MTL - The Earth is Online-~ 245. Presence is reasonable (end)

Throwing three files on the floor casually, Bai Ruoyao put his hands in his pockets and left the company with a smile.

However, just as he walked out of the office, the fire burned.

All the things in the office were burned to ashes, and the entire building was burnt down. The nearby players immediately used the abilities to fight, and a baby face youth left the building without any glare, as if the fire had nothing to do with him.

Several other players are now on fire and rushing to fight the fire.

Among the crowd, only this tall and thin figure was retrograde, leaving the building in flames.

The fire was extinguished, and Bai Ruoyuan turned his head and looked at the dark building and the moon that was looming from behind the building.

He turned around again, did not look back, waved his hand.

In the dark night, the thick clouds are scattered with the wind, and a bright moon shines high. Under the sky, on this vast land, some people carry a tired body and rush to a place once called home, trying to find the ordinary simple days before the earth goes online; some people have not yet come from the joy of ending the nightmare Awakened, they leaned on the street and looked at the moon.

Just like four months ago, when the Black Tower announced its return to Earth, standing at the top of the Guangzhou Tower, the black female returnee saw the long-lost moonlight. She subconsciously covered her eyes, and she felt that this moon was more glaring than the sun, and she stabbed her for some reason, and she shed tears.

When she had to participate in a new Black Tower game every ten minutes, and she could hardly get a rest, she used this one ten minutes to drive back to Guangzhou from Myanmar.

When she was pleaded by a mother who rarely met, she must find her sister anyway and protect her, she looked at the dying mother and made an appointment.

Kill the first place in the time list and resurrect the girl without hesitation.

The other person’s eyes are strange and surprised, and there are thousands of emotions, but there is no joy.

Finally, when the girl secretly wanted to kill herself in a game and pulled out the knife from behind, she just said: "You are too weak."

Mu Huixue held the knife with her hand. This knife was still given to the girl by her. It was a fine prop. Ordinary knives can't pierce her skin at all, only the props can make her bleed.

The blood stained the blade, and Mu Xuehui looked down at the girl in front of her eyes, released the hand that had been cut, and smiled and asked: "Is it not to go back to see the moon together?"

The girl trembled in fear: "Yes, sorry..." However, the voice just fell, and the knife went forward again.

The body's reaction is greater than everything, she personally killed her sister.

The brothers lifted their hearts, the mother and the child were disabled, and in the world of returning people, everything seemed incomparably natural.

Everything will end, whether it is hatred or tears, it will be buried in the arrival of the new world.

In the gas station next to the Guangzhou Toll Station, Tang Mo used some oil drums to load some gasoline and handed it to Fu Wen. Fu Wen took the door next to the car door. After picking up the oil drum, he opened the fuel filler of the car and poured the oil in. The scent of gasoline quickly filled the air.

Tang Mo rummaged through the gas station for a while and found a map book. From Guangzhou to Suzhou, it took a long time to drive, and this is still not the case of cleaning up vehicles on high roads along the way.

Yes, Tang Mo and Fu Wen decided to return to Suzhou, or to Beijing.

Originally, Tang Mo and two wanted to take Chen Hao and Fu Wensheng together. The former decided to go back to Shanghai with Luo Fengcheng and return to their hometown. The latter wanted to go to Nanjing first. Fu Xiaodi’s ancestors lived in Nanjing, and the relatives on the mother’s side were there. He still wants to go back and look for it, maybe he can find some loved ones.

The car was driving slowly on the high road, Tang Mo was sitting on the co-pilot and turned to look out the window. He pressed the window and saw that the sky in the east gradually became brighter. The uppermost layer of the sky was still deep blue. The place where the lower layer was connected to the earth had already had a hint of white.

The wind passed through the window and the head of Tang Mo was blown backwards.

Tang Mo: "Will you smoke?" He had never seen Fu Wen before smoking. Tang Mo took the smoke from the car. This abandoned car was loaded with some of the original owner's sundries. Most of the things were collected and put in the trunk. Only half of the boxes were not put.

Fu Wen took a look: "Rarely. You won't?"

Tang Mo shook his head: "I tasted it once when I was rebellious in junior high school. It was too embarrassing." Even so, Tang Mo took out a cigarette and ordered it. There was a spark between his fingers and the smoke was quickly ignited. Just taking a sip, he frowned and threw it out the window.

