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But in the present age, the word vagrant was even worse.
In the year 2044, the Third World War broke out. In a short five years, 70% of humanity's living space was destroyed. Fifty years after the war, the entire world's population of ten billion was squeezed into 88 mega metropolises. They lived cramped and crowded lives. Only in the last ten years did things gradually improve.
Outside of the metropolises was the wilderness. It was vast and spacious, but it was ruined beyond recognition by nuclear radiation and Mutants. It was completely unsuitable for human survival. However, there was a group of people who rejected modern civilization or were ostracized by civilized society, including extremists, fugitives, ambitious people … They gambled with their lives and wandered in the wilderness. Together, they formed the concept of 'vagrants'.
The law of the jungle. Inhumane. No bottom line … …
Similar words popped out one after another in Xie Junping's head. He instantly had a standard template for Luo Nan's grandfather, whom he had never met before:
Evil Scientist! The kind that appeared endlessly in superhero movies.
"Because of this matter, Luo Yuandao and his son had a falling out. His son, Luo Zhongheng, Luo Nan's father, suddenly left home and disappeared. There has been no news of him to this day. Luo Yuandao himself suffered from severe schizophrenia. He was hospitalized for a long time, but his condition worsened recently. He won't live for more than a few days. "
Xie Junping's teeth ached from hearing this. He didn't care about anything else. He was just worried that Luo Nan would inherit some bad habits or have a warped personality in this environment … …
Yingying's tone took a turn at this time:
"However, this isn't the most interesting part. In the academic world, Luo Yuandao is a nameless person aside from that accusation. But there is another person related to him who is extremely famous … … Yan Hong. You must know of him. "
Xie Junping nodded subconsciously. Of course he knew. Yan Hong was a famous professor of Acumen College a few years ago. He was famous in the world. But because of his "academic misconduct", his reputation was swept away and he disappeared from mainstream society. It was quite a pity.
"Yan Hong's book, Research on the Archetype Neural Format, led to the appearance of the Burner. It was undoubtedly a revolutionary achievement. It's impossible to overestimate its significance. I used to admire him. "
Yingying's tone didn't have the slightest bit of adoration, only excitement. "The problem is, in the 90 year 'academic misconduct' incident, someone destroyed his results. They used Luo Yuandao's undisclosed first-hand data. That's right, it's the data that was obtained from human experiments in the wilderness … … the circle of nobles is really messy!"
Expensive my ass, I'm not from the academic circle!
Xie Junping silently cursed again, but Yingying was really not gossiping. She had already begun an analysis that was closer to reality.
"Luo Nan was only 3 years old when the incident with Luo Yuandao happened in 83. His grandfather's scandal and his father's disappearance must have affected him throughout his childhood. How would a child understand all of this? What kind of personality would he have?
"Now we can see that he speaks in a more cultured manner and behaves very loftily, just like a model of morality. Putting aside the question of acting, there were two possibilities:
"The first is moral compensation. He feels ashamed and guilty about his grandfather's behavior, so he subconsciously demands himself with a high moral standard. In fact, he is cutting himself."
But Yingying immediately denied it: "Of course, if this was the case, then Luo Nan wouldn't have talked endlessly about his grandfather's notes and old matters. But the origin of that flexible screen might be a bit problematic. He is clearly avoiding something … … "
Yingying didn't continue explaining. She directly jumped to the second topic: "The other is his moral mission. If his grandfather possessed some sort of charisma, or no matter what his grandfather thought before, the 90 year academic storm was enough to exert some sort of subversive force, causing him to have some sort of conjecture or fantasy about his grandfather's achievements … … "
Xie Junping couldn't help but raise his head to look at Luo Nan.
Yingying's description was synchronized, and it was as if she was reciting a poem in cadence:
"Grandfather, perhaps you've been wronged? The Burner was supposed to be his grandfather's achievement? That dying old man in the mental hospital was actually a great man that the secular world doesn't understand? "
"All sorts of thoughts shaped his sense of destined loneliness into a solemn and stirring feeling of being the enemy of the world, a sense of mission. So he was introverted, unsociable, resolute, and vigilant. He was like a hero of darkness, a lonely and resolute charge towards the dark curtain of the world … … Wow, I'm moved! "
The corner of Xie Junping's mouth twitched when he heard this. The first part was the same, but the second part seemed more and more like a script.
However, a fifteen or sixteen year old youth like Luo Nan was at the age where he was brimming with heroic fantasies. Looking at Luo Nan's serious appearance, could it be that he really thought this way?
"Senior Xie?" Luo Nan asked, but it was also like a reminder.
Only now did Xie Junping discover that he had only cared about listening to Yingying's' script '. He had greatly lost his composure in front of Luo Nan. It would be terrible if he were to be misunderstood.
He hurriedly returned the notebook and glossed over his comments: "These drawings are quite good."
