The West District of Shanghai, on the bank of the Pujiang River, a little further to the south, was once one of the top prosperous areas in Shanghai. Countless modern buildings lined both sides of the streets. The population was concentrated, and every inch of land was valuable; now, The cold and desolate buildings in the sky are in ruins, tilted and toppled, and there are countless broken walls and cracked walls. In the deep dim light, their figures are looming, creating a scene of desolate and desolate ruins.
Soon, among the ruins, where the dim light fell, many short and thin figures gradually appeared. They crawled through a crack and hole from one side of the collapsed building and groped their way to the other side. Then it disappeared into the "jungle" of steel bars and concrete.
Further away, there was a viaduct that had been broken into several sections. Flattened, crushed, and crashed cars were piled up in the broken gap. Those people who had just disappeared appeared here one after another after a while, holding hands in their hands. With a variety of tools, he lay on the ruins, prying open large chunks of cement, and digging through hard objects, trying to break down the scrapped cars, especially their trunks and mailboxes, with a focus on cleaning them. Object.
"Look what I found!?" A young man, about ten years old, with a dark face, rushed down from the rubble, waving a glass bottle in his hand, shouting with excitement.
The children below immediately gathered around. One of the older children with a big head spit into the palm of his hand and wiped off the thick dust on the bottle, revealing a blue cover paper that had turned yellow. With his little hands that were red from the cold, he pointed to the first word and began to read with difficulty: "Ocean, ocean, river, yes, river, what, color, what, what..."
A group of children suddenly burst into laughter and shouted: "Big head of a cow. What, what? I can't understand a word, so let the scholar recognize it."
The big kid, whose head was really bigger than the others, touched the dirty hair on his big head in embarrassment. He defended: "This must be a bottle of wine. I saw it when I was a child. There is also a cardboard box!"
"Big head, just brag. I saw the sun when I was a child. Haha, who still remembers what happened eight hundred years ago? How old are you!" A man in rags and dirty clothes The child, who looked like a clay figurine, had a white cold breath coming out of his mouth, and opened his cracked mouth to speak.
"If you don't believe me, pull me down!" The big-headed kid seemed to be really angry. He eagerly grabbed a little girl wearing an adult cotton coat who had just been called over, and said, "Xiucai, please read it to everyone. What is written on it? , is it wine?”
The little girl's lips were a little purple from the cold. From the cut cuffs, she stretched out a pair of small hands covered with chilblains and swollen like steamed buns, and took the bottle. I don't know if the bottle was too heavy, but she almost lost her grip. It fell to the ground, and the child who found the bottle was so surprised that he felt heartbroken.
"Ocean, river, blue - blue, color, classic - classic, classic." The girl read carefully word by word, completely in standard Mandarin. There is no trace of the Ludi-Subei accent.
"Yanghe Blue Classic? What is it? Has anyone heard of it?" The owner's child looked at the children expectantly, but saw that they all looked confused.
"Look at the small print, look at the small print!" The big head pointed at the small print below and said eagerly.
"... winery... shares... company..." The girl obediently followed the big head's fingers. Continue to read seriously.
"Look, did you hear that? It's a bar. I don't care, it's the word "wine" anyway!" The big head immediately jumped up and shouted happily. Like a victorious rooster.
"Then, how much daddy is that worth?" The clay-figure-like child stammered as he looked at the bottle longingly.
"If you ask me, it will cost at least a big car!" A child said with his hand.
"You know daddy, this can be exchanged for at least two, not three, delicious fruits!"
"You are a bunch of little brats. Of course this good thing must be given to the leader. Maybe when the old man is happy, he will let you become an awakened warrior, and then you will have everything!"
"Wow, how old are you? You are the youngest among us, and you are a brat all day long!"
…
A group of children were immersed in the dream of getting rich. Suddenly, they heard another cry of surprise from the top of the ruins: "Come and see, there's more!"
The child held up a red paper box and waved it excitedly.
The children hurriedly climbed up the rubble, as if they had discovered some treasure. They opened their black mouths and began to clean up with all their strength.
More and more things that they may have seen when they were very young but no longer remember them were dug out from the cars buried under the rubble and piled up in a small area!
"I'm getting rich, I'm really getting rich!"
"I must eat the fruit this time!"
"I want to change into new clothes!"
…
Not far away, at the former subway entrance of Line 7, several small and cautious figures crawled out, nervously staring at the surrounding ruins.
The big head of the cow walked to the top of the ruins, pulled down his pants, and started peeing underneath. He was thinking about dreams and plans to get rich when he suddenly saw about ten figures appearing at the entrance of the cave. He quickly rubbed his eyes. Lifting up his pants, he stumbled and shouted loudly: "Come on, people, the little devil has slipped through the hole and crossed the river again, and is here to steal our things!"
"Where is it? Where is it?" The children guarding the treasure all looked excited, like dead soldiers.
"Smash these idiots to death! Smash them to death!" The first child who found the bottle immediately picked up a cement block from the rubble and threw it over.
"I'll let you steal things, but I won't kill you!"
"Xiucai, you don't know how to fight, hide now!"
"This is our place, get out of here!
