Xu Fan took a sip of water to moisten his somewhat hoarse voice, and ended the answer to this question.

He is located in Xiqi District, one of the seven major cities in China, one of the six sub-districts of Chang'an City, with a population of about 15 million.

"Brother, are monsters very scary? Are ghosts scary with monsters?" Guoguo asked with some concern.

Xu Fan nodded and sighed: "The world's population was about 9 billion back then, but what about now? It has only recovered to 6 billion."

"A slightly more powerful monster back then could basically destroy a small country, such as Japan."

"Humans are really adaptable. It's been 2072 years now, and sixty years have passed. How much has the world changed? It's simply earth-shaking."

"And ghosts bring new disasters to humans, but fortunately, humans have many means to deal with them."

"Brother, why didn't these ghosts come out to cause trouble in the early years? Didn't they existed long ago? Why did they appear in the past years?"

Xu Fan gently rubbed his sister's head, stared at the crescent moon in the sky and said softly: "Maybe someone is protecting us in the dark? Maybe they are struggling to protect this human being in the dark until they can do nothing."

“Swishy, ​​rusthy”

A sound of dog claws scratching the door attracted Xu Fan's attention. He put away his mood. He threw Guoguo on the bed, got up and went out to open the door.

A black shadow slid into the house along his feet.

Xu Fan hummed twice in anger, inserted the door again and returned to the room.

Looking at the big yellow dog who was nesting in his doghouse with a flattering look on his face, Xu Fan was speechless, and the little girl had already laughed and threw herself on the big yellow dog and ravaged it.

This guy was brought back from outside by Uncle Wang when he was three years old, and to this day, he has become an integral part of their family.

As for orphans, they will have a strange nostalgia for the things, people or things that accompany them.

"Rhubarb is good and bad, I'm not at home all day." Guoguo smiled and played with rhubarb's ears.

"Where are you going crazy today?"

Although Xu Fan knew that it could not speak, he still sat on the shop next to the doghouse, combed the guy's hair, and felt the warmth for this moment.

The true man Zhang Tianyang of Wudang should be Zhang Tianxing’s master, but why is he also a crime of traitor in this world?

What did you give birth to after you left?

Is this world really the "future"?

Or is it a bit prophetic?

Or is it just a coincidence?

When the sun slowly jumped out of the clouds and illuminated the entire Xiqi area, the noisy ruined area finally became quiet.

A huge red tiger was stepping on Mars under the feet of a huge red tiger, looking at the human city step by step from some unknown ruins not far away, with a burst of cold light in its eyes.

Its shiny fur seemed to be made of alien metal, reflecting an indescribable light.

"Captain, is a Red Star Tiger, Sanyangtian's strength, do it?"

On the rooftop of a dilapidated building more than a thousand meters away from the Red Star Tiger, two men in black combat uniforms were observing the Red Star Tiger with a telescope.

Behind the two, three men in strange combat uniforms were resting against the wall. At the entrance of the rooftop behind them, three large iron boxes were piled up to block the entrance.

One of the young men actually had a big blue nut hanging on the back of the combat uniform, demon hunting his special identity.

"Who can resist this guy's claw? Are you? You're so funny? If you lead a Sanyangtian and two Liangyitians assist, three people can suppress this guy. Moreover, Sanyangtian-level beasts generally have their own beast groups, especially the tiger tribe. Don't drag me to death even if you seek death."

The captain-like man rolled his eyes and put away his telescope, turned over and retracted on the rooftop: "Stay for 30 minutes and we set off for the Qianfeng Camp. Thank you for your hard work in the past half month. Fortunately, we have gained a good harvest. When I go back, I will pay for everyone to drink."

"Okay!"

"Captain is generous, we must slaughter the rich man well."

The team members immediately became happy.

Just then—

"Dong!"

A muffled sound came from behind the three iron boxes that blocked the entrance of the rooftop. Everyone suddenly turned their heads and all turned into combat postures.

"Old Liu covers the left side, Lao Wei, set up a gun, and the others are on standby, we can go on both sides."

...

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Guoguo was studying at home, accompanied by Dahuang, and then Xu Fan went out to work.

Starting from 8:30 pm and until eleven o'clock, it is Xu Fan's part-time job at Library No. 3, Xiqi District.

In this world, the library is authorized by the Alliance of Gods to collect and organize most of the books and various historical materials for cultivation. The flow of people coming and going is very large every day. Even in the middle of the night, there are energetic warriors browse some books here or chat with a few friends. Therefore, this library also takes into account the functions of a cafe and a teahouse.

Xu Fan works here from 8:30 to 11:00, and costs about 200 yuan a day, which can be considered a middle-income in the slums.

Of course, this is just one of Xu Fan’s part-time jobs.

Naturally, there is no enough money for him to spend. After all, he still needs to exercise. The kind of consumption is not affordable for ordinary people. He is unwilling to bother Uncle Wang too much, and working here is also one of his needs.

Only here are some historical materials that do not have permission to download online.

And he just needs historical materials.

"drop!"

“Authentication.”

"Verification is passed, welcome."

"Here!" A young and lively girl in a uniform chuckled and greeted Xu Fan.

Xu Fan turned around and smiled and walked towards the historical data area. He only had two and a half hours a day to check the information he needed. During this period, he also had to entertain some guests, so time was very tight.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, why do you say hello to him every time?" Another girl with plump breasts stood in front of the bar in the same uniform and said to Wang Jing dissatisfiedly.

Wang Jing smiled lightly, ignored her, and sorted out the books and electronic tags in her hands.

She had never understood the documents that could have been recorded in electronic archives but had to be recorded in paper books.

It was not until the cold guy told himself that this was to prevent the virus from being damaged and lost in electronic files and to make humans not forget the feeling of reading that paper books not only remind people not to forget their mission.

She also knew that the guy was not arrogant, but that he was really busy with time. He heard that his family was not in good condition, so he worked a few jobs alone and had to use his spare time to study. She could understand the difficulties of such a child who was a family early.

Therefore, Wang Jing admired Xu Fan very much.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!