The golden twilight moment of "neither day nor night" only lasted about fifteen minutes.
When the dazzling light reflected the last ray of light from some scattered glass in the city, the entire site was occupied by endless, trembling, and oppressive darkness.
The moon and stars are sparse, the "vultures" are circling, the sound of water is sparse, and the roaring sounds emerge.
As he gradually walked up the stairs of the relatively intact building in the middle of the block, which was mainly pitch black, Laite was amazed at how quickly night fell in this world.
When I first climbed up to the second floor, the sky outside was still golden and orange, but when I climbed up to the third floor, it turned into a dark red world. When I climbed up to the middle of the fifth and sixth floors,
The whole world turned into a realm of pure darkness, without any of the vibrant scene that I felt when I entered the city before.
"Lait." Brett's rich voice came from in front of Lit, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.
"What's wrong?" Laite asked, using the moonlight seeping in from some rooms with open doors and windows, trying his best to stare at the slightly ethereal silhouette of Moros.
"Otherwise, turn on the flashlight. Although this thing is useless in Sokra and Chekavsk, it is somewhat useful in the wild and urban ruins."
As he spoke, Brett handed him a cylindrical object with a metallic color and about the size of Wright's forearm.
"Flashlight? Isn't the empire's power system imperfect? Don't we often use portable kerosene lamps to perform tasks? Why, is this a new technological product of the empire?" Laite played with the "skilled" one in his hand.
Flashlight".
After pressing the button at a familiar location, there was a quick "pop" sound, and a white diffuse circular aperture appeared in front of him.
"That's right, it's something new. I remember you used to like playing with machinery. Although you never made any research results, your perseverance has always been the object of our study. Being able to use this is your talent." Brett teased.
I don't know what the irony is...it's still a kind of encouragement, but it shouldn't be a problem to use it as encouragement.
By the way, I remember Brett mentioned that I like machinery when he was in Socrates. However, in the last world, I was a liberal arts student. Although I didn't know anything about steam machinery and natural science, I at least didn't know anything about it. Apart from knowing a few "Newton's first
In addition to terms such as "One Law" and "Quantum Mechanics".
Since Brett has mentioned several times that he is interested in machinery, and these scattered memory fragments that cannot be actively touched do not bring any hints, maybe they are not important things, right?
Otherwise, his identity as a time traveler would have been exposed long ago, wouldn't he?
"This flashlight, the Empire named it 'Eternal Light', symbolizes a light that appears forever in the long night. It's quite poetic, right?" Brett's voice interrupted Laite's thoughts.
"Yes, it feels very poetic." Laite agreed and nodded.
"And its efficacy is consistent with its name, eternal light. The battery of this flashlight is said to use a new fuel. As long as the internal components are not damaged, it can be guaranteed to be used for at least fifteen years. It is said that it is obtained from some old
The result of interpretation from the documents of the Crusted Empire." Brett said with a proud face.
Half of his pride comes from the fact that our empire can use such effective scientific and technological products, and the other half comes from the fact that the Zine Empire is gradually catching up with or even surpassing the legendary great empire with strong military, prosperous culture, happy residents, and strong strength in the scientific field. empire.
"New fuel?" Laite played with the "Yongguang" flashlight in his hand and tried to open the cover that bound the battery behind it.
"Don't move, there is... uh, there is a mysterious power. Don't open it, otherwise the whole body will be red and swollen, the skin will ulcerate, and eventually the whole body will turn white, and blood and pus will flow, and you will die painfully." Brett warned, reaching out to press. He stopped Laite's left hand that was about to move.
"You're not going to tell me that the mysterious power is radiation, are you? How can such a dangerous thing be used in a world with imperfect electricity? Sure enough, the technology tree of this world is crooked." Laite complained with a wry smile.
He hurriedly checked his hands. Fortunately, wearing tactical gloves, this flashlight did not cause him any immediate discomfort. It seemed that the metal shell of the "Yongguang" brand flashlight had a strong radiation protection function.
"It should be...radiation." Brett smiled sheepishly:
"However, the documents left behind by Crusted suggest the production method. As long as the derivatives of Ureum ore are properly extracted, the battery is wrapped in lead, and the outer shell is made of the refined product of 'dark ore', it will not cause any harm. .This batch of products was first used by several regiments near Zhinetsk. They used them for about fifteen or sixteen years without any harm. After that, I bought and reserved a batch last year for emergencies."
