Even the streets of Binhai City can accommodate polar track cars to move forward slowly.

There is a very wide driveway here, and the ice and snow buried the vehicles that might have been on the road, with only endless hard ice and snow in front of them.

Since buildings below forty meters are basically unable to emerge in this extraordinary snow and ice, even though Binhai City is a super urban skyscraper, even so, not all the high-rise buildings must stand as tombstones standing in the snow and ice.

Lu Yuan and Su Mei were driving this huge dark gray vehicle under the moonlight under the red moon, driving in this stele forest of human history. With the Transportation Commission as a guide, even though they were slowing down, they still quickly glided to their final destination.

This empty port marina.

The snow was lined up, allowing the warships to still be exposed in the vacuum. In front of the largest warship, two rows of black doomsday mechas were arranged outside the door of the large landing cabin that was wide open.

Still motionless.

Lu Yuan looked ahead, took off the safety belt on his body, and looked at Su Mei beside him: "Let's go down together."

Su Mei nodded quietly.

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...

When the rear door of the armored vehicle opened again, Lu Yuan, wearing a cold-proof suit, pushed Su Mei's wheelchair and slowly walked out of the huge armored vehicle.

The metal wheels creaked over the ice and snow and left track marks, and behind them were the heavy footsteps of the road.

The two people walked through the solemn queue of Doomsday mechas. Su Mei looked to both sides and could clearly see that all Doomsday mechas opened their own mecha cabin doors and exposed the drivers in them to a vacuum.

In the extreme cold and low pressure, the driver, who was originally like a walking corpse, failed to even struggle and was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Looking online on a wheelchair, you can see that each of them is skinny and skinny like a zombie.

But even so, the survival of these ghouls still lingers with them, making them abandon their reason and live in this world.

"It's so sad." Su Mei said quietly: "If I were them, I would rather die in this world."

"So everyone's survival standards are different." Lu Yuan pushed Su Mei and said behind her.

Lu Yuan killed the pilots of the Doomsday Mecha with his own hands, but at this time, Lu Yuan could not say he was happy, but he didn't have much regret.

Everyone has their own choices. Since they have made their own choices, they should pay the price for their choices.

This is true for everyone.

Everything is the same.

Su Mei sighed: "Let's go in."

Lu Yuan nodded.

The father and daughter pushed the wheelchair and walked through this path of steel and sin.

Walked into the huge cabin ahead.

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...

Lu Yuan pushed Su Mei forward in the snow-covered cabin, and could see the heavy footprints left by John Smith before.

Even without these footprints, Lu Yuan was able to find the other party's location based on the communication he had never disconnected from John Smith.

Even so, when the two walked into the deepest church, and when the colorful light shot down from the dome, Su Mei couldn't help but let out a wow.

It is so beautiful in front of you. It is hard to imagine that there can be such a tall and magnificent church inside the cabin, full of Gothic style. The brightly colored murals on your head vividly depict the story of the Bible, from Genesis to stealing the forbidden fruit, to Cain's blood killing Abel flowing into the earth, and those scenes until Jesus Christ came to this world.

Both of them stood at the door for a moment, feeling the colorful light cast from the colored glass of the high-altitude round rose window projecting on the earth.

They finally realized that this was a battlefield.

Or a slaughterhouse.

In the church, there were black solidified engine oil and the scattered small parts, like sprayed blood or scattered bones and flesh.

Those huge broken limbs were thrown to the ground at will, and they could easily flatten a row of benches laid with red velvet. Su Mei saw the head with exposed wires, the arms and support feet of the Doomsday Mecha. This was a cruel scene of dismemberment crime, which filled the holy church with blood.

Even said that the entire church is a huge performance art.

Performance art about war and violence trampling to destroy beauty and culture.

"Is he dead?" Su Mei said tremblingly.

In fact, this is part of the time when Lu Yuan and Su Mei initially discussed the plan. John Smith was responsible for the confrontation with Stephen Crouch and was also responsible for spreading the virus, because neither Lu Yuan nor Su Mei had any interest in Stephen Crouch. Only John Smith could come to him close.

Su Mei had already witnessed Stephen Crouch's pervert and cruelty. He used this perverted majesty to rule his wolf pack, making no one dare to disobey his orders, and eventually became a walking corpse who only executes orders and longs for survival.

But Su Mei did not expect that Stephen Crouch would be so tyrannical and cruel.

"Didn't John hold the key to the virus?" Su Mei continued.

"I think he should be alive."

Lu Yuan said softly.

He walked forward quietly.

In the church, the Doomsday Mecha, the murderer of the initiator, was still parked there. The vault of the sky also had the electromagnetic interference cannon used by Stephen Crouch to execute his rebels. It seemed to be used to immobilize the movement, but it always gave people the feeling that it would go wild and kill all the statements that were still alive in the next moment.

"Don't go over." Su Mei said behind Lu Yuan.

She was really a little scared.

"It's okay." Lu Yuan comforted Su Mei lightly: "After all, I have already reached this point."

As he said this, Lu Yuan calmly walked to the front of the Doomsday Mecha, and saw the hood of the Doomsday Mecha that bounced open at a high angle, and Stephen Crouch, who was strangling his throat with both hands, as if he was trying to strangle him to death.

His hair and beard are white and his whole body is shriveled, and he looks like a truly haggard old man.

But even so, at the last moment of his life, he even wanted to strangle himself to death instead of dying from such cold and freezing.

But he failed to do it.

Lu Yuan sighed.

Then continue to move forward, walk to the cylindrical mecha cabin, and gently tap the hatch door with your fingers.

"Moshimoshi, are you still alive?" Lu Yuan said quietly.

His voice could not penetrate the vacuum, but eventually arrived at the interior of the mecha cabin.

"I think I should be alive."

John Smith spoke.

Su Mei bit her lip at the church door.
Chapter completed!