The dark night sky was covered with black clouds, and four moons reflected a bright, calming silver light from the windows.

The silver-white moon, the golden moon, the blood-red moon and the blue moon are arranged in four corners in a very irregular diamond shape.

The gray city wall is about ten meters high, the towers are densely covered with battlements, the pure black steel city gate, and the weapon workshop that has been abandoned for many days under the city wall

It is like a historical photo that has been frozen in an instant, a silent old castle.

Are they still alive?

A figure walked in the crowd of statues in the square, all of them heavily armored soldiers dressed in full-body plate armor and white smocks, holding various cold weapons and heavy shields in their hands. Some soldiers pointed their spears at the city gates, some soldiers were ready to meet them with battle axes, and some had already begun to charge with their war hammers and swords in the other

They didn't see the strangers walking by slowly, because they were all like they had been pressed the pause button, turned into immobile statues, and could only maintain the last moment of enthusiasm.

The figure slowly roamed the square, so silent that the sound of his footsteps was the only sound in his ears.

As if tired of walking, the figure pushed open the door of a palace at the end of the square and walked inside.

The palace was not resplendent as it might have been, but rather a very austere, drab decoration: the entire surface was a black-gray of rock or metallic luster, and fan-shaped shields and various cold weapons were substituted for ornaments.

There were also a large number of soldiers who were as immobile as the statues, and the figures walked straight around them and walked towards the opposite side. The benches or side chairs here have either been shattered or knocked to the ground, and at the end of the passage, a chair with a backrest and armrests sits quietly.

Each time, the figure would slip through the square to the palace, and then sit down on the chair for a moment.

Looking at the expressions of these statue soldiers, they seemed to be defending something, or someone, behind them.

Sitting in a chair, the figure stretched comfortably, then half-reclined to scan everything in front of him.

There was still some time before the time limit to leave here, and the figure looked at the soldiers in the hall. Each of them was so strong, the armor on their bodies shimmered in the moonlight, and the weapons and shields in their hands seemed to be waved again at any moment, making one wonder if they would move immediately in the next moment.

In the midst of the madness, the figure stared at the group of soldiers in front of him until he felt dazzled.

It seems like there has been a slight change in their posture.

In fact, their posture changes all the time - when they first arrived, they were in a position where they had just clenched their weapons and shields, but every time the figure came to this place, their posture changed a little. Sometimes their posture changes dramatically at once, and sometimes it is so subtle that if you don't look closely, you can't tell if you've moved.

After a long time, a solemn voice suddenly resounded throughout the palace, and then the figure began to shake violently, and the time to leave came.

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The wall clock in the living room of "Dangdang" rang eight times, waking Feng Longde from his sleep.

Feng Longde opened his eyes sluggishly, and then opened and closed to make himself more awake, and the scene in his vision shook for a while before it gradually became clear. It took him a full five minutes before he finally woke up from the strange and strange dreams that had been spent all night.

"What a dream" Feng Longde muttered, then got up and got his clothes from the chair next to the bed and changed them.

I don't know when I started to have this strange dream, every day is almost the same scene: a person wandering in a huge medieval castle, surrounded by the scenery near the battlefield, a fanatical and rigorous heavy atmosphere envelops every place, although the environment in all directions is so dignified and oppressive, I don't feel the slightest panic, but as if I have long been used to it, every time the dream is about to end, the solemn voice will always sound, and the tone will say with regret: "The search has not succeeded"

It's such a strange dream, Feng Longde has been entangled for half a semester, and he still has no solution until now.

Is the owner of the voice searching for something?

Feng Longde had never mentioned this strange dream to anyone, although he really wanted to solve this troublesome matter, but vaguely, Feng Longde felt that if he rashly told others about this strange dream, it was likely that some other unnecessary things would happen.

"I'm going out to buy groceries again. After Feng Longde finished washing up and drained a whole box of biscuits and a glass of hot cocoa milk on the table, he turned around and took a few shopping bags and prepared to go out, if he didn't hurry to the supermarket, he would have to go home in the hottest midday sun.

A young man in ordinary clothes, with a fat body and a stiff face, with short black hair and a short hair, closed the door, and then stepped on the road to the supermarket.

The young man's name was Feng Longde, a strange combination of a Chinese surname and a foreign name, which can be regarded as summing up the fetish of the owner of the name.

As a quasi-FFF group member, the summer vacation that he finally got out of was used to play games, read books, and chase time to kill time, so Feng Longde was not exempt from vulgarity, and could only carry out his own depraved and happy life. Naturally, like other otaku, he is usually stingy and stingy, and he spends all his pocket money on buying various books, games, and cosplay props. So don't be surprised to see the ratio of the number of military uniforms in this uncle's wardrobe to the number of ordinary clothes, because you haven't seen the armor and weapons piled up under his bed.

Unlike other peers, Feng Longde's parents died of illness as early as when he was in elementary school, but it is estimated that it is God's favor, and the family had a large amount of savings before the death of his parents, so much so that as long as the price does not rise too much, Feng Longde can live his decadent life by eating the annual bank interest.

There are no relatives and friends, so Feng Longde has lived alone since junior high school, and has been the same until his first year of high school. Regarding the early departure of his parents, Feng Longde did not have too many emotional fluctuations, even if he felt uncomfortable about it in his heart, but in the eyes of outsiders, Feng Longde was a heartless and grinning otaku.

