Cassia had no way to measure time. When he woke up, he found that he was no longer lying on the metal table in the laboratory. Around him was now a piece of scorched earth swept by flames, and the extremely high temperature flames made the ground
All the gravel on the ground has turned into glass-like objects. Only the foundations and blackened tree stumps covered by black ash on the ground can show traces of human habitation here.
The wind is still blowing around, which is cool but does not lose the warmth. Occasionally, there will be a soft and delicate rain in the air.
It was clearly spring weather, but there was no trace of life on the surrounding black land. Even the most tenacious seeds were completely turned into ashes by the flames, and were then carried away by the strong wind.
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He didn't know where this place was, so he could only walk very, very far in one direction with his head down. The dark and scorched earth around him was disappearing little by little. His naked upper body was completely wet by the drizzle, and he sucked the moisture condensed on his arms.
Drops of water, like a desert-like thirsty throat, finally relieved some of the anger.
"Where is this?" The voice kept echoing around me. The surrounding area was obviously an extremely wide plain-like field, so vast that you couldn't even see the edge. You could only see the overlapping black and blue lines that gradually intersected with the sky.
But the sound can echo here.
Still no answer. Why are there no answers to my questions? Cassia is a little irritable, her throat is extremely thirsty, and the water droplets gradually gathering on her arms are not enough for her needs.
I need to find a source of water, in this scorching and scorched land that seems to have no possibility. Cassia wants to find a vantage point to increase his field of vision. When he woke up, he saw a black blurry shadow in the far distance, but walking
After a long time, the distance between the two still seems to be in a parallel state.
"Shouldn't I be lying on the metal table?" The boy's lips were dry and cracked, and there was bright red flesh inside, but it seemed difficult to tell whether there was blood or not in the desert-like body.
"Shouldn't I be undergoing some kind of surgery?"
"Shouldn't I be in the underground laboratory of the biology building of the military school?"
"Why am I here?"
Cassia has many questions in her heart, but there is not even a living thing around to answer him. There is only the wind that keeps blowing and the drizzle that comes from time to time.
The rain is very sweet. He did not forget to comment that the rain in spring does have a different taste, which is the taste of life.
It seems that there is no night or day here yet. The sky has always been like a burning flame, with bright red and pitch black covered by black smoke. They are stretched into a long ribbon to cover it.
The red color of the sky is really too bright, as if their fuel is scarlet blood, with an endless supply, otherwise how could something as boundless as the sky be ignited and burn like a raging fire.
The ground turned back to black scorched earth, and it was impossible for life to exist in this area. Cassia looked at the wet black ashes under his feet, and his white shoes had been dyed with another layer of new clothes. He walked across a strip on the ground The broken glass-like scorch mark burned by the flame jet is a shocking mark, and you can even really feel the temperature of the flame at that time.
I don’t know how long he walked, but Cassia gradually felt that there was no strength in his body. His steps began to shake, so the next step he fell to the ground, and his body was immediately stained with black and huge shadows like thirsty blood. Shrouded him the moment he fell.
When he raised his head, the blurry shadow in the distance was already standing in front of him.
This is a battleship broken in the middle. Its wreckage is too huge, and the bright red light in the sky is temporarily blocked by it. This is a mountain made of steel, with an unknown number of years of natural weathering on the black shell. Due to erosion, the huge gears, turning shafts, complete projectiles, and broken bodies scattered around were covered with red rust.
They now just stand quietly on this black scorched earth, without the language of life, only the mournful sound of the wind blowing on them.
Cassia struggled to stand up and walked step by step around the wreckage. He saw the shocking wound in the center of the battleship. Most of the alloy in the wound took the shape of lava losing its temperature and condensing. Because of the scorching temperature, most of the main body of the battleship was damaged. It was melted into a metallic liquid, and then the part that was still barely connected below could not withstand the huge pressure, broke suddenly, and finally fell on this piece of scorched earth. What kind of fire should it look like to have such a huge flame? The power to melt battleships into molten iron?
There is no one around to answer.
Continuing forward, not far away is a gun barrel that fell apart due to the huge impact. The caliber exceeds Cassia's height. The rusty death spiral inside no longer has a sharp taste, but it cannot be seen in the depths. It's dark, but it still seems to show that it is still a giant steel dragon that can breathe out flames.
After bypassing the ten-meter-long gun barrel, the unique sound of steam parts came from the front, which was the hissing sound of a damaged gas valve.
Cassia's face showed surprise. It turned out that there were other voices in this world.
Familiar white steam columns appeared in her pupils. Cassia rarely smiled and wanted to cry with joy, but there was no water needed for tears. The chapped lips were stretched and painful due to the muscle movement of the smile on her face.
The steam column is also lingering, but this does not prevent it from carrying a large amount of water vapor.
This is a rubber hose as thick as an arm. The air valve at the bottom has been eroded with a gap due to rust, and steam is gushing out from it. The other end of the hose is connected to a complicated machine, with gears and shafts scattered. There is a place, but under the sound of steam gush, you can still hear the subtle sound of gear rotation. This machine, like the steam, is still making its final groan.
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Cassia took off her wet pants and used them to cover the gap in the air valve to collect the moisture in the steam. After repeating it several times, she finally felt traces of liquid flowing in her body, and her thirsty throat no longer burned.<
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He finally had the energy to look at the noisy machines around him again. The gear stacks were eroded by nature, and the red rust stained the surrounding land. There was a corner of a pitch-black card exposed inside, which was a password card with the same style as the current one.
There is not much difference between password cards.
Cassia picked up the password card and naturally did not leave any traces on it. Although the card had lost its original luster, the gears still intact inside showed that its effectiveness was still there. There was a card next to it.
Well, Cassia judged that the steam hose connected should be a molecule on the battleship analysis machine.
The password card was easily swallowed by the incomplete analysis machine, and then the sound of the gears inside increased a little, but after waiting for a while, nothing changed around it. It was a boring thing to do, and Cassia would not expect it.
It is the most normal result that the warship that has become a wreck can miraculously fly again, and there is no change in the surroundings. After resting enough, he feels that he has some strength in his body, and he is going to observe the wreckage of the warship again, so as to prepare for the next step.
Find a suitable path for your climb.
Then as soon as he stood up, there was an electronic sound unique to radio machinery coming from around him.
"Hello, human friend." A few words came out from the analysis machine, and the voice was like this world with a flaming sky. There was no life, no power, only the same gasping as Cassia, and the same breathing as the steam valve.