Da da da.

Pasha walked into the towering wall. As the heavy iron gate fell, it seemed as if the two worlds were completely cut off from each other.

The buildings inside the wall looked much cleaner and tidier. There were some armored vehicles parked by the wall, and even modified tanks. The buildings were arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no garbage on the ground. Someone must have cleaned it every day. It looked like a military camp. Some people wore special mechanical watches on their wrists. They seemed to have high status.

Pasha walked through the gates with an expressionless face.

There are many guards here, not all of them are humans. There are also some robots with humanoid appearance. They scan everything approaching with their cold mechanical eyes, and once they find any intruders, they will be shot mercilessly.

Pasha finally walked into a bright white office.

"Father." Pasha lowered her head and said respectfully.

"You're back." An old man was sitting in the office. He looked much older than anyone Su Ziyu had ever seen. He was probably very old, at least over seventy. The old man put down the document, crossed his fingers and looked at Pasha. Although he looked old, his eyes were very sharp, with a sense of oppression. He said slowly, "Did you go to see the man who came out of the shelter?"

"Yeah." Pasha lowered her head.

"You didn't bring him back. It seems he doesn't intend to join us?" The old man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Pasha remained silent.

"We don't have much time left." The old man sighed.

He stood up.

It can be seen that he was very tall and strong when he was young, but now his body is a little bulging. 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 will set out again with your men."

"We have to find that information."

Pasha nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

The old man showed a somewhat stiff smile on his face, and said gently: "Go down and have a good rest."

"Yes, father." Pasha bowed respectfully and left.

Click.

The door of the room is closed.

The spacious and bright office was quiet for a long time, and suddenly a suppressed and violent roar was heard. The old man's face was hideous and terrifying at this time. His originally turbid pupils gradually showed a hint of scarlet, and the thin muscles on his face kept wriggling as if there were bugs drilling in them. There were a lot of dark blue spots on his body, and his sharp nails scratched out marks on the table.

He was trembling.

The old man struggled to open a drawer under the desk. He took out an anti-radiation injection and quickly injected it into his arm. Soon his painful and manic roars and gasps gradually subsided, and those squirming muscles seemed to have quieted down. Only the dark blue age spots became more eye-catching.

"I don't have much time left..." The old man sighed, his expression struggling and hesitant, with a hint of complex desire.

He silently looked at the row of anti-radiation injections in the drawer, his expression seemed to be somewhat mocking, and murmured: "Solomon. This is the antidote you found for us, but now it has become poison for all mankind..."

"What do you want to do?"

"One day I will find you!..."

The wind is very cold tonight.

When Su Ziyu went back, he passed by the dark alley again. He heard the whistling sound of the wind and the whispers mixed in the wind.

"Hungry!...Meat!..."

"Hungry!...Meat!..."

Hungry……

Meat……

The strange whispering made Su Ziyu feel a palpitation, but this time he saw nothing, no one, no shadows, and there was nothing in the dark alley, but the murmurs that could not be distinguished between men and women continued to come with the wind. Su Ziyu felt goose bumps all over his body.

He placed his hand on the weapon at his waist, staring expressionlessly at the alley that seemed like a huge dark mouth. He retreated step by step until he was within the range of the street lights. Then he turned around and walked quickly towards the direction of the hotel.

Something is lurking here.

Su Ziyu didn't know what the hell that thing was, but he felt that it was more dangerous and weirder than the monster he had encountered before.

A group of people were fighting there again.

There were some painful screams coming from the alley, but no one nearby paid any attention to them. Some people even started to make noises with interest. The lights were still bright over there at the bar. Standing at the door was the man dressed like a cowboy. He was sitting on the hood of a car smoking, holding a heavily made-up woman 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 other people. After noticing Su Ziyu, he quietly lowered his head, turned around and went into the alley.

The man's legs were not broken.

Su Ziyu suddenly laughed, with a sarcastic 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. They are indifferent to everything else.

A few Indians were selling roasted rats there.

But the strong Indian was gone, and sitting on the chair was another man, drinking and smoking, with a gun within reach.

I don’t know where they found so many rats.

Su Ziyu was walking when he suddenly stopped. He saw the man he met when he came back this evening, the leader of a group of scavengers. The man looked drunk, with many wine bottles scattered around him. He was holding a bottle of wine and drinking it. As he drank, the tall and burly man suddenly started crying.

She cried until veins appeared on her face and her whole body was shaking.

But there was no sound.

People passing by turned a blind eye to this. Instead, in a dark corner, a few black people were quietly looking at him with an expression as if they were staring at prey.

Like a hungry vulture.

Su Ziyu didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. His mind was a little confused at the moment. He walked towards the man step by step, raised his hand to snatch the bottle of wine from the other's hand, threw it to the ground, and then his eyes were red and angry.

Bang!

He slapped her loudly with his backhand.

Su Ziyu threw his wallet over and said calmly, "Is there still hope?"

The furious man who looked like a wounded lone wolf was stunned for a moment. He saw the large stack of bills in the wallet, and a glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Ziyu in front of him. The man's face was a little unclear in the dim light, but it could be seen that he was very young.

"Is there still hope?" Su Ziyu asked again.

"Yes!" The man stood up quickly. He seemed to recognize Su Ziyu because he had seen him once during the day. 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... Thank you!..." The man's voice was hoarse and trembling. He bowed to Su Ziyu and left quickly.

There were looks of astonishment all around.

The people nearby had surprised expressions and looked at Su Ziyu with unfamiliar eyes. When he turned around, he saw Old Bill not far away. The German man had a surprised expression and nodded at him from a distance.

Su Ziyu nodded in response.

Then he turned and walked towards the hotel. He felt that his mind was a little confused today and he needed to calm down and take a rest.

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