The slums were silent at night, and there was nothing but the occasional glowing crystal furnace and the stench of industrial gases wafting around.

The lame man took Chen Lingfeng and the three of them to shuttle between the high and low steel pipes, his real name is Zhou Shuwen, his parents want him to be knowledgeable, Wen Taowu strategy, who would have thought that he would end up like this, and he could only spend the rest of his life in this kind of place, and his parents had long forgotten about him. No one here calls him Zhou Shuwen anymore, but everyone calls him lame.

Most of the people here, if they could still be called human, have long since lost everything they have been human, and are just surviving their lives.

Under the leadership of Zhou Shuwen, the three of them soon came to a relatively flat and open field between the steel pipes, where there were no dense vertical and horizontal pipes, but instead rows of chimneys with steam rising upwards, which was the heat dissipation system of the crystal furnace.

The people who lived here built simple houses around the steam chimneys with old iron sheets and broken pipes, which were called houses, but they were tin boxes that could shelter from the wind and rain.

However, due to the perennial steam emitted, the heat energy dispels the stench and provides a little bit of air to the people who live here.

Approaching the entrance to the residence, a group of people holding homemade weapons suddenly rushed out of the hideout of the tin house, and their bodies were mutated to some degree.

Zhou Shuwen waved desperately to the crowd with weapons, and soon a white-haired old man walked out from behind the crowd.

The old man saw Zhou Shuwen on the opposite side clearly, and immediately made a gesture towards the crowd on both sides, signaling everyone to put away their weapons.

"Cripple, how's it going? Can the door open for repairing the pipes? The old man came over with his body bent.

"Daddy, I was spotted by patrolling soldiers before I even reached the repair pipeline, but fortunately the three of them saved me."

"Who are the three of you? How did you come here, and you don't have any mutations in you? Only then did the old man notice Chen Lingfeng and the three of them standing beside Zhou Shuwen, and asked suspiciously.

"We are warriors." Hearing the word warrior, before Ning Yu finished speaking, the crowd behind the old man exploded and began to discuss, with hatred and anger in their eyes.

"We are warriors subordinate to Fireflies." Ning Yu continued.

There was another commotion in the crowd, but the tension in the air eased considerably.

"The Black Tide is gone, and the fireflies save the world, I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still wait for this firefly to save the world." The old man looked up to the sky and sighed, a few cloudy tears flowing from his eyes.

"It's fireflies, it's friends, you come in with me." The old man turned around and motioned for the crowd on both sides to disperse, letting Chen Lingfeng and the three of them in.

Chen Lingfeng froze in place, too many doubts made his brain jam with too much information for a while.

"You will slowly understand many things, just like Ning Yu said earlier, we are all warriors just like them, warriors cultivated by the Firefly Project. The difference is that we succeeded in fusing the animal body cells, and they failed and became the defective product of Yaoguang. But in our blood, it's all the same, lodged with berserk monsters. Foxfire lowered his head and clenched his fists, and quickly released it as if he hadn't grasped anything.

"Okay, don't have that wooden expression, if you do this again, sister, I can't help but bully you." Fox Fire grabbed Chen Lingfeng's arm and winked at him.

Following the old man, Chen Lingfeng and the three of them entered this steam town, and it was rare to feel a little smoke and fire in this cold and dead place.

This residential area is not large, the tin houses are densely packed together, and the ground looks deliberately manicured, compared to the outside area, it is much cleaner.

In the middle of the neighbourhood is an open space where younger children play and toys are discarded pipes and metal parts.

There are simple homemade lamps hanging in the corners of each tin house, and although the light is faint, it is bright and warm in this dark world.

The liveliest part of town is a huge old pipe in the northeast corner, which has been redecorated and converted into a small bar. In this dark gray world, it is like heaven.

Hence the name of the bar, which is known as the third paradise of the slums.

The old man took the three of them to his house, which was a relatively spacious tin house, with relatively simple furnishings, but very neatly tidy.

The old man is the mayor of the town here, just because he is old and kind to people, so he was naturally elected by everyone as the mayor of the town, and people also affectionately call him Daddy.

Daddy found a few improvised stools, sat the three of them down at the round iron table, and took out some brown paste food and a bottle of dregs floating in the cabinet from the side cupboard.

"No way, we only have these things to eat here, nothing can be grown here, only a small plot of land in the north where some shriveled apples can be grown, but our cider here tastes good." Daddy picked up the bottle in his hand and shook it.

"You're welcome, I haven't eaten compressed grease biscuits for a long time, but when I was in the army, every meal was indispensable." Foxfire picked up the brown paste and ate it with relish.

Chen Lingfeng picked up a small piece of paste and tasted it, it was dry and salty, and there was no other taste. On the contrary, the cider is indeed like what Daddy said, and the flavor is excellent.

"How did you get here?" Daddy sat next to him and lit a homemade cigarette.

Ning Yu told him about the changes that had taken place on the ground, and although Daddy was surprised, he quickly regained his composure.

"It seems that the upper authorities have launched a clean-up plan to destroy the world, hey, weren't we also victims of this plan?" Daddy took a puff of the cigarette in his hand.

"Since your destination is also the Crystal Furnace, let's work together, we are worried that we don't have enough manpower, with your group of elite warriors joining, everything is ready."

"Are you trying to destroy the crystal furnace?" Ning Yu hesitated, after all, this group of people didn't have much combat power.

"No, they're trying to sneak into the crystal furnace." Foxfire put down the food in his hand and looked at his father, "Energy, modify the hedron blasting device, you want to blast the spatial rift to the world below, you have a mechanic here?" ”

"Well, there's one, I've sent someone to tell her, you can go to the bar and find her."

"Then I'm going to have to take a good look, if it's not enough to blast it, I don't need to act with us." Foxfire was intrigued when he heard that there were mechanics here.

The three of them left their father's house and went to Paradise Bar No. 3 in the northeast corner, although it was late at night, it was still bustling.

Pushing open the door, you are greeted by the strong smell of tobacco mixed with alcohol, and the people in the bar are all gathered around an oval wooden table in the center.

"Lisa! Lisa! Lisa! ”

"Kill him Wildcat!"

The crowd erupted in shouts, and the source of the shouts was two people sitting at an oval wooden table.

On one side is a man with solid muscles and a burly body. On the other side was a short-haired girl in a vest, with a beastly left hand and razor-shaped bony spikes growing from the top of her arm.

The two of them alternated their hands on the table, doing a final warm-up before breaking their wrists.