A biting cold wind blew by.
In a deserted ruins, near the car wreckage overgrown with weeds, a figure suddenly appeared here.
Su Ziyu looked at the gray snowflakes falling around him and couldn't help but sigh: "It's winter already?"
He remembered that the last time he left, it was almost autumn, and he didn't know how long this world had passed. Su Ziyu looked around and judged the direction. He took off directly into the air and took off towards the outside of the ruins. He didn't know if it was because the energy level of the wasteland world was too low. Su Ziyu felt that he was using his psychic ability to fly. The consumption has increased a lot, almost double that of the Hundred Ghost World.
The energy level of the Wasteland World is 1, and the energy level of the Hundred Ghost World is 2.
Su Ziyu tried to summon a trace of psychic lightning, and it was confirmed that the consumption of psychic energy had indeed increased. It was as if this world had a faint suppressive force, and it was far from being able to mobilize energy as easily as in other worlds.
The higher the energy level of the world, the easier it is to mobilize supernatural power, and the more beings with special abilities.
Basically, in a world with energy level 2, existences such as ghosts and undead are very common, while in a world with energy level 3, supernatural existence is already commonplace, and even ordinary people may know about it.
The level of civilization is also similar.
Civilization level 1 is basically medieval civilization, civilization level 2 may be modern civilization, and civilization level 3 is basically modern civilization. As for the world of civilization level 4, Su Ziyu has not been to it yet, but it is unstable. Mechanical Ascension' is civilization level 4, which he estimates should be a plane in the interstellar era.
Su Ziyu flew into the air and observed his surroundings for a while before falling down. Flying directly consumed too much spiritual energy and it was not cost-effective. He did not consume a little energy by flying at low altitude. Anyway, his physique recovered quickly.
bump.
Su Ziyu's figure landed on the roof of the ruins, and then his figure flew out and jumped for nearly thirty or forty meters. Then he jumped suddenly again, and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred meters away. . This method consumes less spiritual energy, and the speed is not very slow. It only requires a little telekinesis during the sliding process.
He wasn't quite sure where he was at this time, because everything nearby looked strange.
Squeak!
Just when Su Ziyu landed on an abandoned metal pipe, three big black rats suddenly jumped out and rushed towards him.
Sonorous.
A sword light flashed.
When the three big rats landed on the ground, they were already corpses. Su Ziyu squatted down to observe, fiddled with the corpses of these rats with his hands, and murmured: "Mutated again? Or are the rats in this area special?" big?"
These giant rats are already the size of small dogs.
They smell like asphalt, and the pipes look like they were used to transport oil.
"Let's find a place with people first." Su Ziyu jumped away again.
About half an hour later.
Su Ziyu, who was moving at high speed, suddenly heard some movement. It was a burst of intensive gunshots, which seemed a bit far away from him.
On the north side.
Su Ziyu instantly changed his direction and flew directly towards the location where the gunshots came from. Guns were extremely abundant in the wasteland world. Almost everyone, even children, had guns in their hands. Listening to the dense gunfire, it seemed that There seemed to be a lot of people.
soon.
A huge ruin appeared in front of Su Ziyu, which seemed to have been bombed by nuclear weapons. Su Ziyu saw an extremely terrifying pit, which was not very far from the building. The peaks in that area were still there. There are signs of severe collapse.
"Is this an oil field in the old world?" Su Ziyu landed and looked around.
Another burst of intensive gunfire came.
At this time, Su Ziyu could already see some figures not far away, probably about ten people. There were three or four modified off-road vehicles parked outside the ruins. They were shooting at something continuously, fighting on the side. I retreated bit by bit and evacuated. The most eye-catching one among these people is a big bald man. His arms are too thick to be ridiculous. He actually holds a six-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun in his hand. At this time, he is cutting off a piece of terrifying metal and tilting it towards the ruins. storm.
As soon as Su Ziyu got closer, he heard the other party's words, the familiar language and the speechless content, and even he couldn't help but laugh.
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure depleted uranium bullets.
