No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
Now that they can finally communicate, Ning Fan naturally wants to resolve this doubt.
What I never expected was that the other party didn’t even know what Shangcheng was!
Ning Fan felt as if he had grasped some information, but he couldn't piece it together for a moment.
"What was the world you lived in before like?"
Ning Fan asked hurriedly.
“It’s beautiful.”
As the man spoke, his eyes softened.
Very beautiful...
This answer is very general.
However, it also revealed a piece of information.
The lower town cannot be associated with the word "beautiful"!
"That……"
Ning Fan was about to ask again, but he found that the other party had come to him without him knowing when.
Ning Fan was stunned.
But the man had already pulled out a black dagger from his waist and slashed it across his throat.
"Never ignore your enemies at any time."
The man's words echoed in Ning Fan's ears.
Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes!
He woke up.
In the dream, he was killed again.
He's already used to this kind of thing.
"Oh shit."
Ning Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even bother with your old face!"
Ning Fan was obviously a little unhappy about being ambushed.
"Dafan, what's going on?"
Xu Ben, who was gnawing on a pig bone, was stunned when he saw Ning Fan waking up and started scolding him.
"It's okay, I just dreamed about a bitch."
Ning Fan evaded the question and came to the dining table. He grabbed a chicken leg and started eating it angrily.
Seeing that Ning Fan was in a bad mood after waking up, Xu Ben didn't want to offend him and ate quietly.
"By the way, you went up to the fourth floor too?"
Ning Fan suddenly asked.
"Ah? Ah!"
When Xu Ben heard this, he immediately laughed.
"But I'm different from you! I got in by myself, not through the backdoor."