The room was airtight, with a dim orange glow coming from the walls, ceilings, and floors, which were empty, unadorned, and naturally overflowing.

The intertwined dark blue illuminated Jang Zhiyu's cheeks pale, and he stared at the picture screen in disbelief, his fingers curling up with dead force, trembling and rising, tapping his temples. The cold tones tried desperately to stop him from going berserk, but the content on the screen burned him alive.

Nothing.

"!" Zhang Zhiyu scolded, roared, slowly lowered his sore torso, muscles jumping and squeezing nerves, elbows were particularly tingling, and he could even imagine the creaking sound of bones rubbing.

", I've had enough." Zhang Zhiyu continued to scold, watching in surprise as Sun Haowen fell back to the ground lightly, and playfully raised an eyebrow, "You're not alive!"

"The physical talent of blacks is far higher than that of other races, but you've done a great job." He replied calmly, leaning forward and snarling with his arms outstretched. The perfectly sleek lines are raised high, and the skin is bursting with twists and turns. A dark orange glow emanated along the texture in the center of the four walls, countless pitch-black shadows stretched far along the base, and the light poured over the perfect curves of the muscles, flowing freely.

"The women in the new district, they are as if they have never seen muscles, and they are all amazed," Sun Haowen raised his chin, his light gray loose sweatpants walked easily, his smile squeezed his cheeks, and his snow-white eyes were bright, "No wonder." Even if the "noble sons" in the new area are not full of fat, their limbs are loose, their abdomen is cysted, their chests are skinny, their mouths are full of sullen love words, and their lower bodies are surprisingly atrophied......"

"Ao ......" Zhang Zhiyu twisted his sore shoulder, "This has been painful for a long time." ”

"It's too much exercise," Sun Haowen compared the index fingers of both hands to each other, and his middle finger and thumb pinched a crisp sound by the way, even if a shadow happened to cover his eyes, the voice could hear a slight dissatisfaction, "I was also like this when I first started...... However, your body is already great, and you don't look ugly, and catching a fish is a breeze. ”

"Heh......" Zhang Zhiyu sneered, "I have lived for decades, and over the years, no matter how I say it, I should have seen how the women in the city looked at us." ”

"This is a new district, not a new city." Sun Haowen seemed to shrug his shoulders in surprise, grabbed his shirt and put it on himself casually, "Let's not think about it in the new city, there are a lot of hooves in the new district, and most of them are used to businessmen from all over the world or whatever." ”

The sky grew darker and darker, the clouds rolled and condensed, turning into an airtight gray curtain, and the sunlight left a blurry halo that burned the surrounding clouds and scorched out a pale fibrous whisker.

Floor-to-ceiling windows enclose the massive bookshelves, paper books and * are intricately intertwined with solid wood and glass, and the abundant lighting barely expels the cascading darkness, forcing shadows to lurk, suppressed between the gaps between steel pipes and plant remains.

Zhang Zhiyu crushed the platform and slid past his sight, and with his gloomy expression, his speed gradually became hurried.

His eyes drooped, his fingers trembling and stiff, and the fury gathered on them, only to burst into the dark brown smooth wooden frame.

World War III nearly wiped out humanity, nuclear weapons turned everything to ashes, and the TUN force field was useless. What remains is only a few second- and third-tier cities wrapped in the force field.

After a period of chaos, with countless construction robots working in the dark, Xincheng finally took its first breath. As countless satellites sail into space, countless machines are exposed to nuclear radiation storms, and the force field continues to expand.

The new district is a peninsula surrounded by a sea of water and sky, a coastline of shimmering sand, and a blue sea as far as the eye can see. However, the "ocean" is really just a saltwater, human-controlled ecosystem that stretches for thousands of meters. At the end of the ocean are countless converters that roar and run, and they are the heart that supports human civilization.

The new district is a symbol of hope, a goal that everyone strives for, and its existence, in a sense, even pushes the operation of the SHE Association. New districts are different, but they are all real "paradises" that one can imagine.

