Chapter 909 From Jialongpo to Shangjing

Xu Cheng returned to Jialongpo alone.

This trip was a disaster. She basically drove the sky surveyor to death. Without crew members, there was no one to help check the radar and observe the condition of the aircraft. Xu Cheng was in a hurry and felt very frustrated.

The shuttle made a loud buzzing sound when it landed, and there was a piercing explosion from the engine. The Skywatcher shuttle that helped Xu Cheng complete the journey had reached the end of its lifespan. The efforts of the mechanic Yevdokia were in vain, which made Xu Cheng feel very disappointed in himself.

But she had to find Faroza, even if she died.

Xu Cheng closed the door of the shuttle, and the port administrator came to check. Xu Cheng wanted to go to register, but her hands trembled for a moment, and she didn't dare to look at the identification code of the shuttle. She filled in "Popo".

Are you worthy of bubbles? Xu Cheng couldn't tell, so she fled the airport in a hurry. Anyway, Skywatcher can't fix it anymore, so just leave it there.

Xu Cheng walked on the dilapidated roads in the port area, her old boots stepped over the dust and metal fragments, and hugged her small satchel tightly to her chest. If there was any strange movement, she would hide temporarily, not wanting to cause trouble.

The afternoon sun fell mercilessly, casting blinding flashes on the metal shell of the abandoned vehicle, and heat waves appeared on the sidewalk. Xu Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, ignoring the numbness of nerves and the pain in his hands and feet, which she had become used to . After a muscle is destroyed, the rebuilt muscle is stronger.

She had to send back the things she photographed along the way. In the middle of the noisy black market, Xu Cheng saw that the guard Jimson was still guarding the automatic trading robot in the Blackstone Market, so he strode over.

"Hey!" Jimson saw Xu Cheng first, "The little messenger! It's back!"

"Crack!" Xu Cheng was proud of what she was about to hand over to him. She put her hand in her pocket and returned the camera to Jimson.

"Have you photographed the scenery of the outside world?" Jimson's eyes lit up. He turned on the camera and checked the photos and photographs inside. The snowstorm in the Boudin Snow Mountain, the canal in Seva Fort, the countryside in Neletania, The desert of Italia... As he watched, his expression became more and more surprised.

Xu Cheng put his hands on his hips and nodded to him.

"It's amazing." Xu Cheng said.

Impressed, Jimson closed the camera and spoke with an extra heaviness.

"Thank you." He nodded frequently to Xu Cheng, "It's perfect—it's incredible! Now I can finally tell my son that there are other places besides Jialongpo. There is no other place in the world than this damn There are more things in the safe zone! What you photographed is solid evidence! It is much more real than the landscape generated by AI, this is the real world, and this is the planet we are standing on!"

"Maybe it's safer to stay in Jialongpo." Xu Cheng sat on an old metal high stool, pressing his knees with both hands.

"Good guy, I'll give you some extra presents. Tell me, I'll get you whatever you want." Jimson repeated.

"Milk." Xu Cheng raised his head, it seemed that all her hard work and long journey were worth it.

Ten minutes later, Xu Cheng was strolling along the road in Jialongpo Port Area with her big milk box in her arms.

Although he didn't doubt Jimson's integrity, Xu Cheng still couldn't help scanning it with his tactical glasses.

--scanning--

Name: milk

Introduction: 1.5 liters of milk, just unpacked, I advise you to drink it within 3 hours.

Hazard level: none

--Finish--

Xu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The access to the core city was still blocked by high-voltage telescreens, and the guards were armed with live ammunition and covered their faces with fully enclosed masks. People who wear masks are said to be 10 times crueler than those who don't.

She knew that she didn't have enough credit to get in. Jialongpo only wanted those new modern citizens who were good at tolerance and bowing their heads, but Xu Cheng would never be able to adapt.

Xu Cheng took a sip of milk and walked through a building ruin. New green shoots were growing from among the twisted steel bars and burnt prefabricated panels. She climbed up the hill made of building debris and squatted down like a The scavengers then took out their cellphones and called Qianshu.

She held a milk carton in her left hand and a mobile phone in her right. When the beeping of the communication communication sounded, Xu Cheng immediately thought of Qianshu's family's super luxurious residence in Jialongpo. The vast and boundless clear water manor represented private power. and the pinnacle of wealth.

"Hello?" Qianshu's voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Wow, it's the lovely little thousand trees. Xu Cheng's heart brightened.

"I'm going back to Beijing." Xu Cheng said, "Arrange a flight for me."

She needs Jialongpo's official heavy-duty flight, which is escorted by the army, dutifully travels between safe areas, transports personnel and supplies, and docks with the Jialongpo mothership high in the sky. It would be very lucky for Xu Cheng to take the special train back to Beijing.

She was so exhausted that she didn't want to drive the shuttle anymore.

"Jialongpo special train? Hmm...I'm afraid not." Qian Shu said.

"Why?" Xu Cheng was puzzled.

