Roland closed the door so hard that he took two deep breaths.
The snowflakes stuck to him quickly melted into water droplets.
Although he had long understood the impermanence of dreams, this scene still shocked him.
Roland walked to the window of the utility room and looked out. The exterior wall was flat and there was no sign of the door, nor any repairs.
In other words, while the apartment building was built, the door was embedded in the wall, rather than being installed later.
So...is it only Room 0825 that has such an iron gate, or is it true for every resident?
If other rooms also have doors to different spaces, where would they be?
This idea made Roland excited.
He returned to the bedroom and found a set of winter clothes from the closet to put on it. The shriveled down jacket could tell at a glance that the hair was severely shed, and the wool scarf was even split, but he had no better choice at this time.
After putting on these cold-resistant clothes in midsummer, Roland suddenly felt like he was surrounded by a stove, sweat kept gushing out, and the temperature inside his body rose sharply.
When he came to the iron gate again, he kicked off the flip flops, changed into a pair of green leather shoes, and pushed the door straight into.
The bitter cold wind suddenly poured into his body through the gaps in his collar and cuffs. With the sweat flowing before, it felt extremely sour and refreshing.With the combination of hot and cold, he couldn't help but sneeze several times.
Wait, if you keep this door open, wouldn’t it be like you have an air conditioner that does not consume electricity at home?
I just don’t know what Jieluo will feel when she sees this scene.
Roland rubbed his nose and looked back at the opening of the door that seemed to be connected to a half-buried trough in the dirt slope. There were many such low warehouses around, obviously built by farmers or merchants living outside the city, usually used to store grain, ale or other debris.
However, no one was seen garrisoning around, and the camp seemed to have been abandoned.
The scene that surprised him was hundreds of meters behind the earth slope.
There are obvious boundaries in the world in front of you.
At the end of the field of view, the snow-covered slope was cut off in the waist, and the broken rocks floated in the air, as if they had lost their gravity. Further away, there were a chaotic whirlwind and irrelevant darkness. Occasionally, a red lightning flash would pass by, illuminating the border area, but even so, the darkness would be bottomless.
Although this scene is terrifying, it is extremely magnificent. If you have to describe it, it is like an isolated island floating in the void.
The border spreads along the mountains until it disappears into the wind and snow.
There is no doubt that there must be such a boundary on the other end of the Holy City, but the distance is too far and he can't see it for the time being.
Is this the memory fragment left by Jie Luo?
Roland dared not go to the border to see what happened. Whether it was the strong wind that tore the shattered rocks or the lightning that cut through the sky, it all revealed a dangerous aura.
He did not go to the Holy City immediately. From here, it would take at least half an hour to get to the city. If he hiked in the snow that was beyond his ankle, he should have prepared more fully.
Afterwards, Roland visited the outskirts camp.
Whether it is a basement, residential house or tent, the entire camp has no life at all, and all residents seem to have disappeared.
This scene is a bit like a soul battlefield, just using memory as the background stage.
According to this, the Holy City should be empty.
Although there is no trace of life activity, there are many things in the warehouse, and it seems to be frozen in the moment when the memory is peeled off.
For example, the grapes in Roland's hands.
He found it in a small building next door. The iron lock on the door couldn't stop him at all. He went back to the house and found a wrench and just unscrew the door bolt.
There are many foods stored in it, including pickled jerky, fish fillets, wheat... and half a box of grapes.
It looks very fresh and should have been transported from the old holy city below the plateau. If you pick one and put it in your mouth, you can feel its cold sweetness.
The biggest gain comes from finding a small iron box from the underground grid. It is not that he observed it carefully enough, but that the dark box hidden in the wall itself is in an open state. There is even a burning oil lamp next to it, as if someone happened to disappear without a trace when it was stored, leaving only the grating that was still in the future and closed and the iron box that was exposed half.
The box contained a dozen golden dragons and a few clear gems. You could tell at a glance that the quality was excellent. Roland put them into his pocket without hesitation.
After confirming that the things in the memory clip could be brought into the apartment, he immediately started to work.
After nearly two hours of tossing in the snow, Roland moved valuable things into the house little by little, including a lot of food and a small amount of weapons, such as armor, daggers and light crossbows. The former can save food expenses, while the latter may be able to be sold online.
It was not until the utensil was filled with the utensil that he reluctantly locked the iron door.
This feeling of picking up rags is simply amazing.
