Their meal was unexpectedly rich, two crispy little blind fish, two large fat shrimp grilled red, a piece of fried meat made of the loin of an unknown animal, covered with rare spices, she was sure that it was not rats and bats, they were not such large tenderloins, and a large glass of fruit wine and salad mushroom cakes, which were garnished with many vegetables that she had rarely seen, and this would be the best hotel in the metropolis, she had no doubt that otherwise there would be so much hearty food that was almost rare to see underground.

After they feasted, Natalia finally remembered that she was reserved, she wiped the oil stains on her lips with her handkerchief, and then she watched with her chin fixed on her chin as Mr. Summer slowly and methodically solved the little blind fish there, Mr. Summer's eating posture was much more reserved than her, probably because he didn't seem to have much appetite, it seemed that the first meeting with the Tess merchant did make him feel stressed, Natalia didn't know how to make him relax, she didn't want to wipe his sweat away before, did she really not have any attraction to him?

Natalia has never seen Mr. Summer have intimate contact with other women, nor has she said anything about other women, it stands to reason that there should be no wife, Natalia flashed all kinds of thoughts in her mind, and in the end, it could only be attributed to the reason why Mr. Summer respected himself so much for such a self-comforting reason.

Speaking of which, he had a strange sense of outplace with the other merchants, whether it was Bolivá, his mother, or the other merchants who ran the station.

He also has his own desires hidden in his heart, but he is very restrained, as it should be. She comforted herself so much, but she always understood that she didn't know him at all, she could only see the side that Mr. Summer saw for herself.

After a while, Mr. Summer didn't finish eating, he got up and walked to his bedroom.

Natalia had already eaten her fill, so she put down the spoon that was stirring the juice, and hurriedly followed Mr. Summer, who said that it would take half a day for Mr. Tess to arrive, and that she had enough time to accompany Mr. Summer on a tour of the Metropolitan Station, and she didn't know how to speak.

"I'll rest for a while," Mr. Summer said to her wearily, "and you can wander around in the meantime, just to be on the safe side, and take all the soldiers with you when you go out, there are a lot of hooligans in the metropolis, and there are more traffickers, and I will have to go to the school again to buy you back someday." ”

He wants to rest? No, the focus should be on him taking all the soldiers with him? Natalia stuck out her tongue, although she couldn't be with him, but didn't it mean that in Mr. Summer's eyes, she was more important than himself in Mr. Summer's eyes? Natalia secretly rejoiced in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it easily. "I can go out and walk alone, it's okay, no one cares about an ordinary little girl in an ordinary dress." If she was followed by soldiers, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to let go, and it had a strange feeling of being a fox and a tiger.

"Miss Natalia, the Metropolitan Station is not safer than you think," Bolívar reminded him, "believe me, if Mr. Summer really lets you go alone, it will only be his and my greatest fault." ”

Is Mr. Summer concerned about my safety? Natalia looked up at Mr. Summer, who was so tired, that he didn't look like he was going to let me say no.

Natalia's heart moved slightly, "I shouldn't have worried him either," she thought, and she obediently listened to his advice, but she still insisted that it would be enough to bring only two, at least she wouldn't be really stupid enough to leave Mr. Summer unprotected.

After only a moment's pause, she walked out of the hotel with two old soldiers who Bolivar claimed to be top-notch in anti-tracking technology

The Metropolitan Station is best known for its Metropolitan Library, which houses artifacts from the old era, where anyone lucky enough to visit the Met can see a lot of things they've never seen before. You can admire the flag of the Third People's Empire, and you can see a photo of it flying in the capital of the Third People's Empire, where the majestic soldiers salute their symbolic flag.

You can see the Saturnalia of the Terbium, whose beliefs were abandoned 2,000 years ago, but the merchants decided that someone would like it, so they paid to take it from the stalkers.

You can see that their historical record of the three or four thousand years of agrarian civilization "Dynasties" is still the only original version, at least the merchants claim to be the original, and at this moment, it is being enshrined high in the core cultural relics area of the metropolitan station, and only allowed scholars are allowed to view it.

In the same way, here you can find Sennard's enlightenment bible, "Whispering", a book compiled by the Great Prophet and his disciples that contains many great ideas of the old days, which deeply influenced the thinking of the Thorbium people who have been fighting with Sennard for thousands of years, and now a few words of them are being reformed by the head of the military and used against those deformed.

Oh, and there's a model airplane, a model of the world's largest passenger plane, the Pearl, an old, classic brand car brought down from the ground, and all sorts of electronic furniture that has long been out of production. Natalia also sees a mysterious artifact called the "Sun Star Sword" held by the sun god, although she thinks it is just a rusty sword, no different from the one used by humans. (Underground, the sun is the sun and the stars)

Natalia had seen so many strange things here, and even though it was a library, she had seen almost everything from before the old days. It is rumored that the steel giant ship can make people float on the boundless ocean of saltwater and reach another eternal winter continent, it is rumored that the mechanical giant arm can allow you to build a tall building that reaches the sky and allow thousands of people to live in the same place, it is rumored that airplanes can let people look down on the sky and watch the sunrise on the clouds, towers and satellites can allow people to talk to each other at opposite ends of the world, and communicate with each other in something called a channel or network, rockets can send people to outer space and open up the mysterious "dawn" of another planet, Whether the planet that caused the world's nuclear war is still safely orbiting across the solar star, all kinds of curiosity and confusion bloom like a lotus flower in the mire of confusion in the mind, but it is fascinating.