"If there is no danger, this thing is indeed good. But Brett, as a friend, I want to remind you something." Laite said solemnly.
"What?" Brett asked casually with a cynical smile.
"If an object is glowing and you really can't find the source of energy, I suggest you stay away quickly. Believe me, if you don't follow this rule, you will be worse than those people who 'die in pain' as you say It's going to be miserable. But," Laite lightly patted Brett's shoulder and said:
"You said that the people of the Socra Committee fell flat, and the management and technology of the entire city have not been improved in any way. But to change the way of thinking, we can indeed, and are also interpreting and learning from the technology of the Crusted Empire, slowly Develop yourself and finally create a new era of technological change, right?"
"What you want to say is that with the help of technology, let us eliminate all the Heartless and the Lost, and finally step through the Wasteland Era and usher in a new era of stars, right?" Brett asked rhetorically.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The Era of Stars, yes, the Era of Stars. A beautiful future, a prosperous future, a future full of hope."
Laite looked at the white light emitted by the "Eternal Light" flashlights in his and Brett's hands, as if he was seeing a road leading to a wonderful, bright, and hopeful future world.
However……
Ouch!
A wolf-like roar pierced the slightly silent night sky, interrupting Laite's brief reverie about the future.
"Let's go, Brett, find a place to stay first, and do some defense. I'm worried that the city will be very lively at night." Laite patted Brett's shoulder twice more, and walked on the ground covered with cobwebs and dust.
The abandoned stairs continue to climb upward.
This relatively complete abandoned building is almost nine stories high. It is different from some of the "tube buildings" that Laite has seen in this city. Its style is closer to the common style buildings in the Western Continent.
After all, the first type was built for war, and should be the product of the empire's initial attempt to restore order in the city.
The latter type is a type of commercial buildings built by the empire after the city situation stabilized, which needs to take into account both practicality and commerce.
After climbing up another two or three floors, Laite used the light of his flashlight to barely see a sign covered with rust and dark red residue.
It is round in shape and was originally hung almost three meters above the head. However, due to the passage of time, the nails on the sign have loosened a lot.
It showed the number "6" written in the common language of the Western Continent. If Laite hadn't seen an identical sign just now, he would never have connected this "6" with the number "9".
Shining the light of the flashlight on the three surrounding rooms, Laite discovered that the doors of the rooms here were all open, and there were still some mold-covered footprints. It seemed that they had been robbed by people from various legions, including the so-called "ruin hunters"
Empty.
The interiors of the first and second rooms were messy and dilapidated. Even the windows were missing, leaving only the window frames that could let in the breeze, and broken wood scattered on the floor.
The third room is generally neat and tidy.
Laite pushed open the iron door that was still intact and entered the room with Brett. After locking the simple copper door lock that was covered with black dirt but still usable, he began to observe the internal environment.
The floor of this house does not have any traces of marble tiles or mahogany baseboards, but is covered with a shallow layer of cheap cement.
After entering the door, there is an iron mechanical table in the middle, with a cheap vase carved from wood placed on it, and a few small wooden benches scattered on the ground.
In addition, in the room further inside, apart from an oak desk similar to the one seen in [Dream Constructor], there is a large wooden bed without any mattress or bedding, and a hanging bed above the head.
The only valuable one was a gas lamp with a strange shape, resembling a tiger with its mouth wide open.
It's just that the slightly rusty red pipes embedded in the wall have long since lost their function.
Perhaps the only remaining effect is to leave some traces of human habitation.
"It's quite safe here. At least the iron doors and broken windows are sealed, so we can sleep peacefully here. What did Miyou do? He was so hesitant to ask a woman.
"Brett complained, hands on his hips.
The light of the flashlight in his hand swayed chaotically under his large movements, causing Laite who turned around to feel a slight sense of trance.
Just as Laite was opening and closing his mouth, trying to explain to Miyou, the two of them suddenly heard a burst of messy, irregular footsteps.
From far to near, from bottom to top.
"Be careful, Comet, turn off the light." Brett warned in a low voice.
As an imperial soldier, his consciousness told him that he needed to act cautiously in an unfamiliar environment.
