In the middle of the night that day, the rain stopped and Duoduo did not fall asleep. He listened to the rain stop, and he could not see anything outside. He really couldn't see his fingers, leaving only the rain on the ground. He was not sleepy at all.

The voice gradually became smaller, and Duoduo began to act. He had already thought about it before the rain stopped. He could not sit and wait for others to rescue him. He wanted to go out quickly, take these secret messages out, and bring people in early to rescue the hidden poison. He picked up a new bicycle in the supermarket, took a new flashlight, carried the backpack he had taken yesterday, gently opened the supermarket door, went out, locked it again, and headed towards the police station with a drizzle drizzle.

In the police station, he flipped over the arsenal and took two more signal flares. According to Hidden Virus, one signal flare may not necessarily cause the helicopters coming to rescue to see it, so it is safer to take a few more.

It’s true that the streets are like hidden poison. If you don’t take the initiative to provoke those zombies, those zombies will not come back to bite you.

Duoduo was riding a bicycle. Although he knew it was quite safe, he was still a little scared. Because he could occasionally see one or two zombies hanging on trees on the road.

Finally, after passing the street, we will reach Duoduo's community. This street is familiar to Duoduo. His flashlight is randomly straggling around, and the light is passing through the same street. When it comes to Duoduo's eyes, it is a strange feeling. When the scenery is opened, it is difficult to piece together the complete memories. Only when they are connected together can they suddenly remember: it should be in that place, and this scenery is like this.

In the drizzle, Hengyong City seemed lonely and tired, like an orphan without a home, sleeping in the rain. Duoduo walked on his deep and shallow meridians, feeling its flowing loneliness.

Muran, Duoduo seemed to have returned to the city after he was a child. He had just returned to the city from his grandfather's house in the countryside and transferred to school. He was in the fourth grade. Because his parents were busy with business, Duoduo had to ride his bicycle to school by himself every day. Once, the composition class, the teacher arranged the title of "My hometown." Duoduo wrote about his grandfather's house where he lived. As a result, the teacher said that it was no, and he wanted to write about eternity.

This is a lot of stumps, because he just came to this city and was not familiar with it at all. In order to complete the essay, he did not go home after school, but came to the back mountain to observe Hengyong City.

At that time, Hengyong City was not that big, without Liletta, without tall police stations, and without flashing neon lights. It was just a small city, with tall buildings that could be counted and the streets at the end were like a scimitar, embedded between two mountains. There were two large chimneys on the street and at the end, emitting white smoke. It was the coal power plant working.

When I saw these scenes in Duoduo's eyes, I could only see them. Duoduo didn't know how to describe them. But I was afraid that I would not be able to hand in my homework the next day, so I kept thinking and thinking until I fell asleep against the telephone pole.

During that sleep, Duoduo had a strange dream. He came to a strange world, saw the shining stones, and saw strange people. The concreteness of those people had exceeded Duoduo's conception. He had never had such a strange dream.

That night, Duoduo did not go home. His parents were extremely bad. Almost everyone they knew wanted to find Duoduo together, and even the teachers in the school came.

In the end, the neighbor found Duoduo in the back mountain. Duoduo thought he had made a big mistake and was very scared. This might be punished, and a beating was indispensable.

What surprised Duoduo was that his parents did not beat him, but instead told Duoduo a lot of big truths carefully and asked Duoduo to take leave. His parents did not go to business and made a special trip with Duoduo for two days, making them delicious food and drink all day.

Later Duoduo learned that at that time, they always said that it was because Duoduo missed his grandfather's house and felt unfamiliar and scared by the city, so he chose to escape. Everything his parents did was to make Duoduo feel the warmth of his new home, not be afraid or escape.

Duoduo never had the chance to say that he chose to fall asleep under the street light because he wanted to write an essay. Of course, that strange dream was held in his stomach and dissipated and grew up with other childhood memories.

Duoduo suddenly remembered something, that strange dream and the telephone pole, is it related to his identity as a "dream mediator". Duoduo only remembered that he saw many specific and strange people in his dream, but he had forgotten what those people were like.

Thinking of it, Duoduo arrived at the entrance of the community. He looked at the iron wire on the iron door at the entrance of the community. Such iron wire was rare because the community he lived in was probably the oldest community in Hengyong City. I remember that my parents made money in business and bought the best residential area in Hengyong City at that time before they took him back.

In the past decade, this community has not changed, while other communities have quickly risen up, overshadowing the light of this community. The most luxurious community in the past is now the oldest community in the city.

Therefore, the buildings on the back mountain must be quite old, including those street lights.

Duoduo thought in his mind, and unconsciously glared towards the back mountain. That place had now occupied all his heart.

