The night is not young.

The catastrophe of hundreds of years ago extinguished the lights of human civilization, and the thick and heavy dust cloud like lead greatly obscured the supposed brilliant sunlight. After the Night Lady leaves, there are only two things left in the sky of this world: the bloody dusk and the long night.

For most people living in the last days, "darkness" is not so much a color as a "substance," a "substance" that can evoke imagination and fear.

Whenever human beings gaze at the "darkness", it is as if the darkness is wriggling every moment, like a young woman approaching in a black veil. She doesn't take off the black veil, and no one knows what lies beneath it.

"Hoo ......"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"No. 2 wrench! Fast! ”

"Screws, quickly find all the screws and find out if there is a suitable one."

"Is there electric welding? We have to weld this hole as soon as possible! ”

"The counterweight weight in place of the broken cylinder is not enough! Find something heavy! Iron! I want iron! ”

"The boss said, let's go at dawn!"

The "Orange Cat", parked on the railroad track at the entrance to the valley, is undergoing repair work in full swing.

Frankie is a man with a history of farm tractor repair.

When he was sent to the train, the moment Frankie saw the "behemoth", he revealed the adoring eyes of the steel macho men who understood everything, and he looked at the orange cat as if he were looking at his dead lover.

Men's Romance.

Jimmy, Jim, and Frankie, when they met for the first time, they didn't have too many greetings and words, they looked at each other, as if they understood each other's eyes, several palms were clenched together, squeezing each other's developed biceps and pectoralis major muscles.

The trio began repair work.

After inspecting it, Frankie quickly discovered the problem: the antique engine of hundreds of years ago, although strong, could not withstand the ravages of the wild race. Spark plug carbon deposits, oil leaks, cooling system failures, and short circuits in the control system are all minor problems, but as long as the engine can turn, the problem is not a big one.

According to Frankie, the biggest problem at present is the engine: the 20-cylinder engine blew up three cylinders, and the axial imbalance caused by the singular cylinders increased the burden on the engine, so it would shake like this every time it started.

"Ancient agricultural tractors were all three-cylinder structures, three-cylinders, you know? Shaking it can shatter your eggs. Frankie vividly explained: "Well, the train, twenty cylinders and three cylinders are not too different, I think we can find a way to replace the broken cylinder with a usable counterweight." ”

Just do it, after all, it's nothing more than a fool's dream to really find a professional train maintenance personnel in this era. Frankie repaired a three-cylinder farm tractor and is now an expert.

The train thing, there are fine and fine cultivations, coarse and coarse cultivations, in short, it can run.

on the banks of the river.

Keisan's waist panted, smoking, resting.

He opened the door eighteen times in a short period of time, transferring all the supplies in the base and the personnel of the Brotherhood of Doom.

Eighteen times a night, it's still very tiring.

Taking advantage of the fact that the brothers of the Doomsday Brotherhood were moving things and getting on the train, Qing Thirteen was busy and had some strength back.

If the old man's guess is correct, there may be a bitter battle before dawn.

Little by little, time passed.

Zheng Xiu's family sat on the cliff.

Yue Linglong sat quietly behind Zheng Xiu, her white and cold hands kneading Zheng Xiu's shoulders lightly and heavily.

Shirley fell asleep in Zheng Xiu's arms, revealing a quiet expression.

Zheng Xiu gently patted Shirley's back.

The orange cat and Shirley competed for favor, grabbing an insignificant piece of territory on Zheng Xiu's lap, his eyes were empty, his eyes were closed, and he made a slight snoring sound.

It's still the same sentence: the old enemy never dies for a day, and Anne never sleeps.

Yue Linglong looked at Zheng Xiu's back, as well as Shirley sleeping in Zheng Xiu's arms.

In a trance, she remembered that many years ago, when she stepped into the marriage room with Zheng Xiu, she had dreamed of this scene. She and Zheng Xiu will have a child, a family of three, and by the way, they will take a cat, spend the moon before and after, be happy and share their families.

Even if she knew that the Shirley in Zheng Xiu's arms at this moment was not Zheng Xiu and her flesh and blood, but at this moment, in the darkness, in the last days, the subtle tranquility of this moment made Yue Linglong have such an illusion.

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

Zheng Xiu's expression was similar to that of an orange cat, with his eyes closed, as if he was waiting.

The lips of a man and a cat trembled at a speed that was imperceptible to humans, and the "high-speed divine word" was activated.

The two supremes are not talking about the secrets of some invisible person, it's just that this kind of private chat is faster and more convenient, that's all.

Private Chat:

Zheng Xiu: I said Anne, you once said that "concentrate a little to reach the peak", the end of all cultivation methods is to temper authority and become a god, if any behavior can be regarded as a kind of "practice", then it is possible to temper their own "authority" by cultivating trains like them and going to the extreme?

