Su Yao looked at Tang Ling thinking, but did not interrupt him, but patted his shoulder, walked to the window, and lit another cigarette: "I was actually surprised. You will fall into a dream so quickly, and even experienced a dream smoothly. The injury did not seem serious. I am very..."

Su Yao's tone softened, and it seemed to have a hint of fear and a hint of relief.

But he turned his back to Tang Ling, and Tang Ling couldn't see his expression clearly, but a little strange appeared in his heart. Why did Uncle Su Yao, who wanted to speak hard, speak like this?

And is it an illusion that you have a similar emotion to your mother-in-law?

But Su Yao didn't seem to want to continue talking, but turned around and looked at Tang Ling's expression and became serious: "Anyway, boy, remember. Although the dream is dangerous, men in this era will only survive if they retreat."

"Will you be willing to survive?"

"No, that's absolutely impossible." Tang Ling's expression also became serious.

"Then, even if you die when you fall into a dream, please never retreat." As he spoke, Su Yao opened his mouth again, revealing his signature smile.

Will he die? Although Tang Ling had speculation, his heart beat twice as fast as Su Yao's answer.

As expected, it is not just about being injured, but also about death in a dream that will reflect reality.

"Are you scared?" Su Yao asked Tang Ling in a mocking tone.

"No, I just told myself that I can't die, no matter what." Tang Ling's tone was very plain, but the firmness in her words could not be shaken.

"Okay, very good. In this era, no matter why, being able to live is the greatest courage." Two thick smoke came out of Su Yao's nose. While he was speaking, he stood up, signaled Tang Ling to wait with a gesture, and walked straight out of the room.

In less than three minutes, Su Yao returned to the house again. This time he held a backpack in his hand: "Boy, don't say I'm stingy, these are your clothes for the next three years. I don't think a boy has to be so particular."

"Switch it and go out with me." Su Yao's tone was unquestionable.

Tang Ling took the backpack and felt complicated. Since he had memories, his mother-in-law has always been doing things like clothing.

I opened the backpack and there were about three sets of clothes and several close-fitting clothes, ranging from thin to thick, not much, but it was definitely enough for Tang Ling.

Picking up the clothes, Tang Ling wore them silently, and the fabric was against the soft texture of the skin. This was the first time Tang Ling felt in her life.

So, it is a luxury.

And these luxurious and considerate things were actually what Su Yao, a big and thick man, thought of for him.

In the safe area, wearing grass-stem clothing from the settlement is very conspicuous after all.

Tang Ling is not good at expressing himself, but he accidentally improved Su Yao's position in his heart.

**

The 17th safe area is already night.

But the difference between the settlements is that because the high walls block the wind that storms the cold wind, the coldness of the night is no longer so unacceptable.

Therefore, people's activities cannot be restricted.

The yellow lights were lit up, bringing light to the safe zone together with the purple moon in the sky.

People seemed very happy to walk in groups of people on slightly uneven streets.

They have many places to go, restaurants, or wine shops, and even some places where Su Yao is unwilling to tell Tang Ling what he is doing...

In short, such a night brought Tang Ling a shocking feeling.

It turns out that nights in the safe zone are not only safe, but also more fresh things, and the beginning of happiness is the beginning of night.

"In fact, this is just a bad place." Su Yao was quite disdainful, spitting out a mouthful, glanced at the man next to him, staring at the cigarette beside him enviously.

The man swallowed and ran away in shame.

After all, Su Yao's overbearing muscles and giant-like body shape are not something he can provoke.

Tang Ling inexplicably felt that all this was very vivid, at least the resources in the safe area were so unequal.

Su Yao certainly didn't know what Tang Ling was thinking, but pulled Tang Ling's shoulder and pulled him into a relatively clean and quiet street.

The street is so unique that there are no tall or short buildings made of black rocks on both sides of the road.

There was no crowd, only soldiers standing quietly on both sides in blue uniforms and neatly manicured trees.

It is very bright here because street lights are installed every ten meters, so when Tang Ling stepped into this street, he saw another tall wall from afar.

It is not as thick and tall as the walls of the No. 17 Security Zone.

But the entire wall was filled with a strange metallic luster, giving people an unbreakable feeling. Through this wall, Tang Ling saw the familiar spire of the Tongtian Tower and the outlines of some tall buildings.

It is no different from what you see on the hillside, but it is much closer.

All this obviously puzzled Tang Ling, what does the wall among the wall represent?

Su Yao obviously had no interest in explaining, but just led Tang Ling forward with a big stride, but the soldiers on both sides had no intention of going forward to ask.

"Take it, this thing costs me a lot of credit. You have to pay it back to me in the future." Su Yao took out an oval badge from somewhere and handed it to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling took it and said that the badge was grayish-white, not transparent, and had impurities, but there was a letter in the center of the badge - I.

Tang Ling, who has recovered a little memory in the mysterious store, is no stranger to this letter, from the pronunciation to the meaning it contains.

Even a word in a language - Inner, internal?

What does that mean?

As she thought about it, Su Yao had already pulled Tang Ling to the high wall with metal texture. There was also a huge metal door here, which was even more luster than the entire city wall.

Tang Ling's precise instinct subconsciously began to calculate, but he could not get any answers. How much power is needed to break it.

After all, precision instinct also has great limitations on unfamiliar elements.

"Identity Proof." A indifferent voice interrupted Tang Ling's thoughts.

He looked up and his purple armor and standard battle knife made Tang Ling's heart tighten suddenly, and then he felt a cold anger.

It's the Purple Moon Warrior.

Nowadays, they are no longer Tang Ling's idols, but cold executioners.

But this does not mean that Tang Ling will show any emotions. The guy who will not restrain himself in the settlement has long died in the belly of the beast.

"Do I need it?" Su Yao narrowed his eyes, and the naturally revealed momentum made the Ziyue warrior take a step back.

But Su Yao didn't seem to want to make things difficult for the Ziyue warrior, so he raised his chin to Tang Ling: "Your, give it to him."

Tang Ling did not speak, but obediently handed over the oval badge.

Su Yao grinned, as if he was admiring Tang Ling's cleverness, and the Ziyue Warrior took the badge, walked to one side of the gate, and scratched a machine with a flashing red light.

A metal door opened automatically to open an entrance that can accommodate an adult.

Taking Tang Ling's badge back, Su Yao pulled Tang Ling and walked straight into the door.
Chapter completed!