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Chapter 711 Chapter 709 · "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa."

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa—"

Su Mingan sat in the back seat of the truck, covering her ears. Beside him, Noah kept calling him "Grandpa". Everyone else looked at them with strange eyes, even the co-pilot Sen turned his head.

"City Lord, are you really related by blood?" Sen asked cautiously.

"No." Su Mingan said angrily.

"Sen, don't worry about Xiaoshuai, who knows what weird games they are playing." Xi said, driving the truck.

Sen didn't dare to ask, so he could only turn his head back.

Now, a full ten years have passed since the War of Dawn, and gray hair has appeared on Sen's head, but Noah and Xi still look like young people. It seems that the looks of the Nine Seats like Noah, Tredia, and Beilisel will never age.

Colorful strings were hanging outside the car window, and today happened to be the time for the Fuyuan Festival.

"Grandpa. Grandpa Akto, Grandpa Luvis, Grandpa City Lord..." Noah shouted.

"Okay, okay..." Su Mingan couldn't help but say. Even though he wanted Noah to shout at the beginning, Noah just kept yelling.

Noah still kept saying: "Grandpa, you are finally back. If you call me grandpa, you can come back. If you had known, I would call you every day. Grandpa..."

Noah was clearly in a confrontation with Sen's group just now, but when he turned around and saw Su Ming'an popping out of the ground, the two parties suddenly reconciled, as if Su Ming'an was some kind of magical adhesive.

"Xiao Shuai, on the day when the War of Dawn ended ten years ago, you just finished playing the piano and suddenly fell down in the celebration square where hundreds of thousands of people gathered, and died on the spot. Everyone was frightened by you. Die." Xi said angrily from the front: "Not only did the celebration party not be held that year, but your funeral was held for more than half a year, and no one celebrated the Fuyuan Festival. The whole city was plain, and there were still black and white photos of you hanging. If you go to the bottom of the Doomsday City building now, you can still see the ice coffin that preserves your body..."

Su Mingan had a drop of sweat on his forehead. This seems to be the third time that the public has held a funeral like this for him...the first time was when the second world ended, and a billion Zhai Star people held it for him. The second time was in Praia, with millions of soul hunters and islanders helping him. The third time is now, with hundreds of millions of people from the freedom camp helping him...

"I remember that I left relevant information. If I die suddenly, don't worry about me. I may show up again in a few years." Su Mingan said.

Who would have thought that as soon as he said these words, Xi's hair suddenly burst into tears, and tears burst into her eyes:

"Who knows if you can fake a corpse! Who knows if you have any physical problems after staying in the City of Gods for so long? What if you are really dead! In the days when the War of Dawn was about to end, everyone was I feel that it is almost impossible for you to survive after entering the City of God... No matter what, we will treat every death of yours as a real death. You have really left us for ten years! If you don't do this, one day What if we lose our respect for death!!”

Xi Yi went crazy, but everything in the car was quiet, and the other vehicles in the team passed by one by one. The sound of bells could be heard in the distance, and the rolling fields could be vaguely seen, rolled up by the wind like red waves.

"...cough." Sen coughed.

Xi took a deep breath: "Sorry, I spoke too harshly."

Su Mingan shook his head. He turned on the watch on his left wrist and checked the recent Doomsday City data.

Pieces of text were organized by Ye Ya and turned into concise paragraphs.

[The first year after the end of the War of Dawn (the death of Cataclysm 4, post-disaster reconstruction work began. 】

[In the second year after the War of Dawn (the 50th year of the Cataclysm), there were eighty-nine vassal gathering places around Doomsday City, and farmland produced two million tons of food every month. Most of the labor force, including retired soldiers, joins basic manufacturing industries. 】

[Five years after the end of the War of Dawn (53rd year of Cataclysm), the post-disaster reconstruction work was completed. The laboratory developed high-quality fertilizer based on the scientific and technological information left by Asa Akto, and the yield of sweet potatoes and potatoes increased significantly.

With the development of the sugar cane and sugar beet industry, the problem of people's hunger was solved, and the era of human hunger that lasted for more than fifty years came to an end. 】

[Marcia died of injuries while in the position of Grand Commander. 】

[In the eighth year after the War of Dawn (Catastrophe 5 election was held), a leader named "Su Xiaobi" was elected as the second deputy city lord of Doomsday City. After Akto's death, he became the same city lord. The position of city lord has always been vacant. 】

[In the tenth year after the War of Dawn (58th year of Cataclysm), the one-and-a-half-dimensional invasion deepened, the sky turned blood red again, the outside temperature dropped sharply, the spring disappeared, and a large number of other-dimensional invaders reappeared...]

"..."

Su Mingan glanced at these histories.

He recalled the smell of sweet potato porridge at the Beacon Fire gathering place when he first came to Caiusta in the 32nd year of the Cataclysm. At that time, he and Lu were taking a walk in the early morning. Lu said that he planned to become a reporter to expose the cruel deeds of the God camp. Unexpectedly, Lu ended up becoming one of the deputy city lords of Doomsday City in the freedom camp.

Things are unpredictable.

He was also hesitant to reveal his identity as Akto, but he inevitably followed Akto's path.

"A lot has changed..." he said.

