Seventy years ago, the largest nuclear war ever fought on the planet Bruis, and it was a devastating war – loud bangs, mushroom clouds rising over the horizon.

The dust from the explosion soared into the sky, creating a black cloud that obscured the sky, plunging the world into darkness and plummeting temperatures.

Snowflakes polluted black flew and covered the land.

The surviving humans absorbed an excess of radiation, broke their genetic chains, and died one after another in fear and pain.

When the last lights went out, the remaining human beings fell into the abyss of chaos, and it was uncertain how many people survived, perhaps extinct.

A few years later, the snow finally melted and a wall was erected.

Awakening with humanity, there are also ghosts in the darkness.

This time of hope and despair, light and darkness, was called by later generations -

Sting!

……

The sky was still gray, like a long-abandoned window, covered with dust. The grassy wasteland stretches for thousands of miles, blending in with the sky in the distance.

The bitter cold wind carried the sand and blew against a towering metal wall, and singing could be heard from the crowded shacks in the human gathering area not far away.

"There's a kid in the house.

There are no claws, and there are no tails.

Hey, that's weird-

This kid doesn't have a father.

Can't mix and can't fight.

Alas, it's useless—"

A boy with animal ears leads a group of children with animal characteristics and sings loudly to a little girl carrying a basket.

The girl has a thin melon seed face and slightly pale skin. Due to chronic malnutrition, she is also shorter than the average child.

"Shut up, I'm just slower developing." The girl raised her face, and a pair of black eyes were as bright as stars, shining brightly, and the whites of her eyes were as blue as a windless sunny day in the north, without any impurities. Her eyelashes were extremely long, and her eyelids were deeply sliced, sweeping into her mane.

The girl shook her fist at the group of children menacingly, "Sooner or later, I will succeed in the mix, and then I will be better than any of you!" ”

"Huh-" the children shaved her cheeks as they scattered around, "I don't have the ability, I talk a lot." Si Moxue, you are so shameless! ”

"You guys!" Si Moxue jumped to her feet in anger and wanted to catch up, but she remembered the task assigned to her by her mother, so she could only stare at the back of the group of children angrily, and quickened her pace and walked home.

"Mo Xue, you're back." As soon as Si Moxue got into the shack where she lived, her mother beckoned.

On the slightly sunken cheeks of the mother, there are a pair of black eyes like those of her daughter, and under the straight nose, there is a constant and tight lips.

She was sitting on the ground in the middle of the shack with a pile of loose cloth spread out in front of her. When she saw her daughter return, she put down the needle and thread in her hand and looked up.

With the movement, a few faint lines floated on Si Mu's forehead, which showed that she often frowned and pondered on weekdays. Even though the trivial matters were pressed, it was difficult to hide the calmness, and the mother showed a gentle smile: "Have you bought anything?" ”

"Got it." Si Moxue put the basket in her hand behind the door, squatted down to help her mother sort out the rags, "The price has risen, now a pound of mutant rat meat costs a full twenty Gree, are we going to be unable to eat?" ”

The mother slightly folded the fabric and signaled that she didn't need her daughter to interfere: "No, mom has been working hard to make money." ”

"Hmm......" Si Moxue blinked her eyes, picked up her legs and curled up into a small ball, "Mom, did you deliver again today?" ”

"yes, I made a lot of money." In this small human settlement, Si Mu relied on manual work such as sewing and mending clothes, and even earned enough Gray coins to make ends meet.

In the last days, food is scarce, and it is a great blessing not to starve to death. Today is the delivery date once a month, and she specially bought mutant rat meat to replenish her daughter's body.

The mother's gentle gaze fell on Si Moxue, the ten-year-old child was at the age of growing up, but her daughter couldn't keep up with her nutrition because of her nutrition, not only was she shorter than her peers, but even her face looked pale. Thinking of this, Si Mu's nose couldn't help but feel a little sour.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Mother packed up the fabrics, sorted out a clearing, and began to prepare dinner.

"Starving." Si Moxue rubbed her stomach, her mouth pouting, "My stomach is growling." ”

"Little glutton!" The mother took out a piece of mutant rat meat dripping with blood from the basket. As soon as the meat was taken out, I felt a fishy smell mixed with a faint rancid smell - it didn't look good.

Indeed, even after careful cooking, the meat is dry and sour, making it difficult to eat. However, the rats that have undergone radiation mutation are 100 times larger and more numerous, and they are the main source of meat for the poor outside the oasis.