Orange Cat: Absolutely.

Zheng Xiu: It's still hard for me to imagine that human technology has anything to do with transcendence and even authority. Such as...... Lightspeed repairs or something?

Orange Cat: I don't know, of course there is! There was an epoch known in our small circle as the "Epoch of Explosions" that inexplicably gave birth to a lot of strange authority.

Zheng Xiu: For example?

Orange Cat: "Engineering", "Dog", "Lucky", "Stick" and so on.

Zheng Xiu: Huh?

Orange Cat: So everything can become a god.

Zheng Xiu sighed.

Being said by the orange cat made Zheng Xiu feel that the "god" thing was a bit cheap.

Is the source sea so vast?

The orange cat suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of which, there is a very famous person who takes the technological route and has authority related to repairing machines."

"Oh?"

Zheng Xiu was interested.

He always likes to listen to some gossip related to gods and masters, which makes Zheng Xiu feel like he has officially joined the social circle of "gods".

"Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a well-known 'novice hunter' who took pleasure in hunting new gods. I remember...... It seems to be called Nemesis or something, and his essence is a technological creation, in your words, probably artificial intelligence or something, tempering the authority called "intelligent machine". ”

"Can it still be like this?"

"Of course." The orange cat struggled to recall, "But then for some reason it suddenly disappeared." ”

"Gone? Why? ”

"How do I know?" The orange cat sneered: "The source sea is circulating all the time, and the following are all ants. In the blink of an eye, in a corner of the Source Sea, there may be thousands of gods who are born and destroyed, enter the backtrack, and if they are gone, they will be gone, nothing more than being killed by other higher-ranking existences. ”

Zheng Xiu thought about it a little empathy, which also made sense.

After he became a god, in his own territory, people died and people were born every moment in Daqian, and Zheng Xiu, as a god, would not deliberately pay attention to who was doing what, nor how many people died.

He has already stood on a more "macroscopic" perspective to overlook the sentient beings, and the sentient beings have become mere numbers and data in Zheng Xiu's [Voyage Log].

As the master, Anne can know a "god" that once existed and is now gone, which is already the highest qualification of this god.

While Zheng Xiu and Anne were chatting.

The creeping darkness, a mountain peak in the distance, suddenly collapsed.

What is shown in the field of vision is that something called darkness has been gnawed out of a gap by "something".

Zheng Xiu and Anne stopped chatting privately with "High-Speed Divine Words" and turned their eyes into the depths of darkness.

"Here we are."

Zheng Xiu and Anne said at the same time.

Thundered...... Soon, everyone also noticed a continuous and unusual vibration from the ground. It's as if there are thousands of small animals running around on the ground.

Under Zheng Xiu's instructions, Qing 13 had already conveyed the "rat tide".

Frankie had never seen the "rat tide", and he didn't know the harm, so he waved the hammer for a moment, and muttered to himself: "How terrible can a mouse be, can a mouse cause such a movement?" ”

"Don't stop! Frankie! ”

Jim's clothes were soaking wet, and when he sensed the vibration, he turned the screws more quickly. He saw Frankie's movements slow down, and almost shouted at Frankie in a roaring voice, "The rats are coming!" The boss can't be wrong! We must fix it before dawn, or we will all die! ”

Jimmy didn't say a word, and buried himself in the pound to speed up the progress.

The believers who had seen the terrible rat tide could not participate in the rest of the things after carrying all the supplies onto the train, so they could only pray silently.

"Lady of the Night."

"Lady of the Night."

Someone sang the ode to the Lady of the Night.

"Huh?"

Zheng Xiu's ears moved slightly, and he heard someone shouting his name.

When I looked down, I saw that there were about twenty members of the Doomsday Brotherhood, led by Mia and Shasha, who were whispering "Praise to the God of Correction".

Zheng Xiu scratched his head, Mia he could understand, the believer he had developed with his own hands. But why did Xia Sha suddenly believe in the "God of Correction"? Looking at Qing Shisan's smiling and encouraging expression, Zheng Xiu suddenly realized that it was Qing Shisan's help to spread the faith.

It's worthy of my celebration and approval, well done.

Zheng Xiu secretly gave a thumbs up to Qing Thirteen.

Although this believer can't bring too much substantial benefit to Zheng Xiu, he is not taking the route of becoming a god with incense. But when the voices of a group of believers singing praises converged to Zheng Xiu's ears through some mysterious channel, it was like a melodious and solemn music. It was like sitting alone in the world's most luxurious concert hall and listening to the top classical band singing a hymn to him. That feeling, it's kind of cool.