The flashlight was shaking around the dark road, and Duoduo was familiar to the road to the back mountain. It was difficult to walk, and it was even harder to walk on a bicycle. But Duoduo still pedaled forward without hesitation. The flashlight in his hand was shaking under the violent vibration, and Duoduo's eyes were blurred.

Suddenly, Duoduo's bicycle was tripped by something. His bicycle rolled forward and flew out of the air. He rolled a few wheels in front before stopping. Duoduo stood up and patted his body. He didn't care whether it hurts or not, and continued to walk towards the back mountain.

There are many trees in the back mountain, but it doesn’t look like the elder sister. There seems to be a tranquility here… There seem to be some small insects here, and in the light rain, you can still hear the cry of frogs hidden in it. All of this divides the back mountain and the city into two worlds, one near heaven and the other near hell.

Finally, Duoduo's flashlight shone on the telephone pole in the distance from afar. The telephone pole seemed to be an old friend who had not seen him for many years under the yellow light. After waiting for Duoduo for a long time in the rain, he suddenly let the light tube shine, and people were happy.

Duoduo walked into the street lamp pole, and it seemed that some special gas suddenly sucked in his brain. Although it smelled nice, it had a strong impact on the brain. What it smelled like was impossible to say in words, but you could feel that the brain was receiving inexplicably strange messages.

"Can it be that my dazzled eyes caused my brain to have hallucinations?" Duoduo thought, he closed his eyes and forcibly shook himself, and the inexplicable message relieved him. He shook his head and continued to move forward.

The street lamp poles hardly changed much, and the white paint spit on the lamp poles as thick as an arm. The lamp poles did not bend significantly, and only one or two dents appeared in accidental places. Some of them might have been dug. Duoduo observed around and found nothing unusual. If there were no zombies outside and there were "crickets" chirping in this place, Duoduo would not have swept here at night. Compared with the city outside, this place was so warm.

The strange feeling that Duoduo's head had not disappeared. The strange feeling gave him an inexplicable excitement, like a comfortable horse killing chicken after finishing his physical work, and the muscles and bones of his body were easily stretched out in the hot water. Even if a zombie jumped out, Duoduo would knock him down with bare hands.

But in fact, there are no zombies here, and there is only a piece of consideration in Xiaoyu. If you think about it carefully, how could those magical and not magic be discovered so easily? Besides, Hidden Poison said that there might be some secrets here, but they didn't say that there must be. What if he had made a mistake in the guess, it might be that the zombies thought it was too far away and didn't want to come here at all.

Alas, forget it. Duoduo sighed silently in his heart. The clothes on his body were soaked by Xiaoyu. The flashlight glass on his hand was covered with rain. He pulled up his clothes and wiped them on the glass. The excitement ran out a lot with a sigh. Perhaps everything was false.

The last time I came here, I forgot who I was welcoming. Now the heroes of Valorand have their own purposes, but none of them are by my side. If they weren't for themselves, they wouldn't have come here.

Duoduo sighed and gently touched the street lamp pole with his hand. "Cool"...

Duoduo's brain has not completely transformed this feeling into words. The strange feeling just now is like the wind, surging towards Duoduo. Too many pictures and too many unfamiliar signals are forced into a strange storyline in Duoduo's head. Duoduo's eyes turn black and fall in front of the street lamp pole.

The moment he fell down, Duoduo immediately entered his dream. This was the closest link between Duoduo's dream and sleep. Even the pain of his head knocking on the street lamp pole was officially brought into his dream. On a green grass, Duoduo covered his head, and the sky was also gray and cloudy.

"It's really unlucky! I'll give me a dream at this time!" Duoduo swears, but knows that since this mysterious power can bring himself into the dream, there must be some unpredictable connection.

Duoduo looked at this land and it was a wide grassland. Compared with the environment where zombies were everywhere, it was obviously more comfortable. However, there was no one on the grassland. A little further away, there was a dense deep forest. What was there?

Duoduo ran on the grassland, and there was a tranquility. There was nothing here.

"Silk..." Suddenly, a strange voice recalled, and the whole picture suddenly twisted, and a shrill cry came from not far away. Duoduo turned his head and several mages fought together, ice, fire, thunder and lightning flashed in front of his eyes at the same time.

"Ah!!!" The same sound came from behind Duoduo. Turning back, a warrior stabbed his spear into the mage who was flying in the air with his spear. The mage had a pair of wings. The warrior was burned by some blue fireworks. The smell of burnt smell, shouting, uproar, and hot. These violent feelings alternated around Duoduo. This was an extremely tragic battle.
Chapter completed!