I, 2.1 Billion Yanwang Dijun Joined the Chat Group

After bidding farewell on the spot, the red and white witch waved her hand, the spiritual power in her body shook, and in an instant she rushed into the sky with a colorful halo and flew towards the distance.

The huge impact force drove the snow on the entire ground and bounced towards the periphery.

The snow exploded, spraying the faces of Yuri and Chito who were wide-eyed.

"I can fly!" You Li couldn't help shouting.

"Yes, I can really fly." Qianhu felt that the common sense about human beings he had learned from books was a bit wrong.

Although she heard from Yuli that most of the existences in the [Myriad Worlds Chat Group] are beings that transcend human concepts, but when she saw such a flight that surpassed human common sense for the first time, she was still indescribably surprised.

"If such a person can fly, I feel that it is too meaningless for Ishii to make an airplane." Yuli looked at Hakurei Reimu who was flying farther and farther, and couldn't help muttering.

"Ishii also just wants to experience the feeling of flying." Qianhu shook his head incomprehensibly: "If Yuli and you stay in one place all the time, even if you have food and drink all the time, I'm afraid you need to do something else. Otherwise, it will be very anxious."

"Well, maybe." Yuli just said something casually, not expecting to get an answer.

After the maiden of Paradise flew away, several people looked at the direction she was traveling for a while.

When the [sun] was a little higher, Yuli and Qianhu took the lead in packing things in the tent.

It didn't take much effort. After throwing the debris into the not-so-large system space that comes with the chat group, You Li pulled up her dear three-wheeled motorcycle and embarked on a brand new road.

"Let's go."

Chito sat on the side seat of the motorcycle, watching the gradually melting snow, staring into the distance.

"it is good."

Zhongli responded in this way, and then raised a three-wheeled motorcycle that was exactly the same as Yuli's motorcycle from the ground.

Qianhu and Yuli were not too surprised this time, they just took a serious look at the appearance of the motorcycle, then turned their heads and began to point the direction.

"According to the experience we have accumulated in our travels, there should be an elevator going there, and we can go to the upper floor when we get there."

Zhong Li glanced at it, then nodded slightly——there was indeed the direction of the elevator.

He straddled the rider of the motorcycle, motioned to Yukinoshita Yukino, and asked her to sit on the side seat.

Then he put down the copied goggles and windproof helmet, and nodded slightly towards Yuli.

"Then let's go~!"

Yuli twisted the handle of the motorcycle with a little excitement, and accelerated her motorcycle to the fastest speed.

Boom~~!Boom~~~~!

The sound of roaring motorcycles sounded in the deserted and deserted wilderness.

Under the just-rising midday sun with a faint orange glow.

Two three-wheeled motorcycles drove towards the ruins of the city in the distance at a not-so-fast speed.

This scene unexpectedly fits the theme of doomsday.

Chapter 11 Poems of the Last Days to Remember

From the distant snow garden to the mechanical land, it only lasted less than two hours.

The speed of the motorcycle is not considered slow. After all, this is a three-wheeled motorcycle provided by the system. Even an old model has far more power than conventional ones.

The city looks huge, but it's not.

Zhongli roughly estimated based on the speed of the motorcycle and the distance traveled. At least, the floor they are on is only nearly [-] square kilometers.

However, for a city, this size is definitely enough, and there is no difficulty in accommodating tens of millions of people.

In the inner city, motorcycles are almost impossible to pass.

If it was an ordinary time, Qianhu and Yuli would struggle to find a way to pass through.

This time, it is not necessary.

The motorcycle they were riding was put into the space warehouse provided by the Wanjie chat group, Yuli and Qianhu carried the sundries that could not be put into it, followed Zhongli and Yukinoshita, and entered the city.

After walking for another half an hour, they came to a huge building that directly connected this floor to the previous floor.

Chito took out the diary that recorded the map from the library.

After a short glance, he nodded at Yuli.

"It's here."

