Su Yao looked at Tang Ming thinking, and didn't interrupt him, but patted him on the shoulder, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette: "I'm actually surprised, you fell asleep so quickly, and even went through a dream smoothly, and the injury didn't seem serious." I'm very...."

Su Yao's tone softened, sounding like a hint of fear and a hint of relief.

But he turned his back to Tang Ling, and Tang Ling couldn't see his expression clearly, but a trace of strangeness inevitably appeared in his heart, why did Uncle Su Yao, who wanted to speak hard, speak like this?

And it's like having an emotion similar to that of your mother-in-law, is it an illusion?

But Su Yao didn't seem to want to continue talking, but turned around and looked at Tang Ling, his expression became serious: "In short, boy, you remember." Although dreams are dangerous, men in this era, if they retreat, they can only survive. ”

"Will you be willing to live?"

"No, that's impossible." Tang Ling's expression also became serious.

"Then, even if you will die in your dreams, please never back down." As he spoke, Su Yao opened his mouth again, revealing his signature smile.

Will it die? Although Tang Ling had a guess, after getting a positive answer from Su Yao's mouth, his heartbeat was still two points faster.

Sure enough, not only the injury, but also the death in the dream will be reflected in reality.

"Are you scared?" Su Yao asked Tang Ling in a mocking tone.

"No, I just told myself I couldn't die, no matter what." Tang Ling's tone was very flat, but the firmness in his words could not be shaken.

"Good, good. In this era, no matter why, having the courage to live is the greatest bravery. Two thick smokes came out of Su Yao's nose, and as he spoke, he stood up, gestured to Tang Ling to wait, and walked straight out of the room.

In less than three minutes, Su Yao returned to the house again, this time with a backpack in his hand: "Boy, don't say I'm stingy, these are your clothes for the next three years." I don't think a boy needs to be so particular. ”

"Put it on, come out with me." Su Yao's tone was unquestionable.

Tang Ling took the backpack, feeling complicated in his heart, since he remembered, his mother-in-law has always worked for him in such a thing as clothes.

Open the backpack, there are about three sets of clothes in it, as well as a few pieces of underwear, from thin to thick, not much, but it is definitely enough for Tang Ling.

Picking up the clothes, Tang Ling wore them silently, and the soft texture of the fabric against the skin was the first time Tang Ling felt it in his life.

So, it's extravagant.

And these extravagant and intimate things turned out to be what Su Yao, a man with five big and three thick, thought of for him.

In the safe zone, wearing the grass stalk clothes of the settlement is very conspicuous after all.

Tang Ling was not good at expressing himself, but he inadvertently raised Su Yao's status in his heart.

**

Safe Zone 17 was already nightfall.

But unlike the settlements, the cold of the night is no longer so unacceptable because the high walls block the wind.

So it doesn't restrict people's activities.

The yellow lights lit up, along with the purple moon in the sky, brought light to the safe zone.

People walk in pairs and threes on the slightly bumpy streets, and they seem to be very happy.

They had a lot of places to go, either restaurants, or wine shops, and even some places where Su Yao didn't want to tell Tang Ling what he was doing...

In short, the feeling that such a night brought to Tang Ling was shocking.

It turns out that the night in the safe zone is not only safe, but there are many other new things, and the joy begins after nightfall.

"Actually, it's just a rotten place." Su Yao was quite disdainful, spit out, and squinted at the man next to him, staring enviously at the cigarette roll on his lips.

The man swallowed and ran away.

After all, Su Yao's domineering muscles and giant body shape were not something he could provoke.

Tang Ling inexplicably felt that all this was very vivid, at least the resources in the security zone were also unequal.

Of course, Su Yao didn't know what Tang Ling was thinking, but pulled Tang Ling's shoulders and pulled him into a relatively clean and quiet street.

The street is so different that there are no tall or low buildings of black rock on either side of the road.

There were no crowds, just warriors in blue uniforms standing quietly on either side and manicured trees.

It was very bright here, because there were street lights every ten meters, so much so that as soon as Tang Ling stepped into this street, he saw another tall wall in the distance.

It is not as thick and tall as the walls of Security Zone 17.

But the whole wall glowed with a strange metallic luster, giving people a sense of unbreakability, and through this wall, Tang Ling saw the familiar spire of the Babel Tower, as well as the outlines of some tall buildings.

It's not the same as what you see on the hillside, but it's much closer.

All this obviously made Tang Ling wonder, what does the wall in the wall represent?

Su Yao obviously had no interest in explaining, but just strode forward with Tang Ling, but the soldiers on both sides did not have the slightest intention of stepping forward to ask.

"Take it well, this thing cost me a lot of credits. You'll have to pay me back later. Su Yao took out an oval-shaped badge out of nowhere and handed it to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling took it, this badge is gray-white, it doesn't look transparent, and there are impurities, but in the center of the badge is engraved a letter - I.

Tang Ling, who had recovered a little memory in the mystery shop, was no stranger to this letter, from the pronunciation to the meaning it contained.

Even a word in a language is associated - Inner, internal?

What does that mean?

Thinking about it, Su Yao had already pulled Tang Ling to the metallic high wall, where there was also a huge metal door, which was even more lustrous than the entire city wall.

Tang Ling's precision instinct subconsciously began to calculate, but he couldn't get any answer, how much strength was needed to break it.

After all, the instinct for precision also has great limitations on unfamiliar elements.

"Proof of identity." An indifferent voice interrupted Tang Ling's thoughts.

Raising his head, the purple armor and the standard war knife made Tang Ling's heart tighten suddenly, and then there was a burst of cold anger.

It's a Purple Moon Warrior.

Now they are no longer Tang Ling's idols, but cold executioners.

But this didn't mean that Tang Ling would show any emotions, the guy who wouldn't restrain himself in the settlement had already died in the belly of the beast.

"Do I need it?" Su Yao narrowed his eyes, and the natural momentum made the Purple Moon Warrior couldn't help but take a step back.

But Su Yao didn't seem to want to embarrass the Purple Moon Warrior, and raised his chin to Tang Ling: "Yours, give it to him." ”

Tang Ling didn't speak, but obediently handed over the oval badge.

Su Yao grinned, as if admiring Tang Ling's cleverness, and the Purple Moon Warrior took the badge, walked to the side of the gate, and scratched on a machine that flashed red.

Above the metal door, an entrance opened automatically for an adult.

Taking back Tang Ling's badge, Su Yao pulled Tang Ling and walked straight into the door.

At the moment when Tang Ling saw the sluggishness behind the door, Su Yao exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "This era is very light, sometimes it makes me feel close to the universe, and sometimes it seems to return to barbarism. ”