I'm just sorry for plagiarism

After being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses.

"What did you say?"

"Ms. Chow Yun-fat has written a new book?"

"Just Chow Yun-fat who wrote "Dream"?"

"Isn't he a eunuch?"

There was a lot of twittering.

Especially that sentence about eunuch was really harsh, and Li Xia felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

She couldn't help but glared at the mouthless Huang Yuanyuan.

"That's right, don't you guys know? It's the novel called "Flame Fist". It has already been updated with more than 1 words, right? It's very well written."

The little girl answered solemnly, then reached out to take the magazine, flipped through it casually, and turned to the front page.

As Mr. Chow Yun-fat's novel, it must be placed at the front page of the front page.

The reason why the duo in the dormitory didn't turn to Chow Yun-fat's novel just now was because the page they opened casually was in the middle, so they had no chance with "Flame Fist".

Zhang Chuyu was curious. Didn't the writing that imitated Mr. Chow Yun-fat fade away long ago?How come the recent author has the momentum to make a comeback again, the original reason falls here.

Mr. Chow Yun Fat is back?

This is really big news.

In fact, there is a lot of noise about Chow Yun-fat's return on the Internet, but for the children who are concentrating on celebrating after the college entrance examination, many girls do not play games on the Internet every day like boys, but accompany their parents or After traveling through famous mountains and great rivers, my mind is not on the Internet, so I naturally know very little about the news.

Now that they are getting excited, a group of people stopped listening to the songs, put their heads on the small coffee table, and stared at the magazines intently.

Open the book.

I just saw the content of Chapter 3, which matched the background of the magazine very well, and it was serialized in a light rust color background pattern.

The book continues above.

After Agni and her sister experienced a series of rather warm daily life, their relationship with the villagers became more and more intimate.

In fact, this part of the content was only briefly mentioned in the comics, and it was not a topic at all, but when it came to the eldest lady, she deliberately focused on describing a thousand or two thousand words, the purpose of which was naturally to make the subsequent separation more tragic and unforgettable.

After all, tragedy is tearing something valuable for you to see.

The more valuable something goes to nothing, the more it makes people worry about it.

As a veteran author for many years, he is quite good at controlling emotions and psychology.

And this day was the same as usual, in the snow-capped desolation, Agni got up and walked out of the hut, bid farewell to his sister, put on hunting clothes alone, waved goodbye to the villagers, and planned to go hunting outside the village.

Under normal circumstances, in this world that has lost its vitality, it is difficult for even professional hunters to hunt meat.Unexpectedly, luck was good today. In the distance, I saw a lost elk.

Agni hid beside the tree trunk, watching from a distance, as if looking for an opportunity.

He didn't know how long it had passed, he stood up abruptly, then frowned, and pressed the trigger.

It's too late to say.

Accompanied by a gunshot, the elk wailed and fell into a pool of blood.

Staggeringly ran over from behind the long-dried tree trunk, the boy tidied up and carried the elk on his shoulders.

"Good luck." He stroked the sweat on his forehead and said to himself, "This time, the meat can be distributed to the uncles in the village who refuse to eat meat."

As I said before, in this snow-covered world, even if there is a shortage of supplies, not everyone is used to cannibalism.

Agni climbed the faltering figure and walked towards the village.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden roar of a machine in the sky above his head.

"That is, the aircraft?"

The huge steel wings pierced the sky with loud noises.

This is the scenery that Agni has never seen in the barren years before.

Looking at the air trajectory falling straight towards the village, a bad thought suddenly rose in my heart for no reason.

The boy was startled for a moment, subconsciously became irritable, he didn't even want the prey on his shoulders, he threw it aside casually, and then hurriedly ran towards his hometown.

Unexpectedly, he was still a step late.

Back at the entrance of the village, I saw a group of able-bodied men in military uniforms, tall or thin, with cold and aloof faces, pointing the villagers to gather at the gate with guns in their hands.

Not to mention the five flowers are tied together, the demeanor is even more aggressive.

Even his younger sister Luna was forced to kneel down on the side of the road, behind him were two soldiers with twinkling eyes and malicious intentions.

In this era of doomsday, the law has become fragmented, strength is everything, and there is no such thing as human rights at all.

"What are you doing?!"

Agni was out of breath and rushed forward yelling, he even felt a rush of heat rushing through his head.

At this time, a leader-like man in the crowd heard the movement, turned his head, and looked at the young face from afar.

After a while, he suddenly grinned.

"Pay attention to your attitude." He said with a haughty tone, but unexpectedly, this warning was not directed at Agni.

Instead, they are facing those subordinates who are plotting against the law.

"Be polite to the elderly. We're just passing through the village. Don't move around. We're not here to snatch slaves today."

