The surviving dragons struggled through the harsh environment to sustain the last glory of Earth's first civilization, fishing and fishing in nearby rivers, turning abandoned urban gardens into farmland and vegetable gardens, and taking advantage of the brief and intermittent warm weather to grow cycads and ginkgo.

The dragons even raised a group of palm-sized rodents, a kind of inferior mammals, from grass seeds, earthworms, and insects collected in the wild, but these lower animals, which did not seem to have evolved intelligence, were actually very insidious, and without paying attention, they let them dig a hole in the fence and run them all out......

However, on the continent of Gondwana, which has returned to the Dark Ages, the biggest threat to the survivors who survived is not the unstoppable natural disaster, but the other dragonmen!

Only a handful of dragonmen were able to enter the underground shelters, and the vast majority of dragonmen were still on the ground—in their own homes, at their jobs, in familiar places to meet the devastation of the asteroid impact.

Most of the dragonmen died, but a few survived.

The devastating blow of the Great Impact caused not only the official collapse of the dragonman society, the collapse of order, and the loss of agricultural harvests, but also the loss of trade between each region and other regions.

With the pitiful production of this devastated land in the years of disaster, even the small number of survivors can no longer maintain their daily needs, so the dragonmen who still stick to the ground, if they do not want to starve to death quietly, can only be reduced to hordes of homeless people, robbing homes everywhere to make a living.

Driven by hunger, these homeless people are like locusts, walking all the way to eat, and when they can't find anything to eat, they gnaw on the bark and grass roots or eat themselves - directly eating dragon human flesh, especially in the savings areas that are less affected by the catastrophic climate and have a lot of agricultural products, and they are the focus of robbery.

And the settlers who were entrenched in the ruins of the subsistence goods also attacked and fought each other from time to time for territory, food, women and other things - in this dark age without law and morality, the only thing that determines survival is the simplest violence.

In the cannibalism of the remaining dragonmen, the already scarce resources were further wasted, resulting in a dwindling population of the land.

Coming out of the underground shelter, the dragons who occupy this area are not weak, but the ruins of this city are in the main traffic arteries before the big impact, and there are also crazy gangs of homeless people passing by from time to time.

Therefore, in the past two years, it has been a painful process of mental and physical transformation for the dragons entrenched here, from the silly white sweet survivors who still maintain the most basic order and legal consciousness, to the ruthless survival groups, they have experienced too much-

They were also repeatedly attacked by armed homeless people or bandits – strictly speaking, there was no difference between the two, and the potatoes and turnips that had not yet grown in the fields were looted, and even the seedlings were gnawed.

There were also a few unlucky companions who were accidentally caught by the homeless in their sleep, skinned and cut the meat alive and cooked in the pot...... In order to defend their lives and hard-won food, the evaders from the shelter worked tirelessly to remove bricks and pillars from the ruins of the building and dig up stones, and built a fortification consisting of stone walls, barricades, and trenches.

One of the escapees, a knowledgeable looking dragonman, looked up and down and nodded, "It's very similar to what I saw in the museum, archaeologists restored the early cottage or dock fort of our ancestors." ”

His words drew a sneer from his companions, "It's a little safer this way." ”

The seemingly knowledgeable dragonman finally concluded.

Shelter escapees have become fierce in the course of a food crisis, killing some of the local survivors in order to save food consumption during the previous food crisis, and fighting with other settlements in the vicinity of the region to grab land and food, but so far they have not been hungry enough to eat the same kind of meat......

What's even worse is that Rao is so struggling to survive, fighting with the sky, the earth, and people, this group of dragons who came out of the underground shelter are still constantly attritional, some are killed, some are sick, some are frozen to death, and some are accidentally burned to death...... By this point, there were only about two dozen people left.

- On the continent of Gondwana in the dark ages after the asteroid hit the earth, every surviving dragonman is a dead remnant of the legendary cockroach......

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Thinking back on the hardships and hardships he had experienced in the past two years, the leader of the dragonmen couldn't help but sigh, wrapped himself in a greasy, dirty coat, and emerged from the cellar where he slept, walked through the first floor, which was very dark because most of the doors and windows were blocked by snow, and walked up the crumbling stairs to the second floor.

