This barren sand dune at sunset may be the most beautiful scenery Ding Xiu has seen in nineteen years.

It is said to be barren because there is no living thing here, and it is said to be the most beautiful because it does not feel dangerous.

Forty years ago, a zombie virus suddenly appeared and swept through the land beneath our feet, and the catastrophe left the human population at 10 in 10.

The surviving scientists have accelerated the development of human genetic science while studying the virus, and they can modify the genetic structure to eliminate diseases, strengthen the physique, implant abilities, and even achieve immortality.

New genetic technologies have focused the eyes of human greed, and when resources are chronically unevenly distributed, alliances between countries will collapse.

The world war officially began, conventional weapons could no longer satisfy the pursuit of careerists, and after the emergence of genetic warriors, nuclear bombs began to bloom everywhere on the blue planet.

The world order has collapsed......

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Ding Xiu looked at the sunset on the horizon stupidly, and his mind was full of the "paradise" that the old people in the camp often talked about.

"There are three islands at the mouth of a certain river system, where the land was once fertile and abundant."

"Ten thousand acres of fertile land, plenty of fish and rice......" Ding Xiu smacked his lips, as if he saw the appearance of heaven in his eyes.

This kind of temptation, which only exists in legends, is huge for Ding Xiu, who has lived for nineteen years but has never eaten a delicious meal, and he longs for it, and even indulges in some illusions in his mind.

As the sun sets, the sun gradually begins to dim.

Night is coming......

I heard that the night in the wasteland was beautiful, but Ding Xiu didn't dare to stay outside, because as long as the sun went down, the people who had not returned to the camp never went back, and there were no exceptions for so many years.

"Gotta go back." Ding Xiu stood up, patted the sand and gravel stuck to his clothes, picked up the rusty nuclear rifle beside him, and turned back to his little broken car.

The car was broken, but it was the only means of transport in the fourth squad of the border guards.

And this fourth squad, now he is the only living person left.

Ding Xiu threw the rifle on the passenger seat, started the car, and the small broken car shook for a while before slowly moving.

Only the nuclear rifle accompanied him in the passenger seat, and such days have lasted for more than half a year. Thinking of those sacrificed robes, his heart was very sad.

"When will you be next?" Ding Xiu sat in the car thinking about the unpredictable future, and was dazed.

Suddenly, the body slanted, and a large crater appeared in the direction of the right side of the originally flat ground in an instant.

"Oops!" Ding Xiu was shocked, and his instinctive reaction made him grab the nuclear rifle in an instant, quickly push the car door, and the whole person hunched over and jumped out.

By the time he hit the ground, his broken car had tumbled to the bottom of the pit.

"Car! My car! Looking at the deformed car, Ding Xiu's eyes turned red.

It's his only means of transportation, and it's as important as life in the wasteland.

The car rolled over on its side at the bottom of the pit, and as soon as Ding Xiu wanted to jump down to get the car up, he saw two long black whiskers emerging from under the body.

"What kind of monster is this?!" Ding Xiu stopped his steps, his eyes fixed on the two black whiskers.

A grayish-brown pointed head emerged from the gravel, and two egg-sized eyes protruded from the armor-like shell.

Ding Xiu's face changed color in an instant.

He had never seen such a creature that looked like a worm or a beast, and the blind spot of cognition probably meant unknown danger.

Just when the monster's attention locked on him, Ding Xiu had already moved, and he turned around and ran in the direction of the camp.

With a nuclear rifle in his hand, Ding Xiu ran lifelessly, and although the surrounding was calm, he could feel something moving in the gravel.

"Underground." Ding Xiu's heart was like a mirror, he couldn't see the shadow of a monster around him while running, but his intuition told him that the mutated creature was lurking underground, and it had been following him like a maggot on the tarsal bone, perhaps at this moment he had made a detour and laid a trap in front of him.

When this idea just popped into his mind, Ding Xiu leaned to the side, and a large turning motion made him fall on the gravel. This turn and fall seemed very inexplicable, but it avoided the two sharp claws sticking out of the sand.

Ding Xiu even rolled on the ground and struggled to get up, and continued to flee forward without looking back, and before the sand raised from the soles of his feet fell, he fell to the ground again.

This time he wasn't trying to avoid anything, but because he got stuck in the sand with his feet.

The sensation coming from the soles of my feet was very strange, as if I had stepped on a swamp and could not get out.

"What's going on?!"

Ding Xiu looked at the sand pit beside him that was gradually sinking like a loophole, and his heart was terrified.

This bunker is quicksand, which, like the swamp, is semi-liquid soil, with a certain fluidity and spatiality, and if you struggle vigorously, the surrounding sand and gravel will drive itself to the bottom.

The culprit who created this quicksand trap hid in the middle of the bunker and never showed up, but the sand and gravel kept slipping, and Ding Xiu would sink to the bottom of the pit with the quicksand, which was the best place for the monster to eat.

Ding Xiu, who was stuck on the edge of the bunker, quickly calmed down after the initial panic, and he threw the gun in his hand and the satchel on his waist out of the pit to reduce his weight, so as to ease the sinking speed of his body. At the same time, the standing posture is changed to lying flat, and the sinking body gradually stops.

"Whew." Ding Xiu exhaled, and a lot of sand stuck to his forehead because of sweating.

He began to kick the sand slowly with his feet, and soon climbed to the edge of the bunker. Then he jumped out of the bunker in three steps and two steps, picked up the fanny pack and rifle he had thrown up, and continued to run for his life.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the monsters swimming in the sand behind him didn't seem to intend to let him go.