Deserts, rainforests, islands, plains, polar ...... They have reshaped the entire planet, the radiant scorched earth, reborn in new areas.

The bones of the bookshelf made a loud * sound, and Zhang Zhiyu felt it in an instant, it was so fragile.

The smell of wet and salty air rushes to the face, and the moment you step on the soft sand, the earth-shaking changes. In contrast to the cool air of the interior of the peninsula, the air here is soaked with moisture, carrying the salty smell of sea salt, as if wrapped in the tide, and the cold stimulates the cerebral cortex.

As long as you take that step, you will breathe at the moment when the golden and gray and black meet.

The sea breeze was noisy, and the dazzling grains of sand jumped slightly, as if they were only golden dust, but they were hidden in the brighter sunlight. The brilliant white light wheel blooms with countless fibers, making the sky quietly burn with blue flames, and vigorous and incomparably huge energy. Countless grains of sand happily swirled in along the tiny pores of the sneakers, scorched by the sun, and carried the coolness of the sea, jumping and shaking with every step.

"Wow!" Sun Haowen said exaggeratedly, revealing an incredulous expression, "I...... Didn't see you coming. ”

He was half-lying on the beach, just a pair of baggy beach shorts on the beach, and two sexy bikini girls huddled around him, showing their white teeth, and healthy wheat-colored cheeks bulging with joy.

Two blacks and two whites.

"This is Zhang Zhiyu." Sun Haowen spread out his palm and pointed at Zhang Zhiyu.

They put away their teeth, smiled brightly, and waved their fingers.

"It's ......"

"Needless to say, can we ...... Talk about it alone. ”

Sun Haowen raised his eyebrows.

"The lock is unlocked, go wait for me at my house, hooves."

Silent.

"It's done."

The two stepped on the wooden corridor, reddish-brown planks, suspended above the ocean, three meters wide, a few centimeters below, is the unfathomable rippling ocean.

Silent.

"So, what?"

A few hundred meters away, is a small island, lush and shaded by vegetation, with white roofs and grey-black planks looming in a deep green soaked in moisture.

"Perhaps...... Nothing will change. ”

Sun Haowen sighed softly, and passed away in an instant in the hustle and bustle of the sea breeze.

"Emptiness, I'm just...... I don't even want ...... Also eager to finish it, just ...... Do you remember what we said? Those stupid words?"

"No, they're not stupid, not from start to finish."

"Have you always thought like that?"

Silent.

"So, are you really going to leave?"

Silent.

......

"It's so noisy here, those sea breezes, now it's not blocked, it's in all directions, I can barely hear what you're saying."

"Have you ever heard the sound inside the shell?"

"Any special sounds?"

"The sound of the ocean, when you listen to the cracks between the carapaces, you hear the raging waves and the noisy sea breeze."

"Really? Never have I ever...... Tried. ”

But, some say...... It's just noise, just ...... It's a hoax of the illusory ocean. ”

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't."

Silent.

"These shells...... Washed up on the shore...... In any case, it is impossible to be in such an ocean...... Isn't it?"

"I don't know...... Perhaps, it's just a factory, a biological factory, under the ocean, just like any other factory, except that this one is under the deep sea...... You can be considered to have asked knowingly. ”

Silent.

.......

"Maybe they'll get rid of us, after all, it's done."

"By the way, have you ever thought about it?"

"What?"

"How do you call an organization an octopus?"

"No...... Know. ”

"Have you thought about it?"

"Nope."

Silent.

"Actually...... I've seen something...... An "octopus", floating in the sky, in the shape of a giant octopus...... Creature. Towering tentacles, pitch black, twisted into an indescribable mass. ”

"People confuse childhood dreams with reality. Maybe you just watched some Cthulhu stories or videos. ”

......

"Are you still leaving?"

