From a bus stop sign that fell on the side of the street, Qi Lin learned that this small city by the sea in the Far East is called "Nerozsk".

This is a very typical Russian city name, but the town is so small and not famous that it is difficult to find the name of this small city even on the national map of Russia.

Nerozsk is more remote than Pripyat, the city is a little smaller, with all the buildings crammed into a narrow valley, and in the middle of the city there is a concrete road that can only accommodate two trucks in parallel.

The road runs along the valley and runs through Nerozsk, with low, dilapidated abandoned buildings on both sides.

The city is relatively well preserved, it has not experienced the baptism of war, and Qi Lin has not seen the traces of explosions or the walls full of bullet holes, which shows that before the end of the world, all the residents here should have fled here, and the city, because it has no military, political or even economic value, has not become an enemy attack or bombing target.

As for the excessively high concentration of radiation, it is due to the terrain, the barrier-like terrain on both sides of the valley firmly "locks" the radiation to Nerozsk, where it is more difficult for the radiation to slowly dissipate over time than the city on the empty plain.

Qi Lin had walked more than two hundred meters on the only road in the city, when his instinct suddenly told him that there seemed to be something wrong with a small restaurant located on the side of the road.

Intuition comes from the subconscious, and many times, a small detail that is easily overlooked can be captured by a sweeping gaze and warn the brain.

Qi Lin pulled out the pistol behind him, aimed it at the small restaurant, and slowly leaned over.

This small restaurant is a small two-story building with a faded sign hanging from the door frame covered in a thick layer of dust.

The tavern has two windows on this side of the road, the glass is dirty but relatively intact, and behind the windows, there is a dark curtain.

Qi Lin walked all the way to the door of this restaurant and looked carefully, and at this time, he finally realized what the source of the slightest mistake he had felt before.

The door of the restaurant is an ordinary single wooden door, and the doorknob is a tinned copper ball, and many of the plating on the copper ball has been rubbed off, revealing a large number of dots of patina.

And on this doorknob, there is almost no dust accumulation, which is in stark contrast to the window sill with a thick layer of dust and sand on one side.

Has anyone opened this door recently?

Qi Lin subconsciously thought that the other party must be a "human", at least a humanoid creature with a high IQ such as "zombies", and beasts and zombies would not open the door.

Qi Lin lowered his head, wanting to find the footprints on the ground, and at this time, he found that although there was not much dust on the ground near the door, there was also a thin layer, and it would take at least ten days and a half a month to accumulate this dust.

The dusty ground and clean doorknobs may seem contradictory, but they can be explained by the topography of Nerozsk, which is due to air convection, and the wind blows in the direction of the valley from time to time, and the dust has to accumulate on the smooth spherical surface, which obviously takes more time.

These clues provided Qi Lin with a message, either the other party had not returned for a while after leaving this small restaurant, or the other party had been hiding in this small restaurant for this time and had not come out yet.

The latter is a relatively small possibility, and even if there is food in the small restaurant, it will not be too much, and even if this is a stronghold for players, those who have settled here will not be able to go out for days on end in search of necessities for life.

What's more, this is a high-concentration radiation zone, and it is not a big problem to pass by, or stay in Nerozsk for a few hours for a short time, but if you want to stay here for a long time, even if you have enough anti-radiation agents, your body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Unless, the other party also has a constitution that is immune to radiation.

But if it is a physique with radiation immunity, it is even more impossible to shrink into such a small house, people with this physique can completely search for supplies in the city, and they are not more worried about someone coming to fight for it, this place is completely a paradise for them.

After thinking about it again, Qi Lin preliminarily deduced that the guy who left this trace should have just passed by in a hurry, searched for some food and supplies here and left.

Aiming the muzzle of the pistol at the door, Qi Lin grabbed the doorknob and turned it gently.

The mechanical structure inside the doorknob was already rusty, and there was a harsh friction sound when it was turning, which made Qi Lin frown, if there were still people hiding in the house now, this sound would definitely be heard by the other party.

Opening the door, Qi Lin walked in with extremely light steps.

The restaurant's foyer is furnished with four dusty round tables, and a half-height wooden bar separates the foyer from the back kitchen.

The wind outside couldn't blow inside the house, so Qi Lin finally found a lot of messy footprints on the wooden floor.

Judging by the size of the pattern on the soles, the two people who entered the restaurant were supposed to have gone up to the second floor after a few laps around the first floor of the restaurant, and then came down from the second floor and left the restaurant.

The footprints are all clear, and there are no traces of deliberate forgery or covering, so the possibility of the other party stepping on his own footprints after leaving the restaurant is ruled out.

There is no one in this restaurant.

Qi Lin breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and closed the door behind him, raised his head, and began to carefully examine the scene in the restaurant.

Sticking to the door was a handwritten menu, but Qi Lin knew only a little about Russian, which was once taught to him by a Russian mercenary when he was drinking, and Qi Lin could only recognize the three more famous things on the menu: big leba, vodka, and a kind of sausage.

The string of letters in front of the sausage is supposed to be a place name, because the place at the end has the same suffix as Nerozsk, which means "town" in Russian.

The four round tables were empty, and the bar was empty only with two empty vodka bottles, and several cabinets in the back kitchen were wide open, and it seemed that the two people who had come in had looted the small restaurant.

It was estimated that there would be nothing left on the second floor, so Qi Lin finally looked around the interior of the restaurant and retreated from the original way.

It is imperative that food and water and, of course, weapons must be found.

Unlike China, Russia's laws do not prohibit civilians from owning guns and ammunition, and the controls are relatively relaxed, especially in some remote areas, where almost every household can spend a tael on weapons such as hunting rifles.

Coming out of the restaurant, Qi Lin quickly set his sights on a four-story building across the street, which, judging by the AK47-shaped sign outside the house with only a metal frame, was supposed to be a weapons store specializing in guns and ammunition.