long years, the surface ecology is gradually divided into two by the extreme climate, and the surface of Everday is formed. The huge desert covering the entire hemisphere-the new Sahara Desert, but Yongye Nian has become an ice-bound ocean-the devil's ice ocean."
"So this desert came like this?" The boy seemed to understand something.
Fu Yucheng nodded: "Most humans migrated to the central empire of Dyson Cloud near the sun before the sun was locked. You should have come from the empire ecological zone. The millions of humans who are unwilling to leave the earth because Unable to adapt to the extreme climates of the desert and ice ocean, we can only live a protracted life in the dusk zone between the two worlds."
"What is the twilight belt?" the boy wondered.
Fu Yucheng shook his head helplessly: "Hey, you kid, you really don't know anything."
"The twilight zone is a narrow ring-shaped boundary between the eternal day face and the eternal night face-40,000 kilometers long and 600 kilometers wide, just like a belt of the earth. From the evening zone, the sun Always still at the edge of the horizon, like a dusk that never ends."
"The New Sahara Desert is too hot, the Devil's Ice Ocean is too cold, and the twilight zone has a moderate climate, which is barely suitable for human survival... In order to survive, humans can always come up with solutions." He shrugged, "There are always more solutions than problems. ,Right?"
At this time, the RV has gradually approached the "Twilight Boundary Monument."
A closer look at this huge boundary monument is even more oppressive.
The four big scarlet characters "Twilight Land" on the surface of the monument stretched their teeth and danced their claws, and the pen was so sharp that they almost broke the monument. At the bottom right of the four large characters, there are two neat rows of small characters: "July 16, 2259 AD, Mo Hanchuan".
"Twilight Land...These four words are so majestic." The boy looked up at the boundary monument and said in a low voice, "July 16, 2259 AD, Mo Hanchuan."
Fu Yucheng also looked at the four big bloody characters in a daze, and suddenly sighed: "That was the handwritten calligraphy of General Mo Hanchuan. These are almost a hundred years old, but they are well preserved."
"Who is Mo Hanchuan? He stayed on the earth at that time?" The boy stared at the beautiful inscription under the monument, a little confused.
"Well, he too...he was exiled." Fu Yucheng paused, as if he was unwilling to continue speaking, "Anyway, the child has no mother. It is a long story."
He looked out of the window and changed the subject: "We have already entered the twilight belt. Kid, you look out the window, is it sunset?"
The boy followed the other's sight and looked out the window.
Sure enough, the huge bloody sunset dangled lower, and the circular lower arc formed a perfect tangent to the horizon, as if solidified.
"Sunset," the boy said softly.
After the boundary marker at dusk, the wind gradually became stronger, causing pain in the face. The daylight dimmed significantly, and the temperature quickly dropped to a relatively comfortable range.
The yellow sand on the ground gradually faded, and a large brown Gobi Desert spread out in front.
Sparse vegetation began to appear, and tall and short bushes, such as Populus euphratica, tamarisk, and camel thorn, flicked past the window of the car, leaving only an afterimage.
The off-road vehicle stumbled on the gravel-ridden Gobi Desert, and Fu Yucheng had to slow down and move forward with difficulty.
"Damn, I really have to upgrade the anti-shock system when I go back this time..." After a violent bump, he finally couldn't help but cursed.
"Dididi——Master, according to the to-do event record, this is your 52nd plan to upgrade the anti-vibration system. You are really efficient." Xiaobai milkedly reported actively.
"Shut up." Fu Yucheng said blankly.
Half an hour later, the vehicle rolled over a gentle slope, and suddenly it was suddenly open to light-it was a shallow and wide huge river valley.
"Damn, I'm exhausted." Fu Yucheng let out a long breath, "It's finally here."
He raised half of his eyebrows and made a very elegant welcome gesture to the boy: "Welcome to the human habitat-the parking lot living area."
The boy's eyes widened and looked towards the huge valley below the slope.
The river bed was half dry, leaving only a narrow and shallow stream in the middle, shining with a faint sparkle of water.
The wide valley floor on both sides of the riverbed was filled with tens of thousands of vehicles. At first glance from a height, it looks almost like a densely arranged matchbox.
These vehicles are diverse and dazzling, including various SUVs, vans, commercial vehicles, large trucks, container tractors... and even many ancient city buses.
Most of the vehicles are very old, although many vehicles are sprayed with bright and tacky exaggerated graffiti, it is difficult to conceal a sense of decay.
In addition to being worn-out, these vehicles have a common feature-they have been very complex modified to become RVs for people to live in.
The boy looked a little dazed.
After a while, he murmured: "This place...is the human living area?"
"Yes, this is the Zambu River Valley, which is the living area of Parking Lot 4. This parking lot has more than 12,000 RVs. The total population this year has exceeded 50,000."
As Fu Yucheng explained, he drove the RV slowly down the slope of the river valley.
"Because of various reasons, humans have migrated several times in the previous decades... The process is very tragic. So now, everyone simply lives in modified RVs, and it is convenient to drive to no man’s land to pick up things-there are many in the desert. Good things are well preserved. I told you that this off-road RV was picked up in an abandoned garage. Even in the entire parking lot No. 4, this car is considered very beautiful. "He said proudly.
The boy glanced sideways at him: "Parking lot number four? Is there any other parking lot?"
Fu Yucheng raised his eyebrows--this kid was cold, and although he didn't talk much, his mind was sharp.
"There are 23 parking lots with a population of over one million. They are distributed in the twilight zone of more than a thousand miles nearby. They are all under the unified jurisdiction of Hurricane Fort. By the way, Hurricane Fort was built by General Mo Hanchuan himself. It has a history of more than a hundred years and is very prestigious."
"Look over there," he lifted his chin out of the window, "the row of white windmills also belong to Hurricane Fort."
The boy looked out the window.
On the horizon of the distant Gobi Desert, a row of small white windmills slowly turned.
These windmills are arranged under the deep blue sky, starting from the far left side of the field of vision and extending to the far right side, seemingly endless at both ends.
"It’s far away here, it’s hard to see. The height of each of the row of windmills is more than 180 meters. Because of the huge temperature difference between Yongye and Yongday, the air convection at dusk is very special. Strong and very suitable for wind power generation-the electricity for the 23 parking lots is all provided by these windmills." Fu Yucheng turned the steering wheel, and the RV slowly drove down.
The boy looked at the row of distant windmills, and shook his head incredibly: "Twenty-three parking lots, millions of people, rely on these windmills?"
"Hmm. Boy, don't underestimate these windmills. They rely on powerful air convection and have a power of tens of megawatts. The length of the entire windmill belt is close to 1,700 kilometers. There are 1,200 windmills in total, enough for A medium-sized city has power supply." The fastest updated 72 literary network w~w~w.7~2~w~xc~o~m
As the two talked, the RV had slowly entered the "Parking Lot No. 4" at the bottom of the river valley.
The “Parking Lot No. 4” is extremely large, occupying the bottom of the entire Zambu Valley.
All kinds of bizarre modified RVs were parked properly, leaving narrow lanes horizontally and vertically, like pieces of tofu neatly cut on each side.
The boy leaned against the car window curiously and looked outside.
Compared with the cold and serious ecological zone laboratory, the living conditions here are obviously very difficult, but it is full of busy smoke and firework. 72 Literature Network first published https://www.72wx.com
It was dinner time. Some people set up a stove next to the van and cooked sweet potato rice; some were drying the bedding on the roof of the double-decker bus; others vomited a sputum from the window of the truck...
A pair of dirty twin girls, while sucking their thumbs, curiously watched Fu Yucheng's motorhome drive by.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from far away.