"Of course. We were imprisoned by the octopus, and now, the shackles are broken by you. I can wait for you if you wish. ”

"Count...... Finish. Have you ever thought that the current earth is no longer suitable for wandering? Global Network?"

Silent.

Sun Haowen laughed exaggerated and contrived.

"Come on, this is the second time I've knowingly asked. No matter how the global network is simulated, it is only a network after all, and there is a gap between fantasy and reality. The illusory world is always beautiful and freewheeling, but they are not reality, and they are always morbid obscenity. Reality is cruel Yes, the earth is long dead, although those are only remnants and emit radiation, but they are real, real. ”

"But those don't exist anymore, the ones you want to feel. The global web can make up for them. Our property is endless, and you can even soak there for the rest of your life if you want! Besides, if you really want to feel the reality, why not try other new districts? A change of environment?"

Heavy sighs.

Sun Haowen stared at the place where the water and the sky met, and the silver light waterfall rose from the metal palm.

It was a pure blue sky, at the end of the world where it crossed paths with the ocean. They are all filled with such perfect colors, colors that people crave. The sky is deep, but the water is slightly green, and the wind splits into countless pieces, rippling and undulating, always maintaining a single whole. Eternal churning, at the side of the fragments, occasionally glimpses of the endless abyss beneath the turquoise shell, yet they snapped together again with urgency, flapping and shattering into white foam.

"No, that's different. You've always understood what I'm expressing, maybe just not acknowledging it. Global Network, New District...... They are just dreams, and people can never sleep unawakely. I don't want to feel good, happy. Those are beautiful for the average person. I wanted to witness reality, to feel the bones and flesh beneath the skin of joy. Dreams are beautiful, but they can't change the facts after all, reality is painful, but we really feel it, we can make ourselves feel life, we can make ourselves feel "I'm still alive". ”

Zhang Zhiyu stiffly ripped off the drawer, and the gear slide screamed and burst, shattering his bones, spinning and colliding at high speed, leaving tiny bullet holes, some metal fragments brushed his skin, or rushed towards the flesh at high speed, and the hot and wet viscous liquid covered his cheeks with bursts of throbbing pain.

He didn't care.

Empty.

Metal cutlery poured to the ground.

Nothing.

Underground, a hidden door. Push it away, a faint light. Adapt to the dark, spacious wooden bed, silky sheets, rough waves, one after another. Warm orange light, poured over the metal handcuffs. Blurry salt frost, condensation in a goblet. Wheezing, towering, leaning, flushing......

Sun Haowen turned his face sideways and glanced at the stunned Zhang Zhiyu with a smile.

"It's for you, it's your turn."

Spanish.

Oh, my God.

Zhang Zhiyu touched the door again.

There's really nothing here.

The door didn't open.

It froze, persevered, desperately for its life, and only after a few seconds did it turn sideways with great reluctance.

Underground, a hidden door......

Zhang Zhiyu searched almost every corner, whether it was the system of the house or the drawers of the kitchen with cutlery...... Nothing.

The system is perfectly cleared of everything.

Darkness, utter darkness, until the door receded, and the light swarmed in.

That's himself, the same octopus's lifelong blood.

The spacious wooden bed, the snow-white futon at the foot of the bed, as thin as cicada wings, fell slightly.

It's all gone.

The only place where the light could reach was the sheets hanging down the edges, and the rest was hidden in the shadows.

Nothing.

He noticed the unnatural folds, the bedding tangled in one place, folded, arched, and surging.

It's like no one has ever been here and lived in it for real.

Glasses adapted to the dark......

Goblet, salt frost, whip, and, two bodies.

The violent concussion instantly struck the brain, spreading towards the body, and the indescribable weakness rippled away, all the natural sounds slowly dimmed, but the electromagnetic sound gradually roared, low to high, like the scream of a siren, shaking the skull, lingering and reverberating.

He tried to get closer, but he almost fell to the ground.

The dark cyan and purple bloomed, and in front of me, the fluffy hair like flowers, or the pulsating of blood vessels.