"Mom won't let me do this, hey." Qian Shu said.

"But based on your status, isn't it just a matter of one sentence?" Xu Cheng was anxious.

"If my mother finds out, she will criticize me severely. I don't want to be scolded by my mother. If my mother doesn't like you, I can't help you." Qian Shu's tone was particularly lost when he said the last sentence.

"Oh..." Xu Cheng murmured. Chiki, Chiki, have you become an adult?

"Where are the others?" Qian Shu asked, "Has Ming Gongqiao performed well?"

"I left everyone else in the safe zone. They have money they can't spend in their lifetime, and they will be fine." Xu Cheng almost left the rest of the money to Pao Pao.

"Ming Gongqiao should have followed you." Qian Shu said.

"It's none of its business. I turned it off, and it should have just restarted now. However, Qian Shu, it's useless to say anything." Xu Cheng said.

"You stay in Jialongpo for a while, I will find a way to see you." Qian Shu said.

"No need." Xu Cheng was upset and ended the communication.

She kicked a soda can out of the ruins, and it flew to the far wall, bouncing off the cold brick wall. Weak people can't touch walls, can they?

As the sky was getting darker, Xu Cheng walked alone through the abandoned streets in the port area. She was exhausted, and every step she took was torturing her muscles. Come to think of it, if she is asked to stop now and find a place to rest quietly, she will not accept it at all.

She wandered around the once bustling port of Jialongpo, now only a few unemployed people and gangsters wandered here, building a fire on the ruins of the pier to keep warm, roasting rats and fish she found somewhere.

She carried a pistol in her bosom, and if any bad guy came, she would shoot him, and then walk around the beach. It was the same when I left Jialongpo, with the black sea as my company. After traveling more than 20,000 miles, how much has Xu Cheng grown up? She wanted to make a list, but her mind was blurred and she couldn't make it.

Xu Cheng habitually turned her head to let Pao Pao get closer, but there was only an empty long embankment behind her. She rubbed her nose and couldn't move anymore.

The sea stretches endlessly, blending with the night, and the waves gently lap the pier.

Xu Cheng misses Pao Pao and the peaceful life in the past.

She once complained about why Nistor Company had so many battles to fight, but compared with the present, those years were simply the most peaceful period in history.

Compared with the bustling world that Xu Cheng is familiar with, this world eroded by the starry sky is silent and broken, extremely strange. Without Bubbles, Xu Cheng could only try his best to piece together the pictures of the past, recalling the sounds that filled Jialongpo in the past: the sound of advertisements, the sound of ships approaching horns, the noise of tourists from all over the world... everything is now All that's left is Gufeng whimpering, whispering the humanity and connection that once surged in Jialongpo.

Xu Cheng opened her arms towards the sea, the sea breeze blew through her hair, bringing a faint salty smell, she closed her eyes, and imagined that she was not beside the dark ocean, but standing on a beach as white as ivory under the bright summer sun , shallow seas full of life with shells and jellyfish instead of willowseers and hummongers.

She could almost hear the laughter and cries of people playing in the sand, feel the tingle of the finely grained gravel as her toes stepped on the soft sand, feel the taste of milk gushing in her mouth, the endless energy and possibility.

On the pier, wandering gangsters and gangsters followed Xu Cheng secretly for a long time.

There were twelve of them, and seeing this strange little girl wandering alone on the shore at night, they decided to rob her, play with her, and throw her mutilated body into the sea.

A man was smoking a cigarette, and the implant in his right eye locked onto Xu Cheng's back, and the others also raised their guns.

She opened her arms facing the sea, like a little fool waiting to die.

Without hesitation, they pulled the trigger.

boom!

...

Five minutes later, Xu Cheng squatted on the embankment.

The ghostly memories and voices disappeared, and she was only accompanied by darkness, decay, and the corpses of 12 people. She had no energy to search for the corpses, and felt empty.

The bright light of Jialongpo's core urban area shone brightly behind her, and her shadow fell on the sea. You can also drift with the sea and be pushed back to the coast of Shangjing. Xu Cheng thought dimly. Or be prey, will be prey. Off-limits creatures are not easy to deal with.

Xu Cheng felt that many things had been stripped from her. She could still go back, she could go back to Shangjing, as long as she thought of a way, she could definitely go back, but what could she do when she went back? Can Xu Cheng beat Falosa? Falosa, the God of Witches, what is little Xu Cheng compared to her?

The familiar whistling sound caught Xu Cheng's attention and pulled her out of her contemplation.

From the darkness, a small shuttle flew over the dark sea, and the red navigation lights on the four corners for identification flashed brightly and darkly.

Xu Cheng was stunned.

The shuttle landed beside Xu Cheng, the hatch opened, and the pedal protruded from the bottom of the door with the sizzle of the hydraulic system, connecting to the dock, as if inviting Xu Cheng to enter.

Zhi Xingniang stood in the cabin of the Shenhui, and happily stretched out her hand to Xu Cheng:

"We go home!"