Immediately afterwards, he stood on the left side of the iron gate and made a gesture to Laite, telling him to hide on the right side of the iron gate.
At the same time, he slowly took out the "Federal-01" pistol that belonged to Moros that was in the holster on his waist. He had asked for it from Laite. He loaded the bullet quietly, held the gun with both hands, and looked at it cautiously.
Looking outside along the gap in the iron door.
Lait also imitated Brett's actions and took out the close-fitting "Bear" pistol, holding the gun in both hands, looking out of the iron gate with a serious face.
Da da da…
Ta da da, da da da...
Da da da da da da da da da…
As the footsteps got closer, Laite seemed to hear the voices of more than two people.
Moreover, some of the footsteps were mixed with an inexplicable heaviness, as well as a vague, non-human aura.
"Brother Te, help me, I don't have a weapon!"
"Miyou, it's Miyou's voice." Laite exclaimed.
Then, two "grapes" emitting scarlet light quickly flashed under the dim light, followed by a rapid knock on the door.
Winter, winter.
As a last resort, Laite quickly turned on the "Yongguang" flashlight and shined it outside the house.
Scarlet eyes, dark red hair, and traces of bright red liquid remaining at the corners of his mouth.
And behind him was a short woman with messy brown hair, the [Prayer] who was being led by a rope.
Just as Laite was about to open the locked iron door, Brett suddenly reached out to stop him.
Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the two people with sharp and cautious eyes, still holding the "Federation-01" pistol in his hand, and asked in a rich voice:
"You are Miyou, right? Where did we first meet?"
"'Eternal Motion' train, 'Eternal Motion' train. I am really Miyou, not a lost person with the ability to change form or a sequential monster. Let us in quickly, there is a big monster behind us." Mi.
Yu patted the iron door eagerly.
Brett and Laite looked at each other and nodded. Laite quickly unlocked the door and let the two embarrassed people in.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With the help of the flashlight, Laite glanced at the two of them in confusion.
He found that Miyou was holding a rope made of torn rags from black clothes, holding the [Prayer] woman, as if he was deliberately avoiding contact with her.
If you look carefully, you can see that his military green uniform had a long, thick gash cut open by some sharp object near the "chimney" badge.
The cut flesh inside was glowing with scarlet blood, slightly exposing the white bones under the skin, but fortunately, the skin on both sides of the split was stretching out countless tiny flesh-colored lines, crawling inward along the wound.
Because of Miyou's dual status as a vampire and a lost person, his wound healing speed is exponentially faster than that of humans, even to the point where it is visible to the naked eye.
The woman behind him didn't seem to be hurt in any way, but her face was extremely pale due to fright, her lips and hands were trembling unconsciously, and she had a haggard and panic look on her face.
However, before Brett could ask what danger Miyou had encountered, the four of them heard another wolf-like roar.
But this time it seemed closer, stronger, and more angry.
And mixed with the heavy footsteps that only a huge body can bring, making the ground tremble slightly.
Winter, winter, winter!
When the footsteps got closer and stopped suddenly, Laite quickly pointed his flashlight toward the open door.
A huge unintentional man about two meters tall, with green skin all over his body, and a red light glowing with burning fluid on his chest and heart appeared in the sight of several people.
Laite noticed that the head of this careless man no longer looked like a human being, but instead looked like a wolf with black and white fur, which seemed... more like a husky.
Moreover, the hair does not cover the whole body, but is concentrated on the head, chest, joints of the arms and legs, and near the ankles, giving it a unique sense of beauty.
With the help of the light of the flashlight, Laite also noticed that the body of this unintentional man was very strong, with the beauty of human muscles and a harmonious body proportioned to the golden ratio.
If it weren't for the ten sharp, steel-colored claws stretched out by both hands, and the scarlet tail hanging down behind him that resembled a deep-sea octopus, compared with a simple wolf head and a strong body, the latter would be
It is bound to attract the attention of many people with special interests.
However, he is an unintentional person and an enemy who spreads the virus and brings disaster.
Almost at the same moment, Laite and Brett held their breath and took a step forward. At the same time, they raised their pistols to the level of their eyebrows and pointed them at the "wolf-headed" Wu Xinren in front of them, which was glowing red and as strong as a machine.