Tang Ling was no stranger to the set of items. Only those who had passed the Reserved Warrior qualification could own them. There were once powerful young men in the settlement who wore them back home proudly.
"With this, you've passed the preliminary test of the Reserved Warrior. At least you can spend your days in that rotten Fifth Reserved Camp.
But don't forget that your goal is the First Reserved Camp. Only the elites of the five camps are qualified to enter.
"If you want to spend your days in the Fifth Reserved Camp, I won't object. But from now on, you'll lose the right to be guided by me. Also, if I hear you say anything about revenge or wanting power again, I don't mind knocking all your teeth out. "
"The preliminary test of the Reserved Camp will be held in three days. I'll be looking forward to your performance as to which camp you can enter. " Su Yao squinted his eyes and stood up from the sofa. His strong body cast a shadow over Tang Ling like a small hill.
"I'll be there." Tang Ling picked up the things that Su Yao gave him. He did not even ask how Su Yao had helped him pass the preliminary test, nor did he promise that he would be able to enter the First Reserved Camp.
Rules were meant to be broken by the strong.
As for promises, they were the least reliable when spoken. Only actions could be trusted.
Tang Ling would give it his all.
"Fine, kid. I like the way you look at me. As for what you need to enter the First Reserved Camp, you'll have to figure it out yourself. No one has the obligation to explain everything to you. "Su Yao then stretched his body and walked to the door.
Looking at his back, Tang Ling tried his best to hold himself back, but he still asked, "Who are you?"
Yes, who is this man? Although his words were harsh and realistic, he had been kind to Tang Ling time and time again. Was there really a free lunch in this day and age? Tang Ling's heart had turned cold ever since that night.
Su Yao stopped when he heard Tang Ling's question. He slowly turned around and curled his lips into a meaningful smile. "Do you think you have the right to know now?"
Tang Ling pressed his lips together and inhaled deeply before he said again, "Thank you. I'm grateful."
Su Yao turned around. Under the shadow of the sun, his expression was hard to see. "Your gratitude is worthless. But … "
Tang Ling looked up.
"I think you are a dreamer."
Dreaming? Tang Ling was confused. He was never a person who liked to fantasize, so why would Su Yao say something like that?
Su Yao suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ling with a complicated gaze. He said softly, "Be careful of your dream. It might come soon."
**
Tang Ling did not understand what it meant, but he did not know why. After Su Yao said that, his heart skipped a beat and a chill ran down his spine.
The sound of Su Yao closing the door echoed in the empty room. It seemed like life had given him another question, but it did not want to give him an answer.
The rain outside the window was still pouring tirelessly. Tang Ling stood quietly in the room, taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
Wanting answers to every question was a luxury. Tang Ling understood that, but the pain in his chest was not that easy to suppress. Grabbing his grandmother's urn and hugging his sister's torn dress, he slowly walked to the bed and stared blankly outside the window.
In this cold and cruel era, losing one's life was not as scary as losing one's warmth.
He dared not think about his grandmother and sister anymore, but he was powerless to control his memories.
His brain seemed to have become sluggish at that moment, but his consciousness was extremely clear. The memories were like knives, slicing his heart bit by bit in a warm and cruel manner.
No matter how strong a person was, they needed time to recover.
In the soundless silence. The rain stopped without him knowing.
A dash of red light shone into the room through the open wooden window and fell into Tang Ling's sight.
Tang Ling stood up abruptly and sat back down. The sunset represented returning home.
He could not remember how many dusks he had experienced like this. It was the sunset that shone on his shoulder and accompanied him on his way home.
When he closed his eyes, he felt like he could still smell the scent of grass and the warm wind.
As long as he followed the wind and returned to the settlement, he would be able to see his grandmother's loving smile and hug his sister's warm body in his arms.
He felt like he could smell the faint aroma of the dried potamogete again.
The illusory scent made Tang Ling open his eyes abruptly. A dull pain came from his chest, and an unfamiliar urge that he could no longer hold back anymore.
He wanted to go back to the settlement!
He wanted to go back to the place where he used to live and tell his grandmother and sister who had gone far away. He wanted to know what the paradise of his dreams, the Safety Sector, looked like.
The thought was irrational and even crazy. It did not have any quality-price ratio, so it was meaningless.
However, Tang Ling somehow could not sit still anymore. He paced around the room anxiously, panting like a wild beast. His hand reached for the door handle a few times before he retracted it.
The sky suddenly turned blurry and dark, but it was blindingly clear.
After the rain stopped, the sound of footsteps on the street was very clear. It sounded like a lot of children were playing around, and among them was a little girl's voice calling for her brother.
"Brother, brother …"
Tang Ling clenched his teeth.
"Brother, brother …"
Tang Ling stood up abruptly. Without a second thought, he opened the door and dashed out of the comfortable yet unfamiliar room.
He started to run through the corridor and over the stairs.
The cold water splashed on the street and the wind whistled in his ears.
Tang Ling actually did not know the way. He ran towards the direction of the red sunset based on his instinct, but he did not need to know the way either. The sunset was setting in the west, and as long as he ran in that direction, he would reach the south gate of the Safety Sector.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly. A while later, Tang Ling stood in the familiar yet unfamiliar Safety Sector again.
After the fire, the Safety Sector was desolate.
Even though it was usually short bushes and bumpy due to all kinds of obvious or hidden settlements, it was still filled with life.
Tang Ling's heart was filled with sorrow.
He lifted his feet, but he did not head towards the Fifth Camp of the settlement. Instead, he headed towards the transit station.
He could find his grandmother and sister there!
The sky was dark. Countless dark clouds rumbled in the wind, intertwining with each other. The clouds were so thick that it felt like they were about to crush the ground.
The burnt land would occasionally reveal the carcasses of snakes and insects as they were burnt to a crisp.
Tang Ling walked numbly, but his mind had fallen into an indescribable hallucination.
He did not have to worry about the carcasses turning into zombies. Other than humans, legend had it that only a handful of species could turn into zombies.
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