Day by day in the infinite game

Chapter 192 192. The silent truth (33)
After sleeping in the open air and running around for a long time, one person and one dog who were "looking for relatives" were walking on a silent country road.

There are dilapidated houses with broken tiles and broken bricks everywhere, traces of fire scorch, old trees with dead branches, and everything is messy.

The further inside, the more Tang Qinqin could clearly feel the anxiety and sadness in Dahuang's heart.

I tried to touch the surrounding flora and fauna, but only birds, insects, and a few clumps of tenacious weeds remained.

There is no one in the village anymore.

In other words, there is no one on the surface.

After being repeatedly looted by thieves, the surviving villagers began to dig tunnels and live in cellars to protect the surviving elderly, women and children.

Tang Qinqin felt many looks at him along the way. They were not malicious but full of vigilance. They were from the villagers on guard.

They hide during the day, look for food and drink at night, and communicate with each other and report messages through the intricate tunnels they have opened up.

I just don’t know if the owner Dahuang misses so much is here.

"Dahuang, do you still remember the smell of your master?" Tang Qinqin gently touched the anxious dog's head to comfort it.

The eager big yellow barked lowly, then quickened his pace and ran into a nearby hut at the end of the village, near the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Rhubarb sniffing around the house, Tang Qinqin knew that this was the place where it once lived.

"Rhubarb, don't worry, let's wait until night. It's dark and they come out, and then go ask about your master." Tang Qinqin, as a stranger who appeared suddenly, didn't want to disturb the villagers too much now.

After circling around in vain, Dahuang, with a sad look on his face, lay down next to her in a depressed mood.

Tang Qinqin thought for a while, sensed the surroundings, and brought the black wolf out to accompany Rhubarb. She couldn't even do the work of comforting people, and naturally had to leave it to Gouzi to comfort Gouzi.

In the evening, one person and two dogs simply ate some roasted sweet potatoes. After night fell, Tang Qinqin got up and took the dog out of the door.

Sure enough, there were faint voices in the village, but there was still no firelight or smoke. When a few figures who had been observing for a long time approached carefully not far away, Tang Qinqin tried his best to put on a gentle and harmless smile. It was really because he had been exposed to grief, anger and hatred recently. His mood was a little long, his facial expressions were extreme, and he was a little out of control.

"Who are you?" Finally someone asked.

Tang Qinqin twitched the corner of his stiff-lipped mouth and said in an honest and obedient manner: "I am Zhang Manman. I came to the village because I picked up rhubarb and accompanied it to find its owner."

As he said that, he patted Dahuang's dog's head.

Several cautious villagers heard that the voice of the black boy in front of them was that of a girl, so they put down their guard and took a few steps closer.

They looked at the "big yellow" the girl said, and some couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this the big tiger from Zhong Orion's family!"

Several people began to whisper to each other.

After Tang Qinqin listened, he looked down at Rhubarb.

Was it called Dahu?

"Then let me ask you, is the Orion Zhong you are talking about here?" Tang Qinqin clenched his fists with some reluctance.

"Old Zhong, Old Zhong!" A person shouted twice in the distance, then turned around and said: "The old man of the Zhong family is still there, but his son was taken away."

A thin, stooped old man walked over from the shadows.

At the same time, the big yellow beside Tang Qinqin rushed towards the person like an arrow from the string, as fast as an afterimage.

Dahuang stopped when he was about to touch the old man, and only put his head and front paws gently in the arms of the old man who bent down to hug him.

One person and one dog hugged their heads and cried.

In the intermittent crying of the old man, Tang Qinqin realized that the real owner of rhubarb was the old man's son. They had hunted together for a living and had a very close relationship.

During a sudden raid by thieves in the village, the young hunter who was at home was captured like the others and never heard from again.

Tang Qinqin sighed in his heart, for Rhubarb, for the young hunter, for the villagers, and for the world.

She touched the black wolf who was accompanying her, and one person and one dog quietly left the place.

Where she stood, several sacks of sweet potatoes were left.

It's not that I can't give him something better, but after thinking about it, this is the most appropriate thing.

"Hei Lang, let's go, let's be friends in the world of mortals and bravely venture into the world!"

After Tang Qinqin walked away, he led the black wolf and began to run wantonly in the deserted wilderness. As he ran, he couldn't help but look up at the cold moon in the sky.

This moon has illuminated the ancients, illuminated today's people, and will also illuminate future generations. It has witnessed too many joys and sorrows in the world.

Will it develop some sanity over time and be able to understand people's joys and sorrows?

……

The Zhang Jiajun led by Zhang Jingzu lived up to expectations and successfully regained the Northland, sealed up the cave laboratory full of darkness and evil, arranged and buried the victims, and held a grand ceremony. His move was to inform the world, to expose the thief's hidden ambitions, and to Warning to thousands of people.

He also hesitated whether to level this bloody laboratory, thinking twice, or properly arrange the many dangerous factors such as bacteria and viruses stored in it, and seal it up after all the thieves' documents and notes are sorted out. The purpose of getting up is to warn future generations.

It's easy to level and destroy a building, and in an instant it can be reduced to ashes.But it is very, very, very, very difficult to restore the pain, humiliation, bloodshed and sacrifice that have penetrated the deepest parts of the nation’s soul.

The successful recovery of Northland inspired strong fighting spirit and hope in other occupied areas of the country.

Zhang Jingzu's footsteps didn't stop either. After he went to his wife's natal home to meet his dear daughter-in-law, who he had been thinking about day and night, he embarked on the journey again, with the goal of every inch of the country occupied by the thieves.

By chance, he got news about his son Zhang Baoguo, whom he had lost contact with for a long time due to the war.

Knowing that he was just as he expected, enthusiastically responding to the name "Serve the Country" in the blue sky above his head, bravely facing the enemy on another battlefield, he was so relieved and proud that he couldn't help but get wet in his eyes. .

These two children of his are his treasures and his pride.

……

Tang Qinqin looked at his 55% game progress and raised his eyebrows.

This progress bar has been as steady as a dog since I sent the original owner's mother back to her parents' home, motionless, but calm.

She really didn't get the slightest clue about her from Zhang's father.

This is too difficult. I originally thought that the progress bar would be greatly improved after finding Zhang's father.

Is it possible that we should also find the original owner’s brother and reunite the family?
But thinking that Xiaoqi's original owner's elder brother was flying in the blue sky, Tang Qinqin subconsciously wanted to refuse.

She doesn’t want to fly, she doesn’t want to be high in the sky, she doesn’t want her heart to beat like crazy!

She is afraid of heights!

Hugging himself aggrievedly, Tang Qinqin pursed his lips and looked like he wanted to cry or not.

This game is really heart-wrenching. There was a deep-sea game before that suppressed my "phobia of the deep sea". Now I am flying into the sky and side by side with the clouds. Is this completely a fearless Iron Man!

　I just found out that some content in the previous chapter was deleted. This is the second time.The first time I thought I deleted it accidentally.Why did I find this? Because I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Except when I first started writing, I only felt happy when a chapter was full of 2000 words.After reading it through again, it seems that it is quite coherent even after the deleted parts, but my obsessive-compulsive disorder is creeping in and I still want to make up another [-] words.Ha ha.I don’t know if it’s because of trouble with the backend machine or manual review. The author who has been trying hard to stay away from and not step into the “minefield” would like to express his thanks. Thank you for your hard work!
　　Look at my screen full of desire for survival, I feel happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)