"Of course." The other nodded.

"You can sit here," the first person said with his back to Su Mengfan, "you won't be able to go far anyway."

"Why not?" Su Mengfan was a little stimulated, and asked rhetorically, "What? Isn't there anyone else in the tunnel?"

"Of course not," the man explained calmly.

"Who's going to go around there? You can't go there anyway. Tell you, sit me down and rest for a while."

"Thank you." Su Mengfan tentatively took a step forward and sat down opposite the bust.

Both were in their forties, one with white hair and square-rimmed glasses, and the other was thin, with blonde hair and a mustache.

Both were wearing old padded jackets. They were smoking a gourd-shaped thing with a thin tube in it, smoke above their heads.

"What's your name?" Blonde asked.

"Alcohen." Su Mengfan replied mechanically, looking at these two strange people.

"His name is Alcohen." Blonde said to another person.

"yes, got it." He replied.

"I'm Evgeny Dmitrievich. This is Sergei Andreevich." Blonde said.

"We don't need to be so formal, do we?" Sergey Andreevich said.

"Sergey, we're all this age, we should make good use of it, shouldn't we? It's a matter of identity.

"Okay, what else?" Sergei Andreevich asked Su Mengfan.

This question is really weird, they seem to continue before anything starts, and Su Mengfan is completely confused.

"Hey, Alcohen, what else? Where do you live? Where are you going? What do you believe in? Don't believe what? Who to settle accounts with? What are you going to do?" Sergey Andreevich explained.

"As always, remember?" Sergey Andreevich said suddenly for no reason.

"Oh, good!" Evgeny Dmitrievich laughed.

"I live at Hayabusa Station...... Or rather, I used to live there." Su Mengfan hesitated and began to speak.

Su Mengfan is also not sure where he lives? It seems that all this time has been wandering around the various subway stations at random.

"It's like...... Who put the boots on the control panel?" The blonde grinned.

"Yes! There is nothing left in the country!" Sergey Andreevich smirked, took off his glasses and examined them at the firelight.

Su Mengfan looked at them strangely, thinking that maybe it would be better to leave here.

But what they had been talking about attracted him, so he sat by the fire and didn't move.

"What happened to Subway No. 2? Forgive me for overhearing a little." He confessed.

"Hey, you want to know about the legend of the subway?" Sergei Andreevich smiled with a sense of superiority, "What exactly do you want to know?"

"You're talking about underground cities and observers and stuff......

"Well, before the outbreak of the War of the Gods, Metro No. 2 was the most mysterious and dangerous place in the entire Moscow metro line.

And when the evil spirits invaded, Metro 2 became a refuge for the gods of the Pantheon during the end of the world."

Evgeny Dmitrievich stared at the ceiling, puffed on smoke rings, and spoke slowly.

"Legend has it that there is the ruins of an underground city, and above us there is another subway line for the elite.

The one you see was built for the lambs, and the other one is said to be for shepherds and sheepdogs."

Then he talked about the ashes and continued:

"At first, the shepherds ruled everything before they lost their dominion over the flock, but then their strength slowly ran out, and the lambs were freed from the shepherd's control and all ran away.

The entrance is the only link between the two worlds, and if you believe it, you'll find that this place is on a dividing line on the map that looks like a red scar - Sokol

A branch of the line, somewhere behind the stadium station......

"What happened after that sealed the entrance to Subway 2 forever. The people who lived here lost their memories of the accident, and Metro 2 became mysterious and unreal."

"But!"

He pointed upward, "Aside from the destruction of the entrance to the line, the line hasn't gone away. Instead, it should be all around us."

"The wind in its tunnel surrounds our platform, and its platform is probably just a few steps behind our platform walls.

The construction of the two is certainly inseparable. They are like the relationship between the circulatory system of an organism and the lymph glands.

And some people in the subway still believe in the mercy of fate and feel that the shepherds will not give up their lambs.

Let's just say that the group of people is quietly accompanying us, letting their shepherd dogs guide us and help us.

Thus not revealing their identities or letting people know of their existence. That's the observer's credo."

The cat, which was curled up next to the bust statue, raised its little head, opened its big bright green eyes, and looked at Su Mengfan with a clear and alert expression,

The expression was not like an animal at all, and Su Mengfan couldn't be sure if anyone was once like this, observing him through a pair of eyes.

But the cat yawned, stuck out its pointed pink tongue, and buried its little head in the nest and fell asleep, all like a passing illusion.

"But why don't they want to be discovered by humans? Is it because they have been betrayed by the Lambs?" Su Mengfan recalled his question again.

"There are two reasons:

First, the sheep rebelled against the shepherd's rule when he was weak, and they were guilty of it.

Second, because Metro 2 is cut off from our world, shepherds have a different physiological process from ours, and they are no longer human, but have evolved into higher beings.

We are not in the same position as they stand, so we cannot understand their logic and reach the height of their thinking.

No one knows what kind of attitude they have towards our subway, but they can change everything and even return that wonderful world to us, because their strength has begun to recover.

But because we have betrayed them, our fate has nothing to do with them.

But now there are shepherds everywhere, and they know everything we breathe and breathe, every foot, everything that happens in the subway. They are only observing, not acting.

It is only when we have atonement for our sins that they will graciously reach out to us. Then there will be a revival, the first revival since the New World. That's what those who believe in the existence of observers say."

He fell into deep thought and took a puff on his cigarette.