Illimitable Until Death

The sound coming from outside the door was almost recognized in the first place.

“Miss Puchong? ”

The owner of the voice, Heran, is Siquang Chuanpu.

It's not just the square, but the foal recognized it.

“Lord Puchong?” The foals were surprised and shouted. “Why are you here? ”

“I just wanted to ask.” Even through a door, Sichuan Chuanpuna can clearly hear the sound of hesitation and hesitation, saying: "Do the three of you have food on you? Do you need me to get you guys ready? ”

Siquang Chuanpu's words gave Fong Li and Sheng Qi a glance at each other.

The situation in Railway City A is very clear to both.

In this situation of food and water shortage, combined with the position of the pedestrians in the area, Sichuan Chuanpu would certainly cause a lot of controversy if it really provided food and water to the pedestrians in the area?

However, Sichuan Puchong came here specifically to raise such a question, proving that Sichuan Puchong really cares about people.

Only the unnamed girl, who had little heart, did not understand the good intentions of Sichuan Chuanpu, and said boringly: “We do not need human food, as long as there is blood... woo woo woo! ”

Unnamed voices suddenly become whimpers.

Because nobody's mouth was covered in the square.

Despite the anonymous struggle, Fang Li said to Sichuan Qianpu outside the door: "Don't worry, Miss Qianpu, we have some food and water to carry, you shouldn't have to worry about this for a short time. ”

“Yes... yes, Lord Puchong.” The foals also seemed reluctant to reveal what they needed to drink blood, hastily taking over the square. “Please don't worry about us, we're fine. ”

“That's good.” Sifang Chuanpu seemed relieved and went on to say: “Actually, in a few moments, Iron City A will pause, I came to tell the three of you about this. ”

“Stay?” The foal asked, “Why do you want to stop all of a sudden? ”

“In fact, the water tank in the water storage tank has just been discovered to be ruptured and there is not enough water in it. If this continues, the boiler will stop working and the Iron City will not be able to start.” There's nothing we can do about Sichuan Puchong: “So we have to stop and get water. ”

“Really?” the foal hesitated for a moment and said with some caution, "Do you need me to fix it? ”

After all, foals are also blacksmiths, and they are the best at doing this.

However, as a fighter now, even if he helped, no one else would necessarily appreciate it.

Therefore, Sichuan Qianpu said: “Don't worry, your old colleagues are also in A Tie City, with them, the water tank should be fixed soon. ”

The face of the foal gets a little complicated.

Come on, because Sichuan Chuanpu's words remind you of the people you used to work with?

“In about a few moments, the city will stop.” Sichuan Qianpu said, "I hope you will try not to cause people panic. ”

“Got it.” The foal nodded his head.

As for anonymity, it had long since broken away from the restrictions in the square, turning its head, as if it were boring, and not saying a word.

Only the square, looking out the window at the darkening sky, whispering.

“Just in time to do things...”

……

At night, the city stopped, as Sifang Chuanpu said.

The doors were opened one after the other.

A single samurai and a single people followed from the city, gathered in a rather hidden and empty space.

In other words, at the behest of Sichuan Kampong, some began to fetch water, some began to repair the water tank, and the rest gathered in the open space, busy.

What are you up to?

The samurai are surrounded by a circle, busy with vigilance.

Instead, the people set up a campfire in the middle, kneeling before the campfire, and began to pray.

Fong Li, Jane Doe and Chi got out of the car and saw this scene.

Looking at a people praying around the campfire, nobody blinked and asked, "What are they doing? ”

The foal was silent.

He glanced at the direction of the campfire and said softly: "At the funeral for the dead. ”

Anonymous stopped talking.

Looking at the slowly burning campfire, looking at the one who was kneeling in prayer before the campfire, nobody and the foal were silenced.

“Woo... woo...”

Soon after, the cries began to flutter in the crowd before the bonfire.

One illustrious people finally endured the grief in their hearts and began to cry in succession.

Sadness spreads through the air.

It stems from the thought of the dead.

Faced with such a scene, even the samurai showed their empathy one by one, and none of them could speak.

Even if it's a foe, it's getting a little depressed.

Unnamed and quiet, there is no appearance on the surface, and the inner mind is actually a little complicated.

In the face of this scene, shouldn't there be someone who can be indifferent?

Just when such an idea arose in my mind, nobody suddenly noticed.

Standing beside himself, staring at the scene of grief and sorrow, his eyes were different from those of anyone else.

What kind of look is that?

--Calm.

Abnormal human tranquillity.

Calm down to the point where you're even scared.

It's almost like feeling numb about death. It's totally ruthless.

This gives a slight glimpse into the anonymous eyes that have just given rise to the idea that no one is indifferent to the scene in front of them.

Spin, nobody can help but say to the square, "Don't you feel sad? ”

Rumor has it, the square turns its head and looks at the anonymity, carrying a repressive calm in a pair of dark eyes.

The next second, the square opens.

“If I was sad, I'd be a normal person. ”

Leave this sentence behind, leaving a blatant anonymity behind and walking towards the crowd ahead.

The appearance of the square naturally caused disturbances among the surrounding people.

However, the party ignored it and prayed directly to the quiet kneeling in front of the campfire. The pregnant woman, whose expression was more devout than anyone else, walked by her side.

As the pregnant woman passed through the square, his lips moved slightly a few times, seemingly saying something.

The pregnant woman immediately opened her eyes.

Unfortunately, by this time, the square had crossed the crowd and moved towards the depths of the forest ahead.

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