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Thank you to Nishishita Arikina Chestnut 1

Xixili heard the name "Exodus" from a copy.

"Survival, resources, and safety are not problems in that place."

The dungeon creature that gave her the reward for completing the level was a short and fat garden gnome, as if it was an endorsement, and it was obvious that it didn't care about the well-being of the evolvers at all. "Even what you evolvers are most afraid of, that

This kind of fragmented random transmission will also be eliminated in that place... In Exodus, the glass-covered room is filled with green trees, vines, flowers and kingfishers, and the walkways are lined with various fruits and vegetables, which are all flourishing regardless of season.

Growing together. When you feel thirsty after walking, you reach out to pick an orange; when your legs and feet get tired, the bath is filled with fresh white water, which is steaming hot..."

"So much water? It's not for drinking, but for soaking?" Xixili was dazzled by what she heard. Maybe "digestion transmission" and "fresh fruits and vegetables" sounded too incredible, and they passed by her ears.

Instead, a pool of fresh hot water captured her imagination.

"I don't know how many years it has been, but Exodus has always existed in this universe. It is said that because it was originally born out of the desire to be rescued, reunited with relatives and friends, and want peace and tranquility, it can always reach

The people of Exodus will end their bumps and sufferings." The garden gnome said in conclusion, and handed the [Egg Fried Rice Fountain·Fifteen Days Edition] to her.

It sounds too ideal... If this message didn't come from a replica creature, Xixili would have suspected that it was just a doomsday legend. She has heard too many doomsday legends, and most of them are difficult to distinguish between true and false. For example,

It is said that the evolvers once established twelve human worlds; in the skies of the twelve worlds, aircrafts were passing by, lights flickered at night, and the streets were crowded with various shops... But she had never been there, and she had never heard of anyone.

Really been there.

"Where is Exodus? How do I get there?" Xixili asked dubiously, "Ah, I've heard of 'visa', do I need to find 'visa'?"

The garden gnome shook his head. "The way to Exodus is not a road or a piece of paper."

"what is that?"

The garden gnome raised his eyelids from under his hat, looked at her and replied: "It's a person. If you can meet one of the original members of Exodus, then you may have hope of entering that place."

Xixili left with more questions than when she arrived - she hardly obtained much useful information, and Exodus only seemed like a distant vision; just like the human imagination before, there was always a utopia.

Apart from anything else, listening to the garden gnome's voice, Exodus has existed for God knows how many years. Whether the original members are still alive is a question, not to mention that if you meet one, you have to recognize it?

Life in the apocalypse is hard and difficult, and she has to earn it day by day, hour by minute, but this is the only kind of life she knows. Even if she encounters good things, she doesn't dare to be too happy, for fear that something will happen to her.

When the Creator in the world sees it, she will realize that she has made a mistake and take back her good deeds; moreover, good things do not happen often.

But if there is a distant land of Canaan and a sustenance of hope, then everything suddenly seems to have meaning: Xixili imagined that every step she took was towards a certain direction and a certain goal.

Instead of just wandering around on the endless land - in this world where glory and mud coexist, there is another life waiting for her.

On this day, when she emerged from the white snowstorm and finally found a gathering place for the evolutionists to rest, Xixili felt as if her muscle fibers had been frozen into ice bars; as long as she fell onto a

If she fell, she was very sure that she would be broken into pieces.

"This world is indeed too difficult," the innkeeper is an evolutionist who runs a mobile business - they often have a small residence that can be carried around - he lit a fire and sighed to the evolutionaries gathered near the fireplace

: "The last time I heard an evolutionist who settled here said that after he walked for several months, there was almost nothing here except snowstorms."

This also explains why the prices of various materials and services in the place of residence are much more expensive than elsewhere.

"Everyone must have discovered that special items for insulation and heating are consumable in this world." The boss explained, "Things that can be used all the time in other places are likely to be consumed here in a week...

…It’s okay if you want to rest here overnight, but you must bring out heating items, even if they are not special items.”

The so-called resting for the night actually meant that everyone crowded together on the big bunk in the living room, with a ball of bed sheets placed in the middle, which was considered to be divided into men and women. Xixili used a small ball of hand-warming charcoal in exchange for the right of residence for two nights.

I was relieved that I no longer had to fight the blizzard.

Go to sleep, maybe you will be randomly teleported away tomorrow...

Perhaps he will never be teleported away in his lifetime.

Xixili rolled herself up in a thick coat and looked at the blurry shadows of the evolvers around her under the flickering light of the fire. She didn't even have the slightest desire to talk. It was meaningless. Instead of establishing a little connection and then being torn apart and washed away by the torrent, it would be better to

Avoid contact with people in the first place.

She struggled to absorb a little bit of warmth from the thick coat and the distant firelight, and then she pulled herself deeper into her body. In the biting coldness, she slowly fell asleep.

In the chaos that made it difficult to tell whether it was a dream or reality, she felt a figure climbing up from the other end of Datong Shop, and rustlingly touched a corner of the hall. No one moved because of this; inside the mobile house

Even the owner of the house cannot use force, which is another reason why people are willing to pay for a rest.

Xi Xili's soul curled up again and fell into a dark and warm dream.

However, the next moment, she woke up with a jolt, almost tearing her eyelids open - what was it? What woke her up?

The surroundings were still dark and quiet, and everyone was fast asleep, with long, warm breaths coming and going. There was no danger... Xixili quietly raised her neck and looked around slowly and silently.

The figure was sitting on a chair in the corner of the hall, with his back to her; because he was more than ten steps away and the room was dark, she couldn't see clearly what the other person was doing, as if he was holding something in his arms.

His voice was extremely low and soft, as if it was a dream that had risen from a room of sleep and had not had time to dissipate.

"Yes...I'll go back to Exodus tomorrow."


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