I Am Your Sister

"Drip-player logout-protection system off."

Li Xin adapts with his eyes closed for a second or two, then takes off the sensor on his head and folds it into a wooden bed beside him.

Most of the water and rice did not enter, but there was no hunger in his belly. Li Xin's eyes lit up, turned over and got out of bed, his movements were clean and simple, and there was no trace of delay-fusion!

Finally, there was no longer the feeling that the soul was dragging the body through the water. Li Xin stepped on the low stool and pushed open the roof of the wooden house. His hands slowly climbed the wooden wall.

Li Xin's seventeen or eighty-year-old body is really very thin, even if Ms. Du has done everything she can and can do, the grown-up child in 3197 is really healthy and strong.

Obviously, these slender arms are not enough to make such a "big pull-up" movement, but Li Xin successfully climbed up.

It was a very strange and strange feeling.

In reality this is also the sunset time, but the sunset at 3197 looks dimmer. The dull embers were misty by flying sand, and looked gray and desolate.

Li Xin sat on the top of the wooden shed with his hands on his knees, and slowly extended his hand to make a fishing action. The small sand particles flying on the side were swirled and held, and stayed quietly in the spread. Palms.

Is this spiritual power?

Li Xin sat for a while, waiting for the sky to get dark, and there was only a whimper of wind around him, and he jumped from the shed and fell on the soft sand.

You have to go back to get food and water.

Over the years, Aunt Du’s supply has never been cut off. The food and other supplies are very rich, but she can really get less than eleven in the hands of her and Li Xin.

3197 has 3197 rules, and the outside world can barely interfere. The tenth that Ken is leaving is already an unspoken compromise.

3197, it is like the most sensitive nerve of all the people who know its existence in the Federation, and it is undoubtedly stepping on the red line of tolerance of all bigwigs.

Over the years, it seems that no one cares about it. In fact, every grain of rice, even if it is an ant, has been watched by many parties.

Can enter, but never out. Whether it is people, animals, news, items, transport robots will be destroyed on the spot.

But because of the excessive attention, each side will not act rashly.

The involvement is too heavy and too wide.

The catastrophe many years ago must not have any possibility of coming back again and again. There is no shortage of clever and extremely stupid strategists or researchers in the world who think they can make a profit and retreat.

Lixin’s log cabin is not far from the housing area, but it is also nearly ten kilometers away.

There are not many 3197 people, all concentrated in the former urban area. Provide shelter from the wind and sand, as well as food and water delivery points.

Li Xin quickly approached the house belonging to Ms. Du under the cover of night.

The urban area is not small, the buildings are dilapidated and the houses are mostly empty.

With the index finger against the cold dagger, Li Xin bowed in the darkness and dived into the familiar small courtyard.

Good luck, I haven't met anyone along the way-or someone who wants to start a business.

3197 people don't talk about their relationship, but most of them know each other basically. After all, there are just so many people, especially Li Xin, a child who grew up here.

For various reasons, after the initial chaos, there is now a tacit agreement between the people in the district.

Everyone will not do it easily to maintain a superficial peace. Of course, such small movements as fighting and robbing do not count.

That is, when supplies come in at the beginning of each month, there will be a little mess.

Li Xin is so prepared, firstly, it is only a rule. The second is that Ms. Du is dead after all. Some people may have some ideas about this. Although it is likely that this idea will be put forward during the next supply, it does not rule out an accident.

Standing silently against the window of the first floor for a while, Li Xinning listened carefully, confirmed that there was no sound, and gently pushed open the cracked wooden window.

"Squeak"

A small, but absolutely obvious voice in the silent night.

Li Xin clenched his dagger and waited quietly again for five or six minutes, still quiet.

That should be nobody.

Jumping into the house with the window edge of a thick layer of fine sand, Li Xin first turned back to close the window, and then touched the corner of the house in front of the low cabinet along the corner.

Open a probe, empty.

Sure enough, I have been patronized, but I do not know if it is Lu Zhirui or someone else.

Li Xin retracted his hand, lifted the entire cabinet slightly, stabilized it with one hand, and groped around the back against the wall, pulling out a small flat drawer.

She took the drawer out and twisted out a white candle with thick fingers and a box of matches.

There are two boxes of matches and six candles hidden in this small drawer. Due to the small space, the candles were crushed and deformed.

Li Xin was not in a hurry to light it up, only to put the drawer containing the remaining candle matches back, and the cabinet was put in place.