The Wangs~

At the front was a young woman dressed in black. She has short hair, wears a thin black cotton jacket, and seems to be afraid Tang Mo will shoot again, as she holds up her hands vigorously to show she means no harm. She is followed by a short, thin young man. Both men are similar in size, and both hold their hands up as they step out of the boulder where they are hiding.

In this kind of farmland, the sound could not be collected, and many subtle sounds were swallowed up by the wind. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo had been concentrating on practicing their rifles, and since they were hiding far away, they didn't notice them at first.

Tang Mo scanned the two coldly, he looked them up and down before turning his head to Fu Wenduo. the two nodded, making sure that the man and the woman were no threat.

Fu Wenduo loosened his grip on Tang Mo's hand, and Tang Mo put his gun in his handbag. They didn't come any closer, they just watched the couple from a distance. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo did not say anything, these two people gradually a bit unable to hold on, the short-haired woman first said: "that ...... you believe that we do not mean any harm?"

Fu Wenduo did not answer. Tang Mo said faintly, "No." After a pause, he added, "Didn't believe it."

The woman's face froze, and she looked at her companion at her side at a loss for words. The man explained: ''It's like this, we live in a house not far away. This is a small town below Wuxi, she is my sister, my name is Wang Wenhao, her name is Wang Wenjuan. We both grew up in this town. We've been working in the city of Wuxi since we graduated from college, and then when Earth came online, she and I went back to our hometown to try to get away from the storm."

Tang Mo did not say anything, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on the man's face. He looked at Tang Mo , then at Fu Wenduo , and after a few moments, continued stiffly, "We are just ordinary reservists, there are some dangers in the city, there are a lot of powerful players, we ...... don t quite dare to stay there. Just think of going back home to plant our own fields and eat, avoiding those what horrible black tower games."

The short-haired woman hurriedly said, "It's like this. We really don't mean any harm. We haven't seen a living person for a long time, and we suddenly heard a gunshot before coming over to take a look twice. Don't misunderstand us, we'll leave now."

The two siblings looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo with great embarrassment; they could neither stand nor walk, and their faces were full of embarrassment. They did not look like ordinary peasants, and their speech was somewhat cultured, sounding as if they really were white-collar workers who had gone to college and later worked in the city.

Seeing that Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo did not talk to each other, these two also made a fool of themselves. The siblings looked at each other, turned around and wanted to leave.

Boom!

A dazzling white light flashed across the sky. In the next second, deafening thunder rang out above the heads of the four. A curved and terrifying lightning struck from one end of the sky to the other, almost smashing into this great land. The Wang family siblings scrunched their necks in fear at the sound of the thunder, and Fu Wenduo also frowned as he looked up at the pitch-black sky above his head.

A heavy dark cloud settled over the land with extremely low barometric pressure. The wind stopped on the farmland, and the dense feeling foretold of an impending downpour. It was the first rain of the spring to come, just after the New Year, and it might be an early spring this year.

The young man and woman looked at this dark cloud in the sky, and the man turned his head to Tang Mo: "This rain is about to fall, do you want to take shelter? Our house is just around the corner. Ah yes, you should have a car, you can also take shelter in the car. But I think this rain might be a bit heavy ......"

The two young men and women looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo sincerely, and they did not force themselves too much, they just casually said so. Fu Wenduo's gaze swept over the hands of these two men, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and he was just about to speak when he heard Tang Mo's voice calmly ask, "How far is it?"

Fu Wenduo turned his head to look at Tang Mo in surprise.

Wang Wenhao froze and said, "It's not that far, that row of farms in front of you, and that little two-story building in the center is my house."

Tang Mo looked up at the farmstead in the distance. It really wasn't that far, only a couple hundred meters. He said, "Trouble."

Not realizing that these two people would actually go home with them to avoid the rain, the Wang siblings were a bit of a novelty and quickened their pace to take their guests home. But they couldn't walk as fast as the rain, and halfway there, the bean-sized raindrops hit the four of them straight on. When they entered the house, Tang Mo's hair was wet. Fu Wenduo raised his hand and pushed the wet hair to the back of his head. The Wang siblings attentively found them a chair, and the two casually sat down.

The city is well supplied, but the truth is that when it really comes to food and water, it's nowhere near as good as the countryside.

The short-haired woman took out a bowl of vegetable soup from the kitchen, and served two bowls of steaming rice to Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, who calmly took it and placed it on the table without eating it. Tang Mo : "I just ate, I'm not really hungry."

The Wang siblings laughed dryly, and the four of them sat in the large living room of their rural home, looking at each other.

Fu Wenduo sat with a straight back even as he sat beside the door, pulling the chair up and placing it in front of the door. The chair was pressed against the door, pulling the door, which was open on both sides, halfway open. From time to time, rainwater blew into the room through the wind, as if he didn't notice, he looked down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tang Mo looked at the sky outside, "It's going to rain for at least another half hour."

