Chapter 637
As the night fell, the lights of the city gradually faded away, leaving only a faint outline in the sky. Bai Ye stood at the exit of the building, his eyes firm and deep. He gently patted the dust on his body, turned around and said to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers, we are about to embark on an unknown journey, but please remember that no matter whether the road ahead is full of thorns or desolate, we can't stop. We are looking for hope, for reconstruction, and for those homes that are still waiting for us to return."
The soldiers straightened their backs when they heard this, with unyielding light flashing in their eyes. They looked at each other, without saying much, that tacit understanding and belief had taken root in their hearts. Bai Ye waved his hand, motioning everyone to follow, and then took the lead on the road to the truck.
Under the moonlight, several old trucks bumped forward on the bumpy road, the roar of the engine and the sound of the tires crushing the gravel intertwined, forming the only melody in this silent night. Bai Ye sat in the co-pilot seat, holding a yellowed map in his hand. It was the guide for their trip, marking a distant and mysterious place - a ruined building complex that was said to contain ancient knowledge and civilization.
A few hours later, the sky was pale, and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the vast grassland.
In that distant and vast world, the grassland was like an endless green brocade, spreading on the earth, gentle and magnificent, as if it was the most generous gift from nature. At the beginning of the morning light, the first ray of sunlight shyly poked out of the horizon, gently brushed across the grassland, and covered it with a layer of light golden light. This light, warm and soft, awakened every inch of the grassland, making them glow with vitality in this new day.
The green of the grassland is not a single color, but has distinct layers and different depths. Nearby, there are tender green grasses, which have just woken up from their slumber, with the crystal of dewdrops and flashing soft luster. These small grasses are tightly clustered together, forming soft carpets that make people want to lie on them and feel the embrace from the earth. As the sight extends, the green gradually deepens and turns into deep emerald green. That is the color of the years in the depths of the grassland. They are tenacious and witness the change of seasons and years of the grassland.
In this green ocean, there are occasionally a few wild flowers. Although they are not ostentatious, they bloom in a unique posture. Some petals are as white as snow, pure and flawless, as if the clouds in the sky have fallen into the world; some are colorful, red, yellow, blue and purple intertwined, like paint on a palette, casually splashed on this green canvas. Although these wild flowers are small, they add some vitality and vitality to the grassland, making people feel the magic and infinite charm of nature.
The sky of the grassland is so broad and high, as if it is within reach, but it seems to be forever unattainable. It is like a huge sapphire, inlaid on the grassland, clear and deep. Several white clouds are leisurely wandering in the sky. They are in various shapes, sometimes gathering into mountains, sometimes spreading like cotton wool, adding a bit of agility and elegance to this quiet grassland. The sun shines through the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows, interweaving with the green on the grassland, forming a series of breathtaking pictures.
The wind on the grassland is free and changeable. Sometimes it gently brushes across the cheek, bringing a hint of coolness and comfort; sometimes it whistles wildly, rolling up layers of grass waves, as if to roll the entire grassland into its arms. This wind is the soul of the grassland. It blows on every inch of land, conveying the breath and heartbeat of nature. Under the blowing of the wind, the grassland seems to come alive. It sways gently and makes a rustling sound. It is the most beautiful music of nature.
In the distance, the grassland connects with the horizon, forming a blurred boundary, making it difficult to tell where the sky is and where the earth is. In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the grassland seems to be a huge stage, and nature is the most outstanding director. It uses elements such as wind, light, color, and shadow to weave shocking scenes. Sometimes, groups of cattle and sheep stroll leisurely on the grassland. They either lower their heads to eat grass or look up to look into the distance, blending into this green ocean, forming a beautiful picture of harmonious coexistence.
However, the beauty of the grassland is not always so peaceful and harmonious. Under the change of seasons and the laws of nature, it will also show a wild and rough side. In summer, when heavy rains pour down, the grassland seems to have turned into a vast ocean, with rolling grass waves and thunder roaring, showing a shocking power. In autumn, the grassland gradually fades its green clothes and puts on a golden coat. It is a scene of harvest and the best reward from nature for the grassland's hard work for a year.
On this grassland, time seems to become slow and long. People can put down their worries and sorrows, breathe the fresh air, and feel the gift and baptism of nature. The grassland, in its unique way, makes people feel the tenacity and beauty of life, and makes people cherish everything in front of them. It is not just a piece of land, but also a spiritual sustenance and spiritual home, allowing everyone who sets foot on it to find their own tranquility and freedom.
As the sun sets, the grassland is dyed with a light golden red. The sunset reflects on the grassland, complements the mountains in the distance and the cattle and sheep nearby, forming a beautiful picture. The grassland at this moment is even more tender and romantic. People stood or sat quietly admiring the beautiful scenery, and their hearts were filled with awe and gratitude for nature. On this grassland, people seem to have found a way to dialogue with nature and a way to reconcile with their own hearts.
As night falls, the grassland becomes quiet again. The starry sky is bright and the Milky Way hangs low, as if it is within reach. Under this quiet night sky, the grassland seems to have turned into a dreamy ocean, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. The grassland at this moment is both mysterious and charming. It tells stories about life, nature, and the universe in its own unique way, waiting to be explored and understood by every heart that is willing to listen.
The truck stopped slowly and the soldiers got out of the car. The sight before them made them gasp. This is a land forgotten by time. Ruined buildings are scattered in an orderly manner on the grassland. Some tower into the sky, while others collapse into piles, seeming to tell the glory and vicissitudes of the past.
