The hoarse voice of the young man passed far away on the silent and uninhabited streets, the gray sky, the empty streets, the dead and silent buildings like ruins, a person with a guitar, and the singing of no one else, in such an environment, it actually gave Zhou Chu a sense of desolate despair of an idealist.

"This was not the light we wanted

All the pain is still here

Just before the most can be said to see again

Let us flutter in the air with faith

This was not the life we wanted

All the pain will still be gone

Just before the most can be said to see again

Let's follow the faith

Fly in the air! ”

When the fluttering singing voice came out, it was no longer a song, but an almost roaring shout, the hoarse and almost laryngeal voice, as if it was about to break through the sky at the same time, it actually made Zhou Chu's chest and soul have a certain resonance, and he wanted to sing with him, but he still suppressed such an impulse very well.

Such an environment, such a wandering singer, how can it reveal weirdness.

"You're the Awoken too." After putting down the guitar, the young man with a beard and a young face lit a crumpled cigarette for himself, and then looked at Zhou Chu.

"Yes." Zhou Chu nodded, then hesitated, but still walked over, stopped by a wall not far from him, leaning there, this is the most suitable distance and position, which can show closeness, but also not defenseless.

In the same way, he lit a cigarette for himself.

There is no doubt that a person who can play the guitar and sing Wang Feng's beliefs in such a place should not and will not be a person in the Silent Ridge World, it can only show that he is also an awakened person.

"Hmm...... It's the third batch. The young man took a deep breath and looked extremely intoxicated, "You also came out to look for clues." ”

The third batch? Zhou Chu raised his head suddenly, looking at the young wandering singer, he seemed to know something?

"Don't look at me like that." The young wandering singer waved his hand, "I know what you're thinking, but every time everyone looks at me with the same expression, it's easy to get tired of ......"

"......" Zhou Chu didn't know what Lu Dao should say.

"That's right, you are the third batch after opening this world again, the proportion of the first two batches of people who left after the most Lu is about 10% and 15%, I don't remember, and then you are the third group, as far as I met, there are probably five temporary squads, each team is looking for clues as much as possible, and I don't know what the proportion of your group that can survive and leave will be."

"......" Zhou Chu was a little stunned, but he still grasped the key point in his sentence, "You just said that we are the third batch, so aren't you?" ”

"Of course not." The young wandering singer smiled, "It's good to find out the information in my description so quickly, and then, it's a reward, and of course I don't have anything to give you." ”

A small black object was thrown towards Zhou Chu, Zhou Chu took it in his hand, and after opening the palm, he found that it was a somewhat old music box.

What is it? Clue or?

"Not a clue." The young wandering singer smiled, "I can't interfere with you at will, this will change the difficulty of the world, and that will harm you, this is just a music box, I recorded and made it myself." ”

Zhou Chu nodded and put away the music box, although at first he also hoped that it was a clue or something, but it was indeed like what the wandering singer said, if he was not the awakened person who entered this group, then he was likely to be like Gao Ming, directly affecting the changes in this world. …,

"And who are?"

"The first Awakened." The young wandering singer has nothing to hide," the time of Alaissa, that is, ten years ago. ”

"Ten years ago?!" This time, Zhou Chu was surprised, "Don't tell me, you've been staying here for ten years." ”

"Of course not." The young wandering singer laughed, "I will also go to the real world world outside, and I will also go around the other nightmare world worlds, but the real world ...... I haven't been back for a long time. ”

"......" Although Zhou Chu wanted to ask what was Weilu, he still held back, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

"Look." He said, "Have you ever heard of a bard?" ”

Zhou Chu nodded, the bard is a traveler who wanders around in fantasy novels and knight novels, collects all kinds of local legends and myths, and then tells and sings about them, and is also an excellent singer and poet.

"I'm doing this right now." After the young wandering singer played the strings to make the guitar sound crisp and beautiful, he continued, "Traveling through different worlds, watching all kinds of awakened people, and then telling and singing their stories, of course, sometimes not. ”

Zhou Chu stared at him for a while, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, before he said, "I don't know what Lu Dao should say." ”

"There's no need to say anything." The young wandering singer said, "I'm just a little curious about you...... So just come and have a look. ”

"Curious about me?" This time, Zhou Chu became curious.

"Well, but it's nothing, it's just curious, and now that I see it, it's okay." The young wandering singer stood up, stretched, and did it again, "I'm going to keep singing, do you want to be together?" ”

Zhou Chu was about to say something, but a sharp and piercing air defense siren suddenly sounded in the sky, Zhou Chu was stunned for a moment, but the young wandering singer just showed a relieved smile.

"Let's go, the world is coming."

Zhou Chu turned his head and ran, but only ran a few steps before he stopped.

"What's your name?"

"Flame Wolf." The young mariasque smiled at him.

Zhou Chu turned his head and continued to run, and behind him, the young wandering singer didn't seem to be afraid of the harsh and sharp siren, so he hugged the guitar and adjusted the strings.

Once again, the slightly hoarse singing voice sounded over the shrill sound of sirens.

"If one day, I have nothing to rely on, please bury me in, bury me in that time~ If one day, I leave quietly, please bury me, bury me in this spring~"

This time, it was Wang Feng's spring.

The hoarse singing became smaller and smaller in the shrill siren, with Zhou Chu's footsteps getting farther and farther away, but it was still clearly audible in the increasingly gloomy environment.

Although he didn't know what kind of flame wolf would not be afraid of the upcoming Lyric Realm, for Zhou Chu, he was not sure that he would be able to fight against those terrifying monsters in the Realm, so the best way to do it at the moment was to find the church and hide from it.

While running and looking at the map indication on his watch, Zhou Chu was at least three streets away from the nearest chapel, and he didn't know if he could catch up, so he could only run towards that side with all his might.