He was not good at dealing with people, and after consciously walking to the registration office, Lan Xia stared straight at the young administrator with a pair of dark eyes.

The administrator's eyes twitched imperceptibly, why did he have a terrifying feeling of being stared at by those eyes?

After looking at each other for a few seconds, and finding that the other party had no intention of speaking first, the young administrator consciously picked up the pen in his hand and flipped through the notebook on the table.

"Name." The young administrator asked calmly without the slightest emotion, two attitudes that were completely different from the impatience just now.

It is a serious, meticulous attitude towards the work.

And this is also one of the many advantages of the Yanxia base, no matter who he faces, as long as it is a problem at work, no staff will be sloppy, and no one will treat his work with his own emotions and personal prejudices.

Sensing this subtle change, Lan Xia's eyes felt a little touching, she never thought that the vice captain who was dying would be so good.

That's right, the vice captain of her family was originally like a god, like a fox, and rectifying these people is not the same as playing.

Lowering her head so that people couldn't see the love in her eyes clearly, Lan Xia gently lowered her voice and replied, "God." ”

The young administrator paused, and then wrote it down in the notebook.

Heroes don't ask where they come from, not to mention that these are not worth mentioning at all in the apocalypse, whether it's a real name or a fake name, it's just a code name.

"Abilities." The young administrator didn't look up. The serious attitude is like the kind of clockwork machine.

"Nope." Lan Xia lowered her eyes, now she really doesn't have any special abilities, her biggest weapon and capital. It's her zombie body.

"No?" The young administrator's indifferent face was finally torn apart.

"And how did you get down?" Sensing that the person in front of him didn't want to speak, the young administrator finally couldn't help but speak.

"Fell." Lan Xia slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at the young administrator sincerely, and replied truthfully.

Half of her face was obscured by the mask on her cloak, but the young administrator looked into those eyes and suddenly realized that this person was really not telling a story.

After noticing the strangeness of his thoughts, the young administrator subconsciously looked up at the steep slopes of the mountains in the distance.

Did you really fall? But your clothes aren't dirty!

For a moment, the young administrator was silent, quickly writing information in his hand. As a worker at the Yanxia base, he knows very well and understands the proportions.

"Please take out the ID sheet and I'll verify the information." The young administrator took time out of his busy schedule to speak.

Seeing the half-large screen that suddenly appeared in front of the young administrator, Lan Xia said that he was calm.

She is already an old man in the mountains. In the face of any kind of technology, she has to remain calm, but I don't know if she is a cameo now.

The Qiē in front of her is a stranger, and she is now completely a passerby.

A man who has been lost in history. A man who has been abandoned by the world.

"I don't have an identity sheet." The deliberately muffled voice makes people listen to it unrealistically. Lan Xia's brows furrowed slightly, it was really troublesome.

The corners of the young administrator's mouth twitched, he felt that he must have been unfavorable this year, otherwise how could he meet such a strange thing and such a strange person!

"Okay, I'll pick up my ID here in three days, and I'll wait at the guest house when I go in, and someone will pick you up in a while." The young administrator was completely out of temper. He said a few words to Lan Xia coldly and was going to let him go.

However, Lan Xia went and came back again and again: "I take the liberty of asking, what year is it tonight?" ”

The hand in the cloak trembled uncontrollably. She wanted to know the answer, but she wanted to run away from it.

The young administrator completely believed what this person said, and it is estimated that this person has been shuttling through the apocalypse as a lone ranger, otherwise he would not have been so excited to see the human survivor base.

Not living in the base, floating alone in the dim apocalypse, is indeed a memory that is easy to forget about time.

"Seven years in the future, you should know about the future, right?" The young administrator's attitude was much better, probably because of pity or something else, how rare it was to be alone for so long in the middle of the apocalypse.

Lan Xia moved forward in a trance, and the young administrator seemed to say something behind her, but she didn't hear it clearly when she was already immersed in her own world.

Only the phrase 'seven years in the future' has been replaying over and over again in her head.

Reminds her that she is the one who died six years ago.

No wonder, she can't understand today's technology, no wonder she doesn't know what year it is, it turns out that she has missed this world for so long, and she has spent so much time alone in a trance.

The hand in the cloak trembled uncontrollably, and it was a long time since I had experienced this feeling.

Forgetting time, and forgetting myself, I have lived in the world of zombies for so long, and when I come back again, it is full of strangeness.

Lan Xia knew that she was scared now, she was afraid that the truth was really cruel, time had already passed quickly without her inadvertently, and she was afraid that she would meet her former teammate again but not know each other.

Or even again

Wandering forward in a daze, until he had completely taken that step, there was nothing unusual about the long white bar at his feet.

And that thing is the most advanced virus tester right now, and all the T-viruses are hidden under its watch.

Walking past the gate, Lan Xia's expression completely returned to normal, and there was no more turmoil in his heart.

Ethereal is indeed very powerful, at least it has deceived the more advanced virus perception system in the next seven years.

After walking for a long time, when he saw the three words of the eye-catching red guest house, Lan Xia's footsteps didn't even pause, and walked quickly.

She didn't have much time, first she had to blend in with the higher-ups, and as for the people who knew where her body was stored, the only people she could think of at the moment were those former teammates.

I heard that my grandfather and mother are also here, if they are really at the base in the hot summer, then the two of them are her best breakthrough point.

She believes that her domineering mother will recognize her!

Shuttling through the crowd, Lan Xia focused on things, thinking about where to start, because she didn't care about the things around her, so she never noticed the scene around her that was already quiet to suffocation.

Only a white figure strolled through the crowd, strolling through the crowd that seemed to have pressed the silence button.

Fear, panic, joy, admiration, admiration.

How many emotions converged, and the white figure just walked casually through the crowd, but it seemed to be lazy, but in fact her speed was not slow at all, until she collided with another black figure with her head down and didn't care about the things around her.

Lan Xia, who had already recovered his senses, instantly felt the strength, but when he looked up, he met a gaze with an inquiring meaning.

Turning his head sideways and looking directly at that face, the face that was hidden by the silver fox mask, was 'Lan Xia'.

I didn't expect to meet her in this base so soon, Lan Xia's gaze moved down slightly, and when she saw the booster pad at the foot of 'Lan Xia', she showed a clear gaze, but she kept her head down and no one noticed.

The people around were all angry, but they didn't expect that this man in black would dare not apologize for hitting their 'Miss Lan'!

What a faux pas!

Sensing the sights around her that were about to condense into reality, Lan Xia lowered her eyes and quickly lowered her voice and said, "I'm sorry." He dodged into the crowd and quickly vanished.

Lan Xia, who was dressed in white and had short hair, lost his mind for a moment, and then withdrew his indifferent gaze and ignored the surrounding crowd and walked towards the gate of the Yanxia base.

It's just that she has a premonition in her heart, and a conjecture that she can't grasp can be caught flashing in her mind.

Why is the black figure just now so familiar? (To be continued......)