[Dragon Race][Kai Chu]Until the Day

Ten o'clock direction, pay attention to 45 degrees obliquely upward. "Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

The flutter of the bird's wings pierced the cold air, and the sentinel's ear caught it before handing it to the guide.

After the situation was confirmed, Chu Zihang continued to move forward while holding Caesar's hand.He was amazed by the abundance of information in his ears, and he couldn't help being a little excited.He quickly circled around a few bushes, leaped lightly over a collapsed small tree, and was about to move forward when his hand suddenly froze, and a large cloud of snow threw up behind him.

"You...walk a little slower." Caesar got up from the ground, wiped his face, and patted the snow on his knees.

"Sorry." Chu Zihang was a little at a loss.

"Also, when there is something strange at the foothold, it's best to remind me first..."

They set off again, walking through a piece of white, the world was noisy and quiet at this moment.Chu Zihang inexplicably recalled the hazy and ambiguous details of last night's dream, and wondered what kind of self he would be seeing in his eyes if the sentinel hadn't lost his sight.

"Don't always end up in strange places." Caesar complained in a low voice, and followed Chu Zihang to step on the raised branches again.

"We'll be there soon." Chu Zihang said softly.He took Caesar's hand, and both hands were red with cold.

"Yes. I heard it." It was the low-frequency vibrating sound of the motor running, as well as vague, small voices like light flakes.

After walking forward for a few minutes, a long-abandoned asphalt road appeared at the end of the woods.There is a thin layer of snow.There are no ruts, just a series of small footprints that are about to be blown away by the wind.

"Here we are." Chu Zihang said, reconfirmed the position of the firearm, and held the ivory handle of the hunting knife in his arms.

In front of me was a shelter transformed from an old school building. It was two floors small. The dilapidated building was covered with black ash and stains, sundries were everywhere, dead grass was flying around, and the paint was corroded.

There were voices coming from the end of the corridor, like whispers.

Chu Zihang pulled Caesar, walked through the short corridor, stood in front of the last door, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood to be cautious but not hostile, knocked, and then pushed the half-closed door open. closed door.

It is a classroom, the white plaster walls are peeling off in pieces, and the floor is covered with footprints.Dark curtains hung from the roof, half covering the high panes all around.

In front of the classroom, there was a chair in the corner of the pulpit. The boy dozed off with his head propped up. His body was covered with a worn-out felt blanket. On the ground next to him was a small ball of colorless cloth, curled up to one side.

Chu Zihang closed the door, and the scene in front of him was quiet and weird.The boy sat on a chair deep in the classroom and slowly opened his eyes.

Chu Zihang stopped, and Caesar did not urge him, but just stood quietly behind him.They met in such a icy and silent place, like two teams of wild animals moving carefully in the polar regions, sniffing and watching each other from a distance.

After a long confrontation, the boy on the opposite side spoke quietly, with a cold expression: "Who are you?"

Feeling the boy's hostility, Chu Zihang didn't move forward, and simply replied: "We are backpackers passing by along the way, here to return the things."

Caesar took out the small tin box from his pocket, which was already warmed by his body temperature, stretched out his hand, and put it in the palm of his hand.

The small ball at the boy's feet suddenly moved, and a small golden head emerged from the large ball of cotton blanket.It was the girl named Renata from yesterday.The girl recognized Caesar, and the small body moved, like a butterfly waking up from a cocoon, and ran towards Caesar in a hurry.She pinched the hem of Caesar's clothes and began to cry.

It seems that the girl did find a safe place by herself afterwards.

"Okay...I'm fine..." Caesar hesitated, but followed the voice and patted the top of the girl's head.

Looking at the scene, Chu Zihang seemed to think that it wasn't Caesar who fell into the water, but Renata who couldn't stop sobbing.

"Thank you..." Renata took the pale yellow arctic poppy from Caesar's palm.

"Backpackers?" the silent boy asked, "Where are you going? What are you doing?"

"We're going to Fairbanks." Chu Zihang replied, "We'll continue north." He couldn't tell the boy's age, nor could he feel his emotions.

"Fairbanks? There's almost nothing left there. We just came from the north. All the people have been trying to go south for the past few years, one after another, and almost all of them are gone." The boy stood up, "You Haven't answered my question yet. What are you guys going to do there."

Renata was still pinching the hem of Caesar's clothes, but the sobbing had stopped.

"I'm looking for someone." After a long silence, Chu Zihang spoke.He stared into the boy's eyes, and the intuition from the guide flashed in his mind... something about this boy knows. "I want to see traces of his past life."

