The next morning, the parents' bedroom was quiet.

Ling seemed to wake up every day, went into the bathroom to wash, and went to the gym converted from the study room without going to the coffee table.

- Those scraps of paper, Ling didn't see them in the morning.

After two hours of muscle training, I took a cold shower with sweaty profusely, and my spirit suddenly became vibrant.

Ling heard his father's snoring, and his heart was slightly touched; Shaking his head and smiling, he wrote a note and pasted it on the door of his bedroom, changed into sportswear, and went out at nine o'clock.

Today is a slightly special day, for Ling.

During the day, the dome that envelops the city is almost transparent, allowing citizens to enjoy the blue sky and white clouds.

Ling and his classmates had made an appointment to play the game at noon, and after leaving the house a few hours early, he rode his bicycle in the direction of the edge of the dome.

A dome is an artificially built and balanced ecosystem, and the 'city of Saint-Garre' ranks among the top three in terms of area, economy, population, and cultural level.

Ling's history textbook says:

Two hundred years ago, the world's resources were depleted and the σ supervirus called 'I don't know how to read' was raging, and humanity fell into an absolute existential crisis.

As in many science fiction stories, humans infected with the σ virus have become a kind of walking corpse-like lifeforms, leaving only the instinct to survive, devouring each other and reproducing unscrupulously, accelerating the depletion of the already devastated earth.

What really happened to that dark history? Because the materials have been completely destroyed and the older generation has remained silent, people today have long been unable to see clearly.

It is only known that the surviving humans, under the guidance of the five Holy Families, built the original five Holy Cities of the Dome.

Yes, more than two hundred years ago, there were only five cities left of humanity.

The extensive use of nuclear energy resources, the emergence of material rewriting technology, and the leapfrog development of genetic science have gradually stabilized human life in the dome, and even a new crisis of serious overcapacity has emerged.

The five Holy Families, who saved humanity, at first ruled the new world with a policy of gentleness and established a new order.

The Holy Family encourages childbearing, uses the power of science and technology to accelerate childbearing, inherits the culture of the times and the 'flame of civilization', and encourages the human army to come out of the dome at the right time and use weapons of mass destruction to open up a piece of land for the revival of human civilization.

Since then, there seem to have been two directions in human evolution, one is to maintain the original civilization and enter the new era. On the other hand, there is the 'Infected Archetype' that has lost the 'Light of Reason' - the archetype for short.

Before the advent of mutant infectants, warfare was almost one-sided; Humans used a large number of machines to bury and chemically dispose of the corpses of the prototypes piled up like garbage, and cleared the outline of the original city, and began to build new domes and artificial ecosystems......

The word "holy" is the beginning of the new era, and these five cities have gradually become five countries scattered all over the earth.

Until, the variant infected body appears......

Disaster has once again befallen the human world.

From the attack on the three Tabernacles under construction to the fall of Saint-Gale, a holy city in former Europe, the all-out war between humanity and the infected has broken out all over the planet.

Prototypes were wiped out by newly formed human armies around the world, but in the process of being wiped out, these prototypes continued to evolve, with more and more types and numbers of mutations, and the prototypes learned to evade attacks from the sky and continue to multiply.

The war never stopped and continues to this day.

Most of the people in the Dome were able to live in peace, thanks to the fact that a small number of people were fighting with their lives against the infected, and they were always fighting......

That's what almost all editions of history books say.

It is very enthusiastic, and it also injects stable positive energy into the order and stability of today's society.

There are some long-standing and reasonable arguments circulating on the Internet, such as "the Holy Family is the creator of the infected", "the so-called ecological balance also includes the ecological balance of pan-earth species", and "the reason why genetic engineering has made great strides is precisely because human experiments have been conducted, and the failure product is the infected".

Unfortunately, the five Holy Families have long since retreated into the background, controlling all the lifelines of the economy, politics, and military, but they have not appeared in front of the people again, leaving these arguments with no targets to attack.

But only a small number of people believe in these arguments, and most people with orthodox education will regard them as heretics, believing them to be just rumors of careerists.

"Are the saviors always so questioned by those who survived?"

Ling muttered.

With his legs propped up, Ling's bicycle stopped at the edge of a bridge and took out the earphone strap that connected to his mobile phone.

Choosing a track that doesn't beat fast, I continued to ride towards the edge of the dome.

There is a mountain over there, and there is a forest on the mountain, and there is a public funeral parlor in the forest, and he has come to pay his respects today.

There were no tombstones in this era, and in order to save living space, the memorial also had a special platform - the memorial area on the edge of the hilltop forest, where there was also a stone monument filled with the names of the human heroes who moved the course of history, on a hillside full of flowers.

Ling rode up slowly along the road around the mountain, even if he was healthy, when he reached the top of the mountain, Ling was tired and sweating.

Looking up at the somewhat poisonous sun, he took out a few things in his backpack:

a somewhat retro iron kettle with wine in it; Some fruit, two boxes of ready-to-eat store bento.

Not far south of the road, the monument is tall and huge, towering above the hill like a windowless tower. There are warning devices around it, so you can't get close to it, let alone touch it.

On the other side of the road is a forest in which collectively buried urns are placed; Some vehicles were parked in the green space along the road, and many people mourned at the edge of the forest.

After parking the bicycle, Ling Xian bowed to the stone monument, which is a must for everyone who comes here to pay respects to their relatives and friends.

Behind the stele is the vista of 'Saint-Gall', and in a trance, it seems that this stele stands in the center of the city, supporting this dome.

"Hero ......"

Ling seemed to be a little emotional, straightened out his clothes, and walked towards the cliff not far ahead.

If the relatives and friends to be honored are buried in the forest, it is natural to go to the forest to worship. But if the bones of relatives and friends are unknown, the cliff becomes another place of worship.

The city of St. Gard has not experienced war for many years, and it is considered the center of human civilization, and it is also surrounded by several vaults.

There is a hidden tempered glass fence next to the cliff, slightly distorted in light, and the guardrail is almost two meters high, preventing this place of worship for the dead from becoming a place for the living to die.

Find your favorite location – in the shadow of the Hero Monument.

Sit down casually, arrange the fruit, unscrew the lid of the flask, open the bento box bought from the vending machine, and pick up one and eat it slowly.

"Teacher, I'm finally going to that death military school, and I'm not far from the goal you set for me."

Ling took a bite of his meal and sat there chewing slowly, admiring the vista of Garl City.

This is his favorite way to eat in recent years.

It was nice to have the company of the wind.