Chapter 5 We have been waiting
"Then you have met the right person. I major in history." Quan Yao said proudly. "You can't believe it! Although history is an unpopular course, it still has its own significance. Although the past has been tragic, we still have to admit it and face it."
Wen Qiao subconsciously felt that Quan Yao was talking about the biochemical war in the past. Because of the decisions of some ambitious people, that world war finally created a biochemical crisis, turning tens of billions of people into zombies.
"The reason why the Lost Continent is called the Lost Continent is because humans did many things wrong in the past. Excessive mining caused the earth to be riddled with holes. The decisions of careerists almost caused the entire human race to suffer disaster. Over the years, human beings have On reflection, we all cherish energy regeneration now.”
Wen Qiao couldn't help but look at Quanyao. Quanyao's calmness made Wen Qiao couldn't help but look at the asked: "The people who went to search for the New World have not returned yet. Isn't it possible that no one thinks that the people who searched for the New World found the New World and settled there, and over time forgot about the Earth Star and the people on it?"
"Of course I have thought about it, but people from the twelve major tribes told us that the people who were looking for the New World have not come back. They are either busy building new cities, or they are lost outside. So, we have been waiting for them to come back. Earth Star will always be their home….”
Quan Yao's words made Wen Qiao filled with emotion.
It turns out that what was really lost in the lost continent was love, unity and peace. Now they have really recovered what they lost in the past. They have always believed in their hearts that those who went out to find a new continent will come back to reunite with them.
"By the way, Wen Qiao, I have a game later, do you want to watch it together?" Quan Yao said suddenly.
"Okay." Wen Qiao agreed happily. In this new century, it is much better to have someone to get familiar with than to be busy without purpose.
Wen Qiao followed Quanyao to the competition venue, not noticing a tall black figure walking out of the corner. He came to the place where Wen Qiao and Quanyao were standing before, and stretched out his hand with black leather gloves towards the place. This book is called "The Lost Continent"...
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In the spacious motorcycle field, Wen Qiao looked at the big screen not far away, his heart suddenly became excited and nervous because of the exciting competition inside.
In order to allow the city to develop better, there are endless competitions in the future world, which are basically based on science, and motorcycle racing is one of several locomotives speeding on the roof and rusty steel pipes on the big screen, Wen Qiao felt that the blood in his body was boiling.
The competition venue is not in the city, but in an old and abandoned city outside the city. Both the buildings and streets there have the shadow of the 22nd century. However, Wen Qiao knows that the things in the past were destroyed in a volcanic eruption, and that place was built later. .
"Are you the person Quan Yao brought here?" A questioning voice sounded. Wen Qiao looked around and saw a woman with a hot body and curly brown hair holding a motorcycle helmet and riding Hentiangao very rhythmically. She walked forward with momentum, and behind her were three men with different hair colors. They were all wearing leather clothes, leather pants, and tattoos, and they looked like second-rate men from mixed society.
Sure enough, no matter in the past or in the future, there will always be people who dress fashionably.
"Yes, you are..." The woman looked so menacing just now, Wen Qiao always felt that she was here to cause trouble, and sure enough...
"Quanyao people, are you interested in a competition?" The woman raised her head and stared at Wen Qiao with a pair of charming yet firm eyes.
Before Wen Qiao could make a decision, the woman spoke again. "If you win, you can take anything from me. If you lose, you don't have to give me anything..."
Wen Qiao: "!"
Seeing Wen Qiao's delay in speaking, the woman frowned and looked at Wen Qiao with her charming eyes. The suspicion inside made Wen Qiao a little confused.
What look! Doubt her?
"Motorcycle girls shouldn't be as hesitant as you." The woman said again, a pair of serious and firm eyes staring at Wen Qiao for a moment, making Wen Qiao feel something in his heart struggling to escape. For a long time, Wen Qiao Qiao curled her lips slightly and looked at the charming and determined woman with brown curly hair with a pair of warm eyes.
"Okay, I accept the challenge..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qiao took out a small white blue and white porcelain bottle from his pocket.
"Since it's a competition, there should be a prize. You let me choose from you at will, so I have to at least bring something out. I don't have many other things, but a lot of pills. This one can grow bones, flesh and skin. You If you don't mind it, how about I use this thing as a lottery ticket?" While speaking, Wen Qiao was very glad that he was a Taoist cultivator, not a so-called spiritual cultivator. Otherwise, in this era of scarce spiritual energy, even opening the portable space would be a problem. question.
"Okay." The woman didn't take it at ease. She just thought it was a medicine for ordinary bruises, because anyone who rides a motorcycle will get injured, so the woman was not surprised when Wen Qiao took out this medicine. "Well, let me tell you first, I don't have a car..."
In the days without the richest senior sister, she was very poor.
At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed across the woman's beautiful eyes, and then a tall, muscular man following behind her stepped forward and handed out a bunch of keys.
"If you don't mind, use mine."
Wen Qiao's eyes lit up, and he was filled with affection when he saw the men and women in front of him. He thought these people would be very vicious, but after listening to them, they would even use the word 'don't mind'.
After making arrangements, the group rushed to the arena.
The woman with brown curly hair raised her legs and sat on the motorcycle, turned her head and said to Wen Qiao: "My name is Han Liyao."
"Wen Qiao."
As soon as he got on the motorcycle in front of him, Wen Qiao felt indescribably excited.
"By the way, how much does this car cost?"
"You do not know!"
Han Liyao was a little surprised.
Wen Qiao smiled. "Just started in the industry..."
This explanation made Han Liyao feel a little complicated. She just wanted to regain her place with Quanyao, and she didn't want to bully the newcomer at all...
"The better ones cost millions or tens of millions, and the cheaper ones cost tens of thousands or 10,000+..."
"I think I can retreat..."
"why?"
"poverty……."
"..."
In the days without the richest senior sister, I couldn’t even afford a car.
Fortunately, today's motorcycles operate no differently than in the past. The only difference is that there are many more styles than in the like the car she is riding now, the blue body has soft yet strong curves, and the huge tires tell her all the time... that it is heavy.
The locomotive started, and the roar resounded in the venue.
As the gunshot in the girl's hand rang out, the two cars side by side rushed forward at extremely fast Qiao was a little frightened at that speed at first, but he soon got used to it. This starting speed alone was far beyond what he could compare with in the past.
Han Liyao: I didn’t want to bully the newcomers at all!
Wen Qiao: I am an old man, very old...
(End of this chapter)