"Student Su, where are we going?"

Above the sky, Xia Jiawen's voice was very soft.

The puppet silk and white tentacles led them forward quickly between the buildings. Su Mingan felt the pain on the clone's side and unconsciously hugged himself tightly. This action could slightly relieve the pain.

"A dark place." Su Mingan said.

"Sure... is it true?" Xia Jiawen said with a bitter smile: "There is no place for aliens that are rejected by the world, so they can only go to places shrouded in black mist. Student Su, you can obviously... have a bright future."

"I don't need it," Su Mingan said.

He is the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance.

He is the deputy director of the Department of Urban Protection.

He has the dual identity of a qualified person and a foreign species.

He is the number one dream patroller.

He is the number one player.

Even if he goes to the headquarters of the Human Self-Salvation League or the Urban Guardian Department now, he can still have a place to stay, and he can even immediately launch a counterattack and declare war on the church. He can also go to the Lighthouse Sect founded by Burris and start from faith.

He is never afraid of any adversity, rather adversity makes him feel at ease. A road that is too smooth is more like honey that has been arranged in front of him.

Since the main mission requires him to contact the old Holy See, it is better to follow the trend and sneak into the dark land as a alien. This incident gave him an opportunity.

"Then, aren't you going back to Daoya City?" Xia Jiawen whispered: "Aren't you going back to Bishop Li's church, Ms. Lin's psychological counseling center, and your and Su Luoluo's home...

.”

Su Mingan was startled.

——But, this means there is no way to go back.

There is no going back to the warm, daily, and reassuring life.

The kind female students in the church, Li Mingyue's plain but caring words, Dr. Lin Yunting's trust and admiration, still waiting for his death in the dungeon, and... no matter how much emotional pain he endured, he always insisted on being cheerful and smiling.

Surolo.

The grandfather and grandmother who gave him antiques, the bald owner in the tavern, the tailor mother with her little boy, the wandering girl in the park, the blond businessman carrying a schoolbag, and the kind-hearted soldiers on the edge of the city.

Can not go back.

Su Mingan's fingers touched his pocket. He was slightly startled and took out the thing in his pocket - it was a pink rag doll.

When he left home in the morning, he took this rag doll with him. He thought that after finishing the college entrance examination, he could stop by the psychological counseling center and bring the rag doll to Xiao. Although there were no Barbie dolls in the city, the simple rag doll was enough.

comfort.

But there's no chance now.

The short and warm daily life is completely over, and the life of a high school student will never be the same again.

【Little Yunduo...】

In my mind is Su Luoluo's smile.

Su Mingan squeezed the rag doll in his hand, and the doll's glass eyes reflected his expression.

——It was clearly a somewhat sad face.

The corners of his eyes drooped, his lips pursed, and a faint pain escaped from his pupils.

——At this moment, he finally understood what Li Mingyue once said to him.

…

【"Do you like this kind of work?"】

["I'm still thinking that if you like this kind of work, you can take over my job in the future. In this way——"]

["Even if you don't take the college entrance examination, go to Beiqing University, or contact the Urban Guardian Department... you can do it even if you don't do these things. It's all okay. You can stay in this city for the rest of your life and become Su Luoluo.

Anchor. This city also recruits civil servants. You can try, you can get married, and your life can be happy."]

…

——Don’t step out of this small town.

——Once you step out, you won't be able to look back.

The moment Su Mingan stepped out of this small town, he inevitably came to the examination room, inevitably exposed his white tentacles, and inevitably began to flee. It seemed destined.

The military's wanted order added the name "Su Wensheng", and the church recorded his face. The burning flame seemed to be reflected in front of his eyes, burning up his past.

"Will life be dark in the future?" Xia Jiawen murmured: "I will never see the light again."

"No."

Su Mingan looked at the black fog getting closer and closer, pulling Xia Jiawen and jumping into the thick darkness together. He held the rag doll, but he was thinking in his heart.

——There will always be dawn.

In fact, just a little warmth was enough for him.

It's enough for these days.