When he thought of the entire holy city for him to plunder, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Now let alone living expenses, getting rich overnight is not a problem.
Roland took off her clothes panting and was about to drink water when a strong sense of dizziness suddenly surged into her heart. What's going on?
He stumbled and took two steps, and before he could reach the coffee table, he felt his vision turn upside down, and then a bang, a darkness enveloped him.
……
When he woke up again, Roland found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom, feeling extremely sore all over, as if he had experienced a long-distance marathon.
The city outside the blinds was covered in night, and he obviously had been sleeping for more than an hour or two.
Perhaps it was because of the excessive mental fatigue and the heat stroke caused by the alternating stimulation of cold and heat. He thought to himself that he should take a nap before going.
But what surprised him was that his body did not feel much weak at this moment. Apart from the soreness, it was full of energy, as if a heat flow was constantly circulating in his body. Wherever he went, the touch became extremely sharp.
At this moment, Roland felt the slight breath coming from the pillow.
He turned his head slightly and saw Jie Luo lying beside him.
She held a wet towel in her hand, half of her cheeks were shining with moonlight, her thin eyelashes trembled slightly, and her back slowly rose and fell along her nose.
Perhaps it was because the room was too stuffy, her dress was soaked in sweat, and her arms were covered with fine beads of sweat, and at the same time it emitted a unique smell of sweat.
It was obvious that the little girl dragged him from the living room into the bedroom, and at the same time did the most basic cooling treatment. He smacked his lips, and there was still a smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in his mouth.
How did she pour the potion in?
Looking at Jie Luo's unprepared sleeping position, Roland shook her head helplessly, sat up quietly, carried the other person to the bed, and returned to the living room with slightest care. Since she cared so much about the cleanliness of the room, she would definitely not be happy to go to bed without taking a shower, so she simply threw it on her bed first and wiped the mat tomorrow.
Anyway, the above is dirty enough.
Lying on the sofa, he found that the soreness was fading away little by little, while the heat flow in his body became more and more obvious.
Roland realized that it was not an illusion.
But something indescribable.
He touched his pants pocket and took out a golden dragon brought out from the memory clip, holding it in his palm.
The heat flow condensed in the palm of his hand as he wished.
Roland clenched his fist hard and when he loosened it, the golden dragon had been folded into a half-moon shape.
The snowflakes stuck to him quickly melted into water droplets.
Although he had long understood the impermanence of dreams, this scene still shocked him.
Roland walked to the window of the utility room and looked out. The exterior wall was flat and there was no sign of the door, nor any repairs.
In other words, while the apartment building was built, the door was embedded in the wall, rather than being installed later.
So...is it only Room 0825 that has such an iron gate, or is it true for every resident?
If other rooms also have doors to different spaces, where would they be?
This idea made Roland excited.
He returned to the bedroom and found a set of winter clothes from the closet to put on it. The shriveled down jacket could tell at a glance that the hair was severely shed, and the wool scarf was even split, but he had no better choice at this time.
After putting on these cold-resistant clothes in midsummer, Roland suddenly felt like he was surrounded by a stove, sweat kept gushing out, and the temperature inside his body rose sharply.
When he came to the iron gate again, he kicked off the flip flops, changed into a pair of green leather shoes, and pushed the door straight into.
The bitter cold wind suddenly poured into his body through the gaps in his collar and cuffs. With the sweat flowing before, it felt extremely sour and refreshing.With the combination of hot and cold, he couldn't help but sneeze several times.
Wait, if you keep this door open, wouldn’t it be like you have an air conditioner that does not consume electricity at home?
I just don’t know what Jieluo will feel when she sees this scene.
Roland rubbed his nose and looked back at the opening of the door that seemed to be connected to a half-buried trough in the dirt slope. There were many such low warehouses around, obviously built by farmers or merchants living outside the city, usually used to store grain, ale or other debris.
However, no one was seen garrisoning around, and the camp seemed to have been abandoned.
The scene that surprised him was hundreds of meters behind the earth slope.
There are obvious boundaries in the world in front of you.
At the end of the field of view, the snow-covered slope was cut off in the waist, and the broken rocks floated in the air, as if they had lost their gravity. Further away, there were a chaotic whirlwind and irrelevant darkness. Occasionally, a red lightning flash would pass by, illuminating the border area, but even so, the darkness would be bottomless.
Although this scene is terrifying, it is extremely magnificent. If you have to describe it, it is like an isolated island floating in the void.
The border spreads along the mountains until it disappears into the wind and snow.
