Lonely night, as dark as ink.

The sea is as calm as paper.

In the distance, a dilapidated cruise ship radiates sporadic lights, like a walking corpse on the surface of the sea, slowly moving in some nameless direction, like a crumbling old man in the twilight, shivering under the sea breeze, but stubbornly unwilling to stop.

If you look closely, the entire hull is already in a dilapidated state, with the sound of steel grinding with the rhythm of the waves, and the rusty deck is full of signs of age corrosion, making people worry about whether it will be able to withstand the storms of the future.

But these are no longer the attention of the crowd on the ship, to be precise, facing such a behemoth, it is already the best choice in their lifetime.

The years do not live, and the seasons flow. With the evolution of the times, the whole world is no longer the high-end society full of modern civilization, and human greed and sin have led to the rapid demise of the race.

The civilization system of the whole society returned to the feudal society of the cold weapon era. In order to survive better, the world began to undergo huge evolutions and changes, and countless unknown products silently appeared in the entire survival continent, making the creatures who want to live full of endless variables.

Everything is not what it used to be.

maybe

Is this God's punishment? Or is it a reward?

Or perhaps,

Is this the sorrow of humanity? Or be born again!

But none of that matters. At this moment, the world is full of war, barbarism, blood, and death. Some people can go to great lengths for survival and resources. Staying alive becomes the only driving force that sustains the spirit. The ancient beastly nature was slowly reactivated, and people gradually began to adapt to and enjoy the pleasure of cold weapons inserted into the flesh, feeling the warmth of blood and the blinding blood red, as if everyone had inspired the hidden bloodthirsty demon in their hearts.

The selfishness and greed of higher beings have gradually turned the once glorious construction and products of high civilization to dust, and they have disappeared forever in the long river of time.

In the end, humanity is stronger than civilization and destroyed by civilization.

Something at a moment,

Fleeing, or perhaps the only option for some.

Because at this time,

Hell is empty, and the devil is on earth.

Silently, suddenly, a huge wave rose against the wind on the sea, smashing on the already fragile hull of the ship, forcing the entire hull to tremble violently, causing the crowd on the ship to scream in panic, and everything seemed so small in the face of the forces of nature.

At this moment, his eyes focused on a corner of the cabin, and the dense human heads scrambled to raise as they shook, like sardines in a can, struggling helplessly on the line of death. People with dense phobias will definitely get goosebumps when they see it.

These people were all crowded in a narrow aisle that was not very wide, and their eyes were full of mixed emotions, confusion, helplessness, fear, timidity, and a glimmer of hope.

At the end of the corridor, in the corner of an inconspicuous staircase, a little girl staggered and tried to stand up straight, her fleshy white hands trying to hold the edge of the small round window above her head that had broken countless cracks, and because she was not large enough, she struggled to stand on tiptoe and raise her little chin high, just to see what was going on in the world outside the window.

Maybe she still felt that she couldn't see clearly, and willfully stepped on the lap of a woman who looked a little weak next to her, wanting to stand taller and make everything outside appear more clearly in her eyes.

But how could the sinister world bow its head to a little girl more than a meter tall, and the waves deliberately crashed into it like a mischief, making the hull of the ship shake even more. The little girl persevered a few times, but finally couldn't withstand the huge inertia, and stumbled down without paying attention.

Fortunately, the woman next to her had quick eyes, and her eyes were closely watching the little girl's every move from beginning to end, and she never left even a minute. The beautiful eyes were full of love and concern for her, as if she was afraid that she would be hurt by everything, as if this child was the only driving force in this world to keep going.

Obviously, this is a mother and daughter. A pair of poor people born in a pitiful world. But no matter what era it is, the greatness of maternal love will be vividly experienced. From the look in her eyes, she can give everything, even her own life, for the sake of her children.

The little girl who fell fell into the familiar slender arm bend, feeling the woman's not warm but extremely warm embrace, her little hand subconsciously wiped the woman's messy hair on the little nose, and laughed happily.

The smile is so pure, without any impurities, in this sinister world. This may be the only rare pure smile, and the current girl is just a carefree child in front of her mother.

The little girl laughed for a while, then struggled to get up, crawled out of the woman's arms again without yielding, and repeated the action again stubbornly, as if she would not give up without seeing what was happening outside.

