Gray-black buildings obscure what little remains of the ceiling, stingily casting a dull glow from top to bottom.

The upside-down billboards swayed in the street with the gloomy wind, making bursts of piercing scraping sounds, like the sound of old saws stuck in wood, intermittently, intermittently, and from time to time, adding seven points of terror to this dark long street.

Han Xiuyu walked slowly on the potholed pavement, large chunks of concrete turned up, countless rotting corpses lying on both sides of the street, huge maggots crawling inside the skull, connecting wisps of viscous juice, and quickly building the old nest of the race.

Broken guns can be seen everywhere, bones with obvious tooth marks are stacked on the wall, metallic bullets are embedded in the road, in the walls, in the street lamps, as if they have been traumatized by the war, making this qiē look even more hideous, but also extremely helpless.

"Where is this?" Han Xiuyu smiled bitterly, bent down and wanted to pick up a pistol at his feet, but unexpectedly, his five fingers passed through the body of the gun and sank into the ground, and he didn't feel like touching the real thing for half a minute, "Sure enough, is it a dream again?"

The dream of "prediction", virtual and real, real and virtual, untouchable and touchable, sometimes very confusing to him. But if he is somehow in an unfamiliar place, and he still maintains his sanity, he is 90% sure of the difference between dream and reality according to a certain type of perception factor.

Dreams...... It's not a place to make him feel happy.

Since practice has proved again and again that his dreams are not good, Han Xiuyu has tried to avoid the habit of cranky thinking before going to bed, but even if he has practiced the ultimate move of falling asleep in thirty seconds, he will still inevitably be dragged into the fate of a long and strange dream.

I don't know what kind of weird thing it is this time?

That's it, what comes is safe. Once raw and twice cooked, he is not so rusty.

Retracting his hand, his gaze skimmed over the only advertising nameplate on the street, but he still couldn't make out anything. With the acceleration of urbanization in the country, the buildings that symbolize the characteristics of a region have long been submerged in the torrent of commodity economy, and it is difficult to deduce where this place is by relying on high-rise buildings.

"It's not S City. It's definitely not an N city." Glance at the number of abandoned vehicles. Han Xiuyu's pupils condensed slightly, "Hu R...... Shanghai? Shanghai? R's words, Changxing? Chongming? Or in the heart of the city?"

He walked briskly through the miserable pavement. The figure quickly passed a carrion corpse in a police uniform, a puddle of minced organs, and a pile of broken bones and bones. It wasn't until he looked at the license plates of this small place that Han Xiuyu really determined where he was.

Shanghai A, Shanghai B, Shanghai R, Shanghai J...... Except for Shanghai, there probably won't be any place where there are so many license plate numbers with "Shanghai". That is, the place of the incident will be Shanghai. And Shanghai is not far from the city of N, then. Also ...... from the base

"There's always a sense of foreboding."

Han Xiuyu squatted down to check on a corpse in a police uniform, perhaps his sense of smell had been weakened in his dream, so that he couldn't smell the heavy rancid smell.

So, he had the audacity to take a closer look at the corpse. It may have taken months of training to look at the decaying skull of the deceased, all the way to its empty lower body and a large handful of rotten intestines. Now he can't feel anything when he sleeps with a corpse.

However, when it came to the exercise plan of sleeping with the corpse, Han Xiuyu couldn't help but darken his face. Thinking of the scene in mid-February, when Yun Mo specially fished back a truckload of rotting corpses from outside and let them sleep in their arms, his mind was suddenly filled with the smell of corpses that could not be washed off.

Thinking of that at that moment, except for Zhao Yi and Yun Mo, the two perverts who did not change their faces, the rest of them were holding the toilet and vomiting for several days, even in a dream, Han Xiuyu felt that his stomach juices were tumbling, and he couldn't wait to vomit again.

Sighing and straightening up, he took one last look at the corpse before turning his feet and walking forward.

"The corpse that has been dead for three months, the policeman, did it come out to riot at the beginning of the last days?" Simulating frames of images in his mind, Han Xiuyu said to himself, "This place ...... Hasn't anyone broken through again? It has been the same as the death of three months ago, the car is, the body is, and the newspaper is also. So why was this place preserved for three months?"

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be possible to keep it for three months. This is the end of the world, although Shanghai's economy is prosperous, but the land is really tight, plus there are so many fleeing vehicles that they are dying, there is always one out of 100,000 cars driving to this place! There are hundreds of millions of people who go to this realm!

However, this place remains the same as it was when the end of the world first broke out, and even the corpses in this place are mostly rotting for three months. Moreover...... This long street is really a little too quiet.

