Perhaps because they were too tired, or perhaps because they were a little desperate, everyone actually ignored this problem for a while, and not only him, but also Gong Zhao disappeared.
When Old Man Kusong sacrificed himself to buy time for everyone, Dongfang Yanie was the first to run away. Logically speaking, he should also be the first to come here.
But at this moment, almost all human white buds have grown up, except Dongfang Yani is not there.
How is this going?
Could it be that he had arrived a long time ago but was actually hiding in the dark?
Or maybe he hasn't arrived yet and encountered some unexpected situation on the way?
Or... he had no intention of coming to this place like everyone else?
But apart from here, which place on earth is considered safe now?
If this current only backbone of mankind is not here to take charge of the overall situation, what on earth does he want to do?
No one can guess what Dongfang Yanie is thinking. This has always been the case from the past to the present, but with his absence, humans at this moment only feel a deeper despair.
And similar emotions are actually gradually spreading in all shelters on the earth.
In order not to affect the normal management of ordinary people, all information about the outside world is blocked. However, human nature naturally has a persistent pursuit of "rumors" and "conspiracy theories", so much so that "official"
Many people will express "doubt" about the announced news, but will "believe deeply" in some gossips from unknown sources.
Therefore, driven by some people with ulterior motives, many people began to attack the order maintenance of the shelter, and many self-proclaimed "sane" people also looked on with cold eyes.
After all, being able to see "power being shaken" can give some people inner self-satisfaction.
Fortunately, the Evolutionaries joined the management later, and this group of people with far higher than normal force suppressed the resistance very well. However, in fact, many people, including Li Shang, were confused about what they were doing.
Why is he now not fighting against the enemies who invaded the earth, but suppressing his own compatriots?
Why can't these idiots be obedient?
If someone could make a statistics, it would be estimated that the number of humans with negative emotions on earth is now the largest in history.
For various reasons, human beings will always fall into an emotional vortex that is difficult to extricate themselves from. Assuming that there is no external intervention, this emotional vortex will gradually erode people's will until they collapse.
Compared with such a chaotic world, there is a place on earth where a human being seems to be leisurely and contented.
China, Zhangjiajie.
It's another sunny morning.
Dongfang Yi stretched out and slowly removed the woman's hand from holding him.
Starting from about three hours ago, the energy fluctuations in the air gradually became chaotic. At that time, Dongfang Yi was still sleeping and was awakened by this.
If the prediction is good, the fight will probably begin, right? Dongfang Yi thought to himself.
In all his inner calculations, there were a total of 1,142 possibilities for humans to fight against the Star Raiders, and there were about 36 winning outcomes.
Old Man Kusong and his father Dongfang Yanie are both the best among men. They naturally have more things to consider than themselves, and they will definitely try their best to bring victory to the final result.
Of course, the premise is that the enemy has no extraordinary means.
If there is, then the probability of winning in the end is 0.
We cannot be so arbitrary. From a probability perspective, the probability of anything happening will never be absolutely 0, that is, it will approach 0 infinitely.
Dongfang Yi is very rigorous.
Although his personality and character are terrible, it does not mean that he is not smart. On the contrary, Dongfang Yi himself actually has a very high IQ.
The appearance and mind of the Dongfang family must be inherited from at least one person, right?
Within the range that he could feel, the energy fluctuations became more and more violent, and in the end it became a mess.
Then he felt nothing.
Did humanity win? Or lose?
Dongfang Yi didn't know and didn't care much. Winning or losing really didn't mean much to him.
So he got up.
Still washing up step by step, picking out clothes, opening the window to let the sunshine in... Hmm? Is the light a bit turbid today?
Then he walked out of the room facing the sunshine.
The wild flowers on the roadside were almost exhausted by Dongfang Yi these days, and new flowers had not had time to grow, which made him a little regretful.
He thought for a moment, then reached out and killed a golden pheasant hidden in the mountains and skillfully disemboweled it.
The beautiful feathers were completely stripped off, and the body was not stained with a trace of blood. Dongfang Yi held this bouquet of "feather flowers" with dirty hands and thought: Mom won't mind using this instead of flowers, right? They are all beautiful anyway.
Then he happily stepped onto the moss-covered stone steps and walked all the way up the mountain, leaving the dead wild birds lying casually on the roadside.
Soon, he arrived at the top of the mountain.
Still familiar trees, still familiar graves.
But today it seems...what's different?
Dongfang Yi's eyes changed slightly, and his originally smiling expression froze.
Only today, he is not the first person to visit the grave. There is already a bouquet of daisies with dewdrops in front of the wordless monument.