Such an answer is somewhat unexpected.The boy on the opposite side was slightly taken aback, and this subtle emotional change was keenly captured by the guide.

"who?"

"A person who is very important to me." Chu Zihang didn't want to expand too much.

The boy stared at them for a while.

"Renata is also very important to me. You saved her." He continued: "There is a village called Stevens about 50 miles northwest of Fairbanks. There is a pair of biologists living at the entrance. They will come here for half a year in autumn and winter every year. They have been here since ten years ago and have not been interrupted during the war. Those who are looking for, maybe they will know something." The boy paused, "I am very grateful that you saved Renata. Now, you can go."

Chu Zihang didn't expect to get a prompt from a stranger at all, followed by a eviction order.

"So what about you? Where are you going?" Chu Zihang asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." The boy replied coldly.

Speaking of this situation, there is really no need to continue.Chu Zihang rummaged through his pockets, found a small can of kerosene, a windproof lighter, and two carry-on cans, bent down and put them on the ground, and nodded to the boy as farewell.

Neither of them spoke on the way back.Near noon, the woods became more lively than before, and the sun slanted through the forest. Chu Zihang walked very carefully and slowly, and there was no previous stumbling on the way back.

Finally they returned to the off-road vehicle, Chu Zihang dragged Caesar into the vehicle, packed up his things and was ready to go.

The engine hummed, and Chu Zihang slowly reversed the car.The tires kicked up a small cloud of snow dust.He glanced at the lake from a distance. The ice had been re-frozen without leaving any traces. The accident last night seemed to have never happened.He sighed slightly, turned the car around, and drove up the main road when he came.

##Chapter13Departed

After nearly eight hours of driving, they drove about 120 miles toward Fairbanks.Encountered several road interruptions and rainy and snowy weather on the way, the off-road vehicle spared a lot of road in the deserted beach.

Chu Zihang tried to turn on the car radio, but there was still only intermittent noise, and after a few struggles, it turned into a hissing.Caesar was already asleep, with an ice pack on his head to cool him down.Not long after setting off on the road, another aftereffect from an accidental fall into the water finally came long overdue—the sentinel started to have a fever.

The off-road vehicle finally stopped in a simple village.There is no trace of any human activity here.The black self-built houses were abandoned in the ice and snow, gathered tightly together, and lost all vitality.

Chu Zihang walked around the village and finally parked the off-road vehicle in front of a house in the best condition.It took him a long time to pry open the almost frozen door lock. After entering the house, he tidied up a little, returned to the car and woke up Caesar, and helped the sentinel stumbling into the room.

"Where is this?" Caesar asked.

"A place to rest tonight." Chu Zihang replied, reminding him in a low voice to pay attention to the ups and downs of his feet, and let Caesar lie on the bed.

"I'll go and find out if there is any fever-reducing medicine for you." Chu Zihang tried to pull out the hand that was clenched by Caesar, but failed several times.He had to give up, and with the other hand he spread the blanket over Caesar, and sat down next to the bed.

He put the dropped ice pack back on the Sentinel's forehead.To be honest, he is not very good at comforting and caring for the sick; he has been away from home for too long, and his memory of taking care of his sick mother when he was a child has become a bit blurred... But it seems that this guy and his mother are sick in a similar way...

"Uncomfortable..." The voice in the sentinel's voice was buzzing, and it arched into Chu Zihang's arms, like some kind of large furry animal.The silver sentinel nameplate slipped out from between his neck and landed in Chu Zihang's hand.

Chu Zihang sighed, leaning his back against the low headboard of the bed.The electricity in the house had been cut off long ago, and of course there was no hot water. The whole room was shrouded in darkness, and the smell of dust permeated the air.The only thing that is better than yesterday is that there is still a roof over my head.Afraid that Caesar would feel uncomfortable falling asleep, he took off his sentinel nameplate and held it in his hand.

"Chu Zihang..." Caesar was dazed from burning.

"Ah."

"Chu Zihang..." Caesar continued.

"I'm here." Chu Zihang squeezed Caesar's hand.

The moon seems to have risen, and the white snow reflects a piece of silvery light, passing through the glass windows that have long since lost their curtains, piercing the darkness in the house.Chu Zihang stared at that point of light, and the heat from Caesar's body came over, and an indescribable feeling slowly flowed out of his heart.

Calm and confused, anxious and calm.

Calm comes from Caesar on the side,