"I'm back."

When Lu Yun returned home from the ether company, it was their family's usual dinner time, and on the dining table, two bowls of nutritious porridge filled with the aroma of meat were mixed with a few vitamin tablets.

Compared with the "home" in the dream just now, this place is much more dilapidated, but it is much warmer.

"Rainbow Dash is back? Sit down and eat! In the bathroom, a thin middle-aged woman came out wiping her freshly washed hands with a gentle smile on her face.

She is Bai Wenlan, Lu Yun's mother.

"How's the interview?" Is it fun in the city? ”

"I don't know, I said that the results will be announced in two days, but I feel that the interviewer is quite strange."

Lu Yun stuffed a spoonful of viscous nutritious porridge into his mouth, and the sweet and sour vitamin tablets slightly added a touch of color to its bland taste.

"Mom, don't expect too much, anyway, I can't find a job with us."

And to be honest, Lu Yun doesn't like the urban area, and on the way back from the ether company, he was not less looked down upon by those people in the urban area.

"Well, Rainbow Dash is too young to understand how precious an opportunity like this is to us, and if I can't work at the processing station, I'll rely on your salary to be with us..."

Bai Wenlan put two vitamin tablets into Lu Yun's bowl, her expression a little lost.

"Not to mention begging for a daughter-in-law, it may be just enough for the tax we should pay to the 'choir.'"

"Isn't that because my crazy dad ran away when I was a kid? Otherwise, Mom, you wouldn't have worked so hard! ”

As much as Lu Yun loved his mother, he hated his father.

Lu Yun's father's name is Lu Yuan, and according to Bai Wenlan, he used to be one of the porters of supplies between the suburbs and the city, which is why they were able to live in such a good place bordering the city.

However, later on the night when Lu Yun had a high fever and almost died, Lu Yuan disappeared.

According to the last eyewitness, he saw that in the dark night, Lu Yuan directly broke through the defense station set up by the Aether Corporation in the southern area, and rushed straight into the "ruins" filled with thick fog.

The Ethereum staff in the suburbs said he had gone crazy because of the effects of the "post-war anomaly."

Although Lu Yun has not seen the "post-war anomaly" with his own eyes in the past 21 years, according to his investigation, the impact of all the "post-war anomalies", whether it is casualties or madness, is on a large scale.

There are tens of thousands, tens of thousands, and there has never been a situation that only affects one person.

Therefore, although it was officially determined that Lu Yuan was dead, Lu Yun was convinced that his father was still alive somewhere in the ruins, and it was for this reason that Lu Yun would submit his resume to the ether company.

Of the hundreds of millions of people in the suburbs and urban areas combined, only a few hundred people in the Ether Company have legal access to the ruins, and everyone else has no return.

If he fails to pass the interview this time, then Lu Yun will go to the ruins alone after settling his mother down.

He wants to get Lu Yuan back, this is Lu Yun's current goal in life.

"Alas... Don't blame your dad, we're lucky to have only had one anomaly in this place for so long. ”

Bai Wenlan gently touched Lu Yun's head.

"The 'post-war anomaly' is a natural disaster, and we can't avoid it."

Speaking of this, Bai Wenlan seemed to remember something, she took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Lu Yun.

"This is the 'poetry exchange' that the choir gave us this month, and the new family on the corner hasn't exchanged readings with us, so Rainbow Dash, you can run after dinner, just in time to meet our new neighbors."

"Well, no problem, Mom."

took a big mouthful of nutritious porridge in his mouth, and Lu Yun asked vaguely.

"What's that family's name?"

Bai Yunlan touched the black hair that hung down, holding a little white hair, and said, "It seems to be called..."

"George?"

………………

The light of the Tower of Ether gradually dimmed, and night began to fall, and only Lu Yun walked outside on the dilapidated and smoky streets.

The teacher of the school set up by the ether company in the suburbs said to Lu Yun, who was still a student:

"The real sky is no different from what we see now, the essence of the night is nothing more than the blue sky turns black and the sun sets."

Lu Yun held the poem written by Bai Wenlan in his hand, which was neither good nor bad, and couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Of course, this poem was not written by his mother herself, and the so-called "poetry exchange" was just a task given to them by the "choir", an organization that governed their suburban area.

After the war, although the current settlements around the world were developed by the headquarters and branches of the Ether Corporation, only the urban areas were directly managed by the Ether Corporation.

In the beginning, the suburbs were literally outside the law, mainly because there were many people who survived the war, but the supplies were completely insufficient.

