The door of history has been deposited in the torrent of ancient earth for thousands of years.

From what moment did it start?

Perhaps it was when the icy wind stung the human cheeks, but amidst the wasteland and yellow sand, they recalled the lively scenes of the past, and made up their minds to fight against the weirdness, hoping to usher in world peace and hope that humanity would no longer be polluted.

But when we face the weirdness with all our might, we find that the game of life seems to be a dead end.

It’s as if death is the inevitable end of humankind, and all the excitement and revelry are just a rush towards death.

But humans refuse to give up.

In the past, in the past, in the wasteland, in the city, amidst the hawking sounds in the streets and alleys, even hiding in the bushes, in the midst of things happening nowhere—

Everyone is working hard.

Just as there has never been rapid progress in the development of history, when there is a cultural gap, the technological civilization of future people may even remain at the level of 4,000 years ago.

When you can feel that technology is advancing by leaps and bounds, it means that mankind is suffering a huge disaster. Even so, it is not a case of going from 0 to 100, but more of a small step forward in decimal units.

By the time humans finally realized this, the development of technology had already happened a long time ago, and they even realized it belatedly. Perhaps everything was already lucky enough.

They entered a new instance.

Everywhere they went was a sea of ​​yellow sand. Even the first reaction of everyone who entered this copy was that they had just passed through ancient buildings or were still in the ancient Earth.

It wasn't until they noticed the weather was completely different that they realized they had entered a copy.

"Why are we still in this yellow earth? It's impossible to tell where we are..." Qi Bufan had a headache. "I remember the last time we entered the Tang Dynasty dungeon, the place we landed was also yellow sand..."

"Indeed, both landing sites were in the desert." Yue Chuliang seemed to be thinking, "I just don't know what era this desert is in. Perhaps we won't know until we reach the edge of the desert..."

Fortunately, everyone was fully prepared and had enough warm clothes and food.

As for the main star—

The principal, who had originally planned to discuss with Lin Yi whether to circulate the information to the entire human race in some way, said:???

No, where are the people at 0 o'clock?

He stood at the office door and looked at the deserted office with his eyes wide open.

A bad feeling rose in the man's heart. His lips trembled when he thought of 01's previous bold actions and the things he did before becoming a teacher that were nothing less than ridiculous and absurd.

Could it be what I think?

Could it be what I thought?!

But when he saw that there was no response to the message he sent for a long time, he fell silent.

The principal sent messages to several other teachers, and they all responded quickly, but everyone was a little confused about 01's disappearance.

【Isn't he always in school? I don't know where he went.】

[I heard that one of his students was involved in a serious pollution riot. I think I visited his home, but I'm not sure what happened after that...]

[Yes, that student is quite special. His pollution level has reached 81%, which is considered extremely polluted. However, it seems that student has left the school clinic...]

The more the principal listened, the more absurd it seemed to him. Yueting, on the other hand, felt that only 01 could do such a ridiculous thing.

But when he searched for student 01's light computer, none of the messages he sent received a response.

Principal: "..." What on earth did these people do behind my back?!

"A spaceship that was being repaired at the port seems to have disappeared. The mechanical octopus has reported the missing spaceship's serial number."

When the principal received this text message, his expression changed, as if he had guessed where those people had gone.

He became angry and anxious, and couldn't help muttering: "I told you not to go to Ancient Earth recently, don't go to Ancient Earth! Why is this guy still taking the lead in breaking the rules..."

"When can't we go? Why do we have to go now? It's crazy! Everyone is making such a fuss at this time!"

The principal rubbed his brows bitterly and looked outside wearily.

The sun has been repaired at this time, but it doesn't seem to be working very well yet.

Many residents complained about the flickering state.

Originally, the people above wanted to wait until the sun was completely repaired before reopening it, but as the darkness grew longer and longer...

As more and more Alliance citizens riot, the darkness brings not only a visual sense, but also a psychological sense.

People who stay in darkness for a long time will inevitably become depressed.

This is human nature engraved in our genes.

At this point, nothing else matters anymore. The moment the light comes on, all the arguments are extinguished.

…

This world is weird.

But this world is much more normal than the ancient Earth. At least, although the temperature here is a bit hot, it is still within the acceptable range for the human body.

"Why does the temperature in this desert seem similar to the surface temperature of most deserts in our 22nd century? Generally speaking, it's not as extreme as the deserts of their future people. The snowmelt temperature can drop to -450 degrees..."

"Although I don't remember how long I watched the live broadcast, I know they seemed to spend a lot of time in the yellow sand. This pure wasteland style is really despairing."

"Everyone seems so preoccupied with watching the livestream that they've forgotten to check out the new features of the livestream app. Who knows, once our levels reach a certain level, we might be able to discover more of the world's truth..."

"I'm a little confused about that time tunnel. What will happen after it's opened? Will people from the past go to the future, or will people from the future come to the past? Or will Gu Xingmiao go home?"

go home.

When this word appeared, many people became tearful.

People in the future want to go home.

And Gu Xingmiao also wanted to go home.

The sun is still in the sky and the moon is still there at night, but the shadow that weighs on humanity cannot be dispelled.

It's the kind of person who knows that the future is heading towards destruction, but still works so hard—

Isn't it just about learning civilization? Do it!

Gu Xingmiao licked his dry lips, picked up a bottle of colorless and tasteless nutrient solution and drank it all in one gulp. His eyes fell on the distant desert.

The sun was setting, and the horizon between the sun and the desert formed a line, and the light it cast was full of the warmth of the sunset.

Not knowing how long they had walked, Gu Xingmiao once again saw scattered buildings. These buildings were very similar to the gatehouse they had seen on the surface of the ancient earth.

This also told everyone that they were heading towards the edge of the desert and might be coming to a human gathering place.