"A week?"

"Yes."

"But if you can't, you'll die......"

Confucius stared into Yu Mo's eyes, and after a long time, he laughed again, slowly took two steps back, and fell on top of the pile of dry bones, singing that strange ballad in his mouth again.

"Goodbye, senior."

Yu Mo bent slightly at Confucius, his fingers swept over the camera under the armrest.

Soon, the wheelchair just turned around and left the woods.

"It's better to control the direction of this remote control more precisely."

"It's a pity that it's too troublesome to hold it when you're fighting."

Time removed the battery on the remote control, put the remote control back in his pocket, took out the simple version again, held it in the palm of his hand, and pushed Yu Mo, who had returned to them, towards the inner city.

"I'll go back later."

"Let me take my time."

Yu Mo suddenly spoke.

Time stopped silently.

And Yu Mo leaned on the wheelchair, panting heavily, and his expression was not as calm as just now.

Obviously, the pressure that Confucianism brought to him just now was still very great.

"For the rest of my life, I have a conjecture, you listen."

After a long time, Yu Mo, who had regained his composure, turned his head, looked at Yu Sheng on the side, and recounted the questions raised by Confucian Sheng, with expectation in his eyes.

After all, Confucian is not a normal person, and his brain circuits for the rest of his life are not normal.

Maybe...... Only a madman understands a madman.

Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo with some blankness: "Why do you want to think about this boring question?" ”

"At least we're alive and content now."

Almost without hesitation, Yu Sheng subconsciously opened his mouth and said seriously.

Time nodded in agreement.

Looking at the same expressions of the two, Yu Mo smiled a little dumbly.

Truly......

Perhaps for them, the problem is just boring.

No matter what the world is, or if there are other problems behind it, at least for this moment, I am me, and it is enough.

All the thinking is just groundless.

Looking at the rest of his life again, when time passed, Yu Mo's eyes already had a touch of envy.

Perhaps, the two of them are alive.

And they, just alive.

Same word, but disagree.

"At least for now, in this city of sin, I am me...... I'm Yu Mo. ”

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair, raised his head, looked at the somewhat dim sky and muttered to himself, the smile on his face became sincere, and the sunshine was a little, not like the same gentleness and old age as before.

"Let's go!"

"Go home!"

"Rest today, don't do anything!"

"I'm going to sleep...... Woo! ”

Yu Mo took a deep breath and let out a shout at the sky.

But in the next second, he was covered by Yu Sheng.

"Sin City can't shout."

"It's a rule left by outlaw fanatics."

Yu Sheng's voice was calm, and he spoke lightly.

Yu Mo's body froze in place, and the emotion of expressing his chest was stuck in his throat, unable to shout, and unable to swallow back.

It was extremely painful for a while.

And the name of the extralegal maniac once again entered Yu Mo's heart, and he still drew an exclamation mark.

Obviously, even he didn't know that he had once again inexplicably attracted hatred.

When the three of them went out of the inner city, the atmosphere was serious.

But the way back became easier.

Of course, the main reason for this is Yu Mo, the smile on his face has become a lot more, just sitting in a wheelchair leisurely, enjoying the scenery along the way.

The most obvious thing is that Yu Mo's questions have become more frequent, and he even has to marvel at a wildflower on the side of the road.

"Hey, are there any flowers in Sin City?"

"Sin City is just a small amount of food, but it still has insight." For Yu Mo's question, Yu Sheng answered it seriously.

Along the way, Yu Mo asked at least dozens of questions, and replied to dozens of them so seriously for the rest of his life.

Until they return to the inner city gate again...

The blind old man appeared at some point, still sitting in his previous position, his eyes closed, and his cane in his hand.

The smile on Yu Mo's face gradually faded.

The rest of his life pondered seriously for a moment and looked at time.

Time nodded lightly and turned away.

About ten minutes later, when the light reappeared at the gate of the inner city, he had already had a few more days' rations in his hand, and divided three days' food and placed it in front of the old man.

"This time it's free."

The old man spoke slowly, a hoarse voice echoing in the air.

"The rules can't be broken."

Yu Sheng was not happy, but still looked at the old man seriously and said.

The old man showed a chuckle and 'looked' at the position of the rest of his life: "That's right, when the rules can be broken at will, it is often accompanied by destruction, and finally new rules are born. ”

"You say...... Right? ”

The old man's words seemed to be said to the rest of his life, but when he said the end, he turned his head and pointed in the direction of Yu Mo, his voice was deep.

Yu Mo shook his head slightly: "If it is not broken, it will not stand." ”

"Sometimes only destruction is accompanied by new life."

"Vicious development often only makes things worse."

"Cutting through the mess quickly is more effective."

Yu Mo's eyes were full of determination, without any wavering.

Clearly, he knew where his path was and was steadfast in it.

The old man did not continue to speak, but fell silent.

Yu Mo didn't leave, just sat in a wheelchair and looked at the blind old man.

Time keeps ticking.

There was some quiet outside the inner city gate for a while.

In the distance, a figure who had been wandering for an unknown amount of time came over tentatively at this time, with two sweet potatoes in his hands, and carefully placed them in front of the old man.

"Excuse me, can I go into the city?"

His voice was a little restrained, obviously, in order to wait for the old man to appear, and to pick a suitable time, he did not know how long he had waited.

Now that he has the rest of his life, time is there, and from a distance, the old man's conversation seems to be good, so he has the courage to come.

After all, people who are recognized by the old man, after entering the Sin City, the survival rate is always a little larger.

This is also the only test standard for some people who are not confident but want to enter the inner city.

In the face of this man's inquiry, the old man did not say a word, but gently rubbed his fingers on the crutches.

A little bead of sweat appeared on the man's forehead, swallowed hard, slowly took two steps back, stood in a position that was convenient for running, and squeezed out a flattering smile for the rest of his life.

Finally, the old man let out a long sigh and shook his head slightly.

Before the old man could speak, the man seemed to understand something, and turned away decisively, with an extremely fast pace, but in a few seconds, he had already disappeared into the distance.

Leaving only a hurried back, it looks a little lonely, and it looks like the rest of the catastrophe after the nervousness.

"He seems to be qualified enough to enter Sin City, right?"

The rest of his life recalled the aura emanating from this person, and he was a little dazed.