When Ye De raised his head drowsily, he felt something wet and cold slide down from the corner of his eye. He brought the cup closer to his mouth and gulped down two mouthfuls of coffee. Finally, he felt the sunlight at the entrance of 97 Avenues Orphanage fading away from his shoulders.
Actually, he knew that he was not a likable person.
To Ye De, the world was divided into two parts: the orphanage and the world outside.
The other part of the world did not have Ye Jing. It was filled with indifference and malice. It would not be gentle to him just because he was Ade. In the outside world, no matter if you were "Ade", "Xiao Peng", or "Blue Sky", you were no longer special. If you wanted to survive, you had to be cautious, speak less, and attract less attention. This was what Ye De had learned ever since he could remember.
The reason why he had become a passionate, interesting, and popular broadcaster was that he had never been himself when he was doing shows. He knew that others might not like the real him, so he had subconsciously created a neutral persona on the radio. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was a little like Ye Jing. Later on, whenever he was around others, he would unknowingly put on his persona.
Sometimes, when he encountered a new situation, he could clearly feel that his "persona" was not enough. It was like a sleeve that was too short. At that time, he would stubbornly continue because he did not know any other way. Ye De was a little afraid. He did not know if people would see through him and think that he was putting on an act.
It seemed that he was seriously injured and could not focus. It was pointless to think about such things at a time like this.
Ye De shook his head and closed his eyes. He could "see" the words of the commoners through the information stream from the silver-white head.
"Pay attention to where you are going … There is no skylight on the road ahead. It is much darker than before."
"It is really quiet around here."
Their conversation was almost the same as before. It seemed that there was no progress on Lin Sanjiu's side.
A few minutes ago, Lin Sanjiu joined the two commoners and followed them on the road. Even though Ye De did not know how she did it, the other two seemed to think that she was just an ordinary person. They did not even try to avoid her when they scolded posthumans. Ye De listened for a while and realized that they did not know much about the situation in Fan Jia City. His anxiety grew.
The silver head alone couldn't cover the entire city, so Ye De 'piloted' it back and forth over the city many times. The city was like a huge pile of bedsheets, with countless gaps and corners for people to hide in. It did not fall into absolute silence, but compared to before, people's conversations and messages were as sparse as the chirping of cicadas after autumn.
Other than Lin Sanjiu, no one else seemed to have realized that almost half of the civilians in the city had disappeared.
There was no point in continuing to search for the information. Ye De thought that he had to go to the city himself to find out the problem. After all, there was nothing in the world that was foolproof, not to mention an evolved ability. Besides, what if he couldn't "see" what was happening in Fan Jia City through the information?
The information that Lin Sanjiu could gather by herself was too little.
Since she was traveling with the commoners, it was inconvenient for her to communicate with him. It was pointless for him to just sit there and waste his time.
However, with his current stamina, could he get out of the city?
Ye De looked at the coffee and felt his stamina. He hoped that the coffee would last as long as possible. He had calculated the furthest he had to go and how fast he had to go to get back to the aircraft before he fainted. He didn't dare to collapse in the dark and empty Fan Jia City, nor did he want to ask Lin Sanjiu for help and drag her away from her investigation.
When he climbed out of the aircraft, he took two steps carefully. Other than being a little slow and a little out of breath, he didn't have much of a problem.
Walking consumed a lot of his stamina, but he tried his best not to touch the coffee. When he couldn't take it anymore, he would sit by the roadside and rest. The pain wasn't a big problem for him since he had a thick skin. The only problem was that he had lost a lot of blood, so he felt weak and dizzy.
Perhaps it was because he was a little dizzy on the way here, but when he entered the twenty-fifth path, he realized that something was missing on the way here.
"Where are the corpses?"
To prevent pollution and epidemics, the corpses of those who died in Fan Jia City were usually moved out of the city. Due to the invasion of the mutated, there were a lot of people who died, so there were more than ten corpses piled up at the entrance of the city, waiting to be disposed of later.
Ye De thought about it carefully. There really wasn't. The pile of corpses had all disappeared.
"This is weird." He sighed anxiously. He decided to take a closer look on the way back. He leaned against the wall and listened for a while in the dark city. Then, he slowly moved towards the quietest direction.
Lin Sanjiu followed the sounds and information to find out the situation, so he decided to do the opposite and start from an empty and quiet place.
His silver head could pick up the complete flow of information, but it could not pick up every sound. Otherwise, he would not be able to bear it. For example, there seemed to be a slight sound in the darkness ahead, as if his shoulder had accidentally bumped into something. It was so low that it was almost undetectable, and his silver head would never hear it.