This remark directly caused Agni, who was still full of hostility, to fall into a slightly startled state.

What's going on here?

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Didn't they come to make trouble?

What about slaves?

Seeing how relaxed and casual the leader man said, could it be that in other villages, this guy had forced people into slavery.

Burning, killing, looting? Doing all kinds of evil?

But this attitude seems to be a little different?

Agni already felt that he couldn't turn his head around, and was confused by this guy's aggressive attitude and the completely opposite gentle tone.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the leader man strode over again, grabbed the arm of the boy in front of him with a smile, and spoke again in a gentle tone.

"My name is Dema, and I am the captain of this army. You can also understand it as the leader." He said, expressing his intention of coming, saying that he did not come here to make trouble. The reason why he came here was just to want to I need to borrow some food and fuel to facilitate future tasks.

"We fell into a deadly battle when we fought with the team next to us. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and there were no supplies. I hope everyone in the village can help."

Soft tone as always.

This time, Agni, who is the protagonist, recovered from the daze.

Seeing him frowning slightly, he shook off the big hand on his shoulder.

"Hurry up and go back, our place is also very barren, we don't have what you want!" Saying this, he frowned and looked at the group of soldiers with an unkind expression.

The tone can be described as one of alienation and isolation.

It cannot be said that Agni, the protagonist, is ignorant of flattery.

After all, the background is such a lack of supplies. It may even be just a pack of compressed biscuits, which can be the rations of some villagers in the village who refuse to eat human flesh for nearly three days.

Under such harsh conditions, how could there be any right to charity?

Feeling the arm being thrown away, Dema didn't show too much annoyance in the face of the extreme resistance on this person's face.He even looked at his own arm, and grinned in a rather appreciative manner.

He praised Agni for his strength and vitality.In such a food-scarce world, there are not many young people with such strength.

He even extended an olive branch to the protagonist, asking if he would like to join his army.

"Do you know Besim Drucker?"

"what is that?"

"That's where our army is stationed. It's a beautiful country ruled by a king." Dema explained. To get everything you want, the capital is even gathering an army, what you need is a talent like you."

Dema talked eloquently.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

That brilliance is called fascination.

A brainwashed fascination.

He was still talking.

The army can be assembled in no time.

When the combat power is complete, they will have the capital to develop against the Ice Witch.

"What will happen after the war?"

"Of course it is to take back the green color for this world." Dema smiled, turned around, and continued to look at the boy in front of him with meaningful eyes.

His expression was as sincere as ever.

"So, will you accept the invitation? Fight for your own honor, and for the greenness of this world."

At that moment, Agni seemed a little shaken.

He recalled thinking about the past with his sister Luna every night in that cold and cramped cabin.

All the creatures that could be seen everywhere in the past can only be preserved in fairy tale books now.

It wasn't what he wanted to see at all.

If he really joins the army, if he has his own strength and wants to defeat the Ice Witch, maybe the winning rate will be slightly higher, right?

Agni was a little moved.

After a while, he shook his head again for some reason.

"You go, I won't leave."

"Why?" Dema raised her eyebrows, "Is there anything in such a dilapidated village that is worthy of your nostalgia?"

Perhaps it was the sore foot that was poked, Agni frowned, and his tone was as impatient as ever, "There is no reason, I just don't want to go."

People who are not on the same front line, if they advise too much, they will give people the illusion of evil intentions.

Dema smiled, and didn't say anything more, except for a few sentences about this guy's stubbornness, the atmosphere of the chat was not full of gunpowder.

During the stalemate between the two, the soldiers under him had already started to carry all the looted materials on the plane.

Agni watched silently, but did not intend to resist.

After all, he is just a blessed beneficiary who has no power to restrain the chicken.

As the army saw, the village was indeed dilapidated, and even if the floor was dug out, there was only a small amount of food and goods that could be picked up.

Just when this confrontation was about to come to an end.

Suddenly, an inexplicable turning point appeared like this.

The cause was a soldier.

The other party stumbled out of a house in a village with a pile of cooked rotten meat in his hand.

Although the aroma was not overflowing, Dema frowned almost instantly due to the extremely familiar appearance.

In this barren world, this village is so dilapidated that it can't even afford half a tank of fuel. Where did the condition of eating meat come from?

Is it...

"Where does this meat come from?" Dema walked up quickly and asked sharply.

But the little soldier said loudly: "It was searched from the villager's back kitchen, it's human flesh!"

"Human flesh?" Dema was very surprised.

"Yes, all the flesh is scraped from human arms, and there are many bones beside it. We have carefully investigated them. They don't belong to any other animal bones, but are real, human bones. bone!"

And the voice just fell.

The small troops who were in charge of searching the villagers' back kitchens had already rushed over at a hasty pace.