Soon, however, various "organizations" sprang up out of nowhere, adhering to their own strange rules, dividing their own plots of land without disturbing the river water, and quelling the fratricidal fighting in various parts of the suburbs by thunderous means.

The Ether Corporation acquiesced in their actions and even entered into some sort of partnership.

Later, they have effectively replaced the original functions of police and security: protecting the inhabitants of the precinct from outsiders and other residents, and assisting the Ethereum Corporation in the aftermath of the "post-war anomaly".

But this does not mean that they are good people, on the contrary, Lu Yun has never heard of a more childish excuse for killing than them.

The "choir" that governs the area where Lu Yun and Bai Wenlan live is a "choir", and in addition to collecting a fixed rent, they also have regular "poetry exchanges", that is, they compose poems with each of their neighbors and recite them to each other.

After the end, you have to sign the respective work, if you can't finish it...

The first time was just a warning, and the second time, there would be an empty house in the block.

On the bulletin board of the neighborhood, a memorial poem written in smelly red "ink" will appear.

And in times of financial strain, the neighborhood would work together to reject requests for recitations from the most unpopular residents.

The requirements of each organization are different, and if you have to say it, Lu Yun's choir here is quite civilized.

"Alas... I hope I can pass this interview. Lu Yun sighed.

Although there has never been a shortage of materials since his parents' generation, only by moving into the city can he have no worries at all.

The premise that Lu Yun set for himself to find his father was to let his mother live in the city.

To do this, he either becomes an employee of Ethereum, or he buys a place in an account with an astronomical sum of money and pays a large sum of money to Ethereum as a tax.

In general, except for the guys who are already rich, joining the Aether Company is the best way for ordinary people like Lu Yun to enter the city.

But in reality, it is not much less difficult to become an employee of an Ether company than it is to become a rich man.

Thinking about it, Lu Yun had already walked to the end of the street, and a slender 10-story unit building stood in front of Lu Yun like a chopstick.

At night, the pale blue light tubes on the exterior wall outline the house numbers on each floor.

"George... George... It's over, I forgot to ask my mom which floor this George lives on! Lu Yun patted his head and blamed himself for being brainless.

But Lu Yun didn't bother to go back and ask, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to find George by asking the other residents, after all, if they wanted to communicate poetry, they must know where each other lived.

I decisively pressed the doorbell of the resident on the first floor, and after a buzz, the voice of a middle-aged woman rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, do you know where George lives?"

"I'm George, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Yun was a little surprised, because in his cognition, George should be a man's name.

And for some reason, Lu Yun felt that her voice was very calm, not that kind of indifference, but extreme calm.

"You're George? Can you have this poetry exchange with me? That's it for you. ”

"Oh, you're looking for George, who writes poetry."

"George who wrote poetry? You have two Georges here? ”

Lu Yun was stunned, this is the Asian headquarters of the ether company, and there are few foreigners, how can there be a pair of people with the same name?

"George, who writes poetry, lives on the 10th floor, so if you want to exchange poetry, please look for him."

Ignoring Lu Yun's question, the woman hung up the phone directly.

Although Lu Yun was confused, in order to complete the communication task, he could only press the doorbell on the 10th floor.

"Hello?" This time it's a young male voice.

"Hey, is that Mr. George? I want to have a poetry exchange. ”

"It's George, not Mr. George." The voice calmly corrected, "Of course, please go upstairs and have a poetry exchange with me, I have written one of the best poems that belong to George." ”

Although he was boasting, his voice was still so calm that Lu Yun shivered.

George hung up and the door to the elevator on the floor opened.

Lu Yun walked in, and as the floor rose, his palms began to sweat.

The door opened, a dark red door shut, and the solid surface had only a small window for carrying letters.

Lu Yun knocked on the door, and soon, a pair of pale hands with golden hairs that only Westerners had stretched out from the small window.

One hand was empty, and the other was holding a folded piece of paper.

Lu Yun knew what he meant, and some introverted residents would choose to communicate poetry in the same way as him.

He put his mother's poem in his free hand and took his piece of paper.

When the exchange was complete, George withdrew his hand, the dark red iron door still closed, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Yun slammed the button on the first floor, he really didn't want to read poetry in such a depressing place.

After a long dozen seconds, Lu Yun finally returned to the ground, blowing a cool night breeze, he spread out the paper and read the poem of George.

Then, the coolness of the night breeze turned into a chill to the bone.

On the white piece of paper, Juanxiu's font pieced together George's poem in English and Chinese:

George George George

George George George

George George George

George George George

George George George

George George George

I'm George