Jin Soen, who was sitting opposite Zhang Longchu, felt the violent fluctuations in his emotions, and grabbed in front of Yan Minying and asked casually, "What's wrong with you?" Before the words fell, the entire body was suddenly lightly swept by a light red light cluster like the tail of a meteor.

At this moment, without waiting for Zhang Longchu to answer, Jin Suen jumped up as if there was a spring under her feet, and jumped to the nearest window in one step, looking longingly, she saw that the sky outside the window was fiery red, and a huge cloud like a volcanic eruption filled her eyes.

The vast expanse of burning clouds overflowed with lava, and the radiating bands of light occasionally swept over the helicopter and mysteriously penetrated the hull, and the whole body penetrated into the fuselage.

Not only that, but at the edge of the rolling clouds, there were also huge strange warships like mountains and the heads and bodies of unknown monsters from time to time.

After those images appeared, it was as if they were blocked by a thin but incomparably tough diaphragm, charging and struggling to penetrate but always unable to do so, and finally slowly disappointed, turning into magma again, tumbling and disappearing without a trace.

Shocked by the grotesque and terrifying scene in front of him, his heart tightened, and Jin Suen, who had a premonition that the situation was not good, clenched his fists with a blue face, and kept himself calm, and suddenly heard someone next to him say with a wry smile: "Miss Jin, do you think this may be a mirage?" ”

Turning his head to look at Zhang Longchu, who had squeezed to his side at some point, with a bitter smile on his face, Kim So-eun's mood calmed down a little because of the cold humor he asked knowingly, but his mouth replied coldly: "If we have been living in the world of magic movies, it may be possible." ”

"What is the difference between the so-called new generation we live in now and magic movies?" Zhang Longchu sighed, his expression changed, and he said like a philosopher: "The difference between civilizations in different planes is even greater than that of Europa and the African continent during the Great Discoveries of the old era, and colonization, plunder, and even genocide are inevitable.

So the theme of this era is, cannibalism, either we earthlings eat others, or others eat us..."

Hearing this, Jin Suen was speechless for a long time, and after being silent for more than ten seconds, he said softly: "I didn't expect you to be much wiser than you seem on the surface, Mr. Zhang."

But living in such a cruel era of conquest, the most useless thing is the emotion and moaning like you just now, cheer up, use your own strength, and live well.

That's all that matters. After that, he turned to look at the cabin that was gradually in turmoil, and walked back to Yan Minying's side through the passengers who stood up and crowded in front of the window with different expressions and discussions, and explained to his cousin without knowing what to say.

Turning his head to look at this scene, Zhang Longchu shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "What an arrogant woman, but what she said is very reasonable...", and then his tone paused, and he turned his head to look at the demonic beasts and warships that emerged on the edge of the rolling red clouds outside the window, forcibly suppressing the inexplicable excitement in his heart, while subconsciously groping for the strange backpack that straddled his shoulder;

While lowering his voice, he continued: "The most important thing is to live well with all your might, Zhang Longchu, whether it is now or in the future, don't look for death when your strength is obviously insufficient..."

As he muttered to himself, the helicopter kept moving forward, across the ocean, over the port of Incheon, which had become off-limits to civilians, to a military airfield on the outskirts of Seoul, the capital of South Korea.

After that, Zhang Longchu walked out of the airport gate with the flow of people, officially ended his originally expected 5-day Tai Chi plane adventure trip, and after saying goodbye to Kim So-eun, Yan Minying and others, he stopped a taxi on the side of the street, and went straight back to his rented house and slept directly with his head covered.

When he woke up, it was already dark, he took a shower, changed into clean clothes, comfortably opened the brain at the end of the bed, clicked on the browser, and entered keywords such as 'horror clouds, giant monsters...' in the search engine, and instantly searched for millions of related pages.

After that, I looked at the homepage 'From China to Millican, from England to the Congo in Africa, terror clouds have been found all over the world';

'Terror red clouds found around the world, scientists predict unnatural phenomena';

'Governments are suspected of blocking internal information, triggering widespread public protests'... , didn't click on the content at all, and Zhang Longchu already sighed solemnly.

He muttered to himself, "It seems that the worst premonition has come true...", casually browsed a few cookie-cutter messages, frowned and closed the brain, sat on the sofa for a while, touched his stomach and turned around, and strolled out of his apartment.

As soon as he left the door, Zhang Longchu saw a figure of medium height, wearing a thick reddish-brown winter coat, wrapping himself like a brown bear, with a mask on his mouth, ringing the doorbell of the apartment opposite.

Hearing a noise behind him, the man immediately turned around and glanced at Zhang Longchu as if frightened, and then bowed slightly politely.

