Snowflakes are flying, and the world is cold.

All the passers-by on the fourth fragment were found, with eight people in total. They lived in different buildings in different communities and were all mentally ill patients, including Xiangdong.

He was able to stop himself after he returned home, which was enough to show that his situation was not good.

In the early years, there were only a small clinic run by Dr. Wan in Ping'an Town.

Later, after the fragments of the Science and Technology Park were merged, there were doctors and nurses among the hundreds of people, including internal medicine and surgery.

So everyone established a hospital.

Now there is even a psychiatric department in the hospital, and those patients have been placed in.

Everyone understands that the mental trauma caused by doing tasks is different from ordinary mental trauma. The medicine is not very useful, and it is mainly about self-rescue.

But it's better for someone to do it than nothing.

After all, the person who came back was basically alone, and no one reunited with his family. Everyone was lonely and needed the care of his friends.

Chen Yang looked at the face after washing, revealing his thin face, black eyes and unshaven Xiangdong: "When did you come back?"

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention to the time." Xiangdong sat carelessly on the chair, with the water on his chin flowing down his neck, and the dirty collar was wet, and the water traces flowing down were all black, and he looked rough and sloppy. "How many months? Half a year? Almost the same."

Chen Yang: "..." Is it almost the same?

At this moment, Chen Yang didn't know what to say.

There were too many things I wanted to ask, and they all twisted and collided together, and no one could be squeezed out, and the wool became tighter and tighter as if it was a ball of wool.

"Old Chen, you are quite like a home." Xiangdong's slutty voice broke the dull atmosphere.

Chen Yang said: "It's been eleven years."

Xiangdong looked dull: "What's the matter? How many years did you say?"

Chen Yang gave him a look of "You heard it right".

"Fuck..." Xiangdong looked up at the ceiling, "It's been eleven years since you came back, and the virtual world has only been one or two years."

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. He expected that the time flow rate of the virtual world and the real world was different.

I didn't expect it would be so much different.

Chen Yang reached the wooden tube on the table and poured out a handful of peanut candy and gave it to Xiangdong: "Eat it."

"I haven't eaten this thing for 800 years." Xiangdong looked like he was asking for his life and reluctantly took a piece of peanut candy, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Chen Yang said: "There is only a pipe, which I and Chao Jian use. It is not suitable for you to use." He glanced at the yard and it was even more snowing. The cold was mixed with the aroma of food, and Chao Jian was busy working in the kitchen.

"If you want, I will take you to the town to find Old Man Sun in the afternoon and ask him to give you one." Chen Yangha said.

Looking east, he squinted his eyes: "Where is the tobacco line?"

"Homemade." Chen Yang said.

Xiangdong smashed his broken mouth for a while: "Niu Pi."

Chen Yang helped out: "If you stay here for eleven years, you will know everything."

Xiangdong snorted, not saying anything: "I thought I would do nothing when I came back, but I had resources anyway."

Speaking of which, his pass-through reward contains a large number of high school in-class and extracurricular teaching materials. The fuck is he asking him to finish high school and take the college entrance examination?!

In addition to the textbooks, there are many daily necessities that every tasker has, which are the standard parts.

"Not all resources are given ready-made. Many of them are only given raw materials and have to be manufactured and processed by themselves." Chen Yang said indescribably.

Raw materials are not given casually.

Which industry a passerby has been engaged in before, he will receive raw material rewards for the corresponding work area.

For example, Lao Yuan, a resident of the Science and Technology Park, is a car dealer. The customs clearance reward includes relevant materials and equipment for producing bicycles, which allowed other interested people to join in. Everyone was exploring and researching, and they created the first bicycle in a stuttering manner.

With the first one, there will be a second one and a third one…

Chen Yang felt that higher civilization was like a strict master. All the passers-by on the broken earth were its children. Its educational philosophy was that I would pave the way for you, but it was impossible to pave it to the end. I only pave the beginning, and you have to spread the things behind it yourself.

Therefore, the passer-through is not a waste of people when he comes back, but develops towards omnipotence. Most people are so busy that they have to arrange their time when they fall in love.

He hadn't had sex with Chao Jian for several days, and fell asleep after dipping his pillow. He was so tired.

"There are so many things." Chen Yang rubbed his eyebrows, "Manpower is needed in all walks of life. You can pick it yourself and pick what you are interested in."

"Tsk, the production brigade is right?" Xiangdong bit the peanut candy, it was very sweet, soft and sticky. He could pull out fine silk of sugar when he took a bite. His facial features were wrinkled together, "Who did this? You?"

Chen Yang himself also ate peanut candy and said vaguely: "Chao Jian."