One breath lasts 3,600 revolutions, bringing great mercy and compassion to the world. "
"Praise be to Gatling Bodhisattva, who has been practicing deep Prajna Honey for a long time, holding six tubes, and transforming into a supreme holy vessel. One tube, one sound, six-character mantra, no other mantra, the mantra says: Om Mani Padme Hum. Kindness. The heart is like an ocean, and it can save all sentient beings, far away from the world, eliminate the karma of the five gatherings, escape from the six paths of reincarnation, escape the disasters of eight sufferings, and go to the Western Paradise with six tubes and one breath, three signs and sixty thousand revolutions, and save all sentient beings. Rest. How great is Gatling Bodhisattva. How great is Gatling Bodhisattva."
Is this chanting
Su Ziyu looked carefully and found that the bald man was actually a Chinese. No wonder he could speak Chinese so fluently, but his dress was a bit Western and he looked more like a gun-wielding gangster.
Hiss.
Some unusually strong figures rushed out from the ruins. Almost all of them were left with only skin and bones, but they moved very quickly. They actually withstood the fire of the Gatling heavy machine gun and rushed towards the person in front of them. Group of people.
Ghoul
Are all the zombies here so powerful
Their speed is almost comparable to the living corpses Su Ziyu has seen before, and their vitality is almost the same. Even if their bodies are riddled with bullets, they still have the ability to move.
At this moment, a ghoul suddenly jumped down from the roof, seemingly intending to attack the bald man holding a Gatling.
But at this time.
boom!
A dull gunshot sounded, and the corpse was blown into pieces of flesh and blood in mid-air.
Anyone
Those people not far away obviously heard the gunshots. They first glanced at Su Ziyu's side with vigilance. After discovering the crushed corpse not far away, they retreated and ran here while fighting. come over.
It's a sniper!
boom.
There is no need to keep any bullets at the end. It is easy to get a lot of ammunition here anyway.
Su Ziyu didn't use other abilities, mainly because he was afraid of scaring these people and it would be very troublesome to explain, so he simply took out his anti-equipment sniper rifle and quickly killed the corpses rushing out one by one. ghost.
"HELP!"
A woman with darker skin shouted loudly as she evacuated. She looked a bit like an Indo-European mixed race, and she seemed to have been slightly injured on the shoulder.
The metal storm of the Gatling heavy machine gun stopped.
It looks like it's out of bullets. This kind of firearm consumes bullets very quickly, but it's just more fun to use.
"Contamination found!"
In Su Ziyu's perception, a light red aura target appeared, and he instantly turned his gun and aimed it at the broken wall of the ruins. What appeared there was a crawling monster. It no longer looked like a human being. The skin had basically fallen off, and what was exposed was dark red muscle tissue and unknown mucous membranes. This monster moved at an alarming speed. In Su Ziyu, When I aimed at it, it actually jumped off the wall.
Crisis perception
This was the first time Su Ziyu encountered such a monster. It seemed to have sensed something, and it quickly landed and ran back into the ruins. Soon it seemed to have entered the ground and completely disappeared from Su Ziyu's range of perception.
The corpses that rushed out were quickly dealt with.
The people escaping in front of Su Ziyu were both men and women, and they were of almost any skin color. Many of them looked like Hispanics. The leader was a white man of a certain age. Judging by his appearance, he was probably in his forties. He looked about 10 years old, with one eye intact and the other eye a mechanical one with scars left by claws at the corner of the eye.
"Thank you! Man!" The white man stretched out his hand towards Su Ziyu and said, "My name is Paul, and I come from the elk gathering place."
A place I have never heard of.
"Su Ziyu." Su Ziyu stretched out his hand to shake his hand and said, "A wilderness hunter."
Revenant
The middle-aged man named Paul couldn't help but look up and down at Su Ziyu in front of him. Wilderness hunters are all ruthless characters. The shooting skills Su Ziyu just showed is undoubtedly a ruthless character, but there is one thing that is slightly wrong, that is, he is wearing It's so clean.
Su Ziyu's black combat uniform didn't even look stained. He didn't look like a hunter who had been wandering in the wilderness all year round.
"Fat man."
"Come here, help this poor monk get his gun." A sound of heavy footsteps came.
soon.
A shiny bald head appeared in front of Su Ziyu. The other person smiled at him, walked over and said, "Chinese? I didn't expect that I could meet fellow countrymen here!"
