Chapter 29: The First Item: Deserted City Notes

The fog that shrouded the pit dissipated.

Sister Sa and Red Hair had no idea what had just happened. They only knew that the entire pit seemed to be covered by a barrier.

They couldn't see what was happening inside, nor could they hear any sound, so they could only beat on the barrier in vain.

As soon as the barrier disappeared, the two people immediately tied ropes and descended to the bottom of the pit, only to see this strange scene:

Chen Li was holding a human head, lying on the ground and breathing steadily.

The sack masks and notebook pages scattered nearby burned without fire.

As the orange-yellow flames gradually died out, everything turned into dust and was blown away by the wind.

The head in Chen Li's arms seemed to be disturbed by the fire, and looked like it wanted to cry but didn't dare to. After a few seconds, it slowly calmed down and fell asleep.

A rain fell from the sky, and the whole city was like a dead tree coming back to life in spring, regaining its vitality under the nourishment of the rain.

With the help of Li Dangxin, Hongmao put the heavy hat on his back.

They didn't bring an umbrella, so Li Dangxin took off his coat and wrapped it around Alai's head, then picked up the notebook and held it in his arms.

Chen Li slept soundly on Hongmao's back. He was not heavy, and Hongmao walked steadily with him on his back.

"Who?"

The delivery mission had not yet been completed, but Li Dangxin suddenly became alert towards the front.

On the other side of the pit stood two men.

One person stands in the light, while the other is always hidden in the dark.

Red-haired man saw the man standing in the light, with a deep mark on his neck.

"Are you Rengui?"

The person standing behind him is Lan Cheng, the author of "Notes from a Deserted City"?

Ren Gui glanced at them, and his gaze finally stopped on the red-haired man's shoulder.

He saw everything that happened in the deserted city just now.

Shen Li is very powerful, so powerful that he can kill Alai in seconds.

He thought he would completely destroy Alai.

But what he didn't expect was that Shen Li chose to tear off the pages of the book at the last moment, changing Alai's fate of becoming a villain.

The countdown above the sky continues.

"Now, hand me the notebook."

Li Dangxin was about to step forward when Hongmao suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a minute! The recipient is Lan Cheng, ask Lan Cheng to come and get it!"

Ren Gui turned around and whispered a few words of comfort to the person behind him.

The young man standing in the shadow of Ren and Gui then walked out timidly.

The man wore a pair of black-framed glasses and looked bookish.

He was not tall and was wearing a slightly old-fashioned plaid shirt.

After repeated encouragement from Ren Gui, He finally mustered up the courage to walk up to the red-haired man.

"Can you give me back my manuscript...?"

The tone of his voice was also hesitant.

In order to make sure that the person in front of him was indeed Lan Cheng, Li Dangxin was cautious.

"We have all read your novel Notes from a Deserted City. It's very exciting. To be honest, this is the first time I've met the author in person. Can you sign it for me?"

Li Dangxin took out a piece of white paper and a pen from his pocket.

Lan Cheng was frightened by Li Dangxin's sudden enthusiasm and looked behind him.

With Ren Gui's encouragement, he picked up the pen and signed his name.

Li Dangxin turned to the preface of the first paragraph of the novel "Notes from a Deserted City":

"When he was born, the snow stopped. Looking out the window of the detention center, beyond the wall, I saw the oleanders blooming."

——Blue City

Li Dangxin compared the signature repeatedly and confirmed that it was Lan Cheng himself, and finally he was able to complete the delivery task.

She breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the notebook with a smile. "Actually, I have never really understood this paragraph. Will oleander bloom in winter?"

Lan Cheng took the notebook, was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and pushed the frame of his glasses:

"No. But I like oleander very much, and I also like Ren Gui. Ren Gui was born in winter, so I made oleander bloom in winter. Because it's a novel, I think... in a novel, anything unreasonable can happen, right?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Li Dangxin saw the corners of his lips curved up when he said this.

The reflective lenses prevented her from seeing Lan Cheng's complete expression at the moment.

But she always felt that smile made her shudder.

A novelist wrote a book that caused the entire world to be destroyed and collapsed.

However, the culprit, under the protection of the characters in the book, became the only survivor.

Readers always feel that the protagonist of the book, Rengui, is pitiful and pathetic.

Doesn't that mean Alai is not pitiful? As the villain in the book, he is also unable to resist his fate.

Thinking of this, Li Dangxin suddenly realized Shen Li's actions.

So he also felt pity for Alai at the time and didn't completely destroy him?

Yes, although he looks dull on the outside, he is softer than anyone else on the inside.

He tore out the page belonging to Alai from the manuscript, completely changing his fate and redeeming Alai from the source.

Li Dangxin looked at Alai's head in his arms with a gentle expression.

Lan Cheng took two steps holding the notebook, then suddenly turned around when he remembered something, "Can you give it to me?"

He pointed to Alai's head, which Li Dangxin had wrapped in his coat.

Li Dangxin subconsciously resisted, but didn't know how to refuse.

