The rain is still falling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feren looked up and glanced at the sky. For this world, day and night mean little anymore. Even during the day, the thick clouds never meant to disperse. No matter what time of year people look up, they can only see black and oppressive dark clouds, as for the clear blue sky, the warm sun, the bright full moon and countless stars, they have long disappeared from people's memories. The only way people want to see these things is through the images that remain before the Cataclysm.

Of course, this no longer makes sense for them.

The only way to judge day and night is during the day, when it is slightly brighter outside, and at night, when you can't see your fingers. Other than that, there is no difference between the two.

Last night's pastime was not bad.

Thinking of the girl who was lying asleep on the bed at the moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Faeron's mouth. Last night was a very wonderful night for me, and the other party's reaction was very green, even a little shy. From the brief contact, Fallon could tell that she was not a "runaway woman" who sold her body for a living, and that she might even be someone's fiancée or lover. But it didn't matter to Feron, at least he had a good time last night, and that was enough. As for whether the other party will cause any trouble because of this, that is not something you need to care about.

Now, then, it's almost time to get down to business.

Thinking of this, Faeron took out a green, baseball-sized data cube from his pocket and pressed it gently. The next moment, the block was unlocked, and lines of information appeared in front of him. At the same time, a series of voices sounded in Faerun's ears.

“……… This is the scavenger squad, we are investigating in Area C, and we have found traces of zombies, and they may be more numerous than we thought........."

“……… Here are the scavenger squads, we found hundreds of zombies, they attacked us, and luckily these damn things weren't our match. But we also have human sacrifices......... Hank, I'm sorry I couldn't take his body back, he was caught by a zombie and ......... We burned him. Through observation, we found that there is not only a group of zombies here, but we will continue to track ........."

“……… This is the Scavenger Squad, and we've eliminated three hordes of zombies, which are getting smaller and smaller in number, and they shouldn't pose a threat to the town. But just now, we found traces of energy suckers. We don't know if it's a lone energy-sucker or a bunch of them, but anyway, it's not good news. I've sent someone to investigate and see if I can find any leads........."

“……… Damn, this is a squad of scavengers, and none of the people I sent have returned. This has verified my guess, I'm afraid we're in big trouble!! We've now reached the edge of the safe zone, and while I'd love to keep going and find those damn energy suckers, it's too dangerous to rush into the black hole area without preparation. I'm already planning to evacuate, the electromagnetic storm is coming, and I suggest that the town better strengthen its defenses......... Hey, what's that! All of them! Get ready for battle!! Damn it............! ”

This is the last communication.

"Looks like they're in big trouble."

Hearing this, Faeron smiled and spoke, glancing at the signs on the map that marked their final location and location. After finally confirming the location of the target, Fei Lun picked up the wide-brimmed hat at hand and put it on, then pushed open the door in front of him, and soon, violent raindrops mixed with icy cold wind rushed in front of him, completely enveloping his body.

Everything has its own way of survival.

Humans have always believed that they are the masters of the earth, they have taken everything from the earth, and then they have destroyed everything, and they even think that they are going to destroy the world completely. And it turns out that this idea is nonsense at all, and the earth will use its actual actions to tell mankind that no matter how serious the destruction, it is only human beings who destroy and die. And the earth is still the earth, and without humans, other species can still survive. Just like the ancient age of dinosaurs, no matter how developed the civilization was, from the perspective of the earth itself, there is no essential difference between humans and dinosaurs.

This is especially true when standing on the edge of the ruins and looking at the city in front of you.

"These guys really ran to a headache place.........

Looking at the ruins of the city not far away, Pheron's smile did not change in the slightest. He looked up at an off-road vehicle not far away, it had crashed into the cement pillar in front of him, there was no blood on it, and the rainstorm had washed everything clean. Only a mutilated leg hangs outside the door, revealing its last presence to passing visitors. Of course, this leg may not stay long, although the zombies are not interested in it, but for mutant beasts and some nomads, it can be regarded as a very good food.

"Roaring ..............."

From the sound of the rain came the roar of a beast. Dark shadows gradually emerged from the rain, they were dressed in tatters and covered in rotting flesh. In the dark eyes, there was an eerie scarlet glow, containing a desire to kill like a flame.

Looking at the zombies slowly emerging from all directions, Faeron did not feel the slightest nervousness, on the contrary, he just stood there quietly, carefully looking at the monsters that were getting closer and closer.

Just when these zombies were only a few tens of meters away from Fei Lun, they only heard a series of roars, and the next moment, those monsters that were originally slow and leisurely suddenly erupted, like vigorous cheetahs, and pounced towards the prey in front of them at a rapid speed. They stretched out their sharp claws, trying to grasp the living life in front of them, and completely tearing his body, devouring his flesh and blood, making him taste the same pain as himself!

But the next moment, their bodies lost their momentum and scattered.

The cold light glittered across their fingers, elbows, shoulders, and necks without pause. The zombie's stiff, sturdy limbs were like tofu in front of this little scalpel, easily cut, cracked, and shattered. The sharp, sharp blade slit throats, cut off hands and feet, and pierced brains. In just a moment's time, the roar disappeared, and the rain covered everything again, and Faeron stood silently in place, motionless. And at his feet, the zombies that attacked him just now had turned into a pile of flesh.

"Fifteen, it seems that they are fish that slipped through the net........."

Seeing the blood on the scalpel washed away by the rain, Faerun's fingers moved slightly, and the next moment, the shiny and sharp scalpel disappeared without a trace. And he reached out again, pulling down the brim of his hat.

"Delin, have you found their whereabouts?"

(Yes, master.) ）

Along with Feron's inquiry, a soft, calm voice emerged in Feron's mind.

(They abandoned their supplies and vehicles and retreated to the tunnel, which doesn't seem to be too stupid.) ）

Hearing this, Faeron nodded slightly, and then he leaped down from above with an arrow step, and fell to the ground silently like a ghost. Then Faeron didn't look at the abandoned and fallen containers on both sides, and walked leisurely into the tunnel in front of him.

The inside of the tunnel was not completely dark, and the dim lights flickered on the walls twice. Disasters have changed everything in this world, even the electronics. They no longer need wires or other energy delivery systems to supply energy. As long as you are in the network energy coverage area, any electronic device can be used as you like.

In the past, they were the hallmarks of civilization, but now they are a harbinger and warning of life and death.

The storm is coming.

Looking at the flickering wall lamp, Faeron didn't say much, he just squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the tunnel in front of him. It's clear that those unlucky guys are in a fierce firefight here. Perhaps their original intention was to avoid the storm and destroy the enemy at the same time. This was evident from the hasty, makeshift bunker in front of Feron, made of wooden crates and tires. But for unknown reasons, they abandoned the decision to defend here and fled to the depths of the tunnels............

Thinking of this, Feren set his eyes on the two corpses not far away, judging by their costumes, they should obviously be members of that team, their weapons still in their hands, and their faces could still see expressions of horror and despair. But their bodies were strangely thin, not malnourished by long-term starvation, but completely skinny and bone, as if all but the outermost skin and bones had been drained. Seeing this scene, a chill flashed in Faeron's eyes.

"Looks like they're really out of luck."

(It's an energy-sucking monster, and there's more than one, what do you think are the chances of them surviving until now, master?) ）

"I think ..............."

At this, Faeron suddenly stopped talking, then he closed his eyes, listened intently for a moment, and then opened his eyes again, revealing a calm and elegant smile.

"I think the chances of them surviving are 100 percent."