The continent where the dead and humans live has long been named, because they are far away from the continent where the orcs and elves live, and they are located on the north and south sides respectively, so they are named "South" in a very unlevel and quite simple and straightforward way. Continent and Northern Continent.
The part where humans and the dead are located is the northern continent. This continent is like a wide triangle placed on the side, and in the middle of the triangle is a very steep and extremely wide mountain range that divides the lands of humans and the dead. Come.
This mountain range is the vertical and horizontal range.
The dead are located in the north of the Zongheng Mountain Range, which has more mineral resources, but because of the climate, only four or five months of the year are in spring and summer, and the remaining nearly seven months are in the spring and summer. It is cold and windy and even snow-covered in autumn and winter. This kind of climate has led to the fact that the agricultural resources on the side of the dead are not particularly developed and rich. Fortunately, after the alliance with the orcs, their agricultural products are very abundant. Alleviating the shortage of dead.
Below the vertical and horizontal mountains is the territory of humans. Compared with the dead, humans obviously occupy a place with a more pleasant climate. Humans multiply here very quickly. It is said that in the few years after the end of the world, humans ushered in a birth peak. , many children were born.
It is precisely because of this vertical and horizontal mountain range that naturally divides the two races, that the two races are separated from each other, from peaceful to covetous.
Before the battle between humans and the dead, in fact, the relationship between humans and the dead is still very deep. After all, no matter how much friction there is, in fact, for ordinary players, they think more about benefits, so in There are still many human beings and dead people active near the Zongheng Mountain Range, and they will often go to each other's territory. After all, there are still many small copies and various resources in the Zongheng Mountain Range.
These small copies and resources may be looked down upon by the higher-ups in the race, but for ordinary players, it is an excellent choice to improve themselves and support their families.
It is also for this reason that ordinary human players could often be seen coming to supply supplies in the Cold Wind Fortress at that time, and dead players were often seen in the border towns on the human side, but after this war, humans and dead players It seems that there is a vertical
The changes brought about by this war are quiet and profound.
According to all the dead who were sent back by Mo Ran through the simple teleportation array, they were teleported to a small farm deep in the Zongheng Mountain Range. This place is located on the human side of the Zongheng Mountain Range, not far from the Cold Wind Fortress. It is too close, but it is still easy to return to Coldwind Fortress through Border Town. However, at that time, because of the relationship between humans and the dead, they could not enter Border Town, so they returned to the dead from the extremely hidden small farm. The site still took a little effort.
Fortunately, they went very smoothly along the way, and even arrived at Cold Wind Fortress before Mo Ran.
According to their description, the location of this small farm is very clear, but it is quite hidden. Not to mention that it is difficult to find the dead, I am afraid that even humans will have to spend a lot of money to find this small farm. effort.
But for Mo Ran, this is not difficult.
Although her level has dropped to level six, and although she has just recovered from a serious illness, there are generally only two types of places where Mo Ran can be placed, one is where she finds it boring and does not want to go, and the other is where she is willing to go. The terrain is too steep, too many guards, very dangerous or something that can't even be called difficult.
It was also for this reason that Mo Ran resolutely ran away from King's Landing City on the second day when Li Linlang judged that he was completely healed. Although no dead person supported this approach, Mo Ran still ran away. She said that the level is too low and she is not used to leveling. This kind of reason even makes the high-level people who do not support her have nothing to say.
The guards are so strict, the gap between human beings and the dead is relatively impossible to bridge, the human beings are fighting, and the other reasons are too dangerous in Mo Ran's eyes.
She didn't even care about the human patrol less than 20 meters away from her. She crossed the border directly and disappeared into the vertical and horizontal mountains.
"Did you just see a dead man running over there?" A scout in the patrol team stared at the place where Mo Ran had just disappeared, full of doubts in his heart.
And his companions are also very
"Does it need to be reported?"
"Don't use it for now, maybe we misread it..." The scouts of the patrol rubbed their eyes, and they got closer to observe the situation on the ground. There were no footprints, no traces, nothing.
Now the upper class of human beings is fighting very seriously, and naturally the internal friction is also very serious. Although the dead are still strictly guarded against, if there is no confirmed news and they report it rashly, it will be fine if they are not held accountable. Come down, and find nothing, and they'll have pretty serious responsibilities.
It is precisely for this reason that the scouts below are very cautious about reporting the enemy's situation.
However, Mo Ran doesn't care about the entanglement of the human scouts. What she cares more about now is that she can't find the small farm.
Although she has the maps in her hand, because the players who draw these maps have only been here once, the maps they draw are only approximate locations. problem.
The Zongheng Mountain Range is a very fair mountain range. Its fairness is mainly reflected in its similar geological environment, similar plants growing everywhere, similar distribution of animals, and even more similar scenery. The difference is that the alpine plants are mostly on the side close to the dead, while the temperate plants are mostly on the side close to humans. If we must say how to accurately distinguish the specific location of the vertical and horizontal mountain ranges, it depends on the distribution of plants in the mountains. There are hundreds of copies of large and small.
