Its eight single eyes gleamed with an eerie green light, and its enormous fangs opened and closed intermittently, as if waiting for the next prey to walk into its trap.
It would occasionally twitch and mend its giant web, its movements so agile they seemed completely out of place for its enormous size.
Seeing these giant spiders and their webs, and recalling the mutated flies and dragonflies I'd seen before, made me realize how powerful these creatures are.
Jiang Wu was speechless.
It was the dead of winter, a world of ice and snow.
These mutated insects are all so active.
This world is crazy.
A few hours later, the sun set.
The golden afterglow shone on Little Gold's wings, turning its feathers an even more dazzling gold.
Jiang Wu sat on the bird's back, gazing at the vast city silhouette that gradually appeared in the distance, and took a deep breath.
We've arrived in the capital!
If the sheer size of Shanghai had already left Jiang Wu speechless with astonishment.
The sheer scale of the city of Shangjing that he saw at that moment astonished Jiang Wu even more.
The scale here is actually much larger than that of Shanghai!
Even when viewed from the air, it gives the impression of stretching endlessly.
As they drew closer, Jiang Wu's mood grew increasingly heavy.
The entire city was eerily silent, as if it had been frozen solid.
The former capital is now covered by thick snow, and many low-rise buildings have been completely buried. The original street layout can only be determined by the occasional exposed roof.
The glass curtain walls of most high-rise buildings are broken, resembling black, gaping mouths.
On the streets, countless zombies staggered through the snow.
Their clothes were frozen solid, and some of them were so deep in the snow that their knees were sunken in, so they could only crawl slowly by relying on the strength of their upper limbs.
Many more zombies were trapped in the ice and snow, unable to move.
Or it might simply be frozen solid by ice and snow.
Unlike Shanghai.
It's so cold here, and the snow is so deep.
Moreover, due to the cold, the snow here has frozen into ice.
Very hard.
Ordinary zombies are simply unable to cause significant damage to these thick layers of ice and snow.
Therefore, even zombies seem to live a particularly miserable life here.
What is that?
Suddenly, Jiang Wu looked in confusion toward the northwest area of the city.
That large area was shrouded in thick fog.
The thick fog seemed to be frozen in place.
Even the wind cannot blow them away.
The area shrouded in this thick fog is very vast.
It covers almost half of the northwestern urban area.
And it's also very tall.
Even those hundred-meter-tall buildings can only be vaguely seen as shadows.
What's going on there?
What is that thick fog that looks like it's solid?
However, Jiang Wu did not cause any unnecessary trouble. Instead, he took out a map and directed Xiao Jin to fly towards the Ministry of National Defense.
Even if it is covered by heavy snow.
Even with countless mutated plants.
But the place we were going to was far too conspicuous in Beijing.
After all, that was the central area of the capital.
Soon, a highly recognizable building came into Jiang Wu's view.
The Ministry of National Defense building.
It is more robust than the surrounding buildings; although some walls have collapsed and the glass curtain wall has been completely shattered, the main structure remains intact.
The flags that used to flutter on the rooftop are long gone, replaced by several mutated plants sprouting from the cracks. Dark green vines are wrapped around steel bars, and unmelted ice crystals still cling to the leaves.
Xiao Jin landed on the roof of a relatively intact office building near the main building.
Jiang Wu flipped down and took out a map from his backpack, on which the exact location and internal structure of the Ministry of National Defense were marked in red.
He consulted the map and strode towards the main entrance of the Ministry of National Defense building.
The retractable gate at the building entrance was twisted and deformed, lying on its side in the snow.
Jiang Wu stepped through the retractable gate and entered the hall.
The hall was in a mess, with various items scattered on the floor, including some white, withered bones.
Thick dust covered the surfaces of everything, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.
But strangely, there was no trace of zombies at all.
"According to the map, the archives should be on the third basement level."
Jiang Wu consulted the map and found the staircase leading underground.
The stairwell lights were already off, leaving it pitch black, but his Level 4 Evolver eyesight was enough to see the way ahead.
Jiang Wu walked down the stairs step by step, each step making a "rustling" sound on the thick dust, which was particularly clear in the quiet stairwell.
Every now and then, he would use the Level 4 Rat King Claw Blade to cut down anything that stood in his way.
The corridors on the third basement level were equally deserted.
Then, Jiang Wu stared blankly at the dozens, even hundreds, of doors on both sides of the long corridor.
So many rooms?
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wu smashed open a door next to him and went inside.
It was full of filing cabinets, and the filing cabinets were full of files.
Densely packed.
There is no clear indication of what type of file is inside.
Jiang Wu tried taking out a few documents from one of the cabinets and started reading them.
It's highly confidential.
But it's not what I wanted at all.
Jiang Wu was speechless.
He walked out of the archives and looked at the long corridor, somewhat bewildered.
Depend on.
The map Yuan Weijie provided only indicated that classified documents were likely stored on the third underground floor.
However, he didn't say which one.
We have to search room by room; we'll be searching ourselves to death.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of something slightly moving.
Jiang Wu looked up abruptly and saw a small camera slowly rotating in the corner of the ceiling, its lens precisely aimed at him.
"Someone's there!" Jiang Wu's eyes lit up.
Unexpectedly, a working camera was discovered in the Ministry of National Defense's underground archives.
This means that there are still people alive here.
The fact that they can control these things means they are very familiar with this place.
Or they might be workers here.
He/She should know what's going on here, right?
Jiang Wu lowered his claws, indicating that he meant no harm.
He then rummaged through his bag for a moment and found a marker.
Picking up a loose piece of paper from the ground beside him, Jiang Wu wrote two large characters on it: "[Let's chat]".
Then he held up the paper and waved it at the camera.
The monitoring room is located on the second basement level.
Three men in worn-out military uniforms were staring intently at the screen.
The screen showed Jiang Wu holding up a piece of paper with the word "Chat".
"Company commander, who is this guy?" The younger soldier lowered his voice, unable to hide his surprise. "Outside it's freezing cold, and there are so many monsters. How did he get here? And... he looks too clean. He doesn't look like someone who has struggled to survive outside."
The man referred to as "Company Commander" was a middle-aged officer with a resolute face and deep wrinkles around his eyes.
His brows were furrowed, his gaze sharp as an eagle, as he carefully examined every detail on the screen.
Remaining silent.
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