Day by day in the infinite game

After sleeping in the open air and running around for a long time, a person and a dog who were "looking for relatives" were walking on a silent country road.

There are dilapidated houses with broken tiles and broken bricks everywhere, traces of fire burns, old trees with dead branches, and a mess.

The further inside, the more Tang Qinqin could clearly feel the anxiety and sadness in Dahuang's heart.

I tried to get in touch with the surrounding animals and plants, but there were only birds, insects, and a few stubborn clumps of weeds.

There is no one in the village anymore.

In other words, apparently there is no one left.

After being repeatedly looted by thieves, the surviving villagers began to dig tunnels and live in cellars to protect the surviving elderly, women and children.

Tang Qinqin felt many looks at him along the way. They were not malicious but full of vigilance. They were from the villagers on sentry duty.

They hide during the day and look for food and drink at night, communicating with each other and reporting messages through intricate tunnels.

I just don’t know if the owner Dahuang misses so much is here too.

"Dahuang, do you still remember the smell of your master?" Tang Qinqin gently touched the anxious dog's head to comfort it.

The eager Dahuang barked lowly, then quickened his pace and ran into a nearby hut at the end of the village, near the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Rhubarb sniffing around the house, Tang Qinqin knew that this was the place where it once lived.

"Dahuang, don't worry, let's wait until night. When it gets dark and they come out, we can ask for news about your master." As a stranger who suddenly appeared, Tang Qinqin didn't want to disturb the villagers too much now.

After searching in circles to no avail, Dahuang, with a sad look on his face, lay down next to her in a depressed mood.

Tang Qinqin thought for a while, sensed the surroundings, and brought Hei Lang out to accompany Dahuang. She couldn't do the job of comforting people, so the job of comforting dogs naturally had to be left to Gouzi.

In the evening, one person and two dogs simply ate some roasted sweet potatoes. When night fell, Tang Qinqin got up and took the dogs out of the door.

Sure enough, there were faint voices in the village, but there was still no firelight or smoke. When a few figures who had been observing for a long time approached carefully not far away, Tang Qinqin tried his best to put on a gentle and harmless smile. It was really because he had been exposed to grief, anger and hatred recently.

His mood was lingering for a long time, his facial expressions were extreme, and he was a little out of control.

"Who are you?" Someone finally asked.

Tang Qinqin twitched the corner of his stiff-lipped mouth and said in an honest and obedient manner: "I am Zhang Manman. I came to the village because I picked up rhubarb and accompanied it to find its owner."

As he said that, he patted Dahuang's dog's head.

Several cautious villagers heard that the voice of the black boy in front of them was that of a girl, so they lowered their guard and took a few steps closer.

They looked at the "big yellow" the girl was talking about, and some couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this the big tiger from Orion Zhong's family!"

Several people began to whisper among themselves.

After hearing this, Tang Qinqin lowered his head and looked at Dahuang.

Was it originally called Dahu?

"Then I would like to ask, is the Orion Zhong you are talking about here?" Tang Qinqin clenched his fists with some reluctance.

"Old Zhong, Old Zhong!" A man shouted twice in the distance, then turned around and said, "The old man of the Zhong family is still here, but his son was taken away."

A thin, stooped old man walked over from the shadows.

At the same time, the rhubarb beside Tang Qinqin rushed towards the person like an arrow from a string, as fast as an afterimage.

Dahuang stopped when he was about to touch the old man, only placing his head and front paws gently in the arms of the old man who bent down to hug him.

One person and one dog hugged each other and cried.

In the intermittent crying of the old man, Tang Qinqin realized that the real owner of rhubarb was the old man's son. They had hunted together for a living and had a very close relationship.

During a sudden raid by thieves in the village, the young hunter who was at home was captured like the others and never heard from again.

Tang Qinqin sighed in his heart, for Rhubarb, for the young hunters, for the villagers, and for the world.

She touched the black wolf who was accompanying her, and then each person and the dog quietly left the place.

Where she stood, several sacks of sweet potatoes were left.

It's not that I can't give you something better, but after much thought, this is the only way to go.

"Hei Lang, let's go, let's be friends in the world of mortals and bravely venture into the world!"

After Tang Qinqin walked far away, he led the black wolf and began to run wildly in the deserted wilderness. As he ran, he couldn't help but look up at the cold moon in the sky.

This moon has illuminated the ancients, illuminated today's people, and will also illuminate future generations. It has witnessed too many joys and sorrows in the world.

Will it develop some sanity over time and be able to understand human emotions?

…

The Zhang Jiajun led by Zhang Jingzu lived up to expectations and successfully regained the Northland, sealed up the cave laboratory full of darkness and evil, arranged and buried the victims, and held a grand ceremony. His move was to inform the world, to expose the thieves' hidden ambitions, and to

Warning to thousands of people.

He also hesitated whether to raze this bloody laboratory, after much consideration, or to properly place the many dangerous factors such as bacteria, viruses, etc. stored in it, and seal it after all the thieves' documents and notes were sorted and stored.

The purpose of getting up is to warn future generations.

It is easy to raze and destroy a building, and it can be wiped out in a blink of an eye. However, it is very, very, very, very difficult to restore the pain, humiliation, bloodshed and sacrifice that the Chinese people have experienced that reaches deep into the soul of the nation.

The successful recovery of Northland inspired strong fighting spirit and hope in other occupied areas of the country.

Zhang Jingzu did not stop. After he went to his wife's natal home to meet his beloved daughter-in-law, he embarked on the journey again, with the goal of destroying every inch of land occupied by the thieves.

By chance, he got news about his son Zhang Baoguo, whom he had lost contact with for a long time due to the war.

Knowing that he was just as he expected, enthusiastically responding to the name "Serve the Country" in the blue sky above his head, and bravely facing the enemy on another battlefield, he was relieved and proud, and couldn't help but get wet in his eyes.

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These two children of his are his treasures and his pride.

…

Tang Qinqin looked at his 55% game progress and raised his eyebrows.

This progress bar has been as steady as a dog since I sent the original owner's mother back to her parents' home. It didn't move, but it was calm.

She really didn't get the slightest clue about her from Zhang's father.

This is so difficult. I originally thought that the progress bar would be greatly improved after finding Father Zhang.

Is it possible that we should also find the original owner’s brother and reunite the family?

But thinking about Xiaoqi's position as the original owner's brother, who mostly flew through the blue sky, Tang Qinqin subconsciously wanted to refuse.

She doesn’t want to fly, she doesn’t want to be high in the sky, and she doesn’t want her heart to beat like crazy!

She is afraid of heights!

Hugging himself aggrievedly, Tang Qinqin pursed his lips and looked like he wanted to cry or not.

This game is really heart-wrenching. There was a deep-sea game before that suppressed my "phobia of the deep sea". Now I fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the clouds. Is this completely the creation of a fearless Iron Man?