Sweeping a bike-sharing, Barnard rode on his own search journey.

The city in the far west is very big.

It covers an area of 82,400 square kilometers, which is similar to that of some small provinces, with a permanent population of more than 30 million.

Barnard didn't want to ride a bicycle and want to visit it in a short time. That's unrealistic.

He first ruled out the city center and other bustling areas. After all, there are many people and miscellaneous eyes, so it is inconvenient to put the headquarters there.

Secondly, he ruled out the counties and remote areas under the jurisdiction of Xiyuan City, because there were too many and too far away for him to see at all.

Therefore, in this way, in the waiting queue, only the urban area that is not far from the city center and is in the second or even third step economically is left.

As it happens, Barnard's mountain area is like this.

According to the principle of proximity, this is his first search area.

One day ...

Two days ...

He rides a bicycle and shuttles through the land of the western city.

Barnard had never seen the city so carefully.

In the past, I was either typing in my room or rushing to deliver takeout in the street.

Now, if you look at it, the ups and downs of the terrain, the humanities hidden in the streets and lanes, and the magical buildings all over the world really have an intoxicating aesthetic feeling.

However, his heart sank slightly at the thought of the coming monster invasion.

Put down the tripod, stop the bike and walk to the side of the road.

It's already dark at this time, and here is a highway circling around the mountain.

He looked around, and there were many tall buildings in the distance, and the lights were dim and beautiful.

"What a beautiful city, what a wonderful world."

He has some sighs.

It would be a pity if such a world was destroyed by monsters.

And ...

Barnard is an orphan, raised by the state, raised by people's tax money, and raised by the hard work of the people in this land.

The teachers in the orphanage taught him a lot of truth.

Therefore, even if the situation is bumpy, he still has a bright heart.

Barnard was grateful to those who provided for him. They kept him from starving to death in infancy, and they allowed him to live in this beautiful world.

Suddenly, a sound caught his attention.

Under the streetlight, a mother who just got off work met her son waiting for him.

Watching the child jump around her mother happily, Barnard smiled and looked into the distance:

Since there is an opportunity, take good care of the world!

For yourself, and for ... others.

　　……

Late at night.

Barnard wheeled the car slowly back.

There are few passers-by in this section, the environment is quiet, and the cool evening breeze blows, which makes people relaxed and happy. There are only lights of various processing plants among the surrounding mountains.

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This is the case in the western cities, where the terrain is fluctuating. Riding a bike often takes longer to push a cart than to ride a bike.

After the uphill section, Barnard got on his bike and was about to pedal when he suddenly noticed something and frowned.

Immediately, the spirit spread out.

But ... Nothing!

Illusion?

Just for a moment, he seemed to perceive an extremely faint and vague fluctuation of divine power, but now wait for a few minutes, and there is still no abnormality.

"It seems to be an illusion."

Shaking his head, Barnard rode away.

An hour later, just after parking my bike downstairs, Cecil's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you back?"

Barnard looked back and saw Cecil in professional clothes coming.

She has a slim waist and beautiful legs, swaying and swaying, just like a ripe peach, which makes people want to pinch it to see if it can burst into full juice.

"So late today?"

Cecil look depressed, tired nodded.

"Yes, overtime and heavy rain caused landslides everywhere. There was a problem with the cold chain transportation of our company, and the guests who booked fresh products were noisy in the following shops."

Barnard didn't ask any more questions.

They went upstairs and went back to the house.

Barnard saw that Cecil was obviously in a bad mood. He kicked off his high heels directly when he entered the door, pushed open the bedroom door on his stockings, and then threw himself on the bed.

After half a ring, he hugged the big plush doll next to him and buried his face in it.

Walking to the door of his bedroom, Barnard hesitated, then went out to help Cecil close the bedroom door.

The door is half closed—

"Barnard, do you think that ordinary people like us are doomed to endless grievances if they want to succeed on their own?"

Her words were vibrato, her shoulders were shaking and she was obviously sobbing.

Barnard was silent.

After half a ring, he whispered, "It's late, go to bed early."

Then close the door.

Cecil cried for a while in the dark, and gradually calmed down. wait for a while stared at the old ceiling in the dark.

At work, as a subordinate, bad things will never end. She thought she was used to it, but she was only strong on the surface.

Just now, she really had an impulse to quit and find a rich man to marry herself and be a rich wife.

However, high-quality rich people can't be found just by looking for them.

Besides ... It is unwilling after all.

Cecil is not stupid. She knows that if she is not looking for a good man, then as an accessory, even if she is rich, her life may not be happy.

Hold on a little longer!

She remembered Barnard's behavior again.

If you were another man with a small mind, you would have been trying to take advantage of all kinds of rhetoric just now.

"Is a good man, just too wooden, and ... alas ..."

Cecil despises Barnard after all.

Together, their salaries can't give her the life she wants.