"It's been ten minutes, and I haven't encountered aliens, let alone zombies." The more he walked along the long street, the more bottomless Han Xiuyu's heart became, "Strange place, the whole street is. Tsk, are you dead?"

"Boom, boom—"

As soon as the words fell, a strong gust of air suddenly erupted from the building in front of them, like a rocket cannon rushing out of the building, fiercely piercing a thick wall and raising a cloud of gray dust.

In an instant, it rolled with the air current, rolling up countless debris and stones, surging towards Han Xiuyu.

Han Xiuyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to open the spiritual power barrier, but unexpectedly, the barrier was crumpled into a shape, and the stones of Xu Ruo's bullet had already penetrated the water-colored rippling barrier, penetrated his arm that raised his self-defense, penetrated his body, and then hit the vehicle behind him heavily.

For a while, the sound of "da-da-da" was endless. [,！ It was just a blink of an eye, and the vehicle behind was completely shot into a sieve!

It's just air currents and pebbles, what kind of attack power!

"Roar, roar, roar—"

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, the two roars in the central area of the battle circle overlapped each other, echoing endlessly in this narrow space, instantly shaking Han Xiuyu's ears and buzzing, and even his brain became chaotic.

"Hmm......" His ears tingled and his brain was dizzy, Han Xiuyu knelt on the ground with his ears covered, and forced his body to resist the tsunami-like pressure in the distance, only to feel that the bones up and down his body were creaking, as if they would all collapse in the next second.

Pain! It hurts! It hurts so much!

Forcing himself to keep his eyes wide open and staring at the scene behind the smoke and dust, he roared and trembled, and the shaking pavement cracked into pieces in an instant, and a huge force came from far and near along the leylines, almost trying to shatter his fragile organs.

What kind of monster is that? Obviously, there is still a distance of 100 meters, and it actually oppresses people to this kind of immobile Cheng dù! What's more, this is still in his dream, if it is changed to the real world, at this time, he is only afraid that he has been crushed into pieces by the other party's coercion!

What is it? What is it!

Han Xiuyu shouted in his heart, desperately wanting to see through the true face of that monster, but unfortunately all the strength in his body was rapidly draining, and even his mental power was not enough to support him to "predict" this scene. The dark tones of gray and white gradually covered the sky, with his realm as the center, and the colors in his field of vision were fading minute by minute, returning to the dark sweetness of the essence of dreams.

Han Xiuyu understood that this was a symbol of the imminent collapse of the dream, and it was also a symbol of his prediction of failure. The lack of mental power and the fragility of willpower can't even support a prediction?

No, no! The world can't collapse yet! Forbid! At the very least, at least he had to see what it was!

The gray hue slows down the pace of devouring, and the cracks in the world slow down the offensive of pinning, but slow, does not mean stop.

But sometimes, a one-second pause is enough.

"Aang—" A high-pitched roar came from behind the smoke, and then, a mature alien ran in his direction, its flying speed and frightened pace, as if some terrible monster was chasing after it.

Alien of a mature body? What will it be afraid of? How could there be something it was afraid of?

His thoughts were confused, and when Han Xiuyu came back to his senses after a while, he saw a thick arm as thick as a stone pillar coming from behind the mature body, and easily knocked down the mature body like a chicken, and the human-like arm slammed down the abdomen of the mature body, and the huge coercion mixed with the force descended, and a monster three or four meters high smashed the abdominal cavity of the mature body, squeezing the alien full stomach of the internal organs at once.

Sour blood splashed everywhere, screaming in the ears, and the pressure was like a flood...... In the next second, the entire dream world was frozen into a black and white curtain, and it was torn into pieces in an instant!

"Ahh Han Xiuyu covered his painful head and sat up from the bed in the dormitory, cold sweat almost soaked his bedding, he gasped and adjusted his crazy heartbeat, and it was not until a long time later that he slowly calmed down.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Han Xiuyu, if you don't have a nightmare like this, I'm so scared that I'm going to shoot."

"What's going on?"

When he opened his eyes in a daze, Han Xiuyu saw his roommates gathered around his bed, and their faces were not much better than his. Wei Jun, Ying Tianyang, and Zhao Yi glanced at each other, looking at Han Xiuyu as if he had been fished out of the water, and his intuition felt abnormal.

"I'm sorry for having a nightmare and making you guys." It's 2:14 a.m., and if he hadn't shouted too loudly, the three tired people probably wouldn't have woken up at this moment.

"Specific things, I'll talk about it in a while, please help me pick up the inside line and connect to Yunmo, things are a bit tricky." He didn't care if the early hours of the morning were suitable for assimilation, Han Xiuyu felt that the obvious monster who couldn't see his face clearly was more important than resting. (To be continued)