"I don't want to pump in the army. I only tried it once the earth was on the line." Fu Wen took a turn and said: "But it should not be smoked in the future."

Tang Mo did not speak and put the smoke back.

Fu Wen did not say that he smoked for the first time, the first day after the Earth went online. He rushed to a secret office in the country with the fastest speed, and now there is no one in it. Not only that, but in the entire office building, only one young soldier trembled and sat down on the ground, and everyone disappeared.

The sudden end of the world gave Fu Wen tremendous pressure.

Tang Mo went home very calmly and decided to go to his friends to determine the safety of his friends. Fu Wen’s thoughts are: It’s really over. He shoulders the burden of the whole country and he knows the seriousness of the matter. So at that time, he stood silently in the same place. After a while, he walked to the only remaining young soldier, skillfully took out the smoke hidden by the other from the drawer of an officer’s friend, and handed one to the other. .

The bitter, dry, smell of smoke wrapped around the nose, and Fu Wen took a little cough.

The more truth you know, the more facts you see and the more stress you are exposed to.

Therefore, Fu Wen eagerly searched for all the information, want to know the truth of the Black Tower, even at the risk of crossing half of China, to find clues in Shanghai. This happened to meet Tang Mo.

But these are already gone.

Fu Wen took: "I am tired."

Tang Mo turned to look at him and didn't understand what he meant.

Tired?

For them now, three days and three nights do not sleep, nothing.

Fu Wen took a foot on the brakes and untied the seat belt: "You drive, Tang Mo."

Tang Mo: "..."

Tang Mo felt inexplicable, but he got off the bus and changed his position and drove himself. When he opened for a while, he heard a steady breath. He glanced quietly, only to see Fu Wen took the co-pilot, I do not know when to close my eyes and fall asleep. He didn't sleep very much, his hands slightly chested, but his look was calm.

Tang Mo’s heart moved slightly, he slowed down the car and pulled the window.

Fu Wen is really tired, and finally can rest.

The next morning, the two returned to Suzhou.

This is the first time Fu Wen took the home of Tang Mo. He did not walk around at random, but stood at the door and changed shoes. Tang Mo feels funny after changing his shoes: "It hasn't come back for a long time, the ground is gray." The result turned back to see a man just changed shoes, he glanced, then said: "You are really fast."

Under the leadership of Tang Mo, the two cleaned up the house.

There are very few people in Suzhou. The two have carefully observed it. In addition to Tang Mo and Fu Wen, there are only two people in this community.

In an empty city, everything looks desolate and strange.

After Tang Mo wiped through a window, he thought that he could use his power, but then he thought... He really didn't have the ability to clean the house. "A few days we went to Beijing, but also to clean your home?"

Fu's house is several times larger than Tang's family. It really has to be cleaned up, and it takes a lot of time. But soon, Tang Mo thought: "Beijing is gone."

If you go back to Beijing, you may have to rebuild Beijing.

Tang Mo: "Are we living in Beijing or Suzhou in the future?"

"All right."

Anyway, it is the same everywhere, but it involves a very important issue.

Fu Wenzhe: "What are you doing in the future?"

Tang Mo stunned: "Ah?"

Fu Wenzhe explained: "Occupation."

Tang Mo: "..."

He was speechless.

After being asked for a long time, Tang Mo silently said: "... librarian?"

Fu Wen laughed.

Tang Mo: "..."

Books are the ladder of human progress! Not to mention the past, now, even in the future, librarians are also an iron rice bowl!

Fu Wenjue: "Let's stay in Suzhou for more."

Tang Mo: "Why?"

Fu Wen thought for a moment: "The pressure of employment competition is small?"

Tang Mo: "..."

I was not skinned by the wolf grandmother. I was not crushed by Santa Claus. I was not made into a flower fat by the Queen of the Red Peach. I was not taken back by the circus leader as a pet.

Tang Mo, the most powerful official player in the world, never imagined that he had to face a new world that needed to re-competition.

"Do you think there will be civil service exams? I am very good at exams."

Fu Wen took a look at the young and serious look, did not hold back and kissed.

"The future will only be better."

"Ok."

The existence of human beings is justified.

When Tang Mo was facing the Black Tower and said this, he had already seen the brightest future of mankind. The darkness once shrouded in this land, but it is not the darkness of humanity, but the most brilliant glory.

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