The sky was very blue, and a few white clouds drifted past. There were also four or five cloud belts in the blue sky. Those were the traces left behind by high-speed battleships.
The youth lay on the hillside, stretching out his hand towards the blue sky, wanting to catch something. Of course, only the wind was caught.
"Mobius, what are you doing?" A fifteen or sixteen year old girl ran over and bent down to block the blue sky above the youth's head.
As a result, the youth's hand, which was originally stretched out towards the sky, touched the girl's slightly bulging chest. His face turned red and he retracted his hand. "You're in my way, Zoya."
The girl named Zoya sat down beside him and said unwillingly, "You haven't told me what you're doing."
"You know what? There's a floating island above our heads. "Mobius reached out and pulled a grass root from the side and bit it.
Zoya nodded. "Yes, they say it's heaven."
"Yes, I heard it's very beautiful. Everyone has endless food to eat and clothes to wear." The youth got up and said, "One day, I'm going to that island."
The girl's face darkened. "Isn't it good here?"
"It's not that it's not good, but I want my mother to live a better life." The youth said excitedly, "I've decided that I'll try my luck in the army next year. If I can join the Federation Army, then I'll have a chance to go to the floating island. I heard that as long as I accumulate enough military merits, I can exchange them for residency in Babylon. "
"Is that so …"
"And, Zoya." The youth turned around and the sun shone on his face, making his smile look very bright. "I'll change it for you then!"
The girl's eyes widened, and then joy gushed out of her eyes. "Really?"
"Of course."
Zoya blinked her eyes and leaned against the youth and kissed him gently on the cheek. "Thank you."
The youth's face immediately turned red and he hurriedly shrank away. Unexpectedly, he slipped and rolled down the low hillside, causing the girl to laugh loudly.
"Mobius." A woman walked up the grassy slope and shouted, "Come with me to the market."
"Yes, Mom." The youth ran up the grassy slope and said to the girl, "See you tonight."
The girl nodded.
It was a small town with a few dozen families living there. Every month, there is a market in the town square. This is a festival for the townspeople, a monthly festival. The youth and his mother arrived at the town square. It was already filled with stalls, selling a lot of things, from food to tools, and even guns. Of course, only if you have money.
However, a small town like this naturally wouldn't be able to buy anything good. However, for the residents of the town, they were already very satisfied.
This was because these things came from Babylon, the heavenly island.
Because these things came from Babylon, the island of Babylon. Fruits were a luxury in the town. It was difficult to grow fruits and vegetables on the surface, and only in those special farms could one see fruit forests. However, the fruits and vegetables produced by these farms would not be circulated to this small town, but to some big shots on the surface.
The fruits on the stalls came from Babylon. They were all inferior products from the floating island. They were selected without passing the inspection, then smuggled to the surface and transported to various small towns. Even the residents of the floating island wouldn't touch them, but they were already luxuries for the people on the surface.
Seeing his mother use a month's saving money to buy a bag of fruits, the youth said, "Mom, we don't have to eat these things."
"You're growing up. Eating more fruits is good for you." His mother touched his head and said, "Let's go. There's nothing else to buy. Let's go back."
It wasn't that there was nothing to buy, but that he couldn't afford it anymore. The youth knew this very well. He followed his mother through the market and saw many interesting things. He couldn't help but ask, "Why doesn't the Federation let everyone live on the floating island? Don't they claim that everything is equal?"
"Silly child, there's no equality in this world." His mother shook her head and said, "The floating island is only so big. It can't fit everyone. Therefore, only nobles and nobles can get the right to live. As for us, we can only live on the surface. "
"This isn't fair." The youth stubbornly said, "We also work hard. I heard that the things used by the nobles were all made on the surface and sent to the floating island. Why can they be in heaven, but we have to stay on the surface? "
"There's nothing fair in this world to begin with. If you want to change the world, try to do something. But before that, there's only one thing you have to do … "His mother patted the bag of fruits." That's to grow taller and stronger. "
The youth nodded vigorously. "I will."
At this moment, something seemed to have happened in front of him, and a group of people surrounded him. The youth ran over curiously, squeezed through the crowd, and actually saw a flying car. Flying cars were rare goods on the surface. Although this flying car looked like it had been around for some time, the paint on the car was still peeling. But for this small town, it was still an unimaginable luxury.
In front of the flying car, two strong men were beating a poor man. One of them even cursed, "Idiot, how dare you vomit in Master Witt's car. Could it be that Master came to a small place like yours for vacation today, and now his good mood has been ruined by you? "
The youth looked into the car. Sure enough, there was a man in a suit sitting in the car. A little fatty with acne poked his head out of the window and made a face at the youth with disdain. At this moment, the man in the car patted the door and said, "Forget it, let's go. Don't waste time on this dirty thing."
