Author: Nantian Lake

"Hold your head and squat down!"

"Don't look around!"

"Be honest! Don't touch it!"

Tu Ran, who received three critical hits at the beginning, followed their instructions and squatted on the ground, holding her head in her hands.

Two people wearing similar police uniforms approached her, twisted her hands behind her back, fastened the iron rings, then picked her up and escorted her to the police car.

Within this distance, Tu Ran finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

She is now located in something like a pedestrian street.

The movement here attracted a circle of people, who gathered around and stared at her. There were old and young. The children were all held by the old people. They were dressed simply. They didn't have any high-tech products on them. They didn't see anything like a federal communicator.

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With so many people gathered around, Tu Ran noticed that there were no young people here, and almost no middle-aged people. They were all almost white-haired old people with stooped waists, and children less than her waist height.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, the tallest ones are no more than ten stories tall. They are uniformly painted with white paint. Due to exposure to wind and sun, some of the walls have peeled off and are mottled and have not been repainted.

Half of the shops on both sides of the road are open, and half are closed and sealed, making them miserable.

Before Tu Ran was pushed into the car, she glanced at the names of these shops.

Grain and oil exchange office, meat product exchange office, spiritual power sales office...

"Click"

The iron ring on Tu Ran's hand was fastened to the inner wall of the police car.

She was sitting in the middle seat with her back to the car. Opposite her were two people in police uniforms, two people in police uniforms were sitting on the left and right, and there was a driver in front of her.

Tu Ran guessed that these people were the so-called arrest team, responsible for maintaining law and order in the city.

Tu Ran's eyes fell on the weapons carried by the two people directly opposite. Each person was equipped with an ordinary standard pistol. Each person had a folding electric baton hanging on his waist. Apart from that, there were no other weapons.

Let’s look at their communication system, an ordinary bone conduction headset.

The police car she was riding in now had a loud buzzing engine and a lot of bumps. It was not sure whether it was the uneven road outside or the car's fault.

Looking out from the small window of the police car, you can see green plants on both sides of the road, uneven, and you can see a few big trees from time to time. Although they are not very strong, they look sick and have no nutrition.

Tu Ran's first feeling was that the world was not developing very well.

It might be even more backward than the first world, but she wasn't sure which level the city she was in now belonged to in this world, so it wasn't easy to make a direct conclusion.

The second feeling is depression.

Very depressing.

Everyone here gave her a depressing feeling. There were no unnecessary expressions on their faces, including the children she saw before, who just blinked at her with big empty eyes. She was obviously wearing clothes that were incompatible with this world.

Children in other worlds, even children at the bottom of society in the second world, would be curious, look around, look closely, or be frightened to tears if they were dressed in strange clothes.

The environment here is also very depressing.

The names of those stores are still fresh in my mind.

The unfamiliar words spoken by the crowd of onlookers still ring in my ears.

Herd of beasts, deserters, spiritual power exchange place...

This world is not the first world of the 1980s.

There is a war in this world, and the object of the war is the beast herd. The beast herd is very powerful. It once invaded this world. All the men and women of the right age went to the front line. Only the elderly and children were left. Mental power is a certain kind of this world.

Tu Ran could not think of the specific application of the system.

Tu Ran has always wanted to touch someone and read their memory, so that he could understand the operating system of the world faster, but unfortunately the capture team arrived too quickly.

Before her powers could be unleashed, an iron ring choked her fate.

She had just come to this world, so it was not appropriate for her to make too much noise. She could just take it one step at a time.

The police car stopped in front of a very old building, and Tu Ran was escorted out of the car. She looked up and looked for the building's signboard, and found a small brown-red iron sign that was not painted. The brown-red color is the result of oxidation of iron.

The color, the words "Capture Team" are written on the sign in yellow, and a line of small words below, "Station in District 999", two lines of words in regular order.

Tu Ran was brought into the interrogation room. Her helmet had been taken away, and a dagger on her body had also been confiscated. Tu Ran was glad that she put the laser gun back into space before jumping into the pit, otherwise the laser gun would not be able to be saved at this time.

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Sitting at the interrogation table was a not-so-young captor.

As soon as he entered the interrogation room, he took off his hat, revealing his black and white hair, and lit a cigarette.

"What's your name?" he said.

"Turan."

"Your name is not here, where did it come from?"

"I have a stomach ache."

"Don't show off your wits in front of me. If you don't answer my questions, you're not allowed to go anywhere."

Tu Ran: "..."

What's wrong with her? She just wanted someone to touch her.

"Uh...I'm from the east."

"East?"

The other party looked at Tu Ran, his brows almost knitted into a knot, and he even forgot to smoke a cigarette. After a long time, he held back a sentence, "Never went to school?"

Tu Ran was confused and didn't quite understand what the east side had to do with whether he had gone to school or not.

Looking at her expression, the other party had confirmed his suspicion that Tu Ran had never gone to school.

He moved the mouse on his left hand and did something unknown on the computer. He turned over the computer screen and exposed it to Tu Ran.

On the screen is a painting. There are six planets in the painting, one in the middle and five evenly distributed around it.

The other person took a deep breath of cigarette, and as he opened his mouth, cigarettes came out of his mouth, "Point to me, which one?"

Tu Ran suddenly understood that this world has been colonized by outer space immigrants!

The captor's previous sentence "Your name is not here" means that this star does not have your name, and he asked her which of the other five stars she came from.

She answered Dongbian, from a space perspective, there is no difference between her and never going to school.

Tu Ran pointed to the gray planet in the upper left corner, "That one."

The other person immediately took a deeper breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the smoke he exhaled, and his eyebrows also furrowed deeper.

Tu Ran felt as if she had answered some great answer.

"Desolate Star..."

The captor read out the name of the planet as if talking to himself, and then paused for a long time.

Tu Ran was frightened by his nearly three-minute pause.

She had already prepared for the worst.

"It's not easy."

Tu Ran: "?What?"

"I said it's not easy for you to escape from the Desolate Star."

The other party put out the cigarette, stood up, walked to Tu Ran, held her hand, and with tears in his eyes, repeatedly said, "It's not easy. I'm glad, I'm glad you came to our main star."
Chapter completed!