Even so, for Sim Moxue's mother and daughter, mutant rat meat is also a rare delicacy.

Si Moxue gulped down the broth cooked by her mother, and her mother looked at her with a smile: "Do you still want it?" ”

"Don't." Although she hasn't eaten yet, the sensible Si Moxue said, "I'm already full, let's drink the rest of my mother." ”

Mother put the remaining broth in the pot into a bowl and pushed it to Si Moxue: "Drink some more, it's enough for mom to eat that." She pointed to the wilted wild vegetables in the corner of the house.

Si Moxue's eyes were firmly fixed on the steaming broth in front of her, her fingers wrenched together under the table, and she fell into a fierce ideological struggle.

"Thank you, Mom!" The little girl eventually lost to her appetite.

After dinner, Si Moxue and her mother lay side by side on a small wooden bed.

"Did you encounter anything interesting today?" Mother asked.

When Si Moxue heard this, she remembered that she was ridiculed by other children today, and responded sullenly: "No ......"

"Really?" The mother heard the frustration in Si Moxue's voice, and asked with concern, "What happened?" ”

"Vic, they're laughing at me again." Vic was the boy with the tail and ears. Si Moxue buried her face in the quilt, "They say I don't have a father." ”

"But you have a father."

"I know." Si Moxue's voice came from under the quilt, and it seemed a little indistinct, "But I haven't seen him for a long time, and I can't even remember what he looks like." ”

"......" The mother was silent, since her husband was forced to leave when Si Moxue was five years old, she and her daughter have not seen him. For some reason, the daughter forgot the memories related to her father, and only she told her daughter about her father's existence from time to time.

"Dad is only leaving temporarily, and when you grow up, you can see him." She gently touched the top of her daughter's head exposed outside the quilt and changed the topic: "What does Xiaoxue want to do when she grows up?" ”

"When I grow up, I want to be the best hunter in the wilderness, and then I go to live in the oasis with my mother." After all, it is the nature of a child, Si Moxue immediately poked out her head and talked about her future plans with great interest.

Wasteland hunters are a profession that came into being after the establishment of the Oasis, and is often filled by hybrids. Hunters claim quests and complete them to earn bounties, with great prestige among hybrids. The most important thing is that a good wasteland hunter can join the patrol, receive a fixed salary every month, and live a relatively stable life, which in the last days, many people dream of.

In the gathering area outside the oasis, it is every child's dream to become a wasteland hunter, and Simxue is no exception.

Si Moxue said that her mouth was dry, and she didn't even notice that her mother hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Does Xiaoxue want to enter the oasis so much?" Mother asked.

"Hmmm! Mom, tell me about the Oasis! ”

"Oasis......," the mother pondered......

The oasis is a shelter established by the surviving humans in the future, and is divided into three parts: the center, the inner city, and the outer city.

The outer city is the largest and is inhabited by genetically hybrids who mutated after radiation - after the end of the world, they fused the genes of other creatures to give them some of the characteristics of animals.

The inner city is inhabited by some genetically hybrids and evolutionary humans. The center is completely controlled by evolutionary humans, who actually control the entire oasis.

Evolutionary humans have not been hybridized, their physical fitness has been improved to a certain extent, and they have mastered the most advanced science and technology. Unless it is an accident, it is not usually possible to go outside the inner city.

"Mom, didn't you say the Oasis was good?" Si Moxue interrupted her, "I envy the people who live in the oasis. ”

The mother touched her daughter's head and said in a slightly sighing voice: "The glamorous appearance often exists to cover up the decaying inside, and there is nothing to envy." ”

Si Moxue tilted her head in confusion, and her mother was saying something she didn't understand again.

"Does that mom want me to be a wasteland hunter?" Si Moxue asked again.

The mother smiled softly, and a faint wrinkle appeared at the corner of her eyes: "Mom doesn't force you to become anything, as long as you are happy, I will support you no matter what you are." ”

She pulled the quilt towards her daughter: "Sleep!" ”

The small shack fell silent.

The night was already deep, and the Tartarus moor was shrouded in darkness that seemed to be thick and could not be dissolved.

In other sheds, Vic shows his parents the pictures he has collected; His brother was feasting on the table; A man and a woman trying on clothes......

In the distance, there seemed to be a figure flashing.