With thirty imperial spearmen, Li Meng left the restaurant and walked toward the north side of the trading area.
At this time, there were not many people in the trading area. Most people had returned home, and very few people stayed in the trading area.
With thirty imperial spearmen, Li Meng entered the northern passage in a mighty manner.
After a while of turning seven times and eight times, Li Meng came to the passage outside the residence where the original owner of the body was.
Without stopping or even glancing at the door, Li Meng and a group of imperial spearmen disappeared at the end of the passage.
When we passed another corner, everything in front of us suddenly became vast.
This is a warehouse, a logistics area in an underground mall, where goods are unloaded and loaded. The space is large and very empty.
This is not just a logistics area, there is also an underground parking lot on the other side.
Decades have passed, and the vehicles in logistics have long since disappeared, leaving only useless things.
The vehicles were dismantled and smelted by the people in the shelter to make iron spears and corresponding iron tools.
As soon as we entered the logistics, the rolling cold wind rushed towards us, and the whistling sound was endless.
The temperature dropped instantly, and even though he was wearing armor, Li Meng felt a biting cold.
In the logistics, Li Meng led the imperial spearmen to walk quickly. At this time, the only way to warm himself up was to move his body.
Not long after, not far away, the import and export of underground logistics had entered Li Meng's eyes.
There was a layer of frozen white snow on the ground in front of the exit, and Li Meng even saw the light from outside.
As they approached, Li Meng arrived in front of the exit, stepped on the upward slope, and looked out to see the sky outside.
There is nothing, only dark clouds, the dark clouds are rolling, moving towards the east...
There was a thick layer of ice and snow on the exit slope, making a "creak" sound when stepping on it.
Step by step, Li Meng climbed up bit by bit.
When there was no longer sky or slope in front of him, Li Meng had already walked out of the gap and came to a vast white world.
Standing outside the exit, Li Meng looked around, silent.
This place is located on the edge of Qing'an City, far away from the city center. It is precisely because of this that it has escaped the scope of a nuclear explosion.
Except for the tall building behind it, the other buildings are all low.
The shopping mall and the buildings around the shopping mall are no longer visible. Not only the buildings, but also the streets are buried under the ice and snow.
The low buildings were completely covered by ice and snow, turning into snowy mountains. If you look carefully, you can see traces of buildings in the snowy mountains. When you look into the distance, you can only see endless snowfields.
There is no earth under my feet anymore, but snow, thick snow.
A gust of wind blew up and rolled up snowflakes, flying past Li Meng.
Looking at all this, a stream of white gas rolled out of Li Meng's helmet, instantly turning into a piece of ice crystal and falling to the ground.
It's really cold...
Shivering, Li Meng took a step forward, and the snow covered Li Meng's feet.
Just a hundred meters ahead, there is a river, which is the green river of the shopping mall, about twenty meters wide.
In such an environment, the river water has long been frozen, and the snow on the river surface is unknown how deep it is.
Braving the biting cold wind, Li Meng came to the green river.
The guardrail by the river is still there, just covered with a layer of ice and snow.
Standing behind the guardrail, Li Meng looked down.
The river surface is about five meters high from the guardrail. The middle of the river and the other side of the river are both flat. Only the snow below is like a hill, almost as high as the guardrail.
Thirty meters away on the right, Li Meng saw a staircase leading to the river.
Seeing this, Li Meng quickly walked over, followed closely by a group of imperial spearmen.
When he arrived at the place where the stairs were, Li Meng walked down the stairs step by step without any hesitation. Finally, he stepped onto the river with one step, and his whole legs were halfway submerged.
After getting out of the way, Li Meng said to the imperial spearmen behind him: "Pull out all those corpses under the snow."
This river is a place of burial, or to be precise, a place of burial. For decades, the dead in the shelter have been dumped in this river, buried under the snow.
Although no one would deliberately bury the body, as long as the body was thrown into the river, within a night, the cold wind would pick up snowflakes and cover the river with another layer of snow, and the snow would cover everything up.
Upon hearing Li Meng's order, the imperial pikemen moved forward one after another and followed the stairs into the river.
They used the spears in their hands to wave away the hill-like snow.
In Li Meng's eyes, a snow mountain collapsed, and the soft snow slid down, revealing a mountain of corpses inside.
It's a corpse, but it's also an ice sculpture. The color is just darker, no human skin can be seen, and even the clothes have turned into a frozen color.
As corpses were carried one by one by imperial spearmen to Li Meng, after a while, the snow in front of Li Meng was filled with ice sculptures in different postures, including those bent over and curled up into a ball.
, in various forms.
This is not an artistic picture, but a picture of struggle, survival, and cruel doomsday.
"Coordinate 1 is locked, coordinate 2 is locked."
In my mind, the reminders from 2020 keep ringing.
On the river in front of Li Meng, white light particles suddenly emerged from the void and entangled one ice sculpture after another.
In a few tenths of a second, the ice sculptures turned into white light and poured into the void, disappearing without a trace.
Too many reminders made Li Meng no longer pay attention to 2020's voice. While locking the coordinates with 2020, Li Meng looked around and began to think in his mind.
In the memory of the original owner of this body, since he was sensible, the population of the shelter was about 4,000. More than ten years later, there are still more than 700 people. This means that there are at least 700 people in this river.
There were also more than 3,000 corpses.
Of course, a large part of the more than 3,000 people died outside and were nowhere to be found. However, the history of the shelter was not only more than ten years ago, but twenty or thirty years ago.
Forty years ago, shelters also existed.
There will only be more bodies under the snow, not less than expected.
In the following time, Li Meng did not go anywhere, but searched for the body in the river with the imperial spearmen.
It took more than three hours, with the busy work of the imperial spearmen, before the hill on one side of the river completely disappeared.
"Commander, there are still a large number of corpses in the ice under the snow, but we lack tools and are unable to break the ice. Please give us instructions."
Once the snow accumulates too thickly, the snow below will melt. Once the snow melts and turns into water, it will freeze into ice.
Li Meng knew that there were more corpses in the ice under the snow, but Li Meng also knew that those corpses would only freeze them in the ice forever.
Opening the item page, Li Meng took a look at the resource points.