"Quick! It's almost dawn! ”

A bleak color of blood was already reflected in the sky, and there was not much time left from the time Zheng Xiu had predicted.

They weren't standing on a high ground, but the approaching vibrations from the ground reminded them like a talisman that time was running out.

Qing 13 was anxiously urging on the side, although he believed that with his and his master's ability, under this terrible wave of rats, he would be able to escape unharmed. Just the rest......

It's not that their lives are important, but that Qing 13 still has the compassion to be born a human being. Xia Sha has a life-saving grace for him, Qing 13 values the word "love and righteousness" the most, if it is not a last resort, Qing 13 is unwilling to give up the Doomsday Brotherhood that he has worked so hard to bring out.

"Uncle, 'Voice of Evolution'...... It's noisy. ”

Sleeping Shirley opened her eyes, her sockets were covered with bulging veins, and there seemed to be dark red blood flowing from them. Shirley's "awakening" method is different from others, she is forced to take the flesh and blood of the "aberrant creature" and awaken the ability to become a humanoid, and her appearance is a little more hideous and ugly than ordinary humanoids.

The footsteps of the "rat tide" rushed to her as a kind of "evolutionary sound", which was an elimination, a battle royale, and a forced biological evolution.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Zheng Xiu comforted Shirley.

Shirley raised her head, looked curiously at the uncles who were lying on the train, and asked, "Uncle, are they...... What are you doing? ”

Zheng Xiu's heart moved, and he replied calmly: "They are repairing the train." ”

"What is a train?"

Shirley asked with a wink.

She had never seen anything like it.

"A kind of ......" Zheng Xiu thought for a while: "something that can carry us to freedom and paradise." ”

Shirley's eyes lit up: "Train...... Will he be able to run? ”

"Not yet, the train is broken."

There was a little more disappointment in Shirley's eyes.

"Sir!" Qing 13 paid close attention to the progress of the repair, looking at the iron faces of the brothers Frankie and Gigi, Qing 13 extinguished the cigarette stick, stuck it in his waist, and shouted at Zheng Xiu: "I'm afraid...... It's too late! ”

Yue Linglong stopped kneading her shoulders.

“…… I'm going to block it. Shirley, I'm here to talk to Aunt Yue'er. ”

Zheng Xiu groaned slightly, carefully put Shirley down, and kicked the orange cat away.

The orange cat arced in mid-air and fell into the carriage.

"Well, okay uncle."

Shirley obediently agreed.

Zheng Xiu soared into the air, and beside him, the cold air suddenly froze, distorting the blood-colored morning glow.

"Daddy."

The snow boy let out an excited tremor on Zheng Xiu's pectoralis major muscle.

Zheng Xiu swept through the black and red sky like a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was a hundred miles away.

"Hiss......"

When Zheng Xiu condescended and looked down at the endless rat tide below, which was like a black ocean, he couldn't help but gasp. He couldn't imagine how much the rat colony had eaten to reproduce to such a terrible level.

"Investigation, remove the false and keep the true."

The pitch-black streamer fell in Zheng Xiu's eyes, and in Zheng Xiu's field of vision, a string of numbers started from single digits and jumped upwards frantically. In just one breath, this string of numbers jumped from a single digit to a ten-digit number, which meant the number of mice in Zheng Xiu's vision. This is not the limit, the speed of this number is not slowing down, it is getting faster and faster.

The astronomical order of magnitude made Zheng Xiu secretly smack his tongue, what means should be used to completely destroy such a huge number of rats? Zheng Xiu spent a lightning-fast fraction of a second thinking, and he slowly shook his head in mid-air and sighed. Perhaps only with a devastating map cannon, or a complete destruction of the world, is possible.

Suddenly, Zheng Xiu's hairs stood on end, and his [intuition] activated, and the black black rat swarm gnawed at the mountains like wriggling flesh and blood, devouring everything that passed on the surface, squeezing and stacking each other.

A cold gaze fell on Zheng Xiu's body, but soon, the second, third, and fourth ...... Zheng Xiu's scalp was slightly numb, and at this moment, he had the illusion of being watched by hundreds of millions of eyeballs.

The stacked rats squeezed and wriggled, and a hideously twisted "compound eye" face as tall as a mountain peak, covering the blood-colored morning glow, entrenched in the corner of the sky.

"Heh......"

Zheng Xiu slowly spit out a puff of white mist, suddenly smiled, and looked at the hideous and ugly face.

"This face is so ugly."

Zheng Xiu nodded and said a sincere word.

[Provocation was a great success].

The rushing rat swarm paused for a moment.

The next moment, some of the rats rushing to the north turned the waves strangely, and like tentacles, they wriggled and attacked high into the air, pumping towards Zheng Xiu.

(End of chapter)