Ke Xiaoliang in his previous life once asked a third-rate game anchor he knew.

On Stim, how to make games, you can make money by doing whatever you want.

The third-rate game anchor replied plainly and realistically; "More women, bigger slaughter."

He asked the game anchor again how he could make the three A masterpieces.

The third-rate game anchor said excitedly and arrogantly: "Buy money! Burn money! Keep burning money! Then he missed the ticket, missed the ticket...... He missed the ticket crazy."

Finally, Ke Xiaoliang asked him, what kind of game does not cost money or have big slaughter, but is called a masterpiece?

The third-rate game anchor suddenly became melancholy.

He picked up the cigarette butt on the table and took a deep breath.

He said meaningfully: "There is nothing, then find a way to have a snack!"

However, this is actually the most difficult.

"Don't get close there, the church is the land where God fell. Someone was crucifying the pastor there, and the pastor's resentment turned into the most evil devil and wandered there." Red-haired Tom grabbed Song Qingwen.

"Don't get close to the river. During the big explosion, some people hid in the river, and then they were cooked. They turned into terrible spirit-sucking fish monsters. When they approached them, they would look at you from the bottom of the water, suck your soul, and bite off your head in one bite." Red-haired Tom walked in front to explore the way, facing Song Qingwen behind him.

The red wind blew across the desolate and boring land, and the strange crows continued to flap their wings and followed the two people walking in the desolate.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Tom shot three shots in a row at the crows.

"Get out! You disgusting guys. Hell is where you should stay!" After the red-haired Tom seemed to have become a little manic and sensitive after he reached the surface.

He turned around, looked around with caution, and then said to Song Qingwen: "Be careful of them, they are the eyes and ears of some monsters. They will report our location and situation to those monsters. I shoot and scare them to let them know that I am not easy to mess with."

"If you encounter these crows alone in the wild and don't have guns, you can make a little similar sound as much as possible and scare them."

Song Qingwen nodded to show that he understood.

But he secretly decided to follow these crows to see what the monsters that manipulate them looked like.

He did not underestimate the danger of this ‘another world’.

After all, there are weapons that can kill God.

Song Qingwen is just better aware of the principle that danger and opportunity coexist compared to ordinary people.

Valued things are always occupied by the strong, and if you want to obtain them, you need to challenge authority... This is an extremely simple and obvious truth.

But there are many people who know this but still try to avoid the most important things and get something for nothing.

He followed Tom Red-haired for about half an hour.

The black building ruins began to appear in large quantities in the barren vision.

Even now, the collapsed tall buildings can still vaguely see their past grandeur.

Some cars that had been scorched were buried in the soil and dust, but there were no weeds to accompany them, so they made some romantic decorations.

The streets that were supposed to be busy were already full of mud. The ash that flew from somewhere was flying, like black snowflakes, always floating and rotating over the ruins of this city.

"Wear a hat, cover your mouth and nose, and try not to expose your skin. These dusts contain a lot of radiation. If you touch them directly, it will cause large-scale skin ulceration and even lesions." Tom said Red-haired Tom.

While speaking, Tom Hongmao held up the big iron umbrella that he had been carrying on his back.

The edge of the iron umbrella also has transparent plastic edges hanging down.

The two of them were shrouded under the iron umbrella, temporarily isolated a space that seemed safe from the outside world.

"We are going to the city now to collect some daily necessities. If we can't find your home today or tomorrow, we can get home. Then our daily necessities will not be sufficient." Tom Hongmao said to Song Qingwen.

Tom Hongmao did not go to large supermarkets, nor did he dare to go to tall buildings that looked better preserved.

The ones he took Song Qingwen to search for were all single-family courtyards.

I easily smashed the door and looked for whether there was a basement.

And in the basement, are there fairly good food and daily necessities preserved?

However, most of the houses are either empty or have no basement.

Some of the foods found have long been damaged and have become inedible.

Finally, the two of them smashed a room again. The overall layout of the room seemed to be relatively well preserved, but most of them had been carbonized.

Red-haired Tom smashed open the basement.

I saw three corpses, hugging each other and bonding tightly.

It looks like the father is holding his wife and children.

And the mother wrapped her child with her body.

Such layers of walls were formed with flesh and blood, but there was still no miracle.

The child was also burnt and died in the arms of his mother.

Red-haired Tom stood silently in front of the scorched corpse, and then whispered: "May you have no pain when you die, and your soul has long been destroyed with the fall of heaven."

Song Qingwen followed behind him, and did not create countless more miserable tragedies because he was indifferent to life and death, or had his own hands. He was frivolous and impatient at this moment.

In the fire that burns the forest.

Tigers will allow small animals to crawl on themselves and run away with them.

Squirrels will also give up their caves buried deep underground, allowing snakes or other animals, as natural enemies, to come in to hide from danger.

Ke Xiaoliang set up such a scene not to move anyone.

Instead, make everything you express more convincing.

In the basement, the two found a lot of cans and some useful substances.

After leaving the room, Tom Hongmao looked up at the gloomy sky and spit out a few words that had never been translated in Song Qingwen's ears.

"It seems that I can't go back anymore, today's night will come earlier."

"Let's go north!" As he said that, Tom, the red-haired Tom, took Song Qingwen to run quickly.

And the sky, as Red-haired Tom said, is rapidly becoming dimmer and dimmer.

Song Qingwen even keenly noticed that some dark and charred corpses had begun to slowly twist in the rapidly spreading night.

They seem to be coming alive in a completely new way.

Evil and hideous.

Even Song Qingwen himself never thought that one day, he would use the word "evil" on some other things as a description.

It's right in the north of the city.

The car wall consists of fire trucks that have long been burnt, blocking somewhere on the street.

Some people who were running towards a deep pit were coking halfway through, and could still see shouts and firm expressions on their coking faces.

"Okay! We'll spend the night here tonight."

"Living in a fire truck. I hope the radiation is not too strong and turns us into monsters. If it changes... I hope it is not too ugly, at least keep my thick red hair." Tom said in a tone that seemed to be joking.
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