The crying little boy (1)

No one spoke, but it was not quiet.

In the distant Urban area, one could still hear waves of sound and heat waves. From time to time, there were also explosions and cries of alarm. All of this spread far and wide, forming a sharp contrast with the oppressive and deathly silence of the empty space below the high wall.

Lu Xin stood there quietly, taking in his surroundings.

Quietly, quietly ...

Then, he almost fell asleep.

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..

"There must be a problem somewhere ..."

Lu Xin thought to himself that he must be a normal, healthy, and ordinary person.

Therefore, he could definitely feel the influence that these people could feel.