“Are you still suffering hunger and loneliness?”Are you still hiding to survive?Come on, come here, the city of Fantastic welcomes all the survivors who have come, and so far two hundred thousand compatriots have gathered here, and here is the hope, and here is the future...”

There is a clear female voice on the radio, gentle, intellectual, generous, and only listening to the sound can make a beautiful face with a smile in your mind.The whole person froze, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the "snap" fell to a shatter, and the hot porridge inside was sprinkled.

Unexpectedly, I really did not think that the radio actually received the information from the outside world, so suddenly, so that Ling Xiu could not return to God for a while and a half.

When the woman broadcasted again, Ling Xiu rushed past like a dream and held the radio in his hand to listen to it again.The long-lost human voice, although only from the radio, but he felt very kind.

"There are two hundred thousand people gathered in the city of illusion, is it not a base that belongs to mankind?"

The unquenchable joy deep inside of Lingshu was like a lonely boat wandering in the dark ocean, seeing the lighthouse at this moment and finding the way forward.

This, Ling Shuu was so excited that he could not sleep, and he decided to go to the fantasy city, where there were 200,000 people, and there was a narrow version of the human world, and he could not wait to return to the world that belonged to mankind.

However, when he took out the national map to find the location of the city, the excitement and joy dissipated in an instant, Haiyang City from the city of illusion is more than 2,500 kilometers away, and to reach the city from Haiyang City, it is necessary to pass through three provinces.

Ling Xiu felt that the top of the head was like a basin of cold and cold water, and the whole person was frozen.

Shaking his head and laughing bitterly: “Two thousand kilometers away, I have the life to go there?”

He suddenly remembered the Tang monk who took the scriptures in the west, and all the way was unknown danger, but his conditions were not as good as that of the Tang monk, although the Tang monk was weak, but there were at least three martial arts students to protect him, and he was alone.

Forget it!

Ling Xiu left the map, even if he was forced to leave his rental house, he would never go to the fantasy city thousands of miles away.

With the advent of the last days, the road is definitely congested, there are chaotic vehicles everywhere, driving is wishful thinking, that is to say, if you want to go to the fantasy city, you have to rely on your feet step by step to go through, on this premise, if there is still someone who wants to go to the fantasy city, it can only be said that this person's brain is in the water.

The dawn of hope appeared but soon disappeared, and the mood of Lingxiu fell to the bottom.

After eating breakfast, he exercised again in the house, because he had adapted to the previous exercise task, and the training volume was increased, and the push-ups, sit-ups, and frogs jumped, all from 500 to 600, and squatting horses from an hour to an hour and a half.

Training is very hard, very tired, in the heart of the idea of giving up, Ling Xiu mouth constantly repeated: "the sky descends to the people, must first suffer their minds, labor their bones, hungry their body, empty their body, do their own things, so the heart and patience, once beneficial to what they can not."

This is his favorite word, and every time he reads it, he can feel the tenacity and power.

...

After completing the training task, after the body is completely cold, the wet towel will wipe the sweat stains clean, repair a pot of hot tea, warm the limbs.The rain has been falling from last night to now, but from the downpour of last night to the small rain that is now pouring.

Ling Shu went to the window to look down, and there were still many zombies standing in the street, like dry soil, full of longing for rain.

When the telescope carefully observed, Ling Xiu could not help but be surprised to open his eyes, those zombies changed, originally they were like corpses crumpled with no water, but after 15 hours of rain, their dry cheeks began to become round again, the dead hands and paws also have skin, the bones of the traces are not so obvious.

“Water is the source of life for man, is it the same for the dead?”

Ling Shu muttered speculation, but soon he denied his own speculation that the zombies were dead bodies walking on the ground, how the dead bodies needed water, at best, just to add water.

Although there is no hope for going to the fantasy city, he will still listen to the channel on time and hear the human voice, at least so that he can feel less lonely.After listening for a few days, he found that after the channel had broadcast the words of the sweet female voice three times to ask the survivors to go to the city, he invited others to speak, and the others who spoke were looking for relatives, who wanted to use the platform to inform their relatives that they were in the fantasy city and asked their relatives to come and be reunited.

Ling Xiu always scoffed at this, first of all, do not say that relatives are not alive, even if they are alive, but in the current era, there are few such things as radio, most of them are through mobile phones to listen to the sound of the radio, and without electricity, the mobile phone has become a useless tattered.

Ten thousand steps back, even if you are still alive, there is a radio, may receive this band of the radio and happen to hear the news of relatives is very low, so this is extremely unreliable, just in despair of self a hope to give it.

After dinner that day, Ling Xiu was lying on the sofa listening to the sound from the fantasy city, and he already knew the name of the radio announcer, and the name of a beautiful girl.

“Are you still suffering hunger and loneliness?”Are you still hiding to survive?Come on, come here, the city of Fantastic welcomes all the survivors who have come, and so far two hundred thousand compatriots have gathered here, and here is the hope, and here is the future...”

After broadcasting this sentence three times, I began to introduce the survivors who are counting on the radio today to call on the survivors of missing relatives.

“Hello little girl, what’s your name?”

“My name is Snow!”A young girl sounded.

Originally closed his eyes, listening to the radio's Ling Shui opened his eyes like an electric shock and sat up on the sofa.

“Cher, it’s just... Cher’s voice!”

Ling Xie held his breath, put his ear to the radio, and concentrated his mind, afraid of missing any content.

“Good snow, who do you want to hear your voice?”

I wish my brother could hear me!”

"Oh?"What is your brother’s name?”

"My brother's name is Ling Shu."“Big sister, can my brother hear me?”The voice was full of tension and worry.

The radio fell into a short silence, obviously a moment's tinge, and then heard her say in a very positive tone: "Yes, your brother Ling Xiu must hear you!"

Adults know that this is a comforting word.