In a dead city, half of the streets that had been burned by the fire were like long tomb passages. The ashes and blood still piled on the ground were mixed together, and rotten hair could be vaguely seen.
The once colorful bar sign could no longer be lit, and was rusty due to the corrosion of acid rain.
Hiding in a barbecue shop, a thin woman couldn't help but scratch her itchy lower body. A smell of urine mixed with fermentation kept entering her nose from her body.
Sitting on a corpse that had turned into bones, the woman looked up at the ceiling with eyes filled with resentment, her teeth gritting loudly.
"Long An!!"
Repeating a few words in a low voice, the woman's chest rose and fell rapidly, maybe she was a little thirsty, she raised her arm unsteadily, and then a white light flashed, and a bottle of mineral water appeared directly.
If An Jingtian were here and saw the scene in front of him, he would most likely recognize that this woman is Zhao Mei.
Different from Zhao Mei who had a strong and manly figure before.
At this time, she activated her talent and escaped from Long'an, as if she was about to die, and her aura could only be maintained at around level 0.
Not only that, there was a sense of decay coming out of his bones, as if this body had little vitality left.
After taking a big gulp of water, Zhao Mei couldn't help but gasp.
too weak
Feeling the extremely weak strength in her body, the hatred in her heart couldn't help but become deeper!
In order to escape from Long'an, she had no choice but to activate her talent! The price was that her strength dropped to level 0, and she couldn't even defeat a licker!
When I think about my original body, after working so hard for so long, I can reach the third level right before my eyes.
At this moment, she wished she could attract a large group of zombies and eat everyone in Long'an!
"I will take revenge. I will definitely take revenge!!"
After gnashing her teeth and whispering a few words to herself, Zhao Mei struggled to stand up against the wall, preparing to hide for a while longer.
She knew that Long An's people were looking for her.
Unable to escape too far, she could only choose the location of her escape in the urban area with the most complex terrain.
Maybe it was an instinctive tendency, maybe she was familiar with this place, but subconsciously, she accidentally returned to Fengming Road.
Holding a dagger that had been left in the ring, Zhao Mei walked out of the store warily.
If she ran into a few zombies now, she would probably be in big trouble.
This body was something she bumped into in the suburbs.
The original owner was a young white-collar worker who hid in a convenience store to survive after the apocalypse. Because he was deceived and used as a sex slave, after escaping, even though he often encountered the awakened people of Long An, women did not dare to go up and ask for help. Even in
After Long An issued the announcement, this poor man, who was afraid of all survivors, stubbornly hid in the city and refused to come out.
Fortunately, she is so smelly that even the zombies in the sewer smell better than her.
In the past year, she has actually survived.
But when she was too hungry and went out to look for food, she bumped into Zhao Mei who was running away.
Since then, the tragic "fate" has ended.
"We must find something to strengthen our abilities."
"By selling the things in the ring, I should be able to regain some of my strength."
“But it’s not enough!!”
Pressing against the moldy wall, Zhao Mei kept thinking about what she should do next.
If she hides for a while and waits for her body to strengthen, she can completely escape to other war zones and continue to live a good life. After all, the supplies stolen from Long'an are enough for her to build up a force! But how can she be willing to do so!
Subconsciously, she couldn't help but glance at the bar sign in the distance.
For some reason, she could feel something disturbing there, but there was also a strange feeling that seemed to be calling her.
She remembered this place, not only was it the place where she worked before the end, but it was also the place where that little gangster got the ring.
Moreover, she could faintly feel that Long An's awakeners seemed to have received some order and did not dare to step into this place.
After entering here, she always felt inexplicably depressed.
Want to take a look?
Go take a look at No. 97?
Maybe there's something good there?
By some strange mistake, Zhao Mei could not help but cautiously approach the bar.
But just when she was about to lie down on the ground to see if there was any danger inside the broken rolling door, the sound of a propeller came from far away, suddenly breaking the silence.
Subconsciously raise your head.
In the dark night sky, a strange-looking helicopter was seen flying into the distance and disappeared after a few seconds.
that is
People from Long An!?
As if seeing a life-or-death enemy, Zhao Mei couldn't help but clenched her fists and waved her fists viciously, as if the helicopter would be blown up if she vented her anger in the air.
No way to pay attention.
Behind her, in the otherwise lifeless second floor, a pale eye was also looking at the helicopter that was going away.
"Captain Lin, are we here?"
"Bang-bang"
Two heavy objects fell to the ground in succession.
After Lin An nodded slightly, the two of them jumped directly from a height of 100 meters like meteorites and hit the ground heavily.
No need to unload.
After standing up from the pit, Lin An casually observed the surrounding environment and found nothing unusual.
This place had been raided by a large number of survivors. Although there was nothing of value, the electronics factory built in the suburbs was still very safe.
What comes into view is a circle of fence frames that have been demolished. The iron factory building not far away is now only an empty steel frame structure.
No one has moved except for the machine tools on the assembly line, and the entire electronics factory is empty enough for mice to run around.
Needless to say, these iron sheets and barbed wire fences were most likely dismantled by the survivors.
No time was wasted.
After confirming that there were no zombies or mutants, Lin An strode towards the interior of the factory.
The entry point to the dungeon is in an office, and no one knows how the system can generate an entrance there.
The moment he stepped in, Lin An raised his eyebrows.
Someone.
There are many others.
In the factory building in the distance where the vision was obscured, there were many people gathered, and some of them still had the aura of the awakened ones.
It seems like they all entered the dungeon?
Is this copy quite popular?
Half a minute later.
As Lin An and the two men appeared behind the office building with 99% strength, the crowd who had been waiting at the entrance of the dungeon immediately looked at the two men solemnly.
However, under the disguise of Milai's scalpel, none of them came out of Lin An. They could only vaguely sense that the two Lin An who appeared should be of the second level.
But even at the second level, in the eyes of these people, he is considered a super strong person.
The crowd gave way silently, and one young man who looked like the leader looked at Lin An extremely warily.
Before he could speak, Lin An frowned and asked directly:
"Do you need to wait for the copy? What are you waiting for?"
Looking at the posture of this group of people gathered here, they are all waiting for the dungeon to open.
It shouldn't be.
Chu An didn't tell him that he needed to wait here.
He was slightly startled, and after seeing Lin An taking the initiative to speak, the young man looked strange.
"No need to wait, we are just discussing how to play."
After the words fell, several awakened people around them looked at Lin An and the two with somewhat ambiguous eyes. The meaning in their eyes seemed to say, aren't you here to play too?
"How to play?"
Lin An was slightly stunned. This was the first time he heard an awakened person dare to comment on a copy like this.
Seeing that Lin An really didn't know.
In the team, a somewhat wretched short awakened person sneered and said:
"Okay, stop pretending. Who comes to this copy not to have fun?"
"We are all men, stop pretending to be domineering."