"It was an unfortunate and memorable experience." Even Quencers himself said so. He turned his head to look at Yanxi and found that she was listening fascinated, intoxicated.

"And then, then? Did he solve the armor? ”

"Disarmed? Ah, not really. Quintes continued, "He took me out of that ghost place [in Id], and we walked a long way, and finally, we came to the place where I am now: Tsukashita Castle. ”

"Tsukasaki, Tsukasa Castle?!" Yanxi couldn't help but be surprised.

"That was more than ten years ago, and now it's an authentic human camp." Quenjes explained calmly.

"What happened here more than a decade ago?"

Quintes turned his head to see Yanxi's blurry shadow. He paused and said, "A war on infection." Back then, there were two Yuan Energy warriors guarding the ...... It is the spark that guards the hope of human life. ”

"Wouldn't it be like two at the same time?" Yeon-hee was shocked by what he said.

"Two of them, indeed." Quenjes looked back, and he heard something rustling behind him, presumably a snake.

"Didn't they fight?"

"Never." In the face of Yanxi's questioning, Kunjes replied resolutely and decisively. Looking up, the scene in front of me returned to that hazy memory.

……

Arriving under the massive walled fortress, Quunjes was completely shocked by the scene before him.

"Who the hell are you, are you a government soldier?" Quunjes faltered, holding the baby in his arms and staring in horror at the dying human refugees in the corner.

Directly in front of him, the Genneng warrior who had led him out of Id Town to here stopped. Leaned a little sideways, apparently glancing at him with her peripheral vision.

"You can call me the Primal Warrior - the Steam Warrior." He confessed his identity to Quintes. The voice sounded coarse, like that of an old uncle. He turned around and walked on.

Quintes muttered a repetition and followed him. "Hey, Steam Warrior, why did you bring me here, and ...... them?"

As he spoke, Quenjes looked around. I saw the hungry, scrawny people rolling on the ground, and a man with a bandage on his head smiling at him, and smiling innocently.

"What, who are these people? Where are the refugees, I have to apply for support from the higher authorities......" Quinjes panicked, and he ran forward, following the steam warriors side by side.

"They're all infected." The steam warrior coldly admonished him.

"What!" Quintes was so frightened that he almost jumped up, if he hadn't held the child in his arms and pressed the gravity down. He looked at the two steam pipes behind the steam warrior, white smoke constantly belching out of them.

"You don't have to worry, warriors from human cities. There are angelic warriors here, and they dare not do anything. The steam warrior told him.

He deliberately referred to Quintjes' identity as "a warrior from a human city", which was an obvious mockery of their human army. Quintes suppressed his resentment and continued to follow him.

"Angels?" As he thought, a white humanoid angel suddenly appeared in his mind, fluttering the beautiful, lustrous white wings behind him and falling from the sky.

In the square, Quintes stood upright, and when he looked up, he saw the two solemn and sacred statues of angels. It's a pity that they are made of stone, and the stone is not made of living, so what use can it be except for ornamentation?

Later, the Steam Warrior said to him in the square, and Quintes still can't remember it clearly. Just remember that the Steam Warrior finally said to go, probably.

On the vast land, Quunjes stood alone in the empty square. There are fields of wheat and large trees, clean groundwater, and many large two-storey houses to live in. There are also electrical energy, industrial machines, bicycles, medical tools and medicines, guns, ammunition and weapons......

There's everything you need in the city, and there's everything you don't have in the city. It's quiet and free, like a paradise, away from zombies and war.

"These poor people are all infected, and I now have to take them out of here. And you-"

"Me? Are you going to leave me here? Quintes was annoyed on the spot. Reluctantly, he argued: "I have to go back to the city of Dolimodo, where I ......"

"If you go out now, you're going to die."

Quintes froze, his lips quivering.

The Steam Warrior takes the word death very seriously, and he kindly warns Quunjes. "The Laimi Plain has been controlled by zombies, and you can't get out, because no one can hold out outside this city wall for two days."

Quintes didn't speak, a little bit of a desire to stay here, but not very strongly.

"And where are you going?" Quintes asked him aloud.

The steam warrior did not answer his question, but turned around and said something like this:

"If I make it back alive, I'm sure you'll be alive and well here. When the time comes, I can consider taking you out of here and back to your Dorimodo. Of course, I hope you don't leave here without permission, the situation out there is clear, and you see it - all infected, not a single person alive. ”

Quintes looked at the back of the Steam Warrior as if he had been given a heavy mission. There was a raging fire in his eyes, and he wanted to burn. "Where are you going?"

The Steam Warrior still didn't answer his question. Instead, they disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun with those who were gradually mutating.

"Nobody knows exactly where he went. Perhaps, he probably died. Quintes said this, and a tear fell from his eyes. He suddenly thought of such a scene:

The Steam Warrior is in a bitter fight, shooting the infected zombies with his revolver. However, the zombies kept coming, the dead and the resurrected, and finally the steam warriors were ...... due to excessive energy consumption

"It should be a 'steam crystal' energy person, I heard Chi Shu say before, he is like a very powerful Yazi."

The last few words were missaid by Yanxi, because the gums were cold and shivering. After sitting for a long time and feeling cold, she hugged her shoulders and shivered all over.

"Steam spar? Xi, do you have his whereabouts? At the mention of this, Kunjes became emotional, wondering if it was out of a