There is no doubt that there must be such a boundary on the other end of the Holy City, but the distance is too far and he can't see it for the time being.
Is this the memory fragment left by Jie Luo?
Roland dared not go to the border to see what happened. Whether it was the strong wind that tore the shattered rocks or the lightning that cut through the sky, it all revealed a dangerous aura.
He did not go to the Holy City immediately. From here, it would take at least half an hour to get to the city. If he hiked in the snow that was beyond his ankle, he should have prepared more fully.
Afterwards, Roland visited the outskirts camp.
Whether it is a basement, residential house or tent, the entire camp has no life at all, and all residents seem to have disappeared.
This scene is a bit like a soul battlefield, just using memory as the background stage.
According to this, the Holy City should be empty.
Although there is no trace of life activity, there are many things in the warehouse, and it seems to be frozen in the moment when the memory is peeled off.
For example, the grapes in Roland's hands.
He found it in a small building next door. The iron lock on the door couldn't stop him at all. He went back to the house and found a wrench and just unscrew the door bolt.
There are many foods stored in it, including pickled jerky, fish fillets, wheat... and half a box of grapes.
It looks very fresh and should have been transported from the old holy city below the plateau. If you pick one and put it in your mouth, you can feel its cold sweetness.
The biggest gain comes from finding a small iron box from the underground grid. It is not that he observed it carefully enough, but that the dark box hidden in the wall itself is in an open state. There is even a burning oil lamp next to it, as if someone happened to disappear without a trace when it was stored, leaving only the grating that was still in the future and closed and the iron box that was exposed half.
The box contained a dozen golden dragons and a few clear gems. You could tell at a glance that the quality was excellent. Roland put them into his pocket without hesitation.
After confirming that the things in the memory clip could be brought into the apartment, he immediately started to work.
After nearly two hours of tossing in the snow, Roland moved valuable things into the house little by little, including a lot of food and a small amount of weapons, such as armor, daggers and light crossbows. The former can save food expenses, while the latter may be able to be sold online.
It was not until the utensil was filled with the utensil that he reluctantly locked the iron door.
This feeling of picking up rags is simply amazing.
When he thought of the entire holy city for him to plunder, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Now let alone living expenses, getting rich overnight is not a problem.
Roland took off her clothes panting and was about to drink water when a strong sense of dizziness suddenly surged into her heart. What's going on?
He stumbled and took two steps, and before he could reach the coffee table, he felt his vision turn upside down, and then a bang, a darkness enveloped him.
……
When he woke up again, Roland found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom, feeling extremely sore all over, as if he had experienced a long-distance marathon.
The city outside the blinds was covered in night, and he obviously had been sleeping for more than an hour or two.
Perhaps it was because of the excessive mental fatigue and the heat stroke caused by the alternating stimulation of cold and heat. He thought to himself that he should take a nap before going.
But what surprised him was that his body did not feel much weak at this moment. Apart from the soreness, it was full of energy, as if a heat flow was constantly circulating in his body. Wherever he went, the touch became extremely sharp.
At this moment, Roland felt the slight breath coming from the pillow.
He turned his head slightly and saw Jie Luo lying beside him.
She held a wet towel in her hand, half of her cheeks were shining with moonlight, her thin eyelashes trembled slightly, and her back slowly rose and fell along her nose.
Perhaps it was because the room was too stuffy, her dress was soaked in sweat, and her arms were covered with fine beads of sweat, and at the same time it emitted a unique smell of sweat.
It was obvious that the little girl dragged him from the living room into the bedroom, and at the same time did the most basic cooling treatment. He smacked his lips, and there was still a smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in his mouth.
How did she pour the potion in?
Looking at Jie Luo's unprepared sleeping position, Roland shook her head helplessly, sat up quietly, carried the other person to the bed, and returned to the living room with slightest care. Since she cared so much about the cleanliness of the room, she would definitely not be happy to go to bed without taking a shower, so she simply threw it on her bed first and wiped the mat tomorrow.
Anyway, the above is dirty enough.
Lying on the sofa, he found that the soreness was fading away little by little, while the heat flow in his body became more and more obvious.
Roland realized that it was not an illusion.
But something indescribable.
He touched his pants pocket and took out a golden dragon brought out from the memory clip, holding it in his palm.
The heat flow condensed in the palm of his hand as he wished.
Roland clenched his fist hard and when he loosened it, the golden dragon had been folded into a half-moon shape.
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