Mo Ran looked at the extremely rough map in her hand, and felt that she could not find the small farm by relying on this map, so she simply changed her purpose.
For each dungeon in the SOLO vertical and horizontal mountains, practice leveling, pick up some materials, and find this small farm by the way.
If you want to ask why Mo Ran is so determined to find this small farm, it is probably because she has little curiosity left. She is very curious about who was able to hide the many obstacles and send that special game launcher to him. Own.
Is it the dead? It didn't feel like that. Under the circumstances at that time, if there were dead people who could send such things into the research institute, why didn't he just save all the dead people?
Will it be human? It feels even more impossible, after all
Could it be another race? Mo Ran thought about it from countless tricky angles, but she couldn't figure out who the sender was.
Probably all living species are like this, the more unexpected things are, the more curious they are, and the more they want to know the answer.
The person who gave Mo Ran the game launcher left her two things at that time, one was medicine and the other was a teleporter. Either of these things could easily make her leave the research institute, but why did she send two things? piece, rather than just one piece?
Mo Ran would not think that the teleportation array was given to other dead to escape. She firmly believed that the two things were left to her by the other party, and that the other party left her the right to choose, which means fully respecting her choice.
This is something that Mo Ran has never experienced from her previous life to this life.
No matter in the previous life or in this life, Mo Ran has made too many choices, but every choice seems to be right on the string, and it is a choice made under the last resort.
Only this time was different. The other party gave her a choice, and she was completely respected and indulged.
It is precisely because of this kind of respect and connivance that Mo Ran has a kind of shock that hits the depths of his heart, and this kind of shock can only be felt by Mo Ran himself. Mo Ran even believes that the other party also understands that she can feel this kind of shock. Will give these two things.
The more this happened, the more curious Mo Ran was about who this person was.
The dead who came back from the teleportation array said that it was a very small farm, but they didn't see anyone there, only a teleportation array.
Mo Ran thought, did the person who set up the teleportation array really not be on the farm at the time, or did he find out that the person who teleported back was not himself and avoided it, or was there some other reason?
Mo Ran didn't confirm whether the person who sent these things would be willing to see her, but no matter what the reason was, she told herself that she must go this way, even if she couldn't find this person in the end, she would still go this way , she needs to confirm it in person, which can be regarded as an explanation for herself.
This trip has really traveled a lot.
Vertical and horizontal mountains
Even if she has nothing to do, she will combine each dungeon she has gone through with the strategies she knew in the previous life to write a new strategy. These strategies are detailed to what materials are in each dungeon, and even what hidden treasure chest is in each dungeon. Even monsters drop everything.
After finishing writing, Mo Ran put on a vest and released these strategies to the black market. She never expected that they would become popular all of a sudden and make her a lot of money. reality version.
And when she went through all the dungeons of the vertical and horizontal mountains, and perfected the strategy by the way, more than half a year has passed, and it seems that time has come to the hot summer again.
Just when Mo Ranyi, an idiot, couldn't find this mysterious small farm in her life, she found it.
Moreover, Mo Ran didn't remember the process of finding it at all, as if she took a walk out of the dungeon, and then she found it.
Mo Ran stood outside the small farm, looking around the place.
As the sun sets, the golden afterglow seems to coat the surroundings with a layer of translucent golden light.
Mo Ran looked at this small farm quietly, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it was very familiar. Everything seemed to be what she had expected most: for example, there was a spring flowing down near the mountain depression, and a building was built beside the spring. There is a small waterwheel, even the style of the waterwheel is the one she likes very much; for example, there is a big sweet-scented osmanthus tree planted near the door, although it is not the time for sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom, Her favorite swing hung on the thick branch.
Also, the three low thatched houses look clumsy in shape, the gravel road leading to the door, the thick and sturdy wooden chairs placed under the windows, and the unknown wild flowers planted on the window sills, Everything was exactly as she had imagined.
This was originally
Mo Ran looked at this small farm quietly, her mind gradually churned up some memories that she had forgotten long ago, even memories that she thought would always be forgotten, as if someone had chiseled through the thick ice A small hole, only a little water gushed out at first, but as more and more water gushed out, the hole in the thick ice layer began to grow bigger and bigger, and finally, those thick ice surface All rushed away.
She always thought that she was a brave person, but until this time, she realized that all her bravery was pretending, and she simply had no way to have the courage to face the things that really needed to be faced.
Her throat started to dry out, she even felt a little regretful that she was standing here, she didn't even dare to think about why such a thing happened, all her mind and energy kept telling herself—this is impossible.
For a moment, Mo Ran had never hated her curiosity as much as she did now, and this hatred made her want to keep stepping back.
It took only a few seconds for this kind of retreat from germination to reality. Mo Ran was almost like seeing a ghost. She turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, she heard the thick room The door opened with a "squeak", and the sound cast a immobilizing spell on Mo Ran who was about to escape, making her stand in place like magic.
Her eyes were fixed on the crack of the opened door.
In fact, at this moment, Mo Ran herself couldn't tell clearly what she hoped to appear behind this crack in the door.