"Everyone, be careful. We don't know what dangers are hidden here." Bai Ye's voice was steady and powerful. He took the lead in stepping into the ruins, taking every step with extra caution. The soldiers followed closely, maintaining a high degree of vigilance, holding weapons tightly in their hands, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
As they went deeper, they discovered a relatively complete building - an ancient library. Although the exterior wall of the library is mottled, the door is still closed, as if guarding the secrets inside. Bai Ye walked to the door and pushed it gently. The door hinge made a dull sound and slowly opened.
"It seems that our destination has arrived." Bai Ye looked back at the soldiers, his eyes shining with expectation, "Remember, we are on this trip to find knowledge and for the future, so please respect every inch of the land here. One word.”
The soldiers nodded, followed Bai Ye's steps, and cautiously entered the library. An old and slightly musty smell hits the face, but there is also a faint scent of books in the air, which makes people slow down involuntarily, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.
Although the interior of the library is dark, the natural light shining through the skylight can barely make out the surrounding scenery. The bookshelves are tall, and rows of books are neatly arranged. Some covers are yellowed, and some are damaged due to age. Bai Ye walked at the front, his eyes darting between the bookshelves as if he was looking for something.
"Look here, these books seem to record ancient history and civilization." A soldier suddenly exclaimed, pointing to a row of relatively complete books, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Hearing this, Bai Ye quickly walked to the row of bookshelves, gently pulled out a book, and opened it carefully. The pages smelled of hay and earth, but the words were still legible. "This is indeed what we need," he said softly, "Everyone works separately, but be careful not to damage these precious materials."
The soldiers spread out and walked among the bookshelves, looking for valuable books. Some soldiers squatted down and carefully flipped through the fragments of books at their feet, trying to piece together complete information; others stood on high places and used flashlights to illuminate the books on the high shelves, fearing to miss any one.
"Bai Ye, look at this!" Suddenly, a soldier shouted excitedly. He was holding a book with a strange pattern on the cover and walked quickly to Bai Ye.
Bai Ye took the book and looked at it carefully. The pages record an ancient technology that seems to be related to energy utilization. "This may be of great benefit to our future reconstruction efforts." He pondered for a moment, and then ordered, "Take it, along with all other books that seem important, and we must collect as much of this knowledge as possible."
Time passed quietly, and when the first ray of sunlight completely illuminated the library, the soldiers had returned with their full load. The books and notebooks in their hands were piled up into a hill, and everyone's face was filled with satisfaction and joy. Bai Ye stood in the middle of the library, looking around at all this, and his heart was filled with emotion.
"Brothers, we did it." His voice echoed in the empty library. "These books will be a valuable asset for us to rebuild our homeland, and they will guide us towards a brighter future."
The soldiers nodded one after another, with determination shining in their eyes. They know that although the road ahead is still long and full of unknowns, as long as they have the guidance of this knowledge, they have the confidence to overcome all difficulties and rebuild a better home.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, they set out on their way home again. The truck, carrying heavy hopes and dreams, left deep tracks on the grassland. Bai Ye sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window at the vast expanse of grassland, his heart filled with infinite reverie and longing. He knows that this is just a small step in their long journey, but it is these insignificant steps that will eventually gather into the force that drives the world forward.
Bai Ye stood beside the cab of the truck, his eyes suddenly fixed on the distant skyline. There, the originally clear blue sky began to gather thick dark clouds. They seemed to be summoned by invisible hands and spread rapidly, blocking the sunlight and covering the vast grassland with a depressing gray curtain. An inexplicable emotion surged in Bai Ye's heart. It was a premonition of unknown changes and a warning of the coming storm.
He was silent for a moment, and then issued a sudden order to the soldiers beside him: "Stop the car, everyone stay where you are." The voice was low and powerful, revealing unquestionable majesty. Although the soldiers were surprised, they immediately carried out the order. The truck slowly stopped, raising a burst of dust and then calmed down.
Bai Ye didn't explain the reason, but just stepped out of the truck alone, stepped on the soft grass, and walked deeper into the grassland step by step. His steps were firm and heavy, and each step seemed to be having some kind of silent dialogue with the earth. The surrounding soldiers looked at each other, but no one dared to ask questions. They just watched Bai Ye's retreating back silently, their hearts filled with doubts and curiosity.
Bai Ye walked to a relatively open area, where there was no tall grass blocking his sight. He could clearly see the rolling dark clouds in the sky and the faint sound of thunder in the distance. He stopped and looked up, his eyes deep and complicated. Under the dark clouds, the sky became extremely dark, as if the whole world was shrouded in an indescribable depression.
At this moment, Bai Ye slowly took out a book from his pocket.
He took a deep breath, as if saying his final farewell. Then, with a sudden force, the pages in his hand were torn apart, and the fragments scattered in the wind, eventually disappearing into the vast grassland. This action is so sudden and decisive, as if it is announcing the end of some kind of past, or welcoming the arrival of some kind of future.
Bai Ye stood there, letting the wind ruffle his hair and disperse the thoughts in his heart. He was silent for a long time, as if he was isolated from the whole world at this moment. His eyes were sometimes solemn and sometimes confused, but more often than not they were firm and decisive. He knew he had made a big decision, one that could affect his future path.
Although the surrounding soldiers could not hear the voice in Bai Ye's heart, they could feel the strong aura emanating from him. They waited quietly for Bai Ye to speak and for him to give an explanation for this sudden move.
Finally, Bai Ye slowly turned around and glanced at every soldier's face. Although his voice is still low, it is full of power: "Brothers, we have been looking for hope and the future, but sometimes we must learn to let go of some things in order to move forward better. This book was once my precious treasure, but now I Understand that real power comes from the faith and unity within us.”
The soldiers nodded to express their understanding. Although they didn't understand why Bai Ye tore up the book, they could feel the profound meaning and power in his words.