Along the way, the sky was getting dark.

Hui Shuhang placed the 500-man army behind him outside the city - if it was just a picnic outside the city, but if he followed the army into the city, then everyone who saw him would be trembling with fear.

...She is overconfident. Confident that she can protect him in a small town like this.

Perhaps she never thought that danger would come from her side.

Su Ming'an was thinking about the next action. When he looked up, he heard the city gate guard suddenly let out a respectful voice when talking to them.

"Hello, the entrance fee is one copper coin."

Perhaps because their clothes were too conspicuous, they were incompatible with the simple and shabby people around them who were carrying luggage on their shoulders. When they entered the city, they seemed to be surrounded by a natural circle. The crying children were now in a circle.

He stopped when the adults stopped drinking, as if he was afraid of disturbing them.

Su Ming'an watched Hui Shuhang pay the entrance fee without saying a word, and then took him inside.

He heard the sound of water flowing, turned his head, and saw a river with lanterns floating on it.

"It's the Lantern Festival in Creli now." Hui Shuhang whispered to him: "Because I thought you had never seen it before, I brought you here."

Su Mingan looked at the river.

At night on the Milky Way, the boat sailed on both sides, the wind and lights gradually connected in a line, and the lights of the lotus shone all over the city.

Even though the sky is still shimmering, the river is like the Milky Way on the ground illuminated by the stars in the air, giving people the illusion that they are still in a dream.

Surrounded by the cries of vendors, the clear laughter of children, and various folk conversations mixed together, the cold wind imbued with the festive atmosphere blew against my face.

He tightened his windbreaker and looked at this beautiful scene, but he felt that his body was getting colder... As if he was chilling unconsciously, the temperature of his body was inevitably dropping little by little, gradually approaching the temperature of the environment.

temperature.

"...What's wrong with you?"

His hand was gently pulled up, and a warm energy was transmitted in. Hui Shuhang looked at him, his eyes full of concern.

"It's so cold." Su Mingan said truthfully.

"Yeah." Hui Shuhang didn't mean to say more.

She held his hand, and through a layer of silk gloves, he could feel that her hand was also cold, similar to his own temperature. But waves of energy slowly flowed in with warmth from the other end,

Gradually he was pulled out of the ice cave.

The barrage seemed very happy, and they seemed to like this scene of two people holding hands:

【Take it!】

[I have already won it, I feel like I have already won it from the beginning of the dungeon.]

[What route is Brother Ming'an going to take? Are you in the army?]

[It must be the main line. The advantage is too great. I can’t see where he is in danger. It’s too easy to earn contribution points...]

[This dungeon is so gentle, much better than the previous underworld dungeons. If I had known I would end up...]

[No, the first few are probably staying in the first player's live broadcast room. Take a look at other players' live broadcast rooms. Those with low status are simply worse than death now... They are all living as scared as quails. 】

[For details, please refer to the free Mizushima Kawaharu.]

[I am still very concerned about what Mizushima Kawaharu did! This person turned the live broadcast on and off without saying a word, could it really be...]

【Finished, Yueyue Prairie.】

【It’s over, Yu Ruohe Prairie.】

【Finished, Soviet-style prairie.】

【It’s over, I’m going to the prairie too.】

【——Wake up, front man! It’s time to get up and strike! 】

【……】

"Is this better?" Hui Shuhang asked gently.

Her tone was extremely soft, completely different from the previous gesture of giving orders to her subordinates. Her gentleness seemed to be shown only at this moment. The ice in her outer shell completely melted, and the energy she passed through was very much like the temperature in her eyes at this time.

"...Why is it so cold?" Su Mingan said in a statement tone, as if mumbling to himself.

"Because it's the extreme night period." She said, "It doesn't matter, the warmth will come... After your coming-of-age ceremony, there will never be such a cold season again."

She held Su Ming'an's hand and walked forward slowly.

Along the way, Su Mingan saw a lot.

Hui Shuhang did not lead him to walk on the avenue, because as soon as they walked on the avenue, their clothes would attract everyone's attention. As he walked through the streets and alleys, he heard bursts of laughter and saw many things.

A homeless man sleeping on the ground with oil paper rolled up in his hand.

Beside the fountain in the square, there were minstrels carrying luggage, children happy for the celebration, and pedestrians dressed in rich clothes. Hui Shuhang bought him a bunch of candied haws-like things, saying it would add to the festive atmosphere.

"Meow..."

When passing by an alley, he was nibbling on the food in his hand and heard a sound similar to a cat's meow.

He turned his head and looked in, and saw a black cat staring at him in the corner where no light shone. The cardboard box was being trampled under the cat's paws, making a squeaking and groaning sound.

He originally didn't want to pay any more attention to it, but he saw a layer of frost on the side of the carton.

In an alley filled with pottery pots and ziplock bags, an old man was leaning against the wall. His skin was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree. When he looked carefully, he saw a layer of moisture condensed on this man's body.

A thin layer of frost penetrated every corner of the old man's open-mouthed clothes.

The old man lowered his head, his expression was peaceful, and he made no sound.

Like remains rotting in the shadows, rats dying in the streets.

During the lantern celebration, in the cramped space, the old man froze to death silently.

"Meow..."

The black cat stared at him, moved slowly, and jumped on the old man. He heard a crisp "click" sound, and after the frost broke, he saw that the skinny old man was protecting a child who was also frozen to death.

.

He heard a laughter like silver bells. Under the skylight outside the alley, children in cotton-padded jackets chased each other, and beautiful fireworks flew into the sky, exploding into a brilliant brilliance.

He looked away.

Hui Shuhang held his hand, and warmth came in little by little, dispelling the coldness in body and mind little by little.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly.

Su Mingan let go of her hand.

"Hui Shuhang." He suddenly said: "Have you been in the army as long as you can remember?"

"Yes." Hui Shuhang said: "Since I was born, I have been tasked with guarding the main army."

"Then do you think-" Su Mingan tilted his head: "Is the world we are in now real?"

He knew that this copy had been divided into many copies. The one he was in now was only one of them, the copied one.

Everything he saw, heard, and learned should be fiction, a virtual world built by a copy, and it only existed for him to pass the level.

But now, he may have some hesitation... What is reality and what is fiction?

Hui Shuhang will not think that her world is fictional, because in her memory, she has always lived here and has all the memories of this world.

He will also think that life on Zhai Star will not be fictitious, just because of the [impression] in his mind.

With such faith, he looks no different from Hui Shuhang.

He didn't wait for Hui Shuhang's answer and said softly:

"Hui Shuhang, humans are really creatures that can be easily deceived."

He felt his hand being tightened.

"If you are worried about this, you don't have to." She said: "We are born with emotions and desires, and have five senses. We can perceive everything and judge everything according to our own minds... Even if what we see is fiction, you

But I can firmly believe that you who think this way definitely exist. You have a [future]."

...the future again.

Su Mingan's ears almost became calluses after listening to what she said.

He felt that his conversations with Hui Shuhang were always separated by a thin film, like looking at flowers in the fog, and their words were never on the same line.

He moved his steps and left the alley to listen to the laughter and laughter outside. He finally made up his mind. After walking for a while, he pointed at a clothing store and said, "Come with me to have a look."

"Okay." Hui Shuhang followed his wishes and walked over with him.

As he was walking on the road and preparing to step into the store, he suddenly felt the energy in Hui Shuhang next to him fluctuate suddenly, and then he heard a particularly sharp voice:

“Puppet Army—go to hell!!!”

"Bang!"

There was another tremor on the ground, and the people who were still busy stopped talking for a moment.

The surroundings are pure and clean.
To be continued...