But as a fairly qualified Catholic, Feng Longde was baptized by the pastor of the church when he was born, and naturally had his own godfather and godmother. With the help of his godfather and godmother, Feng Longde, who was still young at the time, was able to learn all kinds of basic life skills by himself, and after his godfather and godmother also passed away, he could handle all kinds of things in terms of real estate and bank accounts by himself, otherwise Feng Longde would not have the lazy and relaxed life he has now.

With a large amount of savings and a large German-style villa, even if inflation and rising prices shrink the deposit, renting out the immovable property can make Feng Longde live comfortably just by collecting rent - in other words, even if Feng Longde drops out of school now, he can retire early.

Full of warm thoughts**, full of food and nothing to do, after Feng Longde threw away his life problems, he naturally only focused on his own entertainment problems. Games, anime, cosplay, history, musical instruments and songs, Feng Longde is more concerned with enriching his mind than with learning problems.

Thinking all the way about whether last night's dream was any different from usual, Feng Longde, who was walking on the street carrying a shopping bag, greedily breathed in the fresh air, and then expelled the turbidity he produced.

Tokushima City, the second most prosperous city in Qinghai Province after the capital, naturally has a scenery that is different from other cities. The city of Tokushima is characterized by Germans of Chinese nationality, festivals and local customs mixed with German and local customs, and local hospitality and openness. Surrounded by the sea on three sides, it attracts a large number of tourists and laborers, and has become a rising star in Qinghai Province.

As a coastal city, even in the summer, it is not as hot as the inland to bake eggs on the ground, and the ocean absorbs a lot of heat and releases it slowly in the winter, so the winter in Tokushima City is not too cold.

Therefore, in Tokushima City, whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter, the climate here is more comfortable than in the inland areas, except that the air is humid and smells of sea.

The fresh and pleasant air, mixed with the salty sea breeze, is different from the enduring smog and exhaust fumes of Huadu, everything is as beautiful as a paradise.

"I don't think about it, let's think about it when it's useful!" After analyzing for a long time without results, and after making his brain hurt even more, Feng Longde directly shook his hand and didn't want to think about it.

What do you want to do so much, and going back to continue your decadent life after buying daily necessities is the king!

"Boss, old rules, those things are still the same as last time. Walking into the small supermarket that often comes, Feng Longde's voice comes with people.

"Okay Xiao Feng!" The supermarket owner is a rugged German uncle, and when he saw his regular customers coming, he greeted him warmly: "How about Xiao Feng, this holiday will be successful!"

"It's not bad, I actually finished my summer vacation homework!" Looking at the uncle boss who looked as rough as himself, Feng Longde was in a better mood, and he came directly to Neta.

"That's really remarkable!" the uncle boss exclaimed, and then laughed with Feng Longde.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Feng, you will start school in a few days, haven't you thought about finding a girlfriend in your second year of high school?"

The uncle's boss's question made the corners of Feng Longde's eyes twitch, and he turned his back directly to the boss and made a circle posture: "As a quasi-FFF group member, I don't want to say anything more."

Seeing that he seemed to have poked Feng Longde's sore spot, the uncle boss could only walk away helplessly.

Although Feng Longde can be said to be not worried about eating and drinking, in the eyes of others, Feng Longde is just a decadent **silk otaku.

Although Feng Longde has a good temper and loves to make friends, he is used to being usually dull, and his lifestyle is simply a fight with the dead, and he usually doesn't bother to talk to people other than the dead party. For personality reasons, Feng Longde likes daily purity, and obscenity in thought does not mean that behavior is the same.

A dull, ignorant of most people, and not very accustomed to taking the initiative to communicate with others, and even an otaku who is not small enough but is a tough and fat man, can you expect him to have a girlfriend? So until now, Feng Longde has neither a first love, nor a **

"It's a total of 352 yuan. After filling Feng Longde's shopping bags, the sweaty uncle boss counted them.

"Oh, it's all right. After paying, Feng Longde directly picked up the bags of shopping bags that looked deformed and left, without even saying goodbye when he left.

"This kid," the uncle boss smiled bitterly. Feng Longde, this child can be said to be the uncle and boss who grew up watching him, although he has a good temper and is not bad, but this flashy and noisy era pays attention to fighting for his father and mother, and if he has no background, no matter how much money a person has, it is useless, not to mention the orphans who live only on deposit interest?

And Feng Longde didn't say it, the uncle boss could see that he had always hidden a negative emotion in his heart, the grief for the loss of his parents, his indifference to the surrounding phenomena and his helplessness for the society.

"I hope this kid can find a girlfriend to ease up," the uncle boss finally muttered and went about his own business, after all, the angry villain finally confronted the whole world, which is in the movie.

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After returning home, Feng Longde sorted out the daily necessities, and the clock showed that it was only ten o'clock in the morning.

Sitting at the computer desk, Feng Longde was bored flipping through the folders, ready to find some new fun to pass the time before lunch.

"What's so good to play, you have to torture the original form!" Seeing the newly installed game icon on the desktop, Feng Longde's eyes lit up.

As the first excellent game that combined killing and parkour to achieve great success, Feng Longde admired it for a long time, so he spent a night hanging up yesterday before going to bed to download a Chinese hard disk free installation version.

As a result, as soon as Feng Longde, who was in high spirits, opened the game, the computer was silent, just like before there was no operation.

When Feng Longde wondered if he had downloaded a faulty software, a pop-up window popped up: "The search is successful, and the target is found." ”

Before Feng Longde could figure out what was in front of him, the pop-up window disappeared.

"What the hell is going on?!" Feng Longde clicked the mouse, but it was okay if he didn't click, and now the entire computer screen is black.

Feng Longde was completely unconscious, and then suddenly felt a dizziness in his head, and fainted in front of the computer desk.