28th of every month, 5 a.m., 0:00......

In fact, the dialect does not know what the meaning of this date has, and the people of Guoan have checked all the information and have not found anything related to it, perhaps, it is just a random finger from God on the calendar.

But if you think about it, there is still a leap year in this world, and it may be that you can wear it 12 times a year, all year round.

The world is just so wonderful, isn't it?

The difference in horizons also represents the difference in the amount of knowledge acquired, just like when you see the saying "the sky is round and the place is round", you will laugh it off, after all, in modern times, who will not know that the earth is round?

Thoughts, began to wander, since the first crossing, before each crossing, and after returning, is the time when the dialect thinks the most.

But at the same time, no questions were answered, no one told him why he had crossed, and no one had told him what he was going to do after the crossing......

“5，4，3，2，1，0！”

The end of the countdown means that his consciousness is blurred, which means that he has once again traveled to an unknown world, an unknown time and space.

The past, or the future......

……

"Dialect ......" was confused, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind calling him softly.

The confusion of consciousness made him unable to respond at all, without hands, eyes, or mouth......

He couldn't see, he couldn't touch, he couldn't even hear it, but the voice still came into his head intermittently.

"Save...... Civilization...... Live ......"

The dialect is like a light, like an invisible light, flashing by......

In another place, it seems to be empty, and it seems to be in a frozen space.

"Maya, are you alright?" A voice rang out from the void.

"Atlanta, you should know that you guided me in the first place, and now, it's up to me to guide this child." Maya's voice in response was old and weak, "I only hope that he won't be here, and his name won't be changed to human." ”

"Civilization, ......" also came from the side.

"We're all just losers, losers, maybe we really can't have anything......," a voice sighed,

"Gendaya, do you remember the beginning, the first time you were." A voice asked.

"I don't remember exactly, but I remember vividly that my death was also the first time, that time, the future, and then, there was no ......future," Gendaya replied.

"I'm dying in the future," Miso sighed...... "My memory is almost blurred, and I can't remember the past, my civilization, my home." ”

"Family ......" a murmur sounded,

As if something had been touched, everything in the void returned to silence......

……

"Who's talking?"

No one answered, no one appeared, only a faint smell of gunsmoke, which spread through the air.

Dust was piled up on the ground, the ceramic floor had cracked, the rubble was scattered haphazardly, and some broken pieces of clothing were scattered on the ground.

Fang Yan raised his head and looked around.

Concrete and rebar, with some pitch black, were haphazardly exposed to the air, and the walls in front of them were torn, revealing the sky that had been clouded outside, and the shadows of the mountains in the distance.

Next to it, a sloping piece of wall fell to the ground on this floor, and the only thing left was a tall column, proving that it was once the beam that supported the roof.

Some pieces of paper fluttered in the breeze, yellowed, and shattered......

The dialect turned his head, but stayed where he was.

Half of the Ruins......

Countless steel bars, exposed from the jagged fractures, looked extremely hideous, and a shabby red dress was hanging on a steel bar, moving with the wind.

It was half of the building, and the other half of the building was piled up on the ground.

Wooden boards, wardrobes, electrical appliances......

Countless things that testify to modern life are exposed in only half of the building, eroded by wind and rain, fading and rusting......

Fang Yan lifted his footsteps and turned to the edge of the building.

"Ka...... Boom ......"

The bottom of the boots comes into contact with the gravel on the ground, and then drives the gravel, making a fine crushing sound, which is particularly loud in this ruin.

The world in the lower places began to slowly unfold in front of his eyes, and his steps began to slow down slowly, as if every extra step seemed to be a little heavier.

The white sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the dialect stood on the edge blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.

As far as the eye can see, there is a city and a ruin......

On a banner in the distance, the word "investment" still remains, but there is no remaining "guide".

The roofs of the tall buildings seemed to have been bombed, and none of them were intact, and the buildings not far away were directly broken and fell to the side, leaving only the steel bars connecting its head and feet.

The whole city, as if all that was left was black, became deserted and dead......

"Save...... Is it civilized......"

Fang Yan muttered, remembering the old voice, the voice that came to his head in the midst of his confusion.

"But how can I save ......?"

He asked again, as if asking the old voice, as if asking himself.

Raising his head, the gold on the horizon has begun to shine, and the rising sun is slowly rising, spreading its own brilliance on the ground that has become a ruin.

Fang Yan turned and walked behind him.

He knew that this was the future, and he knew that this was also war, and now, he had to be ready to face war, and then, get out of this building!

"Discover the target and execute the cleanup plan!"

"Data is being calculated!"

"The target is 115.4 meters above the ground and 487 meters away."

"Weapon system launch, launch, miniature missile."

A small flash of fire began to emerge, and after a jet, it sliced through the air and shot towards the place where the dialect was.

"Boom!"

A loud bang sounded behind Fang Yan, and a wave of air struck, slamming Fang Yan directly against the sloping wall in front of him, and his head hit a raised cement pillar.

"Hmm!"

A soft snort came out, and the dialect slid down the sloping wall, and in front of his eyes, it began to become dim, and consciousness became blurred.

Are you going to die?

Fang Yan thought about it, and stretched out his hand, as if to grasp something, but in the end he hammered down weakly......

The ground began to tremble, and dust filled the air, and rubble continued to fall from the half-remaining building, hiding the dialect's body.

"Data is being calculated!"

"Target cleared!"

"Keep searching for your target!"