Xie Junping himself felt shriveled and stiff when the words left his mouth. He couldn't bear to hear it.
"They can't be considered drawings. They're just sketches."
Luo Nan was still very polite, but he politely said his goodbyes after taking back the notebook: "If Senior doesn't have anything else, then I'll be leaving first."
"Huh?"
Xie Junping was stupefied for a moment when Luo Nan nodded towards him. He placed the energy drink on the dashboard, got off the car, and left in a straightforward and efficient manner.
This … … He was clearly being suspected!
Xie Junping's heart was truly lacking in confidence. He hurriedly asked Yingying: "Uh, shouldn't we express something?"
"It turns out that my saliva has been wasted!" Yingying's words carried a rather resentful tone: "You … …"
A fine noise suddenly entered his ears. Yingying's voice became indistinct; he could no longer hear her clearly.
"Hello, hello?"
"Bzzt bzzt, bzzt bzzt … …"
Damn it! Something happened at this time!
Xie Junping was so anxious that his head was covered in sweat. He looked at Luo Nan who had already walked far away. He couldn't care about anything else anymore. He rushed out of the car and shouted: "Junior, I'll send you off!"
Luo Nan turned his head and responded: "I'll just run over. Isn't it inconvenient for Senior?"
"Uh, yeah." Xie Junping was embarrassed. Right now, he would die in the light. He had to hurry back to Guanzhong and nip the matter in the bud. He actually needed Luo Nan to remind him. He had reached a certain level of stupidity.
Embarrassed, he could only follow his past habits and try to close the distance: "Then I'll hold a special banquet to express my gratitude. I'll find a place to notify you in two days."
He walked over as he spoke, wanting to exchange numbers. Luo Nan didn't refuse. The two touched their wristbands together, successfully exchanging numbers. They even shook hands in passing.
Xie Junping was mulling over how to say a few good words when the area to his side suddenly lit up. He instinctively turned his head. All he saw was an azure bolt of lightning leaping under the dusky curtain of darkness. It looked like lightning at first glance, but looking at its direction, it was clearly striking from the ground to the sky. It cut straight into the clouds.
Perhaps the contrast of light was too intense, but the buildings surrounding the lightning seemed to be warping.
The flying car Phantom sounded an alarm at practically the same time.
"What's going on?" Xie Junping turned around and walked over to the car. But just as he took a few steps forward, his built-in headphones suddenly screeched. It was like the whistling of an old-fashioned microphone. He was caught off guard, and his eardrums were about to be torn apart by the sound waves.
He let out a loud cry and reflexively covered his ears. But before his fingers could even touch his ears, his eyes felt another wave of pain. The temperature of the Light Film contact lenses instantly rose. Sensing that the situation was abnormal, the dissolving mechanism of the Light Film automatically activated, shutting down all of its functions.
Xie Junping's vision turned blurry. The world spun and spun. This wasn't an illusion. It was a genuine trembling, rippling, and warping!
The solid ground beneath his feet instantly turned into a rocking dinghy on the waves. He could see the tall buildings and the bridge warping and deforming within his field of vision. He could even see drifting sparks in the distance, reflecting a red light in the sky that had yet to light up.
"Earthquake. A major earthquake!"
This was the only thought that flickered in Xie Junping's mind for a time. But before it could be completely clear, there was nothing beneath his feet. His entire body fell down. The green belt at the head of the bridge, the railings, the stones, and his 500 million flying car Phantom also fell at the same time.
The bridge collapsed!
The body of the bridge, which was known to be able to withstand a magnitude 9 earthquake, was like a toy block that had been kicked over. Half of the bridge head suddenly collapsed.
Xie Junping's mind went blank. He instinctively let out a blood-curdling scream. His hands clawed wildly, wanting to grab something for support.
He really did grab something hard … … A piece of rubble that had fallen at the same time as him.
Holding this thing in his hands had no meaning other than increasing his weight!
Xie Junping's eyeballs nearly popped out. Then his field of vision spun.
"Ah … …"
The blood-curdling scream had just begun when he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder joint, followed by his wrist. A great force ran through his entire body. The direction in which he was falling seemed to have changed in an instant. His entire body swayed violently.
"Ah ah ah!"
Xie Junping let out a blood-curdling scream. His voice was high-pitched and his tears were flowing. Right now the falling bridge body had already collided with the buildings below. A muffled explosion rang out, and smoke and dust rose. There were also the startled cries of the passersby. The situation was chaotic to the extreme.
"Shut up!" A deep and low voice broke through the interference of the noise and entered Xie Junping's ears.
Xie Junping let out two more cries out of habit. Then he suddenly came to his senses. He fiercely shuddered and raised his head. He saw Luo Nan's face and half of his chest protruding out of the bridge.
