What happened last night is not worthy of praise.

Massacres, fights, flights.

There is nothing to sing about.

There was no soul left of the dead, and all that was left was a ruin.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The army green camouflage uniform, half of his body peeking out from the open roof, the outline of the man's face is resolute.

He stared at the Qiē in front of him with his eyes wide open.

The blackened city could have been renamed 'Ruins', the fire of last night had been extinguished, and the city had lost its original vitality after the fire.

Looking far away, there is not a single life that can be saved.

"Quack ......!"

The smell of carcasses attracts birds that should be dormant in the winter, and the city has prepared plenty of cooked food for them.

The man standing in the car couldn't describe the picture in front of him, and the only word he could think of for his level of education was 'hell'.

"Gross~!"

The driver of the car was a rookie, and he had never seen any big scenes, and he vomited directly under this scene in front of him.

The stench of vomit mingles with the stench that fills the city, smelling like the smoke of sanitation workers burning piles of garbage on a winter day.

It's just that what is burning in the city is not garbage, and they are not sanitation workers driving in this ruin.

They had received orders from above to come on a rescue mission.

The order was received in the early hours of the morning, and the contingent that had arrived from the nearest barracks was supposed to be the first army to march into the ruins.

The overly concise orders only conveyed the messages of 'rescue' and 'Zhangxian', so they brought only the simplest tools, most of which were digging tools.

The above statement is a natural disaster, and the most common natural disaster should be floods and earthquakes, and when they feel the county seat of Zhangxian County, they find that things are not simple.

It looked like a fire that had swept through the city.

Firefighting is not the profession of the military.

And there are no fires to be extinguished here.

The things that should be burned have been burned, and the things that can't be burned have been changed beyond recognition, and no one can connect the qiē in front of them with the original county seat of Zhangxian County.

The bustling 'Golden Light Sanhuan' has turned into 'Black Rock Three-foot Cold', and the army cars can't see the signboard upstairs clearly when they pass by the door.

The man standing in the car only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he got back into the seat of the car and hugged his coat to his chest to keep warm.

It was still snowing, and a shallow layer had accumulated on the front cover of the car.

There was a layer of black mixed in the snow.

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The town of Pumice Stone was quiet in the early morning, and last night's snow had laid a thin layer on the ground, and with the whiteness and coldness of the snow, no one on the street wanted to be the first to go out.

"Whew~!"

In a noodle shop in the town, a pair of men and women ordered noodles became the first business of the noodle shop today.

The noodles are just simple cabbage noodles, and the fat used to boil the oil is shrunk into small strips and lies in the noodle soup. Because the amount of meat is so scarce, this noodle can only be called 'snow cabbage noodles' instead of 'snow cabbage shredded pork noodles'.

It's the cheapest and most humble noodle in the shop, but it's just that the kind of food makes the woman sitting in the seat holding the noodle bowl gobble it up without regard to her image.

"Boss, another bowl. ”

The woman sitting here eating noodles is naturally Xiaomei, but who is sitting opposite her instead of Mo Ye? Feeling that a bowl of noodles has bottomed out, Mo Ye waved his hand to the boss who was sitting on the side who was busy with the day's preparations.

"No~!No need!"

Xiaomei swallowed a mouthful of noodle soup, then put down the bowl, and she hurriedly stopped Mo Ye's movements.

"It's okay, I want to have another bowl too, I can't let you watch me eat it, right?"

Mo Xie Dao, but the bowl in front of him obviously had a small half of the noodles left, which greatly reduced the persuasiveness of his words.

"Good...... Well......"

The advantage of being handsome is that you can make others ignore the unreasonable aspects of what you are doing.

Just like Mo Xie, the guy who came to visit the orphanage early in the morning, Xiaomei didn't doubt his true identity, and even took Mo Xie out to eat noodles.

Of course, this is by no means simply because of Mo Ye's appearance, in fact, it is more because Xiaomei was in a state of fasting and did not wake up before.

After a bowl of noodles, she suddenly sobered up a lot.

(IQ on the line.) ）

"Mr. Mo Xie, you stayed in the orphanage to record that I saw some, I really didn't expect you to be like this. While the second bowl of noodles was still in the pot, Xiaomei combed through her memories and said to Mo Xie, "I didn't expect that there would be such a handsome guy in our orphanage." ”

Xiaomei is a straightforward girl, but she got something wrong.

First, the records that Mo Xie left in the orphanage were basically his black history, and those black histories were the same as the process of strengthening his bloodline this time, which Mo Xie himself did not want to mention at all.

Second, Mo Xie was not a handsome guy when he was still in the orphanage, and he didn't even have anything to do with the word 'handsome'.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to stay in an orphanage a long time ago, and he wouldn't still be a loser who hasn't even been in love when he comes out of college.

In this face-watching society, Mo Ye has never been very open-minded.

Therefore, although Mo Ye who was mentioned in the past did not move on his face, he was a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Tut...... Those black histories......

"Ha, it's all old, I can't even remember it clearly, after all, I'm usually very busy, otherwise I wouldn't know that I would have time to visit the orphanage now. ”

Mo Xie diverted the topic without a trace.

"Ah, that's what I'm saying, like you're so generous, it's estimated that you're also a character outside, I don't know what line of work you're doing?"

Xiaomei was indeed bypassed by Mo Ye, but this question was also what she wanted to know.

Tens of thousands of dollars at once, such a rich man - and a rich man from an orphanage - is likely to bring a long-term aid to the orphanage.

"Ha, I'm just a hard worker, if I'm lucky, I can make some money if I meet a kind boss, if I meet an unkind guy, I guess I'm still asking for a salary. ”

Mo Xie smiled, his words were half-true.

It is true that he is a 'wage earner' under the name of the Holy Codex, but what he earns is not money but points

(l~1`x*>+``+