After dinner, Di Dahu and Mei Yasha went to the balcony to stand guard in turn, Ji Mingchen lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, and Wen Yao went to the small study not far away.

She rummaged through it and found an old notebook and a pen that could barely write.

Human memories are limited, and she is afraid that she will forget that dream, so she takes this opportunity to record it.

Regarding that mysterious dream, Wen Yao also guessed at first that she might have watched too many bloody dramas when she was a child, so she unconsciously made up such a storyline.

But after careful analysis, this dream is too clear and profound, and it doesn't look like a dream at all.

It's like ...... She peeked through a certain heavenly opportunity in this distress, and deeply realized that she was just a small supporting role in the story, with a predetermined fate.

Wen Yao returned to the small hall, sat on the carpet next to the sofa with a pen in hand, and wrote down the details she remembered one by one.

Shen Yichuan, in the future, will awaken the golden ability, has a strong physical quality and the ability to control metal, what copper walls are against him is nothing, even the bullets of the gun can be controlled by him, completely standard for the male protagonist, invincible......

Mu Shengsheng, in the future, will awaken the wood-based ability, which can not only control the growth of plants, but also gain healing, which is a very powerful support for combat-type abilities.

In addition, various animal and plant mutations and zombie mutants emerge in an endless stream, and natural disasters will also be raging wildly in the next two or three years, and the scope of human existence will continue to shrink.

Even, Xizhou will be covered by flying sand and rocks, Nanzhou will be flooded by seawater, hundreds of survivor areas, and in the end, only a dozen remain......

“……”

The night was so quiet, Wen Yao held the pen and thought about it, but she couldn't sleep......

When she put down the pen and decided to rest first, she suddenly noticed that a person was approaching next to her, which made her gasp in fright, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground: "...... What are you doing? ”

Ji Mingchen's eyes inadvertently swept over the book in her hand, and coincidentally, she caught a glimpse of the name "Shen Yichuan".

His eyebrows were lowered, his tone was lazy, and he seemed leisurely and intimate when he spoke in her ear: "I want to ask, what are you doing when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" ”

Wen Yao closed the notebook and whispered, "I can't sleep, I'm ...... Keep a journal. ”

Ji Mingchen hooked his lips and smiled, but his eyes were dark and deep: "Are you ......disappointed?"

"What?" Wen Yao looked at him puzzled, the man's face was half-brightly and half-dark by the moonlight, and it was so beautiful that it looked like a night succubus floating from somewhere.

"Disappointment...... The person who rescued you was not Shen Yichuan but me. Ji Mingchen lay back on his back again, his Adam's apple sliding, and his tone was long and seemed to have deep meaning.

Wen Yao retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes in disappointment: "There is nothing to be disappointed about." ”

"I'm very satisfied to survive."

Ji Mingchen raised his eyebrows: "Really?" ”

"Then why do you look upset?"

Wen Yao gently put down the notebook in her hand: "Is there one?" ”

After asking, she suddenly realized that he asked very strangely, in this desperate apocalypse, people only care about whether they are in danger or not, whether they are safe or not, whether they can live, who will think about the innocuous emotional problem of being unhappy or unhappy.

No one would care about this before, Shen Yichuan wouldn't, and even she herself didn't bother to think about it, but now she was asked abruptly in the dead of night, Wen Yao felt that something was strange, and she couldn't tell how she felt, but it was not repulsive.

Ji Mingchen silently withdrew his gaze, didn't say anything more, and closed his eyes again.

Outside the window, the rain had stopped, and a full moon revealed heavy clouds, and the cool moonlight reflected the earth like a layer of silver frost and snow, adding a certain eerie beauty to this barren purgatory.

Wen Yao quietly looked out the window, thinking about what had happened in the past two days.

Sad?

If I had to say it, I would be really sad......

The person who has been obsessively liked for so many years, the teammates who protect others in times of crisis and take their lives to protect them, also decisively gave her up when disaster came.

And in the near future, she will be branded as a traitor, spit on by the survivors of District 13, and finally tortured and tortured, and ended up in a dark dungeon by Shen Yichuan himself.

She should perhaps understand that they have no choice but to protect themselves, and perhaps she should understand that it is not easy for everyone to live in such a world......

However, she insisted on her faith for seven years, and the belief that she claimed to stand on the white path did indeed collapse in the snow......

What is black and what is white in this world?

Wen Yao suddenly didn't understand......

Since the full-scale outbreak of the zombie crisis, the order of the world has rapidly collapsed, and after a year or two of turmoil, human beings have quickly established order in chaos.

According to the survivor clusters and armed forces, the only surviving land is divided into four continents, south, east, west, and west, with each continent scattered with a dozen to dozens of safe zones.

Among them, the two northeastern continents, which are the most suitable for human survival, have the strongest combat power, followed by the two southwestern continents, which have treacherous weather and geographical environment.

Born in troubled times, human nature is greedy, and there are struggles not only between continents, but also between districts.

However, due to the rampant zombie mutant and various natural disasters and other external disasters, the struggle between human beings is not about territory or power, but mainly in the competition for resources.

Among them, the 13th District of Beizhou and the 14th District of Dongzhou, which are located next to each other, have the most fierce fights, and belong to the two most incompatible survival areas.

For a long time, the rulers of the northern continent have been more merciful, and they will not easily kill humans in addition to capital crimes, and the main goal of the management of various districts is to save more human survivors.

Dongzhou, on the other hand, is the opposite of theirs, whose lord administers the districts based on the principle of "survival of the fittest", believing that the end is coming, resources are limited, and the weak who cannot adapt to survival are not worthy of pity, and being eliminated is also saving resources.

One has compassion, and the other has profit as king.

Therefore, most of the surviving refugees felt that although Beizhou was weak, it would win, while Dongzhou, like bandits, was unscrupulous and doomed to defeat evil.

Wen Yao used to think so.

She sticks to her beliefs and supports the code of the base to which she belongs, believing that she is white and the other party is black.

Ji Mingchen once said with a smile: "In this life in troubled times, where is there anything black and white." ”

But she retorted: "At least in this land, I am white and you are black." ”

Beizhou is white, and the thirteen bases of Beizhou are white, which is just, humane, and leads to the light......

But the result? The meritorious were abandoned, and the unjust died tragically, and there was no one to defend them......

Even Shen Yichuan, who claimed to be fair and just, later wanted to kill the ruler to ascend the throne, sacrifice countless refugees, and violently forcibly conquer the only remaining human security zone.

“……”