Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 51 Knowledge
Looking at the flames on the bonfire, Su Mengfan suddenly thought of the previous question about knowledge.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of books I saw in the library, before the war, their value could not be measured by money.

Nowadays, only Polis Metropolis in the subway will send people to look for books on the ground.

What matters is not the book itself, but the knowledge on it.

But in the current environment, those books are far less important. Perhaps only survival is the real knowledge.

"But what exactly is knowledge?" he asked himself over and over again, trying to put some value on what he had just timidly pushed away.

He was so engrossed in thinking about the question that he didn't notice how many times he said the words aloud.

"Knowledge, my friend, is light—and without knowledge is darkness!" a duty officer eagerly explained to him.

"Is that so?" he asked, winking happily at his friends.

Su Mengfan was stunned by fright. He stared at the duty officer and just sat there in a daze.

Until Bourbon comes back and pulls him up, saying that he was detained just now, and now they have urgent business to leave, and then he bids farewell to the officers on duty.

"Be careful!" the commander warned him threateningly. "I tell you to get out of here with your weapons."

He waved one hand towards Su Mengfan's machine gun and said, "But you can't come back with it. I have given a clear order on this."

"I'm telling you, you pig-headed..." After they left the fire in a hurry, Bourbon growled angrily at Su Mengfan.

"You can do whatever you want on the way back. But you're going to get beaten. I don't care about that. I know, I knew this would happen, you bastard."

Su Mengfan didn't say a word, and almost didn't listen to a word of Bourbon's nagging scolding.

Instead, he suddenly remembered that he was on the way to Heping Avenue Station.

At that time, I tried to listen to it myself, but I couldn't grasp the melody of the tunnel at that time.

But thinking of the feeling when he was sitting by the fire a few minutes ago, Su Mengfan felt that he just heard such a melody.

He was listening, really listening--heard!

It is the melody of the tunnel.

But the memory of what had just happened quickly faded from memory.

Half an hour later, Su Mengfan was no longer sure whether these things really happened, whether he had ever imagined it, not sure whether it was the air blowing out from the burning flames and wandering around.

"Well, you probably didn't do it on purpose, you just lost your mind." Bourbon reassured.

"I apologize if I didn't seem so nice to you. It's a stressful job.

But, well, it looks like we're out of danger.Now, we have to rush to Qingtang Station without stopping.Once there, we can relax.

If all goes well, it won't take us long to get there.But beyond there, things are not easy to say. "

"Okay, we're going to keep going like this, no problem, right?

I mean, if we join a tour group from Ciudad de Gomes station, if there are less than [-] people in the group, then we stay.

Because no matter what, you need a defender..." Su Mengfan said, looking behind him.

"Well, of course there are many advantages to joining a full-back tour with everything you need," Bourbon began to explain.

"But listen, the downside is obvious. I'm used to worrying.

Forget teams of three, we're used to having at least five everywhere we go.

Do you find this helpful?It is of no use at all.

Once, we sat in the van, which was also protected: two people in front, three in the middle, and one person in the back—everything was planned.

We're going from Tretyakov station to ... where ... the place that used to be called {Piciletu Station}.

Tunnel is no problem.

But there was something in the tunnel that I didn't like at all, a certain rotten smell.

Moreover, there is fog.

Damn it, we couldn't see five paces away - and the flashlight didn't help.

But we decided to tie a rope to the belt of the man in the back, then pass it through the belt of one of the men walking in the middle, and finally connect it to the commander who was leading the line.

This way, no one will get lost in the fog.

We walked along easily, everything was normal and smooth, there was no need to rush forward, we didn't meet anyone yet.

It went like that for about 40 minutes, although we picked up the pace eventually. "He began to slur his words, and remained silent for a while.

"One of the three people in the middle named Toyan asked the person behind him something, but the person who was asked didn't answer. Toyan asked again after a while.

Silent.

Toyan dragged the rope, and he reached the end of the rope.

Something had snapped it off neatly in there, it was true - snapped off all over, there was even some sticky stuff left on the end of the rope... The man behind the pad disappeared without a trace.

They heard nothing, nothing.

I was walking with Toyan.He showed me the end of the rope and my knees started shaking.

We turned around and yelled the name of the man behind Duanhou, but there was no response.

No one responded to our shouts.

We exchanged glances—keep moving forward, wishing we would be at {Bixiletu Station} in the next second. "

"Maybe that guy is joking?" Su Mengfan was still hopeful.

"Are you kidding? Maybe.

But he never appeared again.

From this incident, I realized some truths: What is destined is what is destined, you cannot change it, and warning is useless.You haven't been to many places.

I've been in pairs everywhere, just find a partner if you like it.

Except for one tunnel - the tunnel from Turgenev station to Sukharev station Turgenev station, which is a special case.

If something grabs you, you'll be dragged away in the blink of an eye, you know? "

"Understood. Then, they will let us enter Qingtang Station? At least I still have this thing..." Su Mengfan pointed at his machine gun and said.

"They'll let us go through security. But when it comes to Circle [-]—of course it's not that easy, they won't let you in in any way, there's no hope of you getting in with this weapon.

But we don't need to go in.Anyway, we don't need to hang out there for too long, we just make a short stop and move on.

You... have you been to Qingtang Station before? "

"I haven't been there." Su Mengfan didn't have any impression of this subway station, but only saw it on the map.

"Well, why didn't I wake you up sooner?

Anyway, there weren't any guardrails - they didn't need one.

There is a market there and no one lives there, so there is no problem.

But the Red Line soldiers will patrol there to maintain order there.

So, you have to behave well, you know?
Otherwise they will send you to hell and they will deny you access to any of their subway stations.

When we get there, you just climb up to the platform and just sit there quietly. "He gestured towards Su Mengfan's machine gun.

"Don't wave it around. I'm going to find something first and bring someone over.

So, you have to sit and wait.

Then we set off for Qingtang Station, and we'll discuss how to get through that damned corridor leading to Turgenev Station later. "

Bourbon fell silent again, and Su Mengfan stayed alone.

The tunnel here is not too bad, the ground is a bit wet, and black and thin streams of water emerge from the rails, as if they are all flowing in the same direction.

After a while, there was a sudden squeaking sound, mixed with rustling sounds. To Su Mengfan's ears, it sounded like fingernails rubbing against glass.

He couldn't help but step back in disgust - these little beasts hadn't appeared yet, but their presence was already felt.

"Mouse! Fuck!" Su Mengfan spat out a dirty word, and felt goosebumps all over his body.

He still saw them in his nightmares, though his memory of that horrible dark moment was all but gone.

At that time, his mother and the entire subway station were buried in the hands of a swarm of rats.

Has the memory really disappeared?
No, it just hid deeper, rooted deep in the body like a needle left inside.

It was propelled around the body by a poorly skilled doctor.

At the beginning, it was hidden and remained motionless, but after a while, an unknown force made it move again.

Send it through arteries and nerve endings in deadly fashion, destroying vital organs, and it is destined to cause unbearable pain.

The memory of those wild beasts swept over at that time, as well as the insatiable greed and cruelty they showed.

The memory of the horrific experience is like a steel needle pierced deep in the subconscious mind, sneaking out at night to harass Su Mengfan.

Just seeing them, or even smelling them vaguely, would cause an electric current in his body, stimulating his body to tremble reflexively.

Hayabusa station is hardly a rat: there are traps everywhere, and poison is scattered everywhere.

So, Su Mengfan felt relieved.

But, with rats swarming the rest of the subway, he'd forgotten that.

Or, the question was avoided and not thought about when making the decision to embark on this trip.

　Come on for the college entrance examination, get a title on the gold list!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)