Only then did the two men let go of the pitiful person on the ground.
The flying car swaggered away.
At this moment, the youth was caught by his mother. "Don't run out suddenly, Mobius. Those people seem to be nobles. If you offend them, it won't end well. "
The youth looked at the man who had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood and had a deep understanding. He looked up at his mother and said, "They're beating people. Why didn't the sheriff stop them?"
"Little fool, the sheriff is more afraid of them than you are. Why would he stop them? And the law stipulates that nobles must be protected on the surface. If you want to convict them, only the Federation Court of Floating Island can do it. "
The youth shook his head and looked at the unconscious man. "This is wrong."
At night, the youth ran out of the door. "I'm going to find Zoya."
"Slow down. Say hello to her parents for me," said his mother from the house.
"Got it."
They all lived in the suburbs at the edge of the town. There were no streetlights here, and it was dark. Tonight, the moon was covered by clouds, and the ground was pitch black. Fortunately, the youth knew the way and soon saw the girl's house. The house was lit in the darkness. At this moment, a gunshot rang out. The youth was shocked, but he still ran over. He saw two strong men come out of the girl's house and throw two people out of the house.
The youth looked over and saw that it was the girl's parents. The poor couple had been killed, and their chests were still bleeding. The two strong men leaned against the pillar outside the house and laughed. One of them shook his head and said, "Young Master Whise's taste is really unique. He actually likes a lowly surface girl."
"These nobles are sometimes sick. Anyway, who cares? As long as we have money."
"How long do you think that little fatty can last?" The man laughed. "He probably spat it out as soon as he went in."
The other man rubbed his chin and said, "But that girl is really good-looking. Why don't we play a few rounds when Young Master is done?"
"That's a good idea."
At this point, the youth couldn't listen anymore. Throwing the fruit he wanted to bring for Zoya on the ground, he went around to the back of the house and climbed up to the second floor with ease to the girl's room. Suddenly, the girl's face stuck to the window. She saw the youth and wanted to shout, but she was dragged back. The youth saw that it was the little fatty from the car earlier. He slapped the girl hard and tore off her dress.
Furious, the youth pushed open the window and jumped in. The little fatty was shocked and was about to shout when the youth picked up a nearby lamp and smashed it into the little fatty's head. The noble young master fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. The youth immediately left with Zoya. They came out of the window and fled quickly in the night. They didn't dare go to town, so they left far away and came to the river where they often played.
"I'm scared …" the girl cried.
The youth hugged her tightly and patted her back. "Don't worry, it'll be fine, I promise."
He left the girl by the river, where there was a cabin built by fishermen. The youth went back to town. He sneaked home and pretended that nothing had happened. In the second half of the night, he heard someone shouting angrily. Then there was chaos in the town, and there was gunfire.
The next day, he saw the sheriff hanging in the square. He heard people say that the young master of the nobleman who had come to town for vacation the day before was dead, which made the nobleman furious. The sheriff was strangled to death by the furious nobleman, so the youth spent the day uneasily. In the evening, he ran back to the river and brought food for Zoya. But there was no one in the cabin. Finally, he saw a line of words on the wooden wall of the cabin.
It was carved by Zoya. She said, "I'm scared, Mobius. I don't dare to stay here anymore. I'm sorry, I think I have to go. "
The youth was at a loss. Then, he heard a muffled bang, and a faint fire lit up outside the house. He left the cabin and saw fire in the direction of the town. There were explosions and screams. The youth hurriedly ran back to the town, but by the time he returned, the town was already destroyed. A few cars were leaving, and someone in the car fired a missile at the square, causing a huge fireball to explode with a boom.
The youth stumbled home, but his former home had long been in ruins. He cried and desperately burrowed into the ruins, finally finding his mother in a mound. Strictly speaking, it was his mother's corpse.
Then he knew that it was the revenge of the noblemen. Because his son had died in the town, he wanted the town to be buried with him.
"This is wrong."
"I want to change this world!"
"I..."
Mobius stretched out his hand, but on the other side of his palm wasn't the blue sky of Earth, but the dim yellow sky of Eboynes. He was in a daze. Flames of different colors streaked across his head, reminding him that the war was still going on.
He got up, his chest stained with blood. He had been smashed by an Orc King with a warhammer. He had obviously fainted and had a dream that he thought he had forgotten. Only then did he realize that he hadn't forgotten.
He laughed, and then coughed up blood. He wiped it away casually and continued walking toward the mountain peak. Every step was so heavy, just like when he had left his destroyed hometown. But that time, he had gone out to change the world. And this time, he walked forward to let the world continue.
"Zoya is probably still living in some corner of the surface. So, this world... can't end yet! "
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