There is a photo that impresses her the most, it is a photo placed in a glass case that is held up by bronze hands, on the yellowed photo, it is a great city, the predecessor of the Hanting Alliance, one of the three strongest countries in the world, the capital of the Free Federation "Rona", which means "the most splendid pearl on the ocean", it is a great city that is unique in the world, built by the sea, rising by the mountain, countless skyscrapers rise from the ground, and the lights are as bright as the night stars in the city. An unreal fog always hangs over Nata's mind, making her unable to believe that this is a product of the old days. On top of this illusory scene, the exhaust gas of countless missile jets brutally confirmed the reality of this illusory.

Photographer Leeux, a legendary photographer, was shot thirty years ago, on the evening of the end of the old days.

In this photo, Natalia admits that you can see too many miracles to exclaim too deeply, and then unconsciously laugh at what kind of ancestors can create so many kinds of technology, and what kind of ancestors can start a war to destroy the world. This kind of embarrassing contradiction will always be with you during your visit to the library, and it will even affect your soul for a long time.

She walked out of the concrete and white paint covered tall building, it was a tall building that truly belonged to the underground world, compared to the school, like the sun and the stars compared to the sand, but once compared to the majestic giant castle of the "Dawn" base, it became a dim distant star. The more she knows, the more she understands the mystery of Mr. Summer, and for this reason, she sincerely prays that the tragedy of the old era will not be repeated, and at the same time she is full of curiosity about what kind of secret Mr. Summer is hiding.

Despite the library's fame, only a handful of people come to visit, and it seems that there aren't as many people who want to reminisce about the past as she thinks. Nata looked back, somehow having the illusion of absurdity, she just felt that the square tall building in front of her was like a huge tomb, and all the things about the old times were placed in it by the merchants, and even the two ancient statues of the twin goddesses from the east guarding the gate were like two ghouls standing on the left and right, giving people a strange feeling that could not be overcome.

She turned away from the chilling statue, thinking about her next trip. It is said that another well-known place in the metropolis is the Pleasure Garden, a place of pleasure for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and she does not like too many places and is afraid of any trouble, so she walks back.

On the way, she changed the road so that she could see more of the scenery that she had never seen before, in Hanting, her mother didn't like her to go out, let alone come to this metropolitan station, and now that she finally had the opportunity, how could she let it go easily.

After looking at the neighborhood for a while, she felt bored, and then walked straight back. Approaching a corner, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she carefully retreated two steps, and when she saw the two dutiful soldiers behind her, she quickly mustered up the courage to move forward.

It was the edge of the slum and the rich, the lights were bright on the left, the hunger was cold on the right, and the most important rail line of the metropolitan station was divided in between, and the two shores were in stark contrast, and if it were not for this being another place where the way back had to pass, she really didn't want to go here, and the security here was not very good, anyway, it was better to be careful.

She had been walking for less than twenty minutes before she saw more beggars hiding, crippled boys and girls kneeling in corners, an old man with a broken limb lying on the edge of the track, and an old woman with a missing eyeball open her hollow eye socket whispering a little kindness from the people around her. The deputy head of the Bolivar station had reminded that behind these people there was a large begging organization that used the benevolence of good men and women to extract money, and they would break the legs and feet of the orphans they adopted in exchange for even the slightest sympathy from the ladies and gentlemen.

But she thought about it more.

If she hadn't been adopted by Mr. Summer and healed by that mysterious machine, her future would probably be like this.

The pain of being kicked and beaten by her peers, her rotten face, and the lingering stench, the nightmare life that seemed like a thousand years had passed, made her heart tremble.

Thinking of all this, she couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and even divided all the money on her body into all the beggars as far as her sight could see, I couldn't do more, and I shouldn't have begged Mr. Summer to be kind enough to adopt you, she silently prayed that the Mother of the Tunnel would bless them poor people.

It was the only thing I could do, and she put the last bullet in the last beggar's bowl and walked forward heavily, her thoughts flying thousands of miles away. After walking for about five minutes, she realized that there were two poor children in the distance, most likely sisters, who had always hugged each other and refused to separate, or could not, be separated. These are two conjoined children, people who can hardly be saved in the subway, who can only hide in the darkness for their entire lives and pray for a few sporadic light and then weep in gratitude, and she understands that only Mr. Summer can give them a truly miraculous new life.

Her heart was almost broken, she shouldn't have bothered Mr. Summer, after all, she was just like this not long ago, if it weren't for him, what difference could she have between herself and these two children.

Natalia walked beside the tracks, watching two children lying quietly in the trough of the railroad tracks, her eyes full of loneliness and despair, the bowl used for begging had long been split in half, and the dirt in the bowl was thick enough to cut out a layer of sludge.

She walked past them, smelling a foul stench, just like she had ever been, "I'm not a hero," and she reassured herself that I couldn't do anything, I couldn't do anything.

She should have understood, she should have understood, she was just one of the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people on the subway, neither a station chief, nor a big businessman, why hasn't the suffering in school worn away her heart, doesn't she understand that in the underground world, iron hearts can make people live a little happier?