Ye De's heart started pounding.
"Who's in front?" His voice was a little hoarse. He cleared his throat and tried his best to speak calmly, "I'm Eight-Headed Turtledove. Who are you?"
He wasn't sure if there was a person in front of him. What if he bumped into those elusive duoluozhong? He hadn't thought about it until now.
Fortunately, after a while, a girl's trembling voice came from the darkness. "Eight-Headed Turtledove?" She said with a sobbing tone, "Didn't you go with the other posthumans?"
Her voice became softer and softer as if she remembered that she shouldn't have spoken.
"Is there danger around here?"
Ye De squinted his eyes as the sunlight shone through the window. It was a mess in front of him. All the cubicles, huts, tents, and curtains were smashed into pieces. Furniture, stoves, and tools were overturned and blocked the way. Some of the items that would normally be put away, such as soil, water bottles, and cloth, were now lying around like garbage.
The place was probably attacked by the mutated humans, but it seemed that there was no danger now — that is, if the girl was alright.
"I didn't leave. Of course, I won't leave," Ye De comforted her. "Why are you here alone? Where are the others? "
There was a quilt-like mass of cloth in the corner. It moved slightly, revealing half of her head and a pair of watery eyes. "I don't know … Keep your voice down, I'm afraid …" she whispered, "I think something's wrong …"
"Don't be afraid. I'm a posthuman after all," Ye De said, "Tell me, what happened to you?"
After a moment of hesitation, she crawled out from under the quilt. For a moment, Ye De was really worried that the lower half of her body was not a human leg. Until she stood in front of him, whole and normal. She was just an ordinary girl, except for a little panic. She was at the age when he had just left the orphanage.
She looked familiar. He had probably seen her before. That was normal. As a local celebrity in Fanjia City, he had to see countless faces every day. Everyone looked familiar to him.
"Actually, I didn't encounter anything … special." She still kept her voice low. She looked back at the depths of the city as she spoke. "Can you bring me out of here? I … don't dare to walk alone. Let's sit outside the city, okay? "
"What happened here?" Ye De asked. "It's fine if it's nothing special. Tell me about it."
The girl nodded blankly. Suddenly, she froze. "Are you hurt?" she asked angrily. "When you were talking, why …"
"It's just a small injury." Ye De tried to draw her attention back to the important matter, so he said calmly and patiently, "What happened to you? Why do you want to leave the city? "
The news that he was injured seemed to have an unexpected effect on the little girl. Her panic, which she had just calmed down with great difficulty, suddenly rose again. This time, there was a little more urgency. She grabbed his hand and was about to walk out, saying, "Why did you come in when you were injured? It's so dangerous. Let's go!"
"What happened?" Even though Ye De was hurt, she couldn't move him when he was standing still.
The girl was anxious and panicked. After a while, she finally spoke clearly.
"I was originally hiding in the hundred and sixtieth lane … When the evolved humans left, they made a huge commotion. It was so loud that I was shocked. I thought there was another mutated human … At that time, a lot of people were startled awake. No one understood what was going on. Some were crying, some were running away, and there was chaos everywhere … I, I got separated from my brother. After that, I didn't see anyone else. I was alone the whole time."
In other words, at least when the evolved humans left, there weren't that many ordinary people. Perhaps, it was because the girl got lost that she didn't disappear with them.
"Don't be afraid anymore." Ye De patted her shoulder. He took a deep breath because of the pain. He imagined that if Ye Jing was here, he would probably say in the same tone, "Ahem, most of the time, people just scare themselves. I'm here. Let's go. I'll bring you to your brother. "
"No, I want to leave the city." The girl thought for a while and added, "I … I want to leave the city and wait for my brother to recover."
"But I can't leave yet." Ye De suddenly paused. He looked into the depths of the city and listened quietly for a while.
From the sound, it seemed that someone was walking in this direction. He searched with the Silvery Skull and immediately "saw" someone repeatedly calling, "Anna, Anna? Where are you? "
"Your name is Anna?" Ye De looked at the girl and asked.
"How did you know?" She asked blankly.
Their conversation traveled through the city and into the ears of the person who was coming. The footsteps in the distance suddenly quickened. Not long after, the person ran into their sight. The girl turned towards the footsteps in a daze, as if she had forgotten what she was going to say next.
"Anna, this is great!" A young man hurried over. His face was covered with a thick blood-stained cloth, blocking one of his eyes. "Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time! This person is … Huh? Eight-headed De? "
Ye De heaved a sigh of relief. If he was a little worried about running into a duoluozhong just now, he could finally relax now. "Oh, it's you!"
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