Fortunately, the elusive blind man appeared like a savior.

His blind stick rested lightly on the hand that Li Dangxin was handing over the package, pressing down on that hand to prevent her from handing it over.

The blind man turned towards the direction of Lancheng and explained tactfully: "He is no longer a threat to you."

"Besides - he has chased you so many times before, haven't you been psychologically traumatized by the killings? Aren't you afraid of taking the head back? We will help you get rid of the head completely, don't worry!"

After being rejected by the blind man, Lan Cheng did not force it.

"You're right, Rengui, let's go."

He held a notebook and stood side by side with Ren Gui.

Rengui held up a red umbrella to shield him from the wind and rain.

The countdown on the sky curtain ended here.

[Congratulations on your successful delivery. You will be sent back to the lobby soon. Please stand still.]

Red Hair stood there with his heavy hat on his back, watching Ren Gui and Lan Cheng pass by them.

The countdown to transmission has officially begun.

[Ten, nine, eight...]

As he passed in front of them, Lan Cheng, who was under the umbrella, pushed his lenses up again and looked at the heavy hat on Red Hair's shoulders, with curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.

"This story is very interesting. Can I use it as inspiration for my novel?"

The blind man replied coldly: "As you wish."

The transmission started and the surrounding scene disappeared instantly.

Those who successfully delivered the parcels have been teleported back to the delivery hall of the Wuliang Express Company.

The red-haired guy on the side complained: "You dare to ask him to write a novel again? Are you kidding me? He wrote a book and destroyed an entire dungeon world!"

"If you don't let him write, will he stop writing?"

The blind man opened his telescopic cane, walked up to Li Dangxin, and asked her for no apparent reason, "What is the meaning of the oleander flower?"

The blind man seemed to already know the answer; he only asked the question but did not stay to hear the answer.

Leaving the delivery hall with a cane.

Li Dangxin always felt that the blind man was giving her some hint, so she connected to the company's internal network to check it out.

"The flower language of oleander: illusory beauty, femme fatale..."

Reading this, she once again recalled the smile that Lan Cheng always had on his face.

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

The reason why Ren Gui protected Lan Cheng after the copy collapsed was because Lan Cheng saved him time and time again during his successive time travels.

He felt that Lan Cheng was his savior.

But it was Lancheng that brought all these sufferings to Rengui!

Unreal beauty, femme fatale.

Is the Lancheng in Rengui's eyes really as simple and kind as he sees?

According to the regulations of Wuliang Express, the things brought out from the copy are divided into useful types and useless types.

All useless items must be burned, and useful items must be temporarily handed in after filling out a form. They will only be returned to them after it is confirmed that they are not contaminated by the copies.

Lee carefully unwrapped the package.

Alai's head was like that of a newborn baby, he was sleeping soundly.

Generally speaking, living creatures brought out from the dungeon cannot be kept and will be put into the incinerator.

What’s more, it’s a living human head.

But Li Dangxin decided to give it a try, so he registered the head under Chen Li's name and put it in the Wuling Box to hand it in.

Hongmao sent him to the dormitory according to the information on the registration form.

The electronic screen in the delivery hall shows that 337 parcels have been successfully delivered today.

In this era of universal delivery, countless people form teams, distribute packages, and deliver parcels every day.

Among these 337 successful orders, very few survived.

And how many people died due to failure in the delivery mission on the same day?

The death toll is never shown on electronic screens; this number only makes more people feel despair.

On the contrary, in order to increase employees' enthusiasm for delivery and expand the joy of success, Wuliang Express Company stipulates that all delivery personnel who successfully survive the day's delivery mission must participate in a collective celebration banquet.

There are four beds in the dormitory where Chen Li lives. The other three beds are shown as unassigned, and Chen Li is the only one in the room.

Because of the side effect of repairing the loose seal, Shen Li slept for six hours.

He was awakened by the pain.

I don’t know what special hobbies the managers of Wuliang Express have, but in order to prevent the couriers from missing out on key messages, every time an important reminder is issued, it will be tattooed on everyone’s left hand.

It was really painful to receive the message.

Chen Li sat up from the bed and glanced at the back of his hand:

Congratulations on the successful delivery. Please attend the celebration party on time at 8:00 this evening.

Following is a map of the banquet venue.

Chen Li wiped the blood off the back of his hand, washed his face and went out.

Because he has a poor sense of direction, he got lost at the 8 o'clock celebration banquet and did not arrive at the banquet hall until 9 o'clock with the guidance of the staff.

The virtual banquet hall can accommodate thousands of people.

The protagonist of the celebration banquet is of course the person who successfully delivered the package that day.

Chen Li was surrounded by staff and brought to the venue. He stood there for a while in confusion, looking out of place.

Everyone was celebrating and cheering.

Celebrate the successful delivery and celebrate that they have lived another day.

But Shen Li did not feel happy about completing the delivery task, he could not fit in at all.

So he quietly left the virtual banquet hall.

On the other side of the corridor, Shen Li suddenly saw Ye Minglang's figure flash by.