Bian Cheng stood in front of the window, looking out through the window, which was one meter long and one meter wide.

This is the crystal palace of your dreams!

The buildings within the field of view are still in the style of 200 years ago, but the difference is that the windows are extraordinarily small, looking very oppressive, like a prison.

There was not a single car on the ground, and a few pedestrians were occasionally seen, all of whom were generally bowed and hurried, as if someone was driving them.

There are many tracks of electromagnetic trains suspended in the air.

Here, there will never be a crash, because each car is on its own specific track, and unless it suddenly derails, the cars are like parallel lines that can never intersect.

On the 2-meter-wide road, there are street lamps set up every other section, and the blue moon is dim, obviously not enough to illuminate the city, and the street lamps emit a soft halo that dots the night.

However, Bian Cheng soon saw that a tired man pressed a few times on the street lamp, and then retreated to a short distance to wait.

Soon, the ground beneath his feet rose smoothly like an elevator, and settled in mid-air.

After 30 seconds, an electromagnetic train came from far and near the third track, stopped in front of the man, the door opened, and the man went up!

The electromagnetic train drove off into the distance, and the ground slowly fell back into the distance.

Bian Cheng narrowed his eyes and made out that on the ground, there was a red UP written in capital letters.

This crystal palace, which looks incomparably glamorous from the outside, is actually not the brilliant lights that Bian Cheng imagined.

In fact, judging from the brightness of the lights alone, it is like a small county town, which cannot be compared with the glittering Shanghai in which she lived before.

Because it is to save energy, Bian Cheng can only think of this explanation.

She was at a loss to describe how she was feeling now, she had tried her best to bring Brandt and Bag into the Crystal Palace.

Now that she woke up, she was indeed in it, but she was the only one left.

What should she do?

Where is the future?

For the first time, she felt a deep sense of confusion.

Just like a person, he was determined to climb Mount Everest all his life, and then, he did it, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked down on the world, and found that his teammates were no longer there, and he was the only one left in the vast world.

His goal was accomplished, so what about after that?

Pain and confusion shrouded Bian Cheng's head deeply.

"Are you awake?" The man's gentle and shy voice sounded in his ears.

Bian Cheng turned his head and looked at Ah Jin, who was standing in the small warm orange light, blushing.

"You brought me in? Is this your home? As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was hoarse.

"This is my ration room!" The man crampeded the two pieces of clothing that were haphazardly placed on the chair.

Bian Cheng's gaze quickly swept over.

It's really a very small room, like a pigeon cage, which is supposed to save space, and the roof is only 2 meters high, which can be touched by reaching out, which makes the small room even more oppressive.

"Would you like to try it?" The man, apparently unaware of her thoughts, pushed the large bowl he was holding forward.

Bian Cheng looked at the bowl full of steaming porridge and sighed: "I don't need this!" ”

"I know, but you can taste it, you can taste it, and these things will also be eliminated as impurities and will not affect you in any way!" The man lifted the bowl again.

The rich aroma of rice permeates Bian Cheng's nose.

She felt a little hungry!

Food!

She hadn't eaten any human food in three months, and she had almost forgotten what it was like.

When the first bite of rice porridge melted between her mouths, the long-lost familiarity made her almost burst into tears.

She thought of Bagh.

The kid once longed for and said, "Sister, do you know, I drank second-grade rice porridge once, and added a little salt, and the taste was so wonderful, so I left memory fragments in my chip." ”

When the robot is emptied of its memory, it occasionally leaves memory fragments for something that impresses it, just like a person with amnesia sometimes remembers something very important.

At that time, Bian Cheng still felt funny in his heart, the second-level rice porridge is estimated to be equivalent to modern brown rice, and it can even make him have an endless aftertaste.

I've never seen the world before!

But now that she thinks about it, her heart is like being fried in boiling oil, where is there any appetite to eat?

The bowl of porridge was pushed away by her, and she stood in front of the window, looking out.

Ah Jin wanted to say something, but seeing her gloomy face, thinking of the way she looked when she was so powerful before, she still didn't dare to act rashly, so she just silently accepted the porridge and retreated to the kitchen.

Ah Hua was probing her brain, and when she saw him coming back, she asked in a low voice: "It's so delicious, doesn't my sister like to eat it?" ”

Ah Jin sighed and rubbed her head: "My sister has lost the most important person, and she is in a bad mood and can't eat, so let's eat this for you!" ”

In this day and age, wasting food, or such noble food, is an absolutely shameful act.

Ah Hua touched her stomach: "I'm full, brother eat!" ”

Ah Jin thought about it, didn't insist, took the bowl of porridge, imprinted his lips on the place where Bian Cheng had just eaten the porridge, and drank it one by one.

The steaming porridge went down to the stomach, and the whole body warmed up.

Somewhere in my heart, it also rolls with the heat.

Bian Cheng's body is actually very weak now.

Her previous outburst had consumed all the reserves in her body, and because of many battles, many parts of her body were also damaged, suggesting that she needed to be repaired.

But she didn't want to care, and she didn't want to move.

She didn't want to reminisce about the past, and she didn't want to think about the way forward.

I just want to turn myself into a statue to escape all the pain.

Her stop was five hours.

My mind was empty, as if it had been shut down.

The red sun rose into the sky again, and the light shone through the small window, all of which sprinkled on Bian Cheng's dazed face, making her look a little helpless!

Ah Hua rubbed her eyes in Ah Jin's arms: "Brother, the red sun is rising, it's time for me to study!" ”

Ah Jin gave her the leftover rice porridge soup from yesterday: "Drink these, and eat some energy blocks for breakfast!" ”

Ah Hua obediently drank the rice soup and held the energy block in her arms.

The taste of the rice soup is enough for her to savor all day, so let's save the energy block for tomorrow's breakfast!

She went out with her schoolbag on her back, and when she left, she glanced at Bian Cheng worriedly: "Beautiful sister has stood all night, isn't she tired?" ”

Ah Jin didn't give her an answer, just rubbed her head.

From his home to the only junior school in the empire, it takes 40 minutes to walk, and it only takes 4 minutes to take a car, but the ticket costs 5 energy, and Ah Hua walks every time in order to save money.

The children of poor families are in charge of the house early, and she is probably talking about this!

Seeing Ah Hua enter the maglev elevator, Ah Jin smelled a familiar smell wafting from the narrow corridor.

He followed the source of the smell and looked back to see Fan Hua, dressed in red and green pants, leaning against the silver wall, spitting out a round smoke ring from his mouth.

"How is she?" The man handed the rest of the cigarette butt to Ah Jin.

To his surprise, Ah Jin waved his hand to say no, and said with a deep frown: "She stood by the window for five hours without moving, could it be a disorder of procedure?" ”