It was a world full of dead silence, the yellow sand in the sky, the scorching sun scorched the earth, and not a single trace of moisture could be felt in the hot air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the low end of a sand dune, there was a sudden tremor, and a dark hole appeared in the ground, and after a while, a black head stretched out, looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger, he crawled out of the hole vigorously, closed the hole again, erased all traces, and then clinged to the ground, and quickly ran into the distance.

It was a fifteen-year-old boy, a withered human being, his emaciated body seemed to be able to blow it down with a gust of wind, but his explosiveness was astonishing.

He quickly crossed several sand dunes and stuck his head out of a high ground to stare at a ruined mud house in the distance, his eyes flashing with pain and remembrance.

It used to be a huge city, where he lived, prosperous, beautiful, synonymous with this city, it bloomed all year round a famous flower of the continent - tulips, and its name, as beautiful as tulips, is also called tulips.

Ten years ago, the wind and rain here were smooth, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the old people had something to rely on and little to support, and people admired natural harmony without too many disputes, just like a paradise.

He was still very young at that time, but until now, he can vaguely remember that tulips were bathed in the glory of a huge empire and thrived, and this empire was called the Huaxia Empire.

The Huaxia Empire ruled the entire Eastern Continent, and even the most powerful Great Qin Empire at the time fell under its iron heels.

And tulips, as the old capital of the Chinese Empire, people all greet the sun every day with pride.

Although the Chinese Empire moved its capital to Xianyang City due to the needs of strategic development, the people here will always regard tulips as the capital of the Chinese Empire. It is an academic mecca, a paradise, and a city that people will always be proud of.

But ten years ago, the sky was like dead, without the wind and rain, the warm spring breeze and the harsh winter snow. Everything was taken away by the great sun in the sky.

The beautiful blue sky and clouds are gone, leaving only the endless heat of the day and the freezing cold of the night.

Ten years without a drop of rain, the scorching sun scorched the earth, all plants died, and even the most drought-tolerant food could not survive.

There is no food, and an endless famine ensues, and crazy humans fight to survive. He raised his butcher's knife to his fellow clansmen and fed on the flesh and blood of his kindred.

The mighty Huaxia Empire collapsed overnight, and even the mighty Imperial army couldn't stop the crazy people because they were also facing famine and they needed food.

The number of human beings has plummeted, and the vast majority of them have died not from starvation, but at the hands of their own friends and relatives.

The boy sighed, now. Of the hundreds of millions of tulips, there are only a few hundred people left. This is still an optimistic number, and most of them hide deep underground in the ruins of tulips, barely surviving on some tree roots, grass roots, and moist dirt.

But as time went on, there was less and less food to eat, and the water in the ground gradually disappeared. People born ten years ago can still be supported by strong bodies, but all babies born in these ten years have died early.

My mother couldn't even provide food and clothing for herself, let alone provide water.

The little boy didn't know why his resistance was so strong. I just heard that there is something called Heaven and Earth Aura, which is nourishing their generation.

But ten years ago, it is said that the aura of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and the babies born were all extremely weak, coupled with the lack of food, and soon became someone else's meal.

He'd seen too much of this, and though he sometimes wanted to stop it from happening with his blood, it didn't work, he couldn't beat the able-bodied cannibals.

Even again, he almost became someone else's food, and later, he recognized the reality and began to become cautious, hiding in Tibet, relying on his vigorous body and amazing premonition, to live until now.

Of course, the people who can support it until now all have the ability to survive and the ability to live.

His team, including him, consisted of only five people, all of whom had been playing well since childhood, trusting each other and relying on each other, and finding a staggered and well-developed cave underground.

Today it was his turn to go out in search of food, and it was supposed to be two people together, but his companion was injured and acted under the scorching sun, which would inevitably aggravate his condition, and in this dangerous desert, he would lose his life at any time, and it might even affect him.

As for the night, the desert is even more dangerous, and some extremely powerful beasts are active at night, hiding in their nests during the day to rest, and lurking at night.

Here, not only do you have to face the attacks of wild beasts, but you also have to guard against the hidden arrows of the same kind, which are the most dangerous creatures.

The person who was chatting sincerely with you with a hippie smile just now may stab you in the back the next moment and swallow your flesh alive.

He quietly approached the tulips, which were originally very large, but had been eroded by sandstorms all year round, and most of them had been buried under the deep sand, only a few tall and stable buildings could stand on top of the sand dunes, and his target was the houses under the sand.

He came cautiously to a tower-like building, where he had stumbled upon a book about a food processing shop that made tulip pastries that had been kept for a long time by some special means.

The pastries made are all for the upper echelons of the empire to eat, and they need to be transported across thousands of mountains and rivers to Xianyang City, so there are often a large number of reserves.

There is also a winery near the food processing shop, as long as it is sealed, the wine can be preserved for hundreds of years without spoiling, and the wine contains a lot of water, which is exactly what they urgently need.

The boy couldn't wait to enter the tower, there was nothing inside, and in order to hide, he decided to start digging from the inside of the tower.

Fortunately, the space here is large enough, and the top is not covered to block the sun's rays, so there are no creatures to hide here, but it is difficult to say at night, and it is densely covered with the footprints of wild beasts.

Just as he was halfway through the digging, a violent wind suddenly came from above, and his face changed greatly, and experience told him that this was a harbinger of the coming of the desert sandstorm, and it was the most powerful sandstorm.

If he didn't hurry back to camp, he would either be buried in the ground and suffocated to death, or swept into the sky by a sandstorm and crushed.

He quickly burst out of the tower and sped towards the territory.

He turned his head by chance, his eyes were about to split, and the yellow sand in the sky, like a monstrous wave, quickly pressed over, and the howling wind was becoming more and more violent.

He knew that he was running out of time, so he tried his best and gritted his teeth to rush forward.

But he hadn't eaten for many days, relying only on a little unknown liquid in the ground to support the operation of his body's functions, digging the sand dunes before, it took a lot of physical strength, and after only running for a while, he was already out of breath.

Without paying attention, he rolled down the dunes, and the sharp pain swept through his body, and his body was full of abrasions, and under the scorching sun, the scorching, heart-wrenching pain was like a thousand poisonous snakes biting his body.

But he bit his lip and climbed up the sand dunes step by step, and the wind blew him down again, and he was unwilling to lie on the ground again, frantically.

The sandstorm overwhelmed the sky, and a sigh rang out, and the little boy was plunged into endless darkness.

(To be continued.) )