Xiangdong cursed and slapped the table: "Mom, is it for people to eat so much syrup? I see that guy is definitely not meant to be bad, I want your teeth to rot in one bite!"

Chen Yang: "...What's the benefit of my teeth falling out?"

Xiangdong looked at Chen Yang like a fool: "Is this still necessary to ask? If you have a tooth ruined, you will feel inferior from now on, dare not go out, dare not talk to others, and just treat him as your support. This is called disguised control."

Chen Yang dedicated Xiangdong to look at the idiot.

The two of them put away their unfamiliar jokes and looked at each other silently, with a sense of sadness and sigh in each other's eyes.

Xiangdong had long been dreaming and dictating that they were once teammates through Chen Yang's oral statements.

But looking back on yourself is another matter and another feeling.

In a sense, they all lived for two lifetimes.

They are all comrades-in-arms.

For Chen Yang, it has been more than ten years, and it has been too long. His life has been filled with new people and things.

If he hadn't read the names of his teammates every month when burning incense to refresh his memory, he would have forgotten the appearance of some people and the past of the virtual world.

Like the diary full of all the dead missioners, he had already put away the diary, and he could not remember the people there.

The wind was whimpering, and the snow was circling in its arms. The Chinese New Year was coming and the temperature was very low.

"Ah--" Xiangdong sneezes. When he didn't come back, he was strong and had a tendon and fleshy body. He had never experienced the pain of mental injury. After he came back, he destroyed his body and was also injured. He was covered in sores and holes inside.

He was like a remnant soldier who had finished fighting.

Chen Yang smelled the scent of hooves floating from the kitchen and closed the wooden door of the main room to isolate most of the wind and snow. In the daytime, when the door was closed, the room became dark and he lit a candle.

Xiangdong glanced at the slightly swaying candlelight in his mind with a ridiculous guess: "You are not powered?"

"No." Chen Yang continued to eat peanut candy, "according to the areas divided into fragments of the world, the construction of each region is different. The science and technology park has networks, electricity and tap water. Ping'an Town has other networks, except for the lack of networks, and only this small island is the style of the old era."

Xiangdong looked at the main hall, and it was indeed quite simple, and it was incompatible with the buildings he saw along the way: "There is nothing on the island, so why are you still living here?"

Chen Yangxiao: "I'm used to it."

Every day when he returns to the island after get off work, he feels like traveling through time and space.

The island is pretty good.

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Next, Chen Yang and Xiangdong fell into their own state of mind and had no communication.

Chen Yang took out a small wooden tube from the cabinet against the wall, opened the lid and reached in, and twisted the sunflower seeds and rice to eat.

The fourth fragment is Lanxi District.

Xiangdong and the other seven clearancers have all registered in Lanxi.

"This is back to you." Xiangdong took out a black leather notebook from the bag he threw at his feet.

Chen Yang took it and flipped it out. He finished writing it all, and it was all the task records of each tasker. After he came back, Xiangdong met many teammates, and he didn't know how many of these people went home.

"Among the passers-by I know, only you and A Yuan have eight-digit identity numbers. The biggest of the others is also six-digit numbers, most of them are four-digit and five-digit numbers, and some are three-digit numbers. You are the most powerful." Chen Yang said with a smile.

Xiangdong also laughed, all of whom were arrogant and arrogant: "This is called Niu Pi."

"Yes." Chen Yang touched the thick notebook a few times, put it aside, and continued to eat sunflower seeds.

"Why can't I think about it when I'm back?" Chen Yang finished a handful of sunflower seeds and said, "He was not familiar with the seven passers-by who ended his life after returning home, so he didn't have time to ask. Xiangdong was different. He wanted to ask why.

Xiangdong heard a big joke: "Who can't think of it?"

Chen Yang looked at him without saying a word.

The eyes were sharp and had invisible penetration, as if they saw Xiangdong's funny disguise directly.

Xiangdong's face was blue and black, and gradually turned into a difficult grayish white: "No, no normal person can say something, I'm holding it back!"

Chen Yang frowned. It was not that simple. Xiangdong's situation was inseparable from his last level. He also entered the assessment area before the last level. Who was there in that task? Bai Tang, pineapple, Xiangzimu, painter, literary youth... are those teammates involved?

Chen Yang suddenly didn't want to ask.

Some things are better than knowing.

This is the truth that Chen Yang understood many years ago when he saw Chao Jian helping him reveal the truth.

Sometimes people can live a more confused life appropriately.

Xiangdong vented and kicked the table's leg: "Why are you all mentally ill?"

Chen Yang said: "The areas where clearancers settle in are randomly allocated."
To be continued...