Su Jie and the other two felt a sank in their hearts. Even though the picture was extremely blurry, they could feel the familiar aura.

Mr. An, dead???

"How could it be?"

Chu Fan's chest was undulating, and his heart was turbulent: "Ying Long? Can you observe it more closely?!"

No one replied.

Everyone, including Wang Zhixuan, who had already seen this scene, was full of heart.

It is far away from the sea of ​​stars, even if you can't see clearly.

No matter what An Qisheng's condition is, what will they do?

Not to mention that the spacecraft has been dismantled, turned into resources and moved into the ground. Even if it has not been dismantled, it wants to rush to the solar system at the speed of the spacecraft.

It's been hundreds or even thousands of years.

......

There is no external influence, and it seems like a great flood that is about to destroy the world. It finally fell silent in the seventeenth year of the Great Dream.

But this is the seventh year that Xuanxing has wandered.

The surging flood completely washed away all traces of nature on the surface. The bases and cities built by the great power of the country were eventually completely submerged and washed away, becoming dust in history.

No matter how much unwilling you are, those who enter the dream can only retreat to the underground base.

Until the flood disappeared and the surface of Baidu was close to below zero, it was completely unsuitable for any ordinary person to live in.

After experiencing a stop, derailment, sun explosion, flood destruction, Xuanxing has completely changed its landform, and many continents have been completely integrated.

The Daxuan Dreamer, led by Chu Fan, Su Jie and Gu Changsheng, walked out of the underground base in such a cruel environment.

The process of building a new home from scratch has begun.

Boom!

Large tracts of glaciers shattered, revealing the frozen soil that was harder than steel.

Su Jie bent down and threw the new generation of "spirit seeds" he had cultivated in the past few years into the soil and buried them.

In the environment below zero and without sunlight, only spiritual seeds brought from the dream world can be planted, as for the surface glaciers.

It is not a problem for dreamers who are familiar with spiritual energy.

"Mr. An..."

Su Jie slowly stood up and stared at the Tianlian Mountains that had been standing in the vast world and the baptism of floods and glaciers:

"Inheriting your way, I will implement it all the time, and I will pass on your torch forever..."

"If you come back one day, you will drink and talk with you and sit down and talk!"

......

Huh ~

The "artificial sun" created by geothermal heat hangs on high places, sprinkling light on the endless farmland and vegetable fields.

Geothermal heat is not endless, and these artificial suns can only shine on the farmland.

In the extremely dense human gathering area, there are only a few lights, and both electricity and water are supplied in a limited supply.

The underground space is still inferior to the ground. The underground that has been dug for several years can barely accommodate all humans because countless dreamers are far faster than machinery.

But even so, if you barely live, you don’t have to think about the quality of life.

Whether it is a wealthy man or an official, there is no exception. Under high-intensity military control, the chaotic system has recovered at a speed that other countries are stunned.

An ordinary tall building, in a small room, An Jianzhong was smoking a cigarette, and in the kitchen, An’s mother was busy cooking.

There was no other noise in the small room, and it seemed extremely quiet.

"Why haven't Qiqi come back yet?"

An’s mother knocked on the lid of the pot and woke An Jianzhong who was smoking under the dim light.

"Here, come..."

The door was pushed open, and An Qisheng, wearing a simple black sportswear, walked in with a big bag and a small bag.

"Don't be busy, take a break."

"An Qisheng" put down his big bag, stepped forward and took the guy from An's mother's hand, and skillfully started to make a fire and cook.

"That depends on all the skills."

An's mother washed her hands and walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

Her mood seemed not affected by moving to the ground, but as she smiled, her tears could not stop and she flowed down her cheeks.

"Huh~"

An Jianzhong didn't say anything, his tall body was a little hunched. He lowered his head, took a deep breath of cigarettes, and spit out long smoke rings.

As the smoke lingered, my eyes suddenly became a little astringent.

He wants to quit smoking.

......
Chapter completed!