Maybe the waves were moved by the little girl's persistence, or maybe the hull was a little tired from being tossed, but this time the whole hull was quite stable, and the little girl lay down in front of the window as she wished.

Looking at the starry outside, the black and black were reckless, and I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and said crisply with a little unhappiness

"Mom, where are we?"

The woman gently touched the girl's forehead and replied unusually gently

"We are on the sea, a much, much bigger place than the village we live in!"

The little girl was obviously not satisfied with the woman's answer, and continued to ask with a little dissatisfaction

"What are we doing on the sea? I haven't fed the ducklings yet, what should I do if they're hungry? ”

The woman was amused by the child's innocent question, and a rare smile appeared and pinched her little nose

"We're going to a beautiful place, full of sunshine and tranquility, where there is no more harm and fear. Don't worry about being afraid, you don't have to hide in Tibet. And there are many, many ducklings waiting for you there, and there is a real pure land! ”

After the woman finished speaking, she looked out the window with deep eyes, but her eyes revealed a bit of confusion that she was not sure about. But in a blink of an eye, she looked at the little girl in front of her, but her eyes were unusually firm.

"Pure Land?"

The little girl repeated the word as if she didn't understand it, and it probably seemed unusually strange and complex to her vocabulary.

After a long time, looking out the window at the calm sea, a maturity that did not match her age suddenly appeared in her pure eyes, and she muttered to herself

"Mom, don't you have to hide in the cellar in the pure land you said, don't you have to watch the big brothers leave and not come back, don't you have to worry about food, don't you see those uncles with knives covered in blood anymore?"

The woman was silent in the end, but her eyes were full of distress and guilt. Then he hugged the girl in front of him, as if he had used a lot of strength, but it didn't seem to have much strength. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she felt that there were two lines of imperceptible tears in her eyes, but she didn't let the little girl see them.

Do you think they are pitiful when you see this?

You're wrong! Miss by a mile!

Because their current situation has made countless people envious. It can also be said that the people who can sit in this cabin are the lucky people in this world. After all, the people on this ship who can enter themselves have already proved their identity and status. You know, more than 90 percent of the people are definitely more miserable than their lives.

The reason for this is that this ship is the only shortcut to the legendary Pure Land.

The Pure Land is an ethereal legend that has been handed down for a long time in the entire human society. This legend has been passed down orally from generation to generation, and it can be said that everyone knows it.

Legend has it that in a distant place, there is a sacred place called the Pure Land. There was a truly peaceful continent, no killing, no war, no bloodshed, no plunder. There is no insidious cunning, there is no life and death, there is just plenty of food, a harmonious society, polite people and warm sunshine, where people can live and work in peace and contentment, do not have to worry about survival, people there can want to do what they like, treat each other with courtesy, prosperous and peaceful, there is a real pure land on earth, a beautiful paradise.

But it's not that easy to get there. You need to cross endless oceans and overcome countless difficulties. Maybe no one has ever been there, so the legend is just a legend.

As one of the few ships in this world that has escaped from the magic of time, it is the only one that has witnessed the glory of the past and silently stated the true existence of the Pure Land.

The woman eased her complicated emotions and gently hugged the girl down. Subconsciously looked at the night outside the window, turned his head to protect the girl in his arms, and forcibly tapped the girl's forehead with a slightly rough but extremely slender finger, signaling that it was time for her to sleep.

The girl was also well-behaved, stuck out her tongue mischievously, and obediently closed her beautiful big eyes, enjoying a rare and temporary tranquility.

The woman slowly rested her head against the wall, which had fallen off to the point where she could not see its original color, and slowly closed her eyes as she listened to the sound of the wind and clanging outside the window because of its old age.

The wind was blowing, the lights in the hallway were dim, and it was late at night.

I don't know how long it took, but almost everyone in the corridor had already entered Yumeka to escape the cruel reality.

But at this moment, in the shadowy part of the inconspicuous staircase next to the woman and the little girl, there was a sudden sound of rustling footsteps, the footsteps were very light, and it sounded as if every step was unusually careful.

Slowly, a slender figure crept out, and with a little caution stretched out its head to look at it.