Jiangcheng.

Xiyuan Villa Area.

Xiyuan Villa District is located in the core of the inner city. A year ago, a villa here would cost hundreds of millions of Singapore dollars.

Now that house prices have plummeted, if someone is willing to take over, it would be great to sell it for 20 to 30 million yuan.

Villa No. 193.

This is a two-story villa with a total area of ​​over 500 square meters.

Zhang Dongguang got up early before dawn. After a brief wash, he went downstairs to the living room and started making tea.

While making tea, turn on the TV.

With the sound, the empty villa is finally not so deserted.

His wife has been dead for twenty years, and his children are no longer around. Zhang Dongguang has become accustomed to such a free and lonely life.

Most of the TV programs in the morning were news. I picked a news channel and watched it for two or three hours. Until I felt like it was time for breakfast, I simply cooked some noodles.

After dinner, continue watching TV.

When the time came at one o'clock, it was already lunch time, but he didn't feel hungry at all.

"Ding dong ding dong"

The doorbell rang, Zhang Dongguang stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, a skinny old man with a gray face and seemingly not in a good mental state came in carrying some transparent packing boxes.

"Keep the door closed."

We are all old friends who have been together for decades, so there is no need to be polite.

Right next door, Lao Litou, who was alone, brought some cooked food and side dishes as usual. The two of them did not go to the restaurant and planned to eat at the table in the living room.

"Want something white?"

As Zhang Dongguang spoke, he took out the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen.

"Of course, how can we eat without wine?" Lao Litou said.

Zhang Dongguang didn't waste any time and took out a bottle of good wine from the wine cabinet.

The two of them were watching TV, eating and drinking.

As I get older, my appetite is not very good. I haven't eaten much and I've almost run out of wine.

"What a dog."

After a while, the grumpy old Li Tou could not help cursing.

There is no good news these days.

The space door continued to be closed, and countless people were killed and injured during the transfer process. The TV stations did not even dare to disclose the specific footage.

On the TV news, the number of contestants' deaths is constantly increasing, and it feels very uncomfortable to watch the colorful avatars turn gray.

Now the death toll of contestants has reached 317, and the number of abstentions has exceeded 100.

In China, seventeen people have already chosen to withdraw.

"If you're afraid of death, don't participate. It's a waste of quota."

Zhang Dongguang also cursed with some anger.

I hate that iron cannot become steel!

It's okay to give up if you are injured, but some people choose to give up because of fear.

If you are afraid of death, why should you join the Kingship Project?

There are many people who want to get a quota but have no chance. There are even powerful people who are willing to spend tens of billions to buy a quota, but there is no way.

A quota is so precious, but now some people choose to give it up.

If you had given up before, it would have been fine. At that time, if you gave up the country, you could replace it with someone else. Now that the plan to become a king has begun, giving up means being eliminated.

"But this time the alien race is crazy enough."

Zhang Dongguang sighed.

"How can we not drive people crazy by gathering at their ancestors' graves?"

Zhang Dongguang picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"It's a pity that I'm old, otherwise I would still be able to kill a few aliens."

Zhang Dongguang's eyes were a little lonely. As the former guardian of Jiangcheng and a powerful King of Wu, he was now one hundred and forty years old. His body functions had deteriorated, and coupled with the influence of the hidden injuries in the past, he could only live every day in a haze.

"You have also had your glorious moments. What is there to lament? You have been tired for most of your life, and you should enjoy your retirement life."

Old Li Tou comforted him.

He is not a warrior, so he does not have the same emotion as Zhang Dongguang.

"Why."

Zhang Dongguang shook his head and sighed, feeling that life was meaningless and aimless.

A king can live for at least 150 years. He is just 140 years old this year and has about ten years to live, but a life without direction is really boring.

"Lin Feng and the others don't know where they are. Why is there no news at all?"

Seeing that the old man was a little depressed, Lao Li asked.

He changed the subject on purpose.

This topic is also one of the hottest topics in the news recently.

"I don't know, but I must be causing trouble."

The effect of changing the topic was very good, and Zhang Dongguang became more interested.

In the Avengers: Lin Feng, Yun Kai, Dong Yunan, and Yuntian Qike are all from Jiangcheng.

It may not be so exaggerated in other base cities, but in Jiangcheng, Lin Feng's team has always been a topic that people must talk about every day, and the news media are rushing to report on it.

It is the pride of the people of Shangyijiang City.

Their actions always affect the hearts of Jiangcheng people. Now that there is no news, it is inevitable that people can't help but speculate and worry.

"These kids are so courageous. It's already very difficult to enter the Land of God's Fall. They actually want to poop in the temple. I don't know what they're going to do in the end."

Old Li Tou said worriedly.

Defecating in the temple sounds really enjoyable and very relaxing, but it will undoubtedly drive the aliens crazy.

Nowadays, powerful aliens are dispatched on a large scale, which is more or less related to the Avengers.

"Yes, they are too courageous, but I still believe they can do it. Lin Feng is not an impulsive person."

Zhang Dongguang said.

Lin Feng's rise has always been a hot topic among Jiangcheng people, and it cannot be described by a simple miracle.

Since he dares to say such things, he must have some confidence.

The two of them had lunch for more than two hours. Old Li Tou was just an ordinary person, and he became a little sleepy after the meal. If he hadn't spent more time with his old friend, he would have gone back to sleep long ago.

"I'm going back."

Lao Li couldn't hold it any longer, so he got up and prepared to go home for a nap.

"I'll give it to you."

Zhang Dongguang was about to send his old friend off when suddenly his cell phone dinged and he received a message. Zhang Dongguang glanced at it, his body trembled suddenly, and he became excited.

"Lao Zhang, are you so happy? Your grandson is coming?"

Old Li Tou asked with some confusion.

Lao Zhang loves his only grandson the most on weekdays. He is his precious baby, and he will be so happy only when his grandson comes.

"no."

Zhang Dongguang shook his head, handed the phone to Lao Litou, and said with a smile: "I originally thought I would wait for death, but I didn't expect that I could have a highlight before dying."

Lao Li stared at the phone, his face changing, and he was silent for a while. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

The information was sent by the military department.

It's a summons order.

"Shouldn't you be happy for me?"

Seeing the ugly old Li Tou, Zhang Dongguang asked.

Old Li Tou hesitated to speak, and finally gave a helpless smile: "I don't know if I should congratulate you, but if it were me, I would definitely go."

The military is calling for volunteers across the country. The first requirement for these volunteers is that they have the strength of a king, and the second is that they must be over a hundred years old, have physical defects, or have suffered hidden injuries.

The military will protect volunteers entering the Land of God's Fall.
To be continued...