You shouldn't ask for anything more.

Stepping on the ground with both feet, Su Mingan stepped into the dark place for the first time.

The land shrouded in black mist exudes a quiet, cold atmosphere, and is empty of people.

Before it was shrouded in black fog, this place used to be 80% of the land where human beings lived. Now it is extremely quiet, and there is an absurd feeling that all human beings have disappeared collectively. This includes small stalls such as ice powder stalls, barbecue stalls, and stinky tofu stalls on the street.

, all remained in the same state as before the escape, and even the dishes and chopsticks were not taken away from the table.

Tables and chairs were swaying here and there, and hundreds of vehicles were running across the road. It could be seen that people had abandoned their cars and fled. The light rail also stayed in the state of not arriving at the station, parked between two platforms.

"Da da da."

Su Mingan stared at this scene, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart.

"This used to be people's hometown." Xia Jiawen murmured: "Before the black mist appeared, Ubang was not called Ubang. It was a country covering a vast area, with many provinces and many countries.

Cities...and now, we only have a little bit of land left."

His fingers brushed a window on the street. This was a coffee shop. The words "Today's Recommendation: Cappuccino" were hung on the bar. After wiping the dust on the window, Xia Jiawen whispered: "Maybe

, you can also find your grandpa or grandma’s home here, the hometowns of the older generation are all in the black mist.”

The wind chimes on the street are tinkling, and the February wind is still blowing this land, but no one will push the door in and trigger the sound of the wind chimes.

"By playing the Dream Patrol game and dispersing the black fog, the homeland can be recovered." Su Mingan looked at these lonely scenes: "One day, these lands will be recovered."

"Yes, maybe there will come a day when mankind has a talent like the No. 1 Dream Patroller." Xia Jiawen smiled: "But I watched the world live broadcast, and the No. 1 Dream Patroller was also suspected of being a different species.

Human beings are such a race that is good at pointing the finger at others. They are both admirable and pathetic at the same time. They will not change from generation to generation."

When Xia Jiawen said this, he thought of the students and shook his head: "But I just like this race so much."

They walked on the quiet streets, like two ghosts hovering in the darkness, walking on the dark side of the world. No one can look at them anymore, and no one can judge them anymore.

"[The kindness that surges in my heart all the time really puzzles me. I sincerely hope that the 'human' species can be happy, but when I see the faces of every greedy person individually, I feel disgusted. This really makes me

Puzzled.】"

Su Mingan said slowly:

"[If the world imposes the fate of a 'savior' on me, I should do it as a matter of course. Because I love this species, even if they always show their ugly and selfish side, I still hope they survive, because people occasionally shine

It will move me.】"

"Are these the words of the eldest prince?" Xia Jiawen asked.

"Um."

"The First Prince...it turns out that we are also the 'First Prince'. Even though we are in this situation, I am still thinking that if one day, the black mist can be dispelled, the alien species will not hurt people, and everyone can be happy.

...That's good." Xia Jiawen said.

"Teacher Xia, you are also an idealist."

"This term is often laughed at. If you think I am, that's great." Xia Jiawen shook his head.

They walked down the street until they heard another sound.

There were several standing figures standing on the street corner, staring at the two of them.

...Are there people in this dark place where humans cannot survive?

The figures were walking towards them, getting closer and closer. Someone lifted a lamp, and the only halo appeared in this dark land, like the first ray of sparks in the dark forest.

As the lights turned on, Su Mingan could see the faces of these people clearly.

They were wearing dark robes with flame patterns embroidered on them. The leader was holding a lantern and walking towards Su Mingan.

"First Dream Patroller, hello, first time we meet." The man had black hair, combed into a high ponytail and tied behind his head. He wore a goat-horned devil mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep black pupils.

"Who are you?" Su Mingan said. This person actually recognized him as the No. 1 Dream Patroller.

The man smiled and raised the lamp. The warm light illuminated the devil mask on his face, which was as pale as a bone. He stretched out his hand towards Su Mingan:
To be continued...