The sun was blazing, the scorching air was floating on the ground, the yellow sand swept across the sky, and a row of tiny black dots under the rolling dunes marched in the sand, a caravan on the back of a camel. They said it was a caravan, but in fact they were a little poor, and each camel carried only a small amount of supplies, food, water, and even mechanical parts.

Everyone in the caravan was wrapped in a simple windbreak and sand mask, and their eyes were tired, and their mouths and noses were covered from time to time, and their mouths and mouths were full of yellow sand. A man at the back of the line kept throwing something out of the backpack on the camel's back, and the confetti mixed with the wind and sand was blowing. It was a large banknote, once a symbol of power and wealth, but in the last days, it has become a worthless waste of paper, and humanity has returned to the wilderness.

Chen Lingfeng's fingers moved, he slowly opened his eyes, and before he could react, the hot wind blowing in his face had poured a handful of sand into his mouth, and he struggled to get up from the sand.

The sun, the hot wind, the endless sand dunes, the sky and the earth were dyed a sultry burnt yellow. Chen Lingfeng looked around suspiciously, his memory was still stuck in the roof of Chenghai Municipal Hospital, but when he woke up again, he was already in the hinterland of the continuous desert. Mo Xiaoli, the firefly squad, the black fighter, everything has disappeared, replaced by only the whistling wind and sand.

Chen Lingfeng climbed a sand dune, and the hot sand fell into his shoes, and the toes that rubbed hurt him. He didn't know why he was here, he shouted the names of Mo Xiaoli and the members of the Firefly Squad loudly, but no one answered him except for the whirring wind.

Soon, under the direct sunlight, the heat made him faint in front of his eyes, and he rolled straight down the sand dunes. When his vision was blurred, he saw a caravan of camels appear in front of him, and two figures got out of the camels and ran towards him.

"Lao Zhang, do you want to save him?" A middle-aged man with dark skin and a furrow face asked.

"Give him some water to drink and take him back to the green capital." A man with a square scar on his face squatted down and helped Chen Lingfeng up.

"Green capital? That's a joke. The man with a furrow face was a little self-deprecating and disdainful.

"Lao Li, being a slave is so good that you have something to eat, and it is too miserable to die under this scorching sun." The man with the square scar took the kettle and carefully fed the water to Chen Lingfeng.

"Take him by the hand and lift him to the camel." The man with the square scar beckoned to the two people behind him to carry Chen Lingfeng onto the camel together.

Chen Lingfeng lay on the back of the camel, rising and falling regularly for a while, which quickly made him close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

"Dang, dang" The sound of several pots and bowls colliding was mixed with the aroma of food, Chen Lingfeng slowly opened his eyes, he looked around, this was a simple tent, the camels were tied to a collapsed tree trunk with their heads down, it was already dark outside, the night had faded from the scorching heat of the day, and several people were sitting around the fire eating the food in the pot on the fire.

"You're awake." The man with the square scar patted Chen Lingfeng on the back and handed him a pot of water.

Chen Lingfeng took the water and poured two sips, and the dryness in his throat subsided a lot.

"My name is Zhang Dingchuan, you are the same as them, just call me Lao Zhang." Zhang Dingchuan handed another bowl of steaming food to Chen Lingfeng.

Chen Lingfeng realized that he was already hungry in his stomach, so he hurriedly took the food and put it in his mouth.

"Why did you suddenly faint in the desert, or in such a deep place in the desert?" Zhang Dingchuan took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Chen Lingfeng thought about it, he really didn't know how to answer, so he could only shake his head.

"Don't know? Don't want to say? Forget it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what the old world past looks like. Zhang Dingchuan took a deep puff of his cigarette and frowned.

Suddenly, Chen Lingfeng seemed to remember something, looked at Zhang Dingchuan and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Night, isn't it all dark?" Zhang Dingchuan was a little confused by Chen Lingfeng's question.

"No, I mean how long it's been since those monsters appeared." Chen Lingfeng put down the bowl in his hand, a little anxious.

"Poor... It's been almost three months. Why do you ask this? ”

"No... Nothing, three months, three months, we've really traveled through time ... Chen Lingfeng muttered quietly.

"Little brother, I see that you are a little tired from being lost in this desert, don't think too much, just follow us in the future." Zhang Dingchuan patted Chen Lingfeng on the shoulder.

"Where are you going?"

"Green City, the only safe place in the world. It is also the only place where you can turn on the lights at night. Zhang Dingchuan stood up and looked at the night sky in the distance thoughtfully.

The next day, the caravan sorted out its equipment and went back on the road, Zhang Dingchuan found a mask made of tattered clothes for Chen Lingfeng to wrap up, which was regarded as a shield from the wind and sand, because there were no extra camels, Chen Lingfeng had to squeeze on a camel with Zhang Dingchuan.

Nothing to say all the way. In the evening, when the caravan marched to the side of a collapsed concrete building, Zhang Dingchuan stepped down from the camel, brushed aside the yellow sand on the ground next to the building, and some cement stones emerged, which could be vaguely seen from the material to be an old road.

"Let's work hard, and we'll be there today." Zhang Dingchuan stood up and patted the sand in his hand.

Just as the crowd was about to continue on their way, suddenly a strong wind swept so hard that people couldn't open their eyes, and the rolling yellow sand formed a huge wall of sand that swept towards the caravan with the wind. The ground not far away began to agitate irregularly.

"The sandstorm is coming, everyone hide inside the building!" The dark-skinned Lao Li shouted to greet everyone.

At this time, the camels also seemed to be frightened, writhing desperately, trying to break free from human control.

Zhang Dingchuan held on to the rope and tried his best to control the camel's struggle, his eyes looking straight at the agitated ground. Suddenly, his eyes widened as if he had seen something terrible.

"Everybody, get out of the building! It's not a sandstorm, worm... The Worm King is here! Zhang Dingchuan said the name that scared him in horror.

As soon as the words fell, the ground not far away was smashed by a huge impact, and a black shadow emerged from the sand wall storm.

Chen Lingfeng had seen many apocalyptic monsters, but the giant insect in front of him still made him feel terrifying.

A huge dark brown insect lay dormant in the sand, its huge body was about ten meters long, and its body was covered with black bumps the size of a football. The mouth was full of sharp serrations, and two large, thick spikes extended from both sides of the mouth, staggering in front of the head like two razors.

The strange insect raised its head and screamed at the sky monster twice, and then burrowed into the sand, only to see that the bottom of the sand could not stop collapsing, and the strange insect was rushing towards the caravan at a very fast speed.