When Lu Ze walked down from the second floor, he naturally saw the wasteland warriors neatly arranged in four rows.

The same tall body, the same pale skin, the same reddish bloodshot pupils. 、

And the same silence.

When forty individuals were brought together, the momentum was astonishing.

In the hallway foyer on the first floor, the rest of the people had already run clean when they saw so many wasteland warriors gathered together.

Lu Ze's eyelids raised, swept over the forty wasteland warriors in front of him, his eyes were indifferent, and he walked down casually.

"If you want to make a move, just go for it."

"If not, get out of the way."

The Warriors of the Wasteland were silent.

Lu Ze's footsteps did not stop.

The distance between the two sides was visibly shortened to the naked eye, and when Lu Ze's toes were still a meter away from the first row of wasteland warriors.

The leader of the Wasteland Warrior, with his hair tied behind him and his eyes glowing with crimson, suddenly raised his right hand.

"The Wasteland—"

There was a sound of forestry, and thirty-nine people behind him gathered their feet at the same time.

"Yes."

Syllable!

The right hand fell, slapping the seam of the right leg of the trousers, making a crisp sound.

Wow!

Forty people were divided into about one column at the same time.

A straight passage spreads out, but the distance between the left and right is only 150 centimeters, and these wasteland warriors have their chests held high, their bodies as tall and wooden as sculptures, and their momentum is breathtaking.

Forty people turned their heads sideways at the same time, looking at the young man with a casual demeanor in his hand.

"Thank you." Lu Ze stepped into the phalanx, smiled and spoke, and staggered past the wasteland warrior who had been signaled by his fist earlier.

A second later, a dull voice sounded from behind with a faint ripple.

"We ...... Is there salvation? ”

Maybe it's because he hasn't spoken for too long, and he struggles to say every word.

But he still unswervingly made every word clear.

Lu Ze said indifferently as he walked: "See how you want to save it?" ”

"I want to be sober, I want to keep ...... Human nature. ”

Hearing this, the other thirty-nine eyes were all firmly fixed on Lu Ze's back and side face......

There was no hope in their eyes.

"You're asking the wrong person about this, Tiger Shark will be more authoritative than me." Lu Ze said without looking back.

"The rate of alienation is accelerating...... We are the warriors of the wasteland, and they are the warriors of the wasteland, and we are the losers of natural selection. Although failed...... But we still want to live as human beings......"

Lu Ze had already passed through the crowd for nearly half of the time, and after hearing this, he chuckled, "The loser of natural selection? Oh, who told you about this interesting point? ”

"Leader, Commander, Warrior." The voice of the leader was heard, and there was silence all around, and this was their common answer.

"And do you believe that?" Lu Ze was about to walk out of the crowd.

"Believe. But after seeing you make a move...... We're starting to disbelieve it. My name is Li Gu, and my desolation has reached 56%...... I have no parents, no wives and no children, and I'm afraid I'll lose my name in a few days. Then the ruler will give it to the next person. ”

The wasteland warrior looked at Lu Ze's back, obviously expressing such sadness, but these words came out of his mouth with only one tone, stiff like ice cubes in the ninth winter.

"Li Gu?" Lu Ze repeated the name in his mouth, stopped and turned slightly, his eyes swept over the group of wasteland warriors, and finally landed on Li Gu, "In my cognition, you don't seem to be natural losers. ”

A trace of fluctuation flashed in the depths of the pupils of the wasteland warrior named Li Gu, and he wanted to express his excitement, but in the end, he only let out an emotionless "um", so they expressed it in a different way, and forty eyes looked straight at Lu Ze.

Lu Ze didn't care, and raised three fingers, "Ordinary people usually have three results after entering the mist. ”

"First, the power of the fog washed away his mind, and his body gradually returned to wildness, and finally turned into the walking dead until he was killed by the giant beast. It's for [Lost Corpse]. ”

"Second, he has the ultimate tenacity, resists the corrosion of the soul, and walks out alive but suffers from the backlash of the fog for the rest of his life, and is finally pulled into the abyss step by step. The difference from the first outcome is that you are rarely killed by Behemoths, because you will become the boss of a misty area with all your experience, and you will demonstrate a failed direction for human evolution. It can be called a [fogger]. ”

"Third, with the ultimate evil, tyranny and dictatorship fill all the brains, they make their bodies the best candidates for the desolate fog because of their worship, and finally become the vanguard of the fog invading this world, humanity seems to be still there, but it can never come back. They are the best spokesperson for the body to obey the nature of the cell, and such people will have a unique term, "anti-star". ”

Lu Ze's words were like a thunderbolt to these wasteland warriors.

Almost all of their combat careers were in the fog, but the casual words of the young man in front of them pointed out a complete theoretical system for them in an understatement.

"When you absorb the fog, but you still hold on to your humanity deep down, you will naturally suffer from the power of the fog. This is a perfectly normal thing. ”

"So we're, Foggy?"

"No, you're weak quasi-foggers." Lu Ze corrected quite seriously.

"Shall we ...... Is there any salvation? Li Gu asked the question again, but the blood-colored pupils emitted a gray luster.

"The degree of alienation is less than 70%, and I can pull it back." Lu Ze shrugged his shoulders and looked at Li Gu calmly, "It's just why should I help you?" ”

"We want to live with dignity, and we are willing to follow you." Li Gu gave the answer, and his answer represented the other thirty-nine silent wasteland warriors, or more.

"Deal."

Lu Ze walked in front of Li Gu, the phoenix phantom appeared in his eyes, and the two fingers of his right hand brought up flowing clouds, turning into layers of phantoms and falling on Li Gu's heart, the latter didn't even have a chance to react, his body trembled heavily, his eyes were full of bloodshots, like a zombie.

Layers of delicate ripples rippled from the fingertips, shaking the steel-solid skin of the wasteland warriors into soft plasticine.

The star source power in the sea of consciousness turned into a stream along his arms and fingers and stabbed into Li Zheng's body.

The faint immortal flame writhed slightly, as if an invisible flame spread along the stream into the other party's body.

Li Gu's body, which was more than 190cm, arched violently under the great force.

There is a crackling sound of firewood bursting in the muscles and bones.

Twelve protrusions suddenly appeared behind him, and then quickly subsided.

When Li Gu raised his head again, cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead, although there were more bloodshots on his eyes, but the blood in his pupils had turned light.

"I ...... it"

"Felt pain?"