The truck drove through the fields, and some cities could be seen faintly in the distance. Today, Doomsday City is still the largest city in mankind, housing as many as ten million people.

"There are wind power plants over there, responsible for supplying electricity to surrounding cities. Then there are food processing plants and breeding areas. Doomsday City now has a permanent population of 10 million, and a legion named 'Eagle Dogs' is responsible for protecting the city's security. The legion commander is Cheng Luohe..." Noah pointed to the window and introduced.

Cheng Luohe...

Su Mingan thought of the young man with an eagle-eyed sniper rifle whom he first met at the Beacon Gathering 32 years after the disaster. A rough calculation shows that Cheng Luohe is now forty years old...

Everyone he met for the first time was twice his age now.

"Who has been running Doomsday City in the ten years I have been away?" Su Mingan said.

Noah was silent for a while: "She came ten years ago, a person who called herself Su Xiaobi. We were wary of her at first, but she was so powerful... Every decision was far beyond our level. Later, everyone The election was held and she became the deputy city leader.”

Su Mingan was stunned for a moment. Su Xiaobi... Xiaobi?

Xiaobi is obviously the representative of the City of Gods and the anti-virus program of the two-dimensional world. What is she doing when she comes to Doomsday City to be the deputy city leader? Considering that she has almost never been out of the City of Gods, it is possible that she just did it for fun...

"Where's Tredia?"

"Missing." Noah said: "The mute girl named Dong Anan in Doomsday City is also missing. The monitoring facilities were destroyed, and we can't find any trace of them."

Su Ming'an nodded. Although Dong An'an disappeared, the progress of TE2 has not been lost. It should be a normal plot.

Through Ye Ya's information collection, he found that the current situation of mankind is not optimistic. [He Wei] is eroding the last pure land of mankind layer by layer... If this continues, mankind may not be able to survive the 72nd Catastrophic Year.

The reason why Noah and Mori had a dispute was because Noah's men lacked heating and many people suffered from frostbite. Noah wanted heating resources, but Mori refused. The reason is that the Dawn system also requires resources.

Although Noah called Su Mingan "Grandpa", this problem was not solved at all...

In order to complete the main mission and drag mankind to the 72nd year of the disaster, Su Mingan must find a suitable energy supply method to prevent the exhaustion of human resources. This is a network time flow. If the two dimensions collapse, all humans will lose.

"Beep-beep--!" The car horn rang, and millions of people moved through the city. The vehicles roared past like a long queue, and the high-brightness headlights were like sharp swords piercing the darkness.

The truck had already entered Doomsday City, and Su Mingan saw a very conspicuous sculpture.

——It was a stone sculpture in the shape of a fist. The fist was pointing upward, and the phalanges were like sharp white swords. The bones protruded outward, as if they were trying to defeat the sky.

Ten minutes later, the vehicle stopped, and the familiar dignitary center stood in front of us.

Noah and Sen went to argue about the heating issue, while Su Mingan went all the way back to his room. He opened the door. This room seemed to be cleaned every day, and even the vases in the window were decorated with fresh lilies.

The faint starlight shines through the dark clouds onto the window sill, and the white petals seem to be shimmering.

"Xi, can lilies be cultivated in the city?" Su Mingan closed the door and said to the watch.

Xi's confused voice came from the watch communication side: "Lily? Now the environment is getting worse and worse. Logically speaking, there should be no more... By the way, Xiaoshuai, don't go to your room yet. That room hasn't been there for a long time." It’s been turned on, but now it’s all dust…”

The room hasn't been opened for a long time?

Su Mingan was slightly startled.

But why did he open the door? The room was as clean and tidy as if it had been cleaned every day...

"..."

A gust of wind.

Su Mingan raised his head.

Outside the pale white curtains, a figure floated in the night like a white bird.

The sound of the flute filtered through the glass, and the fragrance of roses and lilies floated in the air. The man's eyes were still a very light color, and his white hair was freely outlined in the evening breeze, just like the color of ice and snow in a gouache painting. Countless source lights surrounded him, gently pushing the window glass to both sides.

Su Ming'an stood in the dark room, and the people floating outside the window seemed to be glowing.

...Why are you still alive?

This was Su Mingan's first thought.

The stream-like flute sound slowly dissipated, and when the song ended, Lin Guang showed an extremely natural smile: "Good evening, Luvis, happy Fuyuan Festival."

"Good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years." Su Mingan said, "What else do you want to play with?"

Suddenly, Lin Guang bowed slightly, and his white hair floated slightly like the feathers of a flying bird...

"I invite you to come to [Tawi] as a guest, Luvis."

"You mean the world where the [Tavi] who invaded this world is located?"

"Yes." Lin Guang stretched out his hand, acting like a gentleman, and seemed to have grown a lot: "Are you willing to go with me?"

"Okay." Su Mingan said. He has been puzzled about the true identity of [Tavi] for a long time. Are these things aliens or high-dimensional creatures invading the world?

Lin Guang's face flashed with joy, but before he could get closer, Su Mingan turned around.

"Wait until I ask someone to go with me." Su Mingan raised his hand as if summoning a fairy ball:

"Come on, Su Lin."

Golden light flashed, and Su Lin, who looked sleepy, walked out in pajamas.