It was cold in the room, as if it had been frozen, and there was not the slightest heat, so the leader of the dragonmen looked around, and then at the place where the firewood was stacked, and found that there was not much firewood left before the snowfall, and it should be used up after two or three days at most.

But winter will last for a long time, if you don't take advantage of the short sunny day after the snow stops, go out to collect some firewood in the cold wind and come back, then when the terrible storm comes again, you can't go out again, and there is no fuel in the house to keep warm, then there will be a risk of freezing to death in the bed-

Last winter, many of his men froze to death in such a state of misgrief.

After a moment of hesitation between enduring the bitter cold and the possibility of freezing to death, the dragonman leader still felt that it was better to be alive, so he turned around and took an axe, and then, he didn't bother to dig a hole through the gate buried by the snow, but jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor, stepping on the two-meter-high snow and walking out.

As soon as they left the house, the wind blew in the face with fine pieces of snow foam, hitting the faces and causing pain.

The leader of the dragonmen shouted a few words, and the impatient humming and chirping of his subordinates squeezed out of the almost sealed rooms everywhere, and it was obvious that on such a cold morning, everyone was willing to lie in the warm bed, rather than come out to work and suffer.

The leader of the dragonmen waited for a while, and saw that no companions had come out, so he lowered his head and wrapped his coat tightly, and walked on the snow with difficulty, and after a few steps, he saw a rough barricade made of furniture, rubble, bricks, and broken cars—

This is the fortification of this small settlement built by the Vault Escapees.

The settlement is located on a small headland surrounded on three sides by rivers, which form a natural defensive barrier. As long as you put some effort into building a wall on the only side that connects to the land, you can defend it decently.

However, seeing the scene in front of him, the leader of the dragonmen couldn't help frowning, because he found that because the snow was so heavy that the snow was up to two meters thick, any outsider could easily step on the snow and walk from one side of the barricade to the other, and the ditch outside was also filled with snow.

In addition, the river behind it is also frozen solid, and vehicles can run on it - that is, the current settlement has become completely defenseless!

But even if he knew about this kind of thing, the dragon leader had no way to solve it, thinking that if it was freezing today, there should be no enemy to attack - with the poor constitution of the homeless people who were half starved, ragged, and covered in abscesses, most of them would not be able to walk a few kilometers in this weather, and they should be frozen into popsicles.

So, the leader of the dragonmen just said hello to the shrunken sentry on duty in the barricade booth, and went out with his axe.

Outside the barricades that guarded the settlements of the evacuees, there was a small open space in the downtown area of the city, where the prosperity of the past had vanished, leaving behind abandoned houses with no traces.

In the first days, the escapees who had just come out of the shelter were actually a little excited in their hearts, everything in front of them was ownerless, they could take it as they wanted, they could use it as they wanted, and the supplies they needed were directly found from the ruins of the city.

All kinds of combustibles, wooden doors, floors, books, newspapers, all of them are good fuel for drying and burning fires, they really lived a life without worrying about food and drink, food and clothing, but as more than two years have passed, the wood and books that are easy to collect and resistant to burning have almost been burned out, those cloths, clothes and other things, as well as better uses such as keeping out the cold, the remaining small amount of coal and fuel oil is the last reserve treasured by the dragon leader, and it must not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

Therefore, the current dragon man leader can only chop down branches with an axe, just like the woodcutter in ancient times.

After being busy for more than an hour, and just a little hot on his body, the leader of the dragonmen collected two large bundles of firewood, tied them with ropes, and then took a steel pipe to use as a flat burden, and walked back like this......

The ruins of the city after the heavy snow give people the feeling of being extremely silent, the sky and the earth seem to be a bleak snow white, and there is only the whining and whistling of the wind in the ears.

The leader of the dragonmen felt that the heat of his whole body was being quickly blown away by the cold wind, from his limbs to his nerves to his senses, he was almost numb from the cold, he didn't eat breakfast, his body couldn't get energy replenishment, and he was a little dizzy under the pressure of hunger and cold, so he just stepped on the snow and carried the burden back with instinct.

It wasn't until he happened to notice a flash of metal on the corner of the street that his frozen mind suddenly started to work again, and he became alert for a moment.

However, by this time, it was already too late for the dragonman chieftain.