Of course, the most important thing was the arm that Luo Nan stretched out with all his might. It was slender and long. It wasn't thick and sturdy, but Luo Nan had forcefully snatched Xie Junping out from under the giant scythe of the grim reaper … … Uh, they were still wrestling.
It was unknown whether Xie Junping was lucky or unlucky.
The impact that the viaduct withstood was extremely excessive. Though the body of the bridge body was already severely deformed, only a portion of the area at the edge of the bridge head had fractured. It just so happened to encircle Xie Junping within. Luo Nan, who was only five steps away from Xie Junping, was safe and sound.
But it was precisely because of this that Luo Nan was able to rush up in time to grab Xie Junping's arm. Xie Junping didn't fall into a meat patty.
The matter was not over yet. Luo Nan had grabbed him, but his strength was clearly lacking. It was very hard to exert more strength to lift Xie Junping up.
The deadliest thing was that the bridge head had formed an inclined surface when it collapsed. Though the angle was small, Luo Nan was actually slowly sliding down under these circumstances. There was nothing in the surroundings that he could borrow strength from.
The feeling of having one's life come to an end was absolutely unpleasant. Xie Junping strove to grab onto something, but his hands and feet struggled. Luo Nan's fingers that were clasping onto Xie Junping's wrist slid away by a hair's breadth.
Xie Junping's body fell down. He was so frightened that he screamed and struggled.
Luo Nan's expression was very ugly. He spoke with difficulty: "Don't move. Grab onto my hand."
Xie Junping's mind was already blinded by fear. How could he listen? He continued to struggle.
"Do you want to die!?"
An angry roar pierced into his ears, causing Xie Junping to fiercely quiver. He raised his head and just happened to see Luo Nan's eyes.
Yingying had mentioned before that Luo Nan's eyes were suffused with light when he was training. But from Xie Junping's distance, Luo Nan's eyes weren't clear at all. They carried dense wisps of blood, and there were even some faint green and yellow mixed colors. But it was these mottled colors that seemed to form an abstract and bewitching scene in an instant. It was deeply branded into Xie Junping's heart.
Xie Junping was unable to say what it was, but his heart inexplicably tightened. His entire body went rigid.
Luo Nan's angry roar had already consumed a lot of energy. His voice was low right now, and it was even a bit hoarse:
"Look at your hand! What are you doing!?"
Xie Junping looked over in the blink of an eye. He saw that his right hand, the one that Luo Nan had grabbed onto, was tightly curled up. It was as stiff as a piece of dead wood. Luo Nan's palm was fiercely holding onto the stone that had fallen with him. The edge of the stone had pierced into his palm, causing blood to flow. Luo Nan didn't even realize it.
This was probably some sort of stress reaction. Luo Nan had completely lost his sense of pain. His flesh and the stone seemed to have fused together … … Fear was the glue.
"Let go!" Luo Nan commanded.
Xie Junping also wanted to let go, but his normally nimble palm and fingers were completely stiff. He was so anxious that his forehead was beaded with sweat, but he didn't listen to Luo Nan at all: "I, I … … Don't let go! Don't let go no matter what! "
Luo Nan took a deep breath and stared fixedly at Xie Junping: "Don't look at your hand. Look at my eyes."
Right now, as long as Luo Nan didn't let go, Xie Junping would certainly listen to everything Luo Nan said. He was like a marionette. He would do whatever Luo Nan said.
Xie Junping stared straight into Luo Nan's eyes once more. The mottled color structure was like a pair of turbid whirlpools, locking his attention firmly in place. Luo Nan's voice directly exploded in the depths of his skull in the next moment:
"Let go!"
It wasn't just his palm and fingers that relaxed. In that instant, all the strength in Xie Junping's entire body drained away cleanly. His fingers loosened, and the blood-stained stone fell straight down. It first smashed onto his shoulder, and then it fell down again.
Xie Junping was awoken by this pain. He felt his body go soft and heavy. It seemed that he was sliding down again. He reflexively grabbed back with his palm amidst his screams. This time, he successfully locked onto Luo Nan's wrist. He didn't let go.
With Xie Junping sharing the burden, Luo Nan was finally able to fine-tune the position of his fingers in order to better exert force.
After a series of adjustments, the tense situation had a bit of a buffer. Xie Junping's blood-congested brain began to recover clarity, and he could sense a bit more elements.
The cold morning wind blew over, and his body swayed. There were also noises within the wind. There were the sounds of explosions, the rumbling echoes of collapsing buildings, and the piercing sound of police sirens … …
He didn't need his eyes to understand the chaos in his surroundings.
Thanks to the Dark Hero … … Right now Xie Junping was completely convinced by Yingying's analysis. Otherwise, he would certainly have become a pile of minced meat within a pile of rubble.
But he hoped that the Dark Hero would put in a bit more effort and pull him up … …
Just as he opened his mouth, an inexplicably powerful sound came rumbling over.
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