Da da da.
Pasha walked into the towering wall, and as the heavy iron gate fell, it seemed that the connection between the two worlds was completely cut off.
The buildings inside the wall look much cleaner and tidier. There are some armored vehicles parked beside the wall, and you can even see modified tanks. The buildings are arranged in an orderly manner, and there is no garbage on the ground. It should be there every day. Someone is cleaning. This place looks like a military camp. Some people wear special mechanical watches on their wrists. They all seem to have a relatively high status.
Pasha walked through the gates expressionlessly.
There are many guards here, not all of them are humans, but also some robots with humanoid appearance. They use their cold mechanical eyes to scan everything nearby. Once they find any intruders, they will be shot mercilessly.
Pasha finally walked into a white and bright office.
"Father." Pasha lowered her head and said respectfully.
"You're back." There was an old-looking man sitting in the office. He was much older than anyone Su Ziyu had ever seen here. He was probably very old, at least over seventy years old. The old man put down the document casually, crossed his fingers and held his chin and looked at Pasha in front of him. Although his face was old, his eyes were very sharp, with a pressing sense of oppression. He said slowly: "Go and see the asylum seeker." Is there a man coming out of the institute?”
"Yeah." Pasha lowered her head and said.
"You didn't bring him back. It seems like he doesn't intend to join us?" the old man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
Pasha was silent.
"We don't have much time left." The old man sighed.
He stood up.
It can be seen that he was tall and burly when he was young, but now his body has become a little bumpy. There are dark blue age spots on the old man's exposed arms. He turned around and looked out the window. After thinking for a moment, he slowly Said: "Three days later. You take the people and set off again."
"We have to find that information."
Pasha nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."
A somewhat stiff smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said with a gentle expression: "Go down and have a good rest."
"Yes. Father." Pasha leaned over and left respectfully.
Click.
The door to the room is closed.
The spacious and bright office was quiet for a long time, and suddenly there was a suppressed and violent growl. The old man's face at this time was ferocious and terrifying. A trace of scarlet gradually appeared in his originally cloudy pupils, and the thin muscles on his face seemed to have insects inside. He was squirming like he was drilling back and forth, and his body showed a large number of dark blue marks, and his sharp nails directly scratched out traces on the table.
He was shaking.
The old man struggled to open a drawer under the desk. He took out an anti-radiation injection and quickly pierced his arm. Soon, his painful and manic roaring and breathing gradually subsided, and those muscles that kept squirming It seemed to have calmed down, and only those dark blue age spots became more and more eye-catching.
"I don't have much time left..." The old man sighed, his expression struggling and hesitant, with a hint of complicated desire.
He silently looked at the row of anti-radiation injections in the drawer, with a mocking look on his face, and murmured: "Solomon. This is the antidote you found for us, but now it has become a poison for all mankind..."
"What exactly do you want to do?..."
"I will find you one day!..."
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The wind is very cold tonight.
When Su Ziyu went back, he passed by the dark alley again. He heard the whistling wind and the murmur mixed with the wind.
"hungry!...meat!..."
"hungry!...meat!..."
Hungry…
Meat…
The weird whisper made Su Ziyu feel palpitations, but this time he saw nothing, no one, no black shadow, and there was nothing in the dark alley. But the murmurs that could not distinguish between men and women kept coming with the sound of wind.
Su Ziyu felt goosebumps all over his body.
He put his hand on the weapon at his waist and stared expressionlessly at the alley that looked like a huge black mouth. He retreated step by step until he was within the range of the street lights, then turned around and walked quickly towards Walk in the direction of the hotel.
Something lurks here.
Su Ziyu didn't know what the hell it was, but he felt that it was more dangerous and weird than the monsters he had encountered before.
A group of people were fighting there again.
Some painful screams came from the alley, but everyone nearby ignored them, and some people even cheered with interest. The bar was still brightly lit, and standing at the door was a man dressed as a Western cowboy. He was sitting on the front of a car smoking, holding a woman with heavy makeup in his arms.
Su Ziyu saw the thin man who stole his wallet that day. He was standing at the corner of the street with a few people. After discovering Su Ziyu's figure, he quietly lowered his head and turned around and went into the alley.
The man's legs were not broken.
Su Ziyu suddenly smiled, with a mocking expression on his face.
The guards have returned to the wall. Standing on the wall are some soldiers with indifferent expressions. Their duty is to not allow anyone to approach the wall at night, and they are indifferent to everything else.
A few Indians were still selling roasted rats there.
But the strong Indian was gone. There was another man sitting on the chair, drinking and smoking, with his gun within easy reach.
I don’t know where they found so many rats.
Su Ziyu suddenly stopped while walking. He saw the man he saw when he came back this evening, the leader of a group of scavengers. This man looked drunk, with a lot of wine scattered around him. He was holding a bottle of wine and drinking there. While drinking, this tall and burly man suddenly started crying.
She cried until her face showed blue veins, her voice was hoarse and her whole body was shaking.
But there was no sound.
Everyone passing by turned a blind eye to this. On the contrary, there were a few black people in the dark corners quietly sizing him up, with expressions like staring at prey.
Like a hungry vulture.
Su Ziyu didn't know what he was thinking now. His thinking was a little confused at the moment. He walked towards the man step by step, raised his hand and snatched the bottle from the other man's hand, threw it to the ground, and then looked at him with red eyes and anger. hour.
Snapped!
He slapped her with a loud backhand.
Su Ziyu threw his wallet over and said calmly: "Is there any hope?"
The furious man who looked like an injured lone wolf was stunned for a moment. He saw the large stack of banknotes in his wallet. A glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Zi in front of him. Yu, the man's face was a bit unclear under the dim light, but he could tell he was very young.
"Is there any hope?" Su Ziyu asked again.
"Yes!" The man suddenly stood up. He seemed to recognize Su Ziyu, because he had seen her once during the day, and the drunkenness on his face was fading rapidly.
Su Ziyu stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Then what are you waiting for?"
"Thank you... thank you!..." The man's voice was hoarse and trembling. He bowed to Su Ziyu and then left quickly.
There were stunned looks all around.
The people nearby had surprised expressions and looked at Su Ziyu with strange eyes. When he turned around, he saw Old Bill not far away. The German man looked surprised and nodded towards him distantly.
Su Ziyu nodded in response.
Then, he turned around and walked towards the hotel. He felt that his thinking was a bit chaotic today and he needed to calm down and take a rest.
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(End of chapter)