The young man wondered, "And you know how to read the weather?"

Tang Mo did not deny. Outside this rain is raging, again pattering spring rain, with the thickness of this dark cloud, no less than half an hour will certainly not stop. He raised his head, his eyes scanned the room. This is an ordinary two-story rural building. Most people in the countryside do not engage in decoration, the floor is paved with cement. A large mirror occupied half of the wall, and on the side of the wall directly opposite was a long cabinet, on which was placed a shrine to the Buddha, as well as a statue of the Goddess of Mercy and a statue of the President.

The brother and sister seemed to have lived here for a long time, and every part of the house was cleaned.

Tang Mo watched for a moment and withdrew his gaze as he looked over at the embarrassed looking young man, "Something you want to talk about?"

The young man froze, and after a moment he said, "...... you know?"

Tang Mo didn't answer.

The young man coughed, a little less than kindly, "You are not bad people, if you really were, I'm afraid you wouldn't have spared us just now. My sister and I have stayed in our old home for a long time, and we are the only two living people in this town. We can't touch any black tower game here, and it's reasonable to say that we can also live by planting our own fields. But ......" his voice was bitter, "this ...... this ...... "

Tang Mo: "My name is Victor, his name is Don."

The young man nodded, he knew Tang Mo was speaking under a false name, but he didn't point it out. He said, "Victor, you know, a month and a half ago the Black Tower suddenly said that it requires every player to attack the tower once in three months. In that case my sister and I would have to participate in the Black Tower game."

Tang Mo: "What games have you participated in?"

The short-haired woman said, "We didn't participate in any games at all. We don't know how it happened, on that day four months ago, all the colleagues around us disappeared and we both survived. Then we went back home together and didn't participate in any games in the middle of it. Oh yeah, once, that time last November, we were dragged into a tower attack game by that stowaway named Fu Wenduo. It's that game that all the Chinese players participate in."

Fu Wenduo, sitting by the door, looked calmly at the rain outside the door, and Tang Mo looked at him without moving.

The young man said in a helpless tone, "So the two of us don't have any experience in playing games at all. We are especially happy to run into you guys this time, so we thought ...... Mr. Victor, Mr. Don, can you tell us some information about the Black Tower game. And also, how is the world outside?"

Tang Mo : "You guys came back here after you came online from Earth and didn't go out again?"

The young man nodded, "Well. on November 18th, Earth came online and everyone around us disappeared. on the morning of the 20th, my sister and I came back here. The most we've done since then is get dragged off to a weird tower attack game, and then we haven't seen anyone since. Mr. Victor, can you talk to us about what's going on out there? It's not free, we grew some of our own vegetables and made some buns. Supplies should be pretty tight out there right now too, so you guys can take them if you don't mind ......"

Bang!

A gust of wind blew through the house, blowing the door on the other side open. The iron clad door slammed hard against the wall with a rumbling sound. Fu Wenduo was unperturbed, as if he hadn't heard the terrible commotion, sitting alone in the doorway. The short-haired woman gave him a strange look as she walked forward, closing the door behind her, and said carefully, "Mr. Tang, why don't you stop sitting here? It's raining here."

Fu Wenduo looked up at her. His eyes were calm, his dark eyes stopped at this short-haired woman's body and looked at her fixedly. Wang Wenjuan was made nervous by his look, and she couldn't help but swallow, but she heard Tang Mo's calm voice ring out, "He likes to get wet."

With a step down, the short-haired woman hurried back inside.

The brother and sister hesitated. The young man added, "We really don't have much here either, Mr. Victor, and we understand if you don't want to talk about it. I'm guessing it must not be a very nice world out there either, where are you guys going from the highway? Do you guys want to go home too?"

Tang Mo: "We're going to Nanking."

"Nanjing, that's far away. There are so many cars stuck in traffic on the highway right now, it would take a day and a night to drive there."

The three spoke for a while longer.

The rain outside was getting lighter and lighter, and gradually, the rain stopped, with only some raindrops still floating in the air. Undeterred, the Wang siblings still wanted to learn some news about the outside world from Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo.

"The rain is going to stop, why don't you eat something before you go." The short-haired woman quickly ran into the kitchen and multiplied another bowl of hot vegetable soup out. This time, Tang Mo surprisingly caught the bowl of hot soup. A trace of surprise flashed across the woman's face, and after a moment's thought, she added, "Mr. Victor, can you really not tell us something about what's going on out there. We just need a little, we haven't seen a living soul in too long."

The siblings looked at Tang Mo expectantly.

Tang Mo's hand touched the edge of the soup bowl, he lowered his head and looked at the hot soup in the bowl with floating leaves. After a long time, he said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's rare for everyone to know each other for a game, so it's nothing to talk about."

The Wang siblings looked at him in surprise.

Tang Mo looked up and smiled, "But before that I would like to ask, have you ...... ever heard of the name Li Wen?"