…
On the top of the ruins and at the subway exit, "fire" was immediately handed over. The weapons were stones, bricks and scrap iron pieces. You threw them at me, crackling, crackling, and it was extremely intense from the beginning.
Niu Datou and the others occupied the terrain on top of the ruins, and they were confident enough, and because there were a bunch of everyone's treasures behind them, they took advantage of the right time, place and people. They picked up rocks and imitated the awakened warriors, charging with strange screams. He went down and smashed several Japanese children who came from Koto.
The dozen or so thin Japanese children, both male and female, could not withstand the fierce attack of Niu Datou and others, and covered their bleeding heads. Limping and hungry, with a hunched body, he stoically crawled back into the dark subway cave.
Several people on Niu Datou's side were also injured, sitting on the ground and grinning in pain. He was too young and couldn't bear the pain and wanted to cry, but he was stared back by the older children who did not want to lose to the Japanese children in terms of momentum...
In the distance, there is a intact building. A middle-aged man with a pale face put down the military infrared telescope and said firmly to a tall man next to him: "Brother, if you keep interrupting, you will suffer chaos!"
"Second brother, it's not that I don't want to fight. What should we use to fight? Now that the fruit trees are gone, every one of the white fruits in stock will be missing. Once a big fight breaks out, what can we use to save the lives of our brothers?" The tall and tall figure The man stared at the pale-faced middle-aged man and asked.
The middle-aged man pointed to the place where the children were fighting and said repeatedly: "Brother, if we don't fight, they will gradually encroach from Jiangdong!"
"I have made up my mind about this matter. They are not all monolithic. There are also people who know how to adapt to the general trend. The Qiuyue family in Jiangdong has agreed to submit to us. You should stop persuading and take it slow anyway. There is no rush. As long as there is news from a surviving big city in the mainland, Jiangdong will be defeated!" The tall man said confidently and contentedly.
The middle-aged man frowned in confusion for a while. Just then he sighed and said: "Okay, brother, I will listen to you, but I'm afraid that Tachibana Kansu's ambition... Ignorant of good or bad, now those Japanese people are listening to him, which is not as good as what brother wants!" He paused After a pause. Then he said: "Brother, you gave me this life. If we still have to fight in the future, my younger brother will be the first to charge into battle for you!"
"Tachibana's speed!" The tall man frowned and looked into the distance, as if saying to himself: "How can we get rid of..."
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Jiangdong, somewhere in the wilderness.
A group of about fifty five- and six-year-old children, both male and female, were stripped naked, leaving only a pair of underpants to cover their shame. They formed two teams, running barefoot around several large snowdrifts in the snow. .
Behind them, a man holding a stick shouted loudly:
"Run! Don't stop! In this difficult world, if you want to survive, you must have a body as strong as steel. No matter how cold or painful it is, you must have this awareness!"
"A cowardly and cowardly person like that cannot survive in this world!"
"You must be like a samurai, and from now on, you must face the world seriously!"
…
A child fell to the ground, his calves turning purple from the cold and twitching constantly.
The man holding the stick immediately pounced on it, drew it down without any hesitation, and said coldly:
"Even if you are the crown prince, you must always be aware of death. Get up! Keep running!"
The child gritted his teeth and tried hard to hold himself up, but he fell back to the ground stiffly, with his mouth full of ice and snow.
The man holding the stick still whipped his thin body mercilessly and shouted:
"As a person who has lost his home, lost his hometown, and is wandering everywhere, with such an identity, what qualifications do you have to lie on the ground and not stand up! You have lost everything, and you only have this body to rely on. With the courage to die, Work hard to hone it, Heiichiro, stand up!"
The child trembled, as if he had been greatly stimulated. He roared immaturely, jumped up from the ground desperately, and ran towards the snow like crazy.
…
In another corner of the wilderness, a group of the same number of teenage children were arranged in two rows facing each other, holding wooden swords in their hands, and fought fiercely with each other until they hit each other.
A little further away, more than a hundred sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boys were put on armor, holding real Japanese swords in both hands, and were arranged in three rows. Opposite them, fifty meters away, was a bug-stricken boy. A small living tentacle monster half-locked by ligaments and other objects.
A man in a white robe pulled out a long knife and said sternly: "xiu ci gei ki!"
"Come together!" More than a hundred teenagers agreed in unison, holding up long Japanese swords and rushing towards the living small tentacle monster!
…
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After Chu Yunsheng was wrapped in the tree trunk, he gradually lost all consciousness, as if he was in a dream.
I don’t know where this is, where it is, and how much time has passed? It was as if the whole world was isolated from him, and he couldn't feel the slightest movement outside. Vision, touch, taste, smell, hearing, and even Ming's unique insect sense and the fourth-dimensional tentacles of his three-dimensional genius, all... They all disappeared!
This is a world where he can't distinguish between big and small, high and low, far and near, and even has no color. If he didn't have the continuity of his thinking, even time would be blurred.
After a long, long time, he seemed to "see" a small black vortex above him, spinning constantly, like a black hole that was impossible to see through.
Gradually, more inexplicable "things" were sucked in by the vortex, but there were too few. As soon as they came in, they disappeared into the infinite.
But, at the same time, he suddenly felt that something was recovering.
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