It's not the wine that intoxicates, it's the person who gets drunk...

Wang Lan felt that this sentence reflected her current state of mind. Although the liquor had a high alcohol content, it did not make Wang Lan feel drunk.

Old Zhang's description of the past world, and Sun Muchen's longing and expectation for the past, deeply moved Wang Lan. He was even somewhat captivated by Old Zhang's description.

People live freely and harmoniously, without much scheming or infighting, and without having to struggle to survive.

What kind of world is it exactly?

Wang Lan had no idea...

Having witnessed the power of the gun firsthand and seen the devastating defensive fortifications of the final fortress, Wang Lan was even more perplexed as to why such a powerful force would be forced by mutated animals to build a border wall and retreat into this safe zone.

The mutated animals are indeed very powerful, but they are also afraid of bullets and artillery fire.

Wang Lan couldn't understand why humanity had lost.

Beyond the safe zone, there must be many more safe zones, and many more people struggling to survive, who must also want to return to the world they once knew.

Even if that world only exists in the stories passed down by word of mouth.

But it is what everyone desires.

Wang Lan suddenly had an idea: if everyone and all the weapons were gathered together, they might be able to turn the tide and win...

...

…

Daylight broke...

When a soft ray of light shone through the window and fell on Wang Lan's face, it felt like a pair of warm hands gently stroking her cheeks. Wang Lan was startled awake, jolted awake from her dream, grabbed the Vajra Umbrella beside her, sat up, and looked around warily.

Then, he heard a "snap" sound.

The sound immediately caught Wang Lan's attention. He looked in the direction from which the sound came and saw Old Zhang staring at him in astonishment in the kitchen.

On the ground where Lao Zhang was standing, there was a plate that had been smashed into pieces.

Old Zhang rolled his eyes at Wang Lan, walked to the side, picked up a broom to clean up the broken plates, and said irritably, "Did you have a nightmare? Why did you suddenly jump up?"

Wang Lan's expression gradually relaxed. She shook her head, pointed to the sunlight outside the window, and laughed, "Sigh, it's all the sunlight's fault. Although it feels nice on my face, it's too irritating. It made me subconsciously think there was danger."

"Tch, look at you, so pathetic. You've never experienced a good life," Old Zhang laughed. After cleaning up the trash, he put a few slices of bread on the table and said, "Come on, have breakfast. After we eat, we should continue on our way."

After saying that, he walked to the stairs and called out, "Sun Muchen, it's time to eat!"

"Here I am!"

Sun Muchen found a pink pajama set somewhere and put it on. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he came downstairs, carrying a pink plush toy in his hand.

Old Zhang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Sun Muchen's expression, and said, "You really know how to enjoy yourself."

Sun Muchen chuckled but didn't say anything.

The three of them ate breakfast while planning their next move.

Wang Lan tore off a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth, saying, "Don't you know a little about this fortress? Do you know what our next step should be?"

Old Zhang said, "Just keep driving straight ahead. The entire fortress is buried underground. This is the residential level. Go down, and you should be able to find their industrial or resource level."

Sun Muchen asked, somewhat puzzled, "If we just keep going down like this, even if we find the industrial layer and resource layer you mentioned, what is our purpose?"

"It mainly depends on whether there are any survivors!" Wang Lan said, but he was still a little uneasy, after all, he had just killed a living person last night.

“Not necessarily,” Old Zhang shook his head. “Judging from the current situation, there are probably very few living people left in the final fortress. What we should do now is go to the core area of ​​the final fortress. If there are any living people, they must be in the core area. Only by finding them can we understand the operating mechanism of the final fortress and be able to compete with the monsters outside. And then… that’s an equally important thing.”

Old Zhang looked at the brother and sister and said solemnly, "We need to find a map, not a map of the safe zone, but a map of the outside world. We will eventually leave here, and we can't survive alone. We must find more people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lan shook his head and laughed.

Sun Muchen and Lao Zhang were both taken aback.

Wang Lan looked at Lao Zhang and said, "Actually, I never expected that you would change so much."

"Huh?" Old Zhang was clearly taken aback by Wang Lan's sudden remark.

Wang Lan seemed thoughtful. "If we hadn't been together these past few days, I would have really thought someone had switched your brain!"

Old Zhang didn't understand and pressed for an answer: "What do you mean?"

Wang Lan said, "The Lao Zhang I remember, while not exactly cowardly, has never left me with a good impression. But these past few days, my impression of you has become increasingly different. You've become more and more calm, more and more intelligent, your driving skills are superb, you know a lot about firearms, and you're especially knowledgeable about the interior of the fortress. If I hadn't met you at the beginning, I would have really thought... you were a member of the Final Fortress!"

"Me? Someone from the final fortress?" Old Zhang shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Are you kidding me? How could I possibly be someone from the fortress?"

“It’s best if it isn’t,” Wang Lan nodded, “because if you are… I might very well consider you a traitor who talks nonsense… and kill you.”

However, Wang Lan then grinned and said, "Just kidding. Eat up, we should get going after we finish."

After saying that, Wang Lan got up and left, patting Lao Zhang on the shoulder as she passed by.

I finished breakfast in this anxious mood.

The three of them packed some food and drinks, got into the car, and drove off.

The sunlight shone behind me.

A warm breeze blew through the car windows.

It carries a gentle floral fragrance and the aroma of earth.

If you ignore the monsters above and the infected relentlessly pursuing you once they're spotted, you can actually feel quite relaxed.

Old Zhang stepped on the gas.

Because the number of infected people is increasing.

They gradually left the residential area, the surrounding houses became fewer and fewer, the trees and flowers gradually faded away, and the roads began to become rugged.

The vibrant colors were replaced by earthy yellow, making it feel like being in a desert, but instead of scorching heat, it made the group feel rather cold.

Raise your head.

The blue sky and white clouds have disappeared, and above are huge rocks with clear marks from the excavation, stretching into the distance.

However, the further they drove, the more uneasy they began to feel.

Just how much underground space does the final fortress have that it has been open for so long and still hasn't reached the end?