It's those two bikini girls.

They are naked, their faces are up, their silky necks are unobstructed, their cheeks are turned ninety degrees, their hair is scattered, their hands are high-end, or they are bent and grasping the futon, and their slender beauty is split or tightly clasped......

"Girls, are you alright?" He asked softly, desperately trying to overcome the gaze that swirled with his brain, and raised his pistol, the muzzle of which trembled.

No one answered.

He tried to move the bent knee on the outside, but the whole body turned upside down, maintaining its original position, her skin was extremely cold, and her flesh was already stiff.

"Oh my God." An even stronger shock struck his mind again, and it was a great deal of fear, and he whispered* up, retracting his fingers like crazy, and staggered backwards, almost using his hands and feet, and fled from the "underground corpse room".

The door was easily pushed open by the shoulder, then quickly turned, but once again retained the gap, and slowed to a halt stiffly.

Lightly closed doors.

Now he understood the reason why the system prevented him from entering, but he didn't understand why Sun Haowen wanted to kill these two girls, and the unspeakable fear almost crushed him, it was an emotion he had never felt before. Dead people, he's not uncommon and weird, at first, it's holograms, those news, or tertiary films. Then there are the fools who try to murder themselves, even their own father. Then, the firefight on that plane. Finally, there is all the death he has witnessed since the end times. However, in the face of these two corpses, all his composure was gone.

He wanted to scream, vomit, yell. But he could only flick his fingers desperately, rubbing against the wall like crazy, hoping to get rid of the creepy touch.

On this bed, there was no flesh and blood, rivers of blood, and internal organs were everywhere...... It's just two shells, soulless bodies, but they're terrifying.

Why did Sun Haowen do this? Is it any good for anyone to do this?

Jang Zhiyu wants to scream, wants to roar loudly, wants to smash indiscriminately, wants to pick up the muzzle of a gun, picks up a knife, participates in a scuffle on the street, cuts someone's spine, spills internal organs, and flesh flies.

The sheets were messy, the goblets were messy, and Pibian even lay quietly on the tiles on the floor as a witness to it all.

He must have poisoned them with wine and fired the last few bullets before his life died, perhaps also after death? After all, he wouldn't be afraid of a soulless body, would he?

Even for a variety of reasons, he should be aware of the cost of all this. They were not prostitutes, but the wives of some or two capitalists or horses. Damn, maybe they're capitalists themselves.

Zhang Zhiyu scolded in his heart.

What is the need or reason to kill them? Zhang Zhiyu didn't know, but he only knew that murdering this kind of person would only cause trouble, and after a few days, or a few hours, some people would upload the missing files, and then, the police of the heavenly killer investigated the surveillance camera, and then, falling from the sky, forcibly entered the house, handcuffed Sun Haowen first, and then conducted an extremely careful search. No matter how perfect it is, there is no escape from the power of technology. Waiting for Sun Haowen is only the death penalty. If the plaintiff's love for them was so deep, it would have been brutal torture until death. Unless......

Zhi Du was completely destroyed.

Jang Ji-woo didn't want to enter the room again, he would rather the door never existed. In the room, there was an indescribable fear, and Zhang Zhiyu refused to take any step.

The clouds converge and condense into a uniform layer of clouds, radiating a dim brilliance that fades away on the way. The gray turned into green, an extremely oppressive dark green, and everything was covered with a dark green filter, which was even more a sad color, Zhang Zhiyu looked through the window in a daze, looking blankly at the sky, clouds, streets, and flames. The world was unexpectedly bright, but it was so dark, the storm condensed, roared and swept by, he could not hear anything, but he could imagine it all. He watched as the countless whirlpools of sand turned into dark green whirlpools, rushing through the sky, but finally falling, and he watched the dark green flames burn, dancing, shaking, leaping, floating and settling with a faint burst, disintegrating one by one, turning into tiny sparks, and disappearing with the last spark.

The world of dark green.

Rainstorms are coming.