"Then let's go." Zhong Li said softly, taking the first step and stepping into it.

Chito and Yuri followed closely behind.

After walking for a few minutes, the two of them stopped in surprise.

Looking up at the huge towering building beside him, he kept sighing.

"A lot of floors, a lot of units."

"Is this a place where people live?"

After all, this is one of the few times they have entered such a relatively complete high-rise building, and it is normal to express some emotion.

Zhongli didn't respond to their inquiries, and he also knew that the two were just expressing their feelings.

Yukinoshita was used to seeing high-rise buildings and dense crowds. Although the buildings in front of her eyes were larger than the modern ones, they were fundamentally similar, and she wasn't too surprised.

"Can we go inside and have a look?"

Chito suddenly and unexpectedly made a proposal.

Zhong Li naturally didn't care.

He nodded slightly.

Just like this, several people did not go around the building, but walked into it.

Across the circles of huge and towering corridors, you can see individual units.

No need to count them in detail, but after a rough look, I found that there are at least nearly [-] of them.

Yuli and Qianhu's eyes followed the walls and units, carefully scanning them.

After a while, Yuli couldn't help complaining.

"Obviously the lights can be turned on, and there is still water in the pipes, but no one uses them except us. I hate this feeling."

"Hmm." Qianhu just hummed lightly, she didn't say anything, and started to enter the interior of the building's single room along the steps.

Julie followed naturally.

The four walked through this huge building, boarded the stairs, and walked up.

While walking, Yuli suddenly asked.

"I said! Every grid here is a [home]."

Qianhu walked in front of You Li, without looking back, just replied as if casually: "Just having a room is not counted. If there is no one to live in and take care of it, you can't live, and it's not considered a home."

"Think about it this way." Yuli paused for a moment, and then said it without hesitation: "Then we actually have no home, right?"

Qianhu didn't respond much to this question: "Who knows."

Yuli took two steps forward, walked in front of Qianhu, and continued to ask with a calm expression: "Is the motorcycle that has been driving us a home?"

Qianhu's gaze didn't stare at Yuli, and didn't even turn or change at all, but just said in that flat, unchanging voice: "If you must answer with yes or no, then [ no.】

"Motorcycles are not our home."

"Isn't it home?" Yuli seemed to be a little surprised by this kind of thing: "Then our tent is our home?"

"Of course not." Qianhu replied without hesitation: "Besides, you are so long-winded."

"but."

After Qianhu's insipidity, she still paused for a while.

She supported the mottled wall and said in a flat voice, "But even so, we used to have a family."

"But it's gone now." Yuli responded frivolously.

"Ah."

Zhongli and Xuexia walked behind Qianhu and Yuli, and naturally heard their conversation.

Xue Shixia's expression, the more he listened, the more he felt a faint sadness bursting out of his heart.

That kind of lonely sadness that can't be explained clearly, is full of powerlessness.

She was about to say something, about to do something.

Yuli, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted in surprise.

"This door looks like it's new. Is there anyone still living there?"

Qianhu immediately opened the dusty door in front of him, and took a look inside.

An unexpectedly brand-new room appeared before her eyes.

Qianhu beckoned Yuli to walk in, turned her gaze, and saw some of the room clearly.

Barely broken sofa and cabinets, working sink and power supply.

Clean and open, without any excess debris and damaged floors and walls.

There is even a picture scroll made of metal on the wall that can't be seen clearly.

"so good."

Yuli stood in front of the sofa and sat down tentatively.

I feel that the fluffy and soft feeling here is obviously more comfortable than the feeling of sleeping bags.

She lay down on the sofa, took out a cup of hot coffee from her backpack, took a sip, and then sighed involuntarily.

"It's a really comfortable feeling."

Her gaze moved out from the window next to the sofa, and she saw the seemingly endless building wreckage in the distance, and the orange-red sunset hanging in the sky far away.

"Ha...the scenery here is really good. Before you know it, it's already sunset."

"I want to live here without knowing it."