The person who opened the door didn't make Mo Ran wait for long, and soon he walked out of the room, Shi Shiran stood at the door, with his arms folded on his chest, leaning lazily on the door frame as if no one else was there.
It was Ming Yuechen.
Mo Ran only felt that her heart had stopped beating. In fact, she should have guessed it was this person a long time ago, right? However, for some reason, there was a faint expectation in her heart, that is, Ming Yuechen, anyone is fine, as long as it is not Ming Yuechen.
from now on
Is the person in front of me Ming Yuechen, or that person's face, or that face that is still shocking even without a smile, not to mention that he suddenly laughed at this moment, as if in an instant, the enchanting and gorgeous poppies.
It was still the same face, but Mo Ran felt in an instant that the Ming Yuechen in front of him was not the Ming Yuechen who was in the chasm with him, he was more like...
Mo Ran almost held her breath, but the air still slipped into her shriveled lungs from her thin panting, and she remembered that day in her mind, when she saw Ming Yuechen's last glance, and felt him holding his hand. The moment Feng Chuixue in her hand was sent into her chest, she suddenly seemed to realize something, and what she realized almost made her heart tremble.
The two of them stood quietly, although they were so close, but they seemed to be separated by a bottomless chasm, and also seemed to be separated by an insurmountable barrier in the past and present, just when Mo Ran thought they would always be isolated here At that time, she heard Ming Yuechen speak, his voice was deep and slow, just like she had heard countless times, just like the ancient and long cello sound in the empty hall, gently plucking the listener's heartstrings.
"Good afternoon."
Ming Yuechen said so.
He is so relaxed and comfortable, he is so casual and leisurely, just like a traveler who has walked through the long heat and fatigue, standing outside a small farm, and the strange farmer inside the farm raised his head and rushed Looking at him with a smile and a friendly greeting, it was so normal and calm, yet so shocking to Mo Ran.
Mo Ran moved her lips, subconsciously she wanted to reply, but her throat seemed to be filled with hard cement, she couldn't even utter a word, her eyes seemed to be glued together On Ming Yuechen's body.
In those eyes, there was too much suspicion, too much panic, too much panic, and too much resentment. These not-so-good emotions mixed together, making Mo Ran feel as if Set off a monstrous wave that could swallow everything.
And Ming Yuechen didn't seem to feel the huge wave that was about to burst out at all, and he still smiled comfortably. He even put down his hands on his chest and waved at Mo Ran.
Enthusiasm, but it's the kind of enthusiasm that comes from a stranger. Ming Yuechen's smile seems to not know Mo Ran at all. He seems to be the owner of this farm and is entertaining a traveler from afar.
Mo Ran seemed to be bewitched, she raised her feet and walked towards the small courtyard, walking towards the courtyard along the flat road paved with stones.
However, when Mo Ran stepped through the low courtyard gate and passed through the fence covered with roses, she stopped and refused to take another step forward.
Ming Yuechen didn't invite too much, nor did he force too much, he just glanced at Mo Ran, then turned and walked into the room, without much effort, he brought a set of tea sets from the room, and went to Mo Ran came over.
His steps were solid and powerful, and he stepped on the neat stone road step by step, but when Mo Ran looked at the steps, he had the illusion that he was stepping on his own soul. Soon, Ming Yuechen stood on Mo Ran's footsteps. In front of Mo Ran, he put the tea set in his hand on the table in front of Mo Ran, and then sat down.
"Sit down, even if you have to go and drink some water." Ming Yuechen was unusually calm when he said this, he didn't even lift his head, as if all his attention was projected on the matter of making tea in front of him.
Until this moment, Mo Ran's eyes turned away from Ming Yuechen's body, and fell on the skillful movements of Ming Yuechen's hands.
Her pupils gradually tightened in that movement that exudes the fragrance of tea, and she remembered the things of her previous life.
If before the end of the world, Mo Ran was probably like any ordinary social animal in the world, constantly running around for a living, she probably wouldn't have anything to do with a proud man like Ming Yuechen for the rest of her life.
However, when that accident that no one can control and no one can predict comes, it is not only the world that is changed, but also the fate of many people.
Mo Ran is one, and Ming Yuechen is one.
Probably, Ming Yuechen before the apocalypse would never have imagined that he would still make tea for people in his life, and it was like this every night.
Mo Ran's life before the end of the world was hasty and rough. Such haste and roughness made her unable to calm down to appreciate the beauty outside of life.
Until that day when she was sitting by the window, Ming Yuechen suddenly got excited and made a pot of tea.
Mo Ran often thought that at that time Ming Yuechen actually wanted to drink, so he brewed a pot, but when he saw himself staring at him eagerly, he asked casually, "Do you want to drink?"
And when she held the bowl of tea, took a sip, and felt for the first time that the fragrance of tea, a magical plant, contaminates her entire life. She squinted her eyes and smiled, sighing casually, "If, every day Just have a drink."
Ming Yuechen just tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes shining brightly in the setting sun.
From now on, as long as Ming Yuechen is in Tiandu City, at sunset, Mo Ran will definitely have such a cup of tea in his hands until...
she leaves.
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