"Are you from the Chinatown gathering place?"
"The poor monk's dharma name is caution."
"Thank you to the donor for helping me just now!"
This monk looked a bit nondescript. He was saying Dharma chants, but instead of clasping his hands together, he stretched out his hand to hold it and said: "What a marksman! I haven't seen such a powerful sniper in a long time!"
"Those radiation ghouls are faster than the other. I never thought you could shoot a headshot with a gun!"
This monk who calls himself a reboot wears a pair of black gloves. When Su Ziyu holds them, he can't feel the touch of flesh and blood, but is as hard as metal. If you look closely, his hands are actually mechanical arms. No wonder he can pick them up easily. Gatling heavy machine gun.
"Bionic arm?" Jie Se looked a little careless. He gently squeezed Su Ziyu's palm and looked at the anti-equipment sniper rifle next to him.
Su Ziyu did not answer his question, but looked at the white man next to him and said, "Do you have bullets?"
"I'm running out of bullets."
After all, Su Ziyu rescued them. The white man who led them nodded simply and said: "Yes. In the car."
"What type of bullet do you want?"
Su Ziyu said: "12.7MM."
"Yes." The white man turned and walked towards the off-road vehicle and said, "Follow me."
These people all seem to have good skills, and nearly half of them have signs of mechanical transformation. However, their members also look quite strange. In addition to nondescript monks, there is actually a black priest wearing a Crusader. , he was bandaging the wounds of his companions at this time, and nodded slightly when he saw Su Ziyu.
"Why are you here?" Su Ziyu asked casually.
"It's not just for supplies." The monk Jingse who followed was quite familiar with them, probably because they were all Chinese. He said, "They say there is a batch of military supplies in here."
"We originally wanted to go in and get some."
"I didn't expect that they couldn't even get into the ground. No wonder those bastards sold the news so cheaply."
The leading white man turned his head and glared at him, but Jiese didn't seem to care.
This guy looked nothing like the monk in Su Ziyu's memory. When he passed by a fat man, he fired up the heavy Gatling heavy machine gun and said, "We are not the only ones who know this news, but the question is who is it now?" Can you get in?"
"These radiation ghouls are much more difficult to deal with than the ones outside."
Su Ziyu smiled and said, "What about you now? Go back? Or continue?"
"If you go back, take me with you on the way."
"I'm running out of supplies. I need to find a gathering place to get some."
Paul nodded crisply and said: "We plan to go back now. If you want to go to the gathering place, you can come with us."
“You can buy all kinds of supplies at our gathering place.”
"And charcoal-grilled venison is the most famous delicacy in the neighborhood."
The group quickly left.
There was still something in their car, and it looked like they didn't intend to leave empty-handed. There were many metal parts found in the ruins. Not far from the off-road vehicle was a modified truck with some mold-like things on it. When Su Ziyu and his party walked over, a young man shouted: "Head!"
"The truck's tire is stuck. Come and help!"
Paul glanced at Jie Se next to him. The bald man walked over directly and lifted the truck up quite a bit with his arms raised.
The team took a short rest and then set off.
Su Ziyu was originally arranged to sit in the off-road vehicle, but as soon as he went over, he saw the mist inside. Two wounded people were wrapping something in paper and beating their heads violently. When they saw him, they raised their hands to signal that they needed help. Don't take a bite.
"No need." Su Ziyu frowned and turned around, jumping directly into the back of the truck.
Paul gestured slightly to the bald man next to him, and then he jumped up and sat directly next to Su Ziyu. He reached out and took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes, handed one over and said, "Would you like one?" ? Don’t worry! There’s nothing messy!”
Su Ziyu shook his head.
He didn't care about quitting sex and lit a cigarette. Then he casually said: "It's rare to see Chinese people? Where are you from?"
"Polaris." Su Ziyu said.
The great monk frowned and thought for a moment when he heard this and said, "It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where it is."
The car started quickly.
The two of them chatted without a word, probably because they were both Chinese and spoke more casually. Su Ziyu knew the time after a little innuendo.
at this time.
Twelve years have passed since he last left.
… … …
It's a bit late to write today.
(End of chapter)