The Chinese civilization has a long history of thousands of years, and has always been known as the country of etiquette, and South Korea prides itself on being a little Huaxia, although there is some meaning of gold on the face, but the people, especially the young people, are quite polite This is worthy of the name.

Seeing others saluting him, although he was a stranger, Zhang Longchu nodded subconsciously after a pause, and greeted, "Hello." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the door of the apartment opposite wide open, and a sleepy-eyed young woman with a ponytail tied behind her head, revealing a high forehead, and a pair of wide-rimmed pink glasses hanging from the bridge of her nose, poked her head out.

"Ah, you're a dead girl who's only now..."Seeing the brown bear-like figure ringing the doorbell, the woman immediately lowered her voice and shouted, halfway through the conversation, she saw that Zhang Longchu was also standing in the corridor, her voice was choked, and then her expression turned 180 degrees to show a kind smile, looking at Zhang Longchu and said: "Ah, you are the neighbor who just moved into the apartment opposite."

Hello, my name is An Min'er, please take care of me in the future. ”

"Ah, hello, my name is Zhang Longchu." Facing the smiling faces of his neighbors, Zhang Longchu also smiled, and then suddenly remembered the Korean customs he saw on the Internet not long ago, and made up for it, "Well, I haven't prepared the snacks to be delivered to my neighbors when I move, and I will make up for them later." ”

When Koreans move to a new environment, whether they are renting temporarily or settling for a long time, they must buy snacks to greet their neighbors, which is an unspoken custom, and if you don't follow it, it is easy to leave the people around you with uneducated stereotypes.

However, this kind of thing is something that can only be understood and cannot be spoken, and speaking it directly will also give people a feeling of 'this person is very strange', so when she heard Zhang Longchu's words, the young woman paused for a moment, and immediately smiled awkwardly and waved her hand again and again: "Ah, don't be so polite, you really don't need it, you are very grateful if you have this heart." ”

But Zhang Longchu, who felt that since he was going to live in South Korea, which is known as Little Huaxia, for half a year, he had to more or less abide by the so-called 'guest as he pleases' custom in Chinese civilization, but he still realized his mistake and insisted on saying: "Dim sum will definitely be delivered, is this basic courtesy, goodbye." After that, he walked down the stairs briskly, no longer verbose.

Looking at his disappearing back, the neighbor woman opened her mouth and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "What a weirdo...";

He grabbed the arm of the guest outside the door, dragged him into the apartment, and closed the door.

At the same time, Zhang Longchu, who had left the apartment building, took a deep breath of the cold air in the night sky, turned his head to look in the direction of Incheon, and saw that half of the sky in the distance showed a red color, and stood in place for a while before strolling towards the outside of the community.

Seoul is one of the top 10 metropolitan cities in Asia, and although it is close to the early hours of the morning, the streets are still lit with neon lights and crowds of people and vehicles everywhere.

Zhang Longchu followed the flow of people for a while, and when he came to an intersection, he suddenly smelled a large boiling pot of a stall that was operating on the side of the auxiliary road, which was emitting a strong aroma of food.

This kind of roadside stall can be seen everywhere in South Korea, apply to the city government;

Buy a catering cart that can act as a kitchen;

Then get some fresh ingredients, and then set up a plastic shed in the evening on a slightly remote street, put up a few tables and chairs, and you can open for business, providing nothing more than some simple spicy fried rice cakes, fish cakes, fish balls... and other traditional Korean foods.

Zhang Longchu walked to the front of the stall, and an obese middle-aged woman who was stir-frying rice cakes immediately greeted enthusiastically: "Young people want to eat something, rice cakes, seafood, ramen... We have everything you need here. ”

"Then the best one is to bring me a few things, the seafood should be fresh and the best, and you can have a bowl of soup casually, thank you." Looking at the food in front of him that he didn't know much, Zhang Longchu said casually.

Listening to his boldness, the middle-aged woman said more and more enthusiastically: "Okay, I'll come soon, guest, you go to sit and rest first, do you want to drink any wine?" ”

"The beer is ready." Zhang Longchu replied casually, sat down at the only empty round table in the plastic shed, and waited until the steamed fish, fried rice cakes, fried ginseng and so on were all on the table, and then began to enjoy dinner.

South Korea has a small territory, poor products, and a variety of cuisines, in fact, a kind of white radish can be processed into eighteen different kinds of kimchi, most of the ingredients, and the taste advocates health and lightness, Zhang Longchu felt really unappetizing after eating a few bites, and couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, a drunken figure broke into the food stall and shouted loudly: "Auntie, auntie, I'm here again, please serve me a plate of fried rice cakes and a bottle of soju, thank you." As he spoke, he raised his glass and drank wine. (To be continued.) )