"Why?" Anxin asked loudly.

"Obviously, Brother Anxin." Mika said with a pout.

"Obviously?" 
"Haha, how can you rest assured that brother, you have such a bad memory? America laughed, "Didn't that old man say, I'm sure Atlantis has always existed, just waiting for someone." Someone who can save Atlantis from that troubled plane. Do you understand, Brother Anxin, it's a person. "Ah, I just stepped into the ice field and my head was a little tight, and now I remember it completely. An Xin said with a red face.

"I wonder if this so-called person is one of us?" Mika seemed to be talking to herself.

"No, no, no way!" Miki-sensei categorically rejected Mika's hypothesis.

When he saw that everyone was looking at him, Miki-sensei continued.

"The general premise of the game. If this is a single-player game, then the probability that the player is the last savior is very high. But it's clearly a multiplayer game, and the seven of us entered the game together, so how do we pick out only one savior? After analyzing it, Miki spread her hands, "What about the others?" "Makes sense. Mr. Z said, "If there is only one savior, I would have thought of a suitable person." "What Mr. Z wants to say is Sister Li? Mika asked suddenly.

"Haha, yes." Mr. Z paused and continued, "You see, this Miss Lili is shrouded in too much fog. Her memories, her background, her experiences, her great strength, even her age. "Age? Oh, I see. Mika shook her little head and said, "Sister Li has seen Van Gogh, and although she looks as young as Sister Qing'er, Sister Li may have gone through many years. ”

"That's it. Miss Lili is the clue character throughout the game, and maybe she's the mysterious Atlanteans. Mr. Z said.

"So, our mission is to help Sister Li?" Migo thought for a moment and said, "Recall her memories and help her find herself, because she is the legendary savior of Atlantis?" "Now, we can only guess. "But I think that's it." "It must be so, I really want to see Sister Li right away. Mika clapped her little hand and said.

"Okay, the gold nuggets are almost picked up, let's hit the road right away!" Mr. Z said as he started the car.

With a roar and a slight shaking, the peculiar car started up.

"Haha, it's finally time to go, and the old man is really looking forward to what lies ahead." Miki-sensei said excitedly.

"Sister Qing'er, what are you thinking?" Mika asked suddenly.

"Nothing, let's go." Xiao Qing smiled and said, "I just think that romantic heart-shaped pond we'll see soon." "Oh, Sister Qing'er thinks that beautiful pond is in this world? "Yes. Those four paintings can be understood in this way. Where am I from? Who am I? What have I experienced? What am I looking for? Xiao Qing said softly.

"Listening to Sister Qing'er say this, it is really much clearer." Mika praised.

"Sit down, everyone, let's go!"

With Mr. Z's loud voice, the car slowly walked forward, and then walked faster and faster, leaving two thin and long traces on the ice field, which slowly disappeared like a wisp of green smoke.

……

I don't know how many times the gray rabbit has run past the giant mirror. The mirror was empty, with no sky, no ice, not even any color, like a piece of frosted glass shrouded in mist.

This huge mirror stands beside a shallow pond in the vast ice field. Why it stands here and what the significance of its appearance seems to be an eternal mystery. But the gray rabbit doesn't care about these things, it just wants to go to the pond and take a sip of hot water.

The light blue color of the pond seems to have been blessed by the gods, and even the water embedded in the vast ice field still exudes a hazy heat. It's a paradise for animals living the ice fields, but it's also a paradise full of dangers! 
At least that's the case for the Grey Rabbit. The gray rabbit near the pond slowed down, its two red eyes were spinning, and its two flat rabbit ears were standing up in a daze, it was carefully observing and listening carefully.

For a small animal like the gray rabbit, there are too many unknown dangers by the pond, and it is really a plate of "braised rabbit meat" in walking.

Through the eyes of the two ruby-like rabbits, the gray rabbit saw that the water in the pool was rippling slightly, apparently there was something "something" that had just drunk water not long ago, but at the moment the pool was empty. The gray rabbit is not in a hurry, and it obviously takes a lot of patience to be able to live in this ice field. Its two rabbit ears began to turn, trying to collect all the sound waves around it like radar.

Just as the ripples of the pond faded and the pond solidified back into a marble tabletop plane, the gray rabbit acted. It quickly rushed to the edge of the pond, the water reflecting its emaciated and decadent body.

