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"Squeak squeak......

Just as Wu Ming put away his things, there were several neat footsteps suddenly came, the sound of stepping on the snowdrift.

The tips of Wu Ming's ears moved slightly, a little surprised. The footsteps were composed and powerful, with no more or no less time between each step, not like the qualities of the people of this town, like well-trained soldiers.

And he could hear the footsteps of two people.

"Is there anyone, is this Yang Wenliu's home?"

After a while, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate. Wu Ming looked through the glass and saw two men in black suits standing upright at the gate of the courtyard, and one of them was a little younger, holding a huge white porcelain jar in his arms.

This is a bit like an urn?

When Wu Ming looked around, the other party also saw him through the window, smiled kindly, and waved his hand to say hello.

Wu Ming hesitated for a while, glanced at Yang Bo who was lying on the bed a little strangely, then walked

to the door of the house and opened the door and said, "This is Yang Wenliu's home, may I ask who you are?" The young man holding the porcelain altar smiled and said, "Hello, you are Yang Wenliu's grandson, right? We are the door-to-door cremation service booked by Old Man Yang, may I ask Old Man Yang ...... he is dead?"

"Bang!".

Before he could finish speaking, a middle-aged man with a rather serious appearance on the side kicked him and interrupted his speech.

：......

"Ahem...... The middle-aged man coughed lightly, hiding his embarrassment, and said again: "We are 'a fire funeral service', which was booked for himself by Old Man Yang a few days ago. The

middle-aged man's voice was very good, low and magnetic, and he was the legendary "subwoofer", but the words he said really shocked Wu Ming.

Wu Ming took the business card handed by the other party in a daze, the whole body was pitch black, there was a fire burning in the middle, and there was a line of small letters underneath: A fire funeral service hotline: 567 ......

Business cards are simple and unmistakable, eh...... It's simple.

At this time, the other party crossed Wu Ming and walked to the house and started his busy work.

They first probed Uncle Yang's snort, then took out the photo to check his appearance, and after the middle-aged man nodded, the reckless young man took out a black curtain and covered Uncle Yang, and then captively flipped it and closed the zipper.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man took out a boxy black box from his arms, installed it at an interface outside the black curtain, and after a muffled "boom", a heat wave came to his face, and a trace of green smoke meandered up.

The big black tent quickly flattened, which made Wu Ming stunned, his mouth slightly open, and he felt a little unreal again.

It had only been a few tens of seconds, and he didn't even have a chance to open his mouth to question.

"Old Man Yang's ashes are here, please dispose of them properly, the relevant expenses have been settled in advance, and you don't need to bear them. The young man said with a smile and stuffed the white porcelain jar into Wu Ming's arms.

This made the corners of Wu Ming's eyes jump, and he resisted the urge to smash the jar into the other party's face.

"Smack!" The

middle-aged man gave the young man a slap, and said to Wu Ming with a sad face: "Please mourn, our work has been completed, so we won't delay your mourning."

After saying that, he grabbed the young man's neck and left, walking neatly.

：......

After listening to the other party walking away, Wu Ming came back to his senses, wiped the urn with his palm, and was full of emotion for a moment.

The tentacles of this box are cold and smooth, round and full, the bottle body has no flaws, the color seems to be from the inside out, and even the bottom has an unusually perfect arc and flatness, this touch is not like porcelain, it is a little like jade!

? "Mom!"

Wu Ming was taken aback by the conclusion he had reached, how valuable is this jade? My Grandpa Yang is really a hidden rich man, but is the cremation too hasty? I ......

......

After a brief tidying up, Wu Ming was ready to leave, carrying a blue worn-out schoolbag with only his grandfather's urn in it. In his hand, he held a new 500 yuan banknote, which was golden and dotted with stars, and on one end was a string of jewels, while on the other side was a woman's hazy watermark.

This is a new type of banknote, which is very different from the previous one, it was issued by celestial beings, and now the whole world only circulates this one currency.

In addition, the consumption level of banknotes is higher than before, 500 yuan is not much, but it is definitely a lot, presumably the road expenses should be enough, this is the only cash that Grandpa Yang left for himself before his death.

Although he was "borrowed" by Uncle Yang before, he took away nearly 800,000 real estate, which was the last property left by his parents. But Wu Ming didn't feel very sad, because at this time, he had already begun to fantasize about the scene where he was sitting on hundreds of millions of dollars and being a global giant.

"How to spend so much money~" Wu Ming was full of emotion, but the corners of his mouth grinned at the root of his ears, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed...... Ahem, grief!

" Grandpa Yang, I'm leaving, if I have time, I'll bring a few of my girlfriends back to see you." Wu Ming solemnly bent down and mourned, then stepped out of the courtyard, hung up the huge copper lock, locked it, and left.

Embarked on his own journey.

In eleven years, he never set foot outside the town, and he never even talked to anyone. It's just that in the past eleven years, he has been taken away by Yang Bo for exercise almost every day, and he has gone to the back mountain more times than he has gone to bed.

The sky was still overcast, but the snow had stopped, and the pedestrians were dwindling, most of them running around with their heads down, just because of the tightening of their necks.

Taxes are not mandatory, and if you choose to lie flat, no one will collect them. But people always have to eat and drink to live, even if you farm your own land, you need to hand over 50% of the harvest, which is such a terrifying proportion that you can hardly even eat your own family.

But society is like this, there are also people who choose to take risks and choose to protest, but all the protesters are killed by the law enforcement team.

As for the uprising and rebellion,

there are also some capable people who have done it, but no matter how hidden you are, or how large the scale of the rebel army is, without exception you will always die a tragic death.

People call outsiders celestials, and the power of celestials is beyond your imagination.

The powerful world coalition forces were slaughtered and none survived, so you can imagine how powerful and advanced weapons they wield.

I don't know when, there are rumors in the market that in fact, the heavenly people don't need the productivity of the natives at all, just because they are also human races and don't want to kill too much. If the whole people rebel, they will be killed, without exception.

This also makes us realize once again our own insignificant value, which

is sad and sad! We can only survive, persist in living hard, and end our lives in peace for decades, which is the hope of most indigenous people now.

Of course, according to Yang Bo, Blue Star still did not lose, and has been secretly arranging in order to completely expel the invaders and regain the homeland that once belonged to them.

But Wu Ming has always been skeptical about this kind of thing, even the most powerful and lethal nuclear energy has lost its effect, and he really doesn't know what else humans can come up with to fight against the cutting-edge technological weapons of the celestials.

Of course, no one knows whether the weapons made by nuclear energy stand on the ceiling of the blue star, because all ordinary people can know about is nuclear energy.

Presumably, it is not difficult for them to destroy our planet.

But Wu Ming was still very curious, what is there about Blue Star worthy of colonization by celestials?

Their strength and technology are undoubted, even the interstellar transfer station has been established, which can transport huge goods and people to outer space in a few minutes, if it is just that this is a life star, it can't be explained at all.

Regarding this point, it seems that even the "intellectual" Yang Bo is not very clear, and he is always hesitant and has no way to answer Wu Ming.

In the end, Wu Ming could only sigh, and the answer to this question could only be answered in time.

Of course, expelling the heavenly people is the wish of all the natives of this planet, because this is their homeland

, and Wu Ming thinks so too!

"Squeak squeak......

Before you know it, Wu Ming has come to the only old-fashioned train station in the town.

Looking up, the tattered wooden plaque reads: Evergreen Town Passenger and Freight Station ......