I had thought of countless ways of life in this world, but now, it was unfolding in front of me in an unexpected but reasonable way, without death or despair......

Fang Yan got closer and closer to the town, and at the same time, his heart became more and more panicked,

Whether it is the dry land he saw along the way, or the growing wind and sand, or the patches of cornfields, they all told him that the world was more cruel than he imagined.

He even thought of a movie - interstellar, cornfield, wind and sand, all so similar.

The temperature slowly rose, and Fang Yan didn't know if this was the result of his own mental factors, he stood not far from the town, observing this strange and familiar place.

Dialects once thought about a situation where people's daily lives would shift from day to night, because it was impossible for people to live in the same temperature as during the day.

But now, the town seems very quiet, and the scale of the town is much, much larger than before, with the specifications of a small city.

The original mud houses are gone, replaced by modern residential buildings, and the lights dot the residential buildings, which even make the dialect think of the word "comfort".

And in the middle of the town, there was a soft white light, vaguely as if something was written, and it was not clear to see.

took out the water bottle and took a sip, Fang Yan wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the time on his watch, it was already half past eleven, put on his backpack again, and Fang Yan continued to walk towards the town.

The temperature around me began to drop unusually low, and the closer you got to the town, the more noticeable this feeling became.

And by the time Fang Yan walked into this town, the heat outside had completely disappeared, and the comfortable temperature made Fang Yan want to hum.

Busy smart machines are constantly sweeping away the yellow sand piled up on the ground, and then slowly moving to the side, dumping the contained sand into a unified containment box.

Walking in the town surrounded by greenery, looking at the towering residential buildings, sci-fi cars, and subway signs on both sides of the road, Fang Yan felt an inexplicable peace of mind.

"Boss, two more beers!"

"Wait, I'll be right away!"

"Why is our barbecue not ...... good?"

"Wait a minute, you'll be fine right away."

"Boss ......"

In the distance, he heard the voices of people coming from the alley, and Fang Yan trotted over and looked inside. It was a barbecue stand, and the blacks and the Chinese were sitting on both sides of the river, eating barbecue and drinking wine.

Although I was surprised by the fluent Mandarin of the few black men, the dialect paid more attention to the table in front of a Chinese person, and the technology products on the table.

"Holographic technology." Fang Yan looked at the changing images on the desktop and whispered.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he began to run towards the white light in the middle of the town.

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Earth, no more weeping!

Local time: 00:23 on July 21, 2103 AD

Local temperature: 26.3°C

Tomorrow's weather: Extremely strong sandstorms

And behind these four lines is a rotating and beautiful earth......

Fang Yan put his hands on his knees, looked at the image of the green earth, slowly sat on the ground, and laughed in a low voice, slowly, the voice became louder and louder, and spread far and far in this silent town.

"What little bunny is so restless and crazy in the middle of the night, isn't it? Go crazy and go crazy, don't disturb my grandmother's sleep! ”

Fang Yan instantly stopped his slightly crazy laughter, glanced humbly in the direction where the voice came, found an underground garage with a smile, and slept peacefully.

……

Fang Yan woke up the next day, the garage door had been automatically locked, and only the "rustle" sound of the wind and sand rubbing against the garage door outside could be heard.

After trying to attract attention to no avail, the dialect returned to a dark corner, quietly initiating.

Looks like I'm used to being alone, Fang Yan thought to himself.

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"Hey, wake up, it's 8 o'clock."

Feeling the slapping sensation coming from his face, Fang Yan opened his eyes, and he was greeted by a big man in a security uniform.

"The sandstorm has stopped, go home, look at you have been like this for two days, why don't you call the police station and let them pick it up?" Dahan looked at the dialect that opened his eyes and blamed.

"My phone has dropped and I can't reach anyone." The dialect's voice was dry, and he stood up and moved his stiff body for a moment

"You can too, the watch phone can also be dropped, okay, I won't say anything, hurry up and go home and wash it." Dahan waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, big brother." Fang Yan shouted at the big man who turned to leave.

After changing his clothes in a corner of the underground garage, Fang Yan luxuriously washed his head and face with two bottles of mineral water, and walked out of the garage door.

It's a noisy wind, this black man is very cute, and the temperature is too comfortable......

"Ahh The dialect spat out a mouthful of sand.

"What, big brother, I'm sorry."

Fang Yan turned his head to look at the big black brother who was holding a broom and showing a mouthful of white teeth to himself, and his body shuddered.

"It's okay, it's okay, you continue, you continue."

The black man glanced at the dialect in surprise and swept it along the way the dialect had made way.

Oh my God, I'm struggling, the big black brother is more fluent in Mandarin than I am.

……

……

"Perfect World, a large-scale holographic game developed by top game developers, the most perfect world, the most suitable environment, you, what are you waiting for, download and join it!"

"The sandstorm warning has ended, and it is expected that the traffic roads in the nearby counties can be cleared tomorrow......"

Along the way, Fang Yan also saw many scenes that could not be seen at night, the intelligent machine that cleaned the surface of a building in 10 minutes, the holographic image in the center of the mall, the screen advertising on the surface of the building, and the beautiful women hurrying by the street, and the fragrant restaurant......

The smell of fresh food, Fang Yan sniffed a few mouthfuls towards the restaurant, and instantly felt that he was half resurrected, remembering the scene in the mountains at that time, Fang Yan felt that he was really stupid at that time.

Continuing to walk forward, Fang Yan saw the Bank of China and touched his pocket, which contained more than 800 yuan that he had specially left.

……

"Excuse me, where is the RMB exchange?" Fang Yan asked the security guard in the hall.

"What do you say?"

"The exchange of RMB is the exchange of RMB in the past."

"In the past, you go to that counter to find that beauty." The security guard pointed the dialect with his hand.

"Thank you." Fang Yan said and walked towards the counter.

"Hello, beauty, can I exchange the previous renminbi?" Fang Yan asked.

"Yes, take it out."

Fang Yan took his wallet out of his pocket, took out 847 yuan, thought about it, and drew another 100 back.

"Wait, you should be the 6th set of RMB." The counter lady looked at the money Fang Yan took out, her eyes widened, and she began to shine.

She quickly took out a mobile phone-like thing and swept it at the pile of coins, and the eyes of the counter lady sparked even more.

"Ahem, you put it away first."

Fang Yan looked confused, but he still obediently put it away.

"You follow me." The counter lady looked at Fang Yan, took her wallet, turned around and shouted behind her, "Sister Zhang, I'll go out for a while." ”

Fang Yan really didn't know what was happening now, at this time he had been pulled by the counter lady to a small corner near the bank.

"Hand it over." The counter lady held out her hand towards the dialect.

"Handed over what?" Fang Yan shrank back, a little scared.

"Your 6th set of RMB, I will buy it at the right price, anyway, you can only exchange it at the same price in the bank, what are you rubbing, I won't eat you." The counter lady looked at the frightened dialect and said with a blank look.

After a long time, after the two people in the corner had made an indescribable transaction, Fang Yan walked out with the 3,000 yuan in his hand, and behind him was the red-faced counter lady.

Don't think crookedly, the dialect is just very pure to kill the bargain, well, very "pure".