Anyon also wanted to see the development of the alliance.

Although he has received a lot of information from the Internet, he prefers to see his own hands-on Jiangshan, he has supported a lot of hegemony, empire, but not as late as the first time.

After dealing with China's relationship, Anyang and Hasna's next stop moved to the alliance's Baghdad.After two decades of unification and two decades of development, the new city has been established in the northwest.

The car arrived with them, Anyon also had the supreme privilege in the league, Rolls-Royce galloped on the wide road, the lush green on both sides of the road, dazzling.

Unavoiding the situation, I thought it was the jungle, not the desert Middle East.

But in fact this is Baghdad – the coalition has focused on desalination and greening technologies, laying desalinated water pipelines throughout the country, and planting genetically enhanced plants with excellent drought resistance.

In just 20 years, the alliance has made some major big cities green around, and all the water resources for irrigation come from the sea, which is low in cost and convenient to use, and is not wasteful.

"This scene I could not imagine when I was a child, the whole world is green."Hasna looked at the surrounding landscape.

The trees on both sides of the road and in the center dotted with the color leading to the new city.Frequent vehicles, shops and gas stations that appear on the roadside from time to time also show its prosperity, high-hanging billboards, and electronic images also promote the opening of a nightclub.

“It’s so open.”Hasna’s eyes were swept from several fashionable ladies on the street, and their looks were definitely the locals.

“Who dares to disobey your great and proud prophetic commands?”An Yang said with great satisfaction that he emphasized secularization before he left, who would dare to oppose it and destroy him!

Of course, the Union strictly implements the prophet's orders, and 20 years is enough to turn the world upside down here, move towards the international mainstream, and keep up with the steps of the times.

“There is also kindness, wisdom, omniscient...” Hasna smiled and helped him add a lot of adjectives hanging in front of the Prophet.

“Hey hey.”Anyang did not mind these praises, looking forward: "Come to the city center, the plan is really good!"

Oil funds have piled up the new district, the city center roads are criss-crossed, high-rise buildings are lined up, and various styles of exaggerated buildings have been made into the city's new business cards, and modernization is reflected in any corner.

Hasina had long expected: "In terms of oil reserves, the local area itself is very strong, as long as there is no war, the situation is calm, they burn money to build a modern city, it is easy."

“It’s a bit of a Dubai feeling.”Anyang agreed that he drove the same way to browse the union's finances last year, and performed very well, and if it is a per capita GDP, it has entered a middle-developed country.

Of course, GDP is not the only measure of development or not, education, health, construction and other aspects, the alliance of the big cities have met the developed standards, but some remote small cities still need to be improved.

On this basis, the coalition government also tried to get rid of its absolute dependence on oil, developed tourism, entertainment and third service, and the indispensable nightclubs and cinemas in the city were the result.

Anyang parked the car on the side of the road, after getting off Hasna hugged his arm, strolled up the street, this scene is not uncommon in the business district, men and women and couples freely show their sweetness.

As a member of ordinary people, they go shopping, visit shopping malls, feel the modern way of life of the locals, and then drive out of Baghdad and go north to Hasna's hometown.

But unfortunately, because of the war that year, it was destroyed and rebuilt, completely unable to find the original shadow, Anyang can only accompany her to pay tribute to her parents and relatives, and offer a bouquet of flowers.

"They'll be glad I'm having a good time."Hasina, with some regrets, was not sad, “Let’s go somewhere else, how about Tehran?”

"As you wish."Anyang took her, and the flash was the next stop.

As the best foundation in the alliance, Iran, with the strongest momentum of development, has also changed even more, and when he heard that the local is reviving the Persian spirit, the changes brought to them by secularization can be imagined.

The only constant is the palace where Anyang once lived, although the prophets have not appeared for many years, but the local maintenance specifications there have never been reduced, believers have regarded it as a saint's former residence.

A palace next to it was converted into a museum, displaying images of the year, the use of objects by the prophets, books, etc. When they visited as tourists, the management required them to dress modestly and wear shoe covers.

Anyang came in to see purely whim, he wanted to see what his god stick was like in the eyes of outsiders, and the records on the wall of the photo were some of his feelings, some of which made him feel sad, and some of which made him laugh.

But this laughter seemed to the staff to be disrespectful, and a serious-looking middle-aged man came over and looked at them as they had just come up with a reminder, but the voice was stuck.

He did not know the appearance of Anyan, but Hasna's appearance is not strange, he had the good fortune to see the real person up close, there are many photos on the wall, can find her inseparable guardian around the prophet.

When Hasna turned her head strangely, she saw a surprised fellow, and her eyebrows bent: “What’s the matter?”

This familiar voice sounded, finally let the middle-aged people determined, excitedly saluted: "Welcome to the arrival!"

“Do you know me?”Hasna found that the eyes of those around her had looked, some hesitated, some were already talking in a low voice.

"I saw you at the celebration twenty years ago."The middle-age man was sure that he did not dare to look at her directly.

“Maybe not me?”Hasna laughed.

The middle-aged man was very sure: "At that time you were with the Prophet, I will never forget your voice."

“The Guardian!”The people around me finally felt from the dialogue that Hasna's appearance was the same as the scene in the photo.

The quiet visit was interrupted, and she looked at Anyan, and he did not say that Hasna knew the need to take charge of herself: "The Prophet said that you did well, and continued to grow."

"Praise the Prophet."They started the slogan.

In the past, Hasna would not have cared, but now the knowledge is wide, the worship of low civilization is meaningless to her, and she is too lazy to talk to Anyan, saying, "Let's go."

“All right.”

By the time they looked up, the two had disappeared, which reinforced the miracle-like fact that the subject was immediately hot in the alliance.

The number of people who came to visit the saint's house has soared a thousand times!Let the coalition government have to strengthen the policy of regional access, and even restrict the line!

An Yang, who learned the truth, said, "I think you should hang up your veil and play low-key."

“Do you like it?”She didn’t mind the style, and although it was secular, there were occasional turban traditions on the street.

Anyang described: "Thinking of your beautiful and unscrupulous appearance, the mystery ignites the style, which is a temptation that men can't resist."

She dressed up like this and embellished the road.

Today, this dress is more regarded as a "national custom", just like China's rise of Hanfu fever, its meaning is more inclined to cultural and artistic commemoration.

They abandoned modern vehicles, rode on camels, and tulleed tulles fluttered under the breeze and the scorching sun, camping at night, bonfires, and traveling during the day.

The bonfires that burned at night lit up in the deserts of western Syria, reflecting the tent next to them, the fragrant barbecue on the shelves, and the comfortable pillows on Hasna's legs.

A holographic projector was placed in front of the bonfire, outlining the dancing belly dancers, who had a sense of beauty and sex, and under the accompaniment of melodious Arab music, all this was intoxicated with poetry.

“That’s called life.”Anyang looked at the woman who gently helped her hair comb her hair and laughed with a proud smile: "And she turned the Arab princess away again."

...

A proud life, the expected end, the desert roasted with bonfires and sleep, Anyang unknowingly relives the dream of the quiet town, still the sunset, still the park green space.

The men and women snuggled on the bench, the sun afterglow pulled their shadows long, as if they were still echoing the laughter of the children, the cries of pets.

What a lovely scene.

But Anyan found himself in the shadow behind them, and the place where the sun could not shine was a little cold, which made him feel uncomfortable involuntarily, which was a fear of losing.

He looked at him, not knowing why he was so envious.