Chapter 1156 The City Where the Sun Never Sets 26

a blacksmith shop specializing in camel accessories;

Empty shops hung with painted grey-jujube linens;

The shop with the iron hook hanging at the door is a pork shop;

A drugstore with linens painted with grass and leaves...

The means of production here are more complete than in the previous Gobi Desert, but 90% of these places are empty.

The streets, shops, houses, everything was deserted.

Fu Anan walked into a random room and found that all the cabinets and wardrobes were opened. Even the bed board was bare, showing signs of moving.

In the vast Gobi Desert, there was only Fu Anan.

She led her camel along the street, collecting useful items. Two long nails used by the butcher's shop to hang meat. These nails were made of cast iron, about 30 to 40 centimeters long, shaped like an "S", and sharp at both ends.

There were only two of these left, probably because the owner forgot to take them away when he left in a hurry.

Some wooden tables and benches.

These dry woods are all excellent materials for starting a fire. She also has some meat in her space, which she can use to make some fire.

Go into each one and take a look.

Almost every household took away food, water, cloth, seasonings, camels, etc. Fu Anan picked up a small handful of gold sand among them, but did not find the ones listed above.

When she reached the intersection, she found something unexpected - a corpse.

The death of this corpse was very strange.

He looked like he had killed someone he had a deep hatred for, and his face was filled with a look of great satisfaction. However, the weapon in his hand was stabbed into his own heart.

This was a fairly fresh corpse. The blood had just dried, giving it a slightly reddish hue. Poking at its skin, it was still elastic, barely showing any signs of livor mortis.

Perhaps death is but a few hours away.

Fu Anan became alert instantly, thinking that there might be other people here.

She first looked at her camel, strode out, took the camel's lead, and looked around vigilantly.

Be much more careful at the back than at the front.

The sandstorm had just thrown up dust and dust, covering up much of the Gobi Desert and obscuring any traces of previous human activity. Lacking any information from outside, Fu Anan, armed with the pork shop's iron hook, was searching each location.

During this process, she encountered several more corpses. Three of them were relatively fresh, two of them killed by each other, one committed suicide, and one of them was a player she knew well!

Players basically don't mix with NPCs, and Fu Anan vaguely feels that these new corpses are all players'.

It is not difficult to imagine that a fierce battle had taken place here before, but Fu Anan couldn't understand why the last person committed suicide.

Her gaze lingered on the three bodies for a moment, and just as she was about to leave, she paused at the door.

She saw something on the beam of the house!

Fu Anan twisted his waist, held onto the wooden pillar and climbed up in a few seconds, and saw the full picture of what was hidden on the beam - a survival card!

Sixteen days into the game, I finally found the survival card. It was hidden in the beams of the house, with just a tiny corner peeking out.

If it weren't for her good eyesight, she wouldn't have been able to see it at all.

Fu Anan suddenly remembered the unknown vast territory and hid 10,000 survival cards in the game. He just threw them into the desert, who could find them?

So this round of the game is not just about survival, but also about the survival cards?

She remembered the suggestions she had given to the system before, and she didn't expect to be tricked.