In winter, the forest has no leaves to shade the sky, and the sunlight shines through the branches and branches on the snow, and the branches covered with thick snow make the whole forest look the same. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If walking on the ground, knee-deep snow would be unbearable, Yan Zhen and Xiao 7 continued to use the earth technique to walk through the ground, following the direction marked by the coordinates, and it took about two hours for them to penetrate the interior of a building.

To the surprise of the two, their location at this time should be in the belly of the mountain, but there is no rock in the mountain but there is a cement poured underground passage.

The vaulted passage is about large enough for a truck to pass through, and there are wrist-thick cables on the walls on either side, indicating that there was a lot of electricity used here.

Yan Zhen never heard his father mention that such a large underground fortification had been built in his hometown, and there were air-raid shelters dug during special periods, but they were all filled in later.

"I think we've probably come to the right place." Xiao 7 poked at the wall of the passage and said: "According to that coordinate, the mysterious person and our father must be hiding in the mountains, but there are no houses and no land in the mountains, how do they live?" It's a different matter if you hide in this underground fortification, as long as you have enough food to live, you can live for a few years. ”

"There's a survivor base out there, why hide here?" Yan Zhen asked.

"Is it safe to have a base? It can be destroyed at any time. Xiao 7's words made Yan Zhen refute it.

Now that they had reached the place where the coordinates were indicated, they continued to walk deeper into the passage, where the walls of the passage were originally painted with slogans, but because of the age, the paint had fallen off and could not see what was written.

Iron signs were nailed to the walls at intervals, possibly reminders or road signs, but they were also so rusty that they turned into scrap metal.

After walking nearly 100 meters, the passage came to an end, and the heavy metal gate fell halfway, and people only had to bend down to get through.

Yan Zhen and Xiao 7 swooped into the door, there was still a passage behind the door, and they walked about fifty meters again, and came across the second door, this time a double-opened iron door.

Xiao 7 held the handle on the door, opened the door a crack, the faint light overflowed, Yan Zhen hurriedly pulled Xiao 7 behind him, and waited for a while, but there was no movement behind the door.

Yan Zhen walked in first, the light came from the old-fashioned light bulbs on both sides of the passage, there was one such bulb every five meters, this passage had obviously been abandoned for a long time, even if there was an independent generator to provide power, someone must be maintaining it.

There was a small door open on the third door, the small door was open, and there was also a light inside, Yan Zhen's heart couldn't help but jump wildly, and the moment his hand touched the small door, a voice suddenly came out from behind the door:

"Please come in."

Yan Zhen opened the door and walked in, he asked Xiao 7 to wait outside the door, if this was a trap, they couldn't all fall in, but Xiao 7 didn't listen to his arrangement, he just went in, Xiao 7 then squeezed in, and pushed him in front of him.

The space inside the door is slightly wider than the passageway, and there is a closed door on all four walls of the square space, in front of which there are boxes and miscellaneous items, and two single beds are placed in the middle of the miscellaneous items.

A gray-haired middle-aged man sat on the edge of one of the single beds, and when he saw Yan Zhen entering the door, he immediately stood up, looking very excited, Yan Zhen's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of the middle-aged man.

There was also a man in the room, sitting on a 'chair' made of wooden boxes in the center of the room, facing the direction of the door, and opening the cans in front of a table also made of wooden boxes.

"Your father is fine, don't worry." The person in the chair turned his face and smiled at Yan Zhen.

This man is indeed as good-looking as his neighbors describe, with a gentle smile without a hint of hypocrisy, the kind of person you see who thinks of him as an ambassador of peace, not a terrorist.

Yan Zhen couldn't care much at this time, and stepped in front of the middle-aged man in a few steps, the middle-aged man was his father Yan Zhihua, seeing that his father was good-looking and not injured, the worries and anxieties that had been suppressed in his heart for months were finally washed away.

Both father and son are not good at expressing feelings, and you only say a few words back and forth, 'How's that?' You okay? 'It's good, it's fine.' 'It's okay, it's okay.' ’

Xiao 7 was unusual, he did not gather around to recognize his relatives, but approached the man at the table, looked left and right, and his expression was like that of an archaeologist who discovered a rare mummy four thousand years ago.

"I seem to know you." Little 7 rubbed his chin in confusion and shook his head in denial.

"9587, long time no see." The man was also looking at Xiao 7 and said with a smile: "You finally chose to become a carbon-based life." ”

Xiao 7 scratched his head when he heard this, Yan Zhen came over at this time, this person can call out Xiao 7's ranking in the family, and the origin must be not small, so he took the initiative to say:

"Hello, thank you for rescuing my father."

The man put the opened can on the spoon and pushed it to the table, and in the face of Yan Zhen's thanks, he smiled and shook his head: "You're welcome, I need your help." ”

As soon as he heard the word 'help', Yan Zhen's hanging heart was somewhat relaxed, since he had something to ask for, it was estimated that he would not be an enemy.

"If I can do it, I'll help." Yan Zhen didn't say anything to death, and at this time, he didn't dare to guarantee anything.

"You can definitely do it, not to mention 9587 and me." The man stretched out his hand, shook Yan Zhen, and said, "My name is Paradise, it's a pleasure to meet you, Yan Zhen." ”

Yan Zhen's hand stiffened, if he hadn't experienced the wind and waves for several months, he would definitely be out of shape at this moment, now that he has accepted the status quo, nothing in this world is impossible.

He took a deep breath, calmly withdrew his hand, and said, "So, you are Paradise?" ”

Paradise nodded, gestured to 'please', motioned for Yan Zhen to sit down and said, Yan Zhen first let Daddy to the seat, he sat on the opposite side of Paradise, and Xiao 7 naturally sat next to him.

The four of them sat down around the table, and Paradise thought for a moment before slowly saying the opening words: "To be precise, I am not a complete paradise." ”

Xiao 7 once said that the paradise that controls the writer to create disasters is the paradise of blackening, but in fact, she doesn't know the truth, and after the paradise is blackened, it is divided into two individuals: good and evil.

The good individual is separated and excluded, loses its dominance over power, becomes a conscious body, parasitizes on a brain-dead patient, the young man sitting in front of them.

The reason why he was separated from the earth was because there was a glimmer of hope in his heart that through his efforts, the evil individuals would be returned to the right path.

"Obviously, I can't." Paradise said, his expression depressed, and he sighed deeply: "I can only watch it destroy one planet after another, and I want to change it, so I will be completely separated." ”