That's right, the gray rabbit was so thin that its gray fur had partially fallen off. The vast ice field no longer shows its cruelty all the time. The gray rabbit has not found grass clippings for a day and a night, the ice field is poor in food, and all the animals that can live here have a good sense of smell in search of food. So the gray rabbit is taking a great risk to drink water this time, after all, he is also a good thing in the mouths of some animals. But it had to drink water, and in addition to being a little full, it needed the temperature of the water. In ice fields, maintaining temperature is just as important as getting food.

The gray rabbit slammed his head down, and the water rippled again.

The pool water was hot and sweet, moistening the tired body of the gray rabbit little by little. At this moment, it was very happy.

But it's also tight on this moment, because the next moment the problem arises.

With a whoosh, the gray rabbit fell. The sheer force carried it two meters away and flipped it to the ground. The two red rabbit eyes looked at the gray-white sky, and the rabbit's legs finally fell limply after two hard kicks.

A cold dagger stuck in its soft abdomen, blood slowly staining the ice field beneath its tiny body. The Grey Rabbit is dead, though it is very agile and has escaped sharp teeth and sharp claws countless times.

The sound of footsteps gradually began, and a young man dressed in rough animal skins as if he had come from the Stone Age strode towards the gray rabbit, and when he passed the huge mirror, he stopped, and glanced into the mirror, intentionally or unintentionally.

The mirror was empty, there was no sky, no ice field, not even himself.

The boy continued to walk forward, walking past the mirror, and his reflection appeared on the light blue water.

When the gray rabbit was lifted up by the boy, the blood had not yet run out, and the blood was also hot, just like the pool water that the gray rabbit had just drunk not long ago.

I saw the boy pull out the dagger, and with the blood gushing out, the boy put his dry lips on the wound of the gray rabbit, and sucked it up, and soon the rabbit's blood stopped flowing.

The boy sat on the ice field, cut off a rabbit leg with a sharp dagger, and after shaving the rabbit's fur indiscriminately, he began to tear and stuff it into his mouth. He devoured it as if he hadn't eaten for three days, even though there was still unshaven rabbit hair on the rabbit's leg.

This hairy and blood-drinking young man seemed to ignite the killing breath on the ice field, and with his beast-like gnawing, the bloody breath slowly spread on the ice field.

With a faint howl of the wolf, the first uninvited guest appeared, an old wolf with a lame leg.

Lone wolves are generally very vulnerable, and wolves that have been expelled from their pack often do not end well. The cunning old wolf understood this, but he was so hungry that his keen sense of smell allowed him to catch the smell of rabbits.

The boy was still eating as if no one was around, indifferent to the approaching danger, and at this moment a rabbit leg had already been swallowed, but his exuberant appetite was obviously not filled, and he actually grabbed the rabbit's head and gnawed it.

Blood slowly ran down the corners of his mouth.

In addition to the rabbit, there is a big one, and the lone wolf is very hesitant, but the gradually weakening nerves make it have no choice.

Fortunately, the big guy didn't find himself, and the lone wolf decided to attack from behind.

A rabbit ear was torn off by the boy, and at this moment his attention seemed to be all on the poor gray rabbit in front of him.

The lone wolf walked slowly on the ice field, trying not to make a sound, and as it approached, a sly light gradually appeared in its cloudy eyes, as if it had instantly returned to its most glorious years.

The lone wolf had already come behind the boy, and perhaps he could bite the other man's fragile neck with a leap of his feet, which was bare despite the troublesome skin on the boy's body.

The lone wolf was trying to calculate the distance, and the boy was still nibbling on the rabbit's head.

Just after another small step on its front paws, the lone wolf decided to act, but this time it didn't do it silently.

Maybe it's a moment of excitement, maybe it's a tradition that has been carved into the genes for millions of years, and this old wolf actually raised his head and barked before he acted!

"Whew~" Although its voice has been eroded by both time and physical strength, it looks old, and it may not even be heard by people ten meters away on the vast ice field, but the boy is too close to it after all.

The howl was not even completed, and the end of the lone wolf had come.

With a pop, the flickering dagger plunged directly into the old wolf's eyebrows, and only a faint trace of blood seeped out of the wound, forming a dark red circle around the blade.

The lone wolf did not move, nor did it fall until it died, it just barely stood on the ice field, like a butterfly suddenly nailed to the wall.

Only the mottled wolf tail swayed back slightly.