"She doesn't like things that smell of blood." A dull voice sounded from behind Dongfang Yi, "She doesn't like chicken feathers either."
The tall figure passed Dongfang Yi who was parked in place, walked under the old tree, and came to the tomb, blending in and becoming part of the painting.
Dongfang Yi casually threw away the bunch of flowers made of feathers and knelt down skillfully.
"I met my father," he said.
Dongfang Yanie didn't look back or answer, he just stared at the monument erected by his own hands.
A tombstone with no words inscribed on it.
I don't know if it's because in his eyes, his son is not as important as a grave.
Without his father's response, Dongfang Yi didn't dare to stand up like this, so he kept kneeling like this.
The fog in the mountains was thick in the morning, and it was easy for clothes to get wet, especially the areas in contact with the ground, so Dongfang Yi's carefully selected clothes soon became wrinkled.
"Very clean." Dongfang Yanie suddenly said, "Come here every day?"
"Yes." Dongfang Yi replied.
"How many days are left until the anniversary of her death?"
"Forty-eight days and nine hours."
"You remember clearly." Dongfang Yani raised his eyebrows, "Get up."
Dongfang Yi straightened up, but still did not stand, just kneeling on the ground.
“I don’t dare to forget my mother’s birthday and death anniversary.”
"Are you afraid or don't want to?" Dongfang Yanie's expression became a little playful.
Dongfang Yi did not answer, and Dongfang Yanie did not express any response to his son's silence this time. Every time the topic related to his wife came up, he would appear to be particularly tolerant.
"Your mother is a good girl, kind, upright, and gentle." Dongfang Yanie looked at the wordless tablet, "It's a pity that you didn't inherit any of her advantages."
"Oh, that's not right, you look a lot like her."
Dongfang Yi's delicate face does look particularly good-looking in the morning light. Coupled with his long hair hanging down his shoulders, if his gender is not informed in advance and his makeup is modified, some people may really think of him as a girl.
maybe.
But Dongfang Yi also knew that such words coming from his father were definitely not complimentary. He himself did not want to be humiliated because of his appearance anymore, so he took the initiative to speak immediately.
"I wonder what my father has learned from this visit?"
After hearing this, Dongfang Yani was silent for a moment, then straightened out his clothes, walked to the foot of the big tree and sat down cross-legged.
So the father and son sat down and knelt down, which seemed a little more harmonious than before.
"Humanity has lost."
The four words came out of Dongfang Ya Ni's mouth lightly, and fell into Dongfang Yi's ears lightly.
Humanity lost?
If you lose, just lose. It doesn't have much to do with you anyway.
Since you lost, why aren't you dead yet?
Although he was thinking about such treasonous words in his heart, Dongfang Yi's expression did not change at all.
"The withered pine is also dead." Dongfang Yani continued.
After hearing this, Dongfang Yi finally expressed something.
He knelt down and kowtowed to the west.
"Alas, great uncle, have a good trip!"
After saying that, he kowtowed two more times, with such force that the ground shook several times. It added up to three heads, which was a great gift.
"Then..." Dongfang Yi raised his eyes and looked at his father after kowtowing, "Should we run away?"
"The prerequisite for escape is to be able to escape." Dongfang Yanie said, "Besides, we haven't reached the last step yet."
Is this not the last step yet? Dongfang Yi thought to himself, will he surrender only if the enemy reaches his doorstep? Oh no, the enemy has already reached his doorstep.
Although Dongfang Yi doesn't know what price mankind has paid for fighting the enemy, considering that even the old man Kusong is dead, it must be that the current earth civilization has suffered heavy losses.
If this situation is not considered a dead end, then Dongfang Yi doesn't know what to do.
But the final "key" is still in the hands of Dongfang Yani, and Dongfang Yi, a small hidden seed, can't decide anything.
In other words, Dongfang Yi never regarded himself as a "participant" in this war from beginning to end.
"I only obey my father in everything." Dongfang Yi could only say this.
Hearing this, Dongfang Yani suddenly smiled for some reason.
Dongfang Yi, who had always been mediocre, was stunned by his smile. How many years had Dongfang Yi Ni laughed in front of him?
However, this kind of smile is not the loving and caring smile of a father towards his child, but more like the disdainful ridicule of a person who knows everything after seeing a liar.
Dongfang Yi suddenly felt creepy.
And what made him feel that the earth was shattering was yet to come.
Dongfang Yanie stood up, dusted off his body, then walked slowly to his son, then leaned down and whispered three words in his ear.