The sky in the mountains gradually darkened, and the orange-red halo of the mountain shyly hid to the other side of the mountain, and the gray-blue clouds drifted in the sky where the afterglow had not completely dissipated.

The evening in the mountains and forests is about to fall.

What is the best thing to do in the wasteland, in the night? Have a farewell dinner!

Whether we recognize each other or not, and whether we die tonight, let's have a farewell dinner!

It's the Last Supper of the post-apocalyptic game! After the dinner, we will leave without saying goodbye and go to the quiet place that our hearts yearn for.

Gray-blue clouds completely occupied half of the sky, turning the originally red sky into a miserable gray.

The white base and red checkered cloth were spread on the ground under the hillside by the silent ones, and the white plates and plates were neatly placed in front of each silent person; Blood-red wine flowed slowly down the transparent mouth of the goblet into each goblet; The silent ones did not speak, but when the goblet of the last silent man was also poured with wine, everyone finally showed a rare smile and raised their glasses together in silent celebration.

The silent ones still didn't speak, and the sound of goblets clinking together echoed through the mountains and forests.

This is the requiem of the game of order, the wail of the end times.

Everyone put down the goblet containing the jade liquid, lowered their heads and picked up the plate and devoured it.

The Silent Ones still didn't speak, and the mountains and forests only echoed with the snoring of the Silent Ones swallowing their food.

The last rays of golden light were completely engulfed by the dark clouds, and there was no longer a bright ray to be seen in the mountains and forests, and the red and white cloths were dyed the color of sauce by the overturned plates and plates; The silent ones did not speak, but looked up at each other again, their mouths and faces covered with the scraps of food, as well as the juice of the red cabbage.

The Silent ones lowered their heads again and devoured them.

At last, the food on the plate was eaten by the Silent One, and the bottle that had been filled with wine could no longer pour a drop of bright red wine, no matter how much the Silent One shook.

The silent ones still didn't speak, and everyone stared at the empty plates in a daze.

Some were already drunk and fell asleep on a tablecloth soaked with vegetable juice and red wine; Others shook their heads in disappointment, stood up, dusted their pants, and turned away.

Soon, the originally lively mountain forest became empty again at this moment.

Xiao Junyan woke up.

He opened his sleepy eyes slightly, and the extreme thirst made him feel extremely uncomfortable; He looked around, he was the only one left next to the cloth, Liang Qin, Chang Xue and a few strangers had long since disappeared; The evening sky was miserable, and there was not a trace of moonlight to be seen, nor a single insect chirping; In the distance, empty bottles were thrown into the jungle covered in mountain soil.

Xiao Junyan looked down at the plates and saucers that were messily placed on the napple, the red vegetable juice flowing everywhere inside, and it looked black under the cover of night, a bit like ink, and like sticky blood.

Xiao Junyan rubbed his dizzy temples, held the only clean corner of the cloth, and staggered to his feet and walked towards the unknown mountain road.

The sides of the mountain road are full of plants, and the shadows of the trees are cast onto the rugged mountain road through the oppressive night; A gust of cold wind blew from the mountains and forests, and Xiao Junyan unconsciously tightened his black coat.

"Beautiful world, why don't you appear again-" The melodious singing voice came from the mountains and forests, Xiao Junyan pricked up his ears to listen, it was a female voice, a female voice that he had never heard before.

"Beautiful world, why don't you appear again-" The song was sung over and over again, and the woman's voice drew closer.

"Who? Who's there? Xiao Junyan looked around and asked cautiously.

The fog in front of him gradually lifted, and the owner of the voice finally appeared in front of Xiao Junyan's eyes - it was a girl in white pajamas.

"Hello! Can you tell me how to get out of this mountain? Xiao Junyan caught up, but the girl just walked in front of Xiao Junyan unhurriedly.

Xiao Junyan ran wildly, but he just stood still, and he couldn't catch up with the girl no matter what.

Xiao Junyan was tired, he finally couldn't run, he stayed in place and patted his chest and panted.

When I looked up again, the girl in the white pajamas was gone; The mountain road seemed to be coming to an end, and there was a large clearing ahead; Xiao Junyan rushed towards the open space in surprise, but what came to his face was the smell of gunsmoke after the artillery fire burned out.

On both sides of the open space were rows of empty houses, Xiao Junyan walked towards the row of houses, only to see the puppets with severed heads lying on the ground: the dolls were cut in half, and the section was still bubbling with bright red blood-like liquid, and the puppets were surrounded by firecrackers and colorful stripes.

It can be seen that a ritual-like has just taken place here.

O lowly and poor puppet! Who cut off your necks and cast you into this barren realm!

The room was lit up, and the hosts seemed to have spotted the intruder.

People walked out of the house one after another, standing at the door and staring at Xiao Junyan, there were women holding children, men who were five big and three thick, young men and girls who looked like middle school students, and old women with headscarves; Everyone didn't speak, just stared at Xiao Junyan, an uninvited guest, and didn't say a word.

Xiao Junyan also fled and left, "Bang-" A drop of rain fell on Xiao Junyan's face, Xiao Junyan raised his head, and the sky after the dinner was drizzling.

The drizzle was like an embroidery needle, piercing Xiao Junyan's face fiercely; Xiao Junyan only felt a tingling pain, and when he reached out to touch it, a touch of fresh blood stained his palm.

Xiao Junyan ran wildly in this rain, and there was not a single eaves or tree around him; He could only run like this, praying to get out of this unsheltered place.

"Ahh Xiao Junyan screamed and fell to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw that his legs had been corroded by the drizzle, separated from his body; Xiao Junyan supported the remaining half of his body with his two arms, staggering forward in the rain.

"Ahh There was another scream, Xiao Junyan's hand was broken, and looking at his legs, they had already been dissolved into a pool of blood.

"No!" Xiao Junyan roared loudly at the sky; Time passed minute by minute, and fine and dense raindrops fell on Xiao Junyan's broken body.

When everyone looked at the body again, there was only one head left, and it was silently protesting with its mouth wide open in the rainy night of the mountains and forests.