“…… Are you still suffering from hunger and loneliness? Are you still hiding and hiding to survive? Come on, come here, Phantom City welcomes all the survivors who come, so far, 200,000 compatriots have gathered here, there is hope here, there is a future ......"

A clear and beautiful female voice came out of the radio, gentle, intellectual, and generous, just listening to the voice can make a beautiful and smiling face appear in people's minds. Ling Xiu was stunned, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and it shattered with a "snap", and the hot porridge inside spilled all over the ground.

Unexpectedly, he really didn't expect that the radio actually received information from the outside world, it was so sudden that Ling Xiu couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

When the woman broadcast again, Ling Xiucai rushed over as if he had just woken up from a dream, holding the radio in his hand and listening to it carefully. The long-lost human voice, although it was only coming from the radio, was very close to him.

"There are 200,000 people gathered in the Phantom City, so isn't the Phantom City a base that completely belongs to human beings?"

Ling Xiu's irrepressible joy in his heart, he was like a lonely ship floating aimlessly in the dark ocean, seeing the lighthouse at this moment and finding the way forward.

This night, Ling Xiu was so excited that he couldn't sleep, he decided to go to the Phantom City, where there were 200,000 people, it was a miniature version of the human world, he couldn't wait to return to the world that belonged to the human race.

It's just that when he took out the national map to find out the location of the Phantom City, the excitement and joy dissipated in an instant, Haiyang City is more than 2,500 kilometers away from the Phantom City, and to reach the Phantom City from Haiyang City, it must pass through three provinces.

Ling Xiu felt like a basin of cold water pouring down on the top of his head, and his whole person was frozen.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "More than 2,000 kilometers away, I have the life to get there?" ”

He suddenly remembered Tang Seng who learned scriptures from the west, there were unknown dangers along the way, but his conditions were not as good as Tang Seng, although Tang Seng was weak, but there were at least three apprentices with strong martial arts to protect him, and he was alone.

Forget it!

Ling Xiu threw the map away, even if he was forced to leave his rental house, he would never go to the Phantom City, which was thousands of miles away.

The end of the world is coming, the roads must be congested, there are messily parked vehicles everywhere, and driving is wishful thinking, that is to say, if you want to go to the Phantom City, you have to walk through step by step with your feet, under such a premise, if there are still people who want to go to the Phantom City, it can only be said that this person's brain is in the water.

The dawn of hope appeared but quickly disappeared, and Ling Xiu's mood fell to the bottom.

After breakfast, he exercised in the house again, because he adapted to the previous exercise task, Ling Xiu increased the amount of training, push-ups, sit-ups, and frog jumps were all increased from five hundred to six hundred, and squatting and horse steps were increased from one hour to one and a half hours.

The training was very hard and tired, and when he had the idea of giving up in his heart, Ling Xiu kept repeating the words in his mouth: "When the heavens descend on the people, they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are tempted to endure and benefit what they can't." ”

It was one of his favorite words, and every time he recited it, he could feel a strong will and great strength.

……

After completing the training task, after the body was completely cooled down, he wet the towel to wipe the sweat stains off his body, and Ling Xiu boiled a pot of hot tea to warm his limbs. It had been raining for fifteen hours since it had fallen last night, but it had changed from last night's downpour to a light rain now.

Ling Xiu walked to the window and looked down, there were still many zombies standing on the street, they were like dry soil, full of thirst for rain.

After taking a closer look with the binoculars, Ling Xiu's eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise, those zombies had changed, originally they were like dried corpses and crumpled without any moisture, but after fifteen hours of rain, their shriveled cheeks began to become round again, their dry hands and claws also had skin and flesh, and the traces of bones were not very obvious.

"Water is the source of life for people, but is it the same for zombies?"

Ling Xiu muttered a guess, but soon he denied his guess, zombies are dead corpses walking on the ground, how can dead corpses need water, at best, they are just replenishing water.

Although he didn't have any hope of going to Phantom City, Ling Xiu would still listen to that channel on time and hear human voices, at least so that he could feel less lonely. After listening for a few days, he found that after the channel broadcast the words of the survivors to go to the Phantom City three times in the sweet female voice, he invited others to speak, and the other people who spoke were looking for their relatives, and they hoped to inform their relatives that they were in the Phantom City through this platform, and called their relatives to come over for a reunion.

Ling Xiu always scoffed at this, not to mention whether his relatives were alive or not, even if he was alive, but in the current era, there are very few things like radios, and the vast majority of people listen to the radio through their mobile phones, and without electricity supply, mobile phones have become completely useless rags.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if you are still alive, you have a radio, and the probability of receiving a radio station in this frequency band and happening to hear information from your relatives is ridiculously low, so this is extremely unreliable, just a kind of hope given by yourself in despair.

After dinner that day, Ling Xiu lay on the sofa again and listened to the voice coming from the Phantom City, he already knew what the name of this radio announcer was, Yi Lin, a very beautiful girl's name.

“…… Are you still suffering from hunger and loneliness? Are you still hiding to survive? Come on, come here, Phantom City welcomes all the survivors who come, so far, 200,000 compatriots have gathered here, there is hope here, there is a future ......"

After announcing this sentence three times, Yi Lin began to introduce the hope that she had placed on the radio today, calling out the survivors of the lost relatives.

"Hello little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Ling Xue!" A young girl's voice rang out.

Ling Xiu, who had been listening to the radio with his eyes closed and leisurely, opened his eyes violently as if he had been shocked and sat up from the sofa.

"Cher, it's just ...... Cher's voice! ”

Ling Xiu held his breath and brought his ears to the radio, concentrating, afraid of missing a trace of content.

"Okay Ling Xue, who do you want to hear your voice?"

"I wish my brother could hear me!"

"Oh? What's your brother's name? ”

"My brother, his name is Ling Xiu." After a pause, "Big sister, is it possible that my brother must be able to hear my voice?" The voice was full of nervousness and worry.

There was a brief silence on the radio, and it was obvious that Yi Lin was stunned for a moment, and then she was heard saying in a very affirmative tone, "Yes, your brother Ling Xiu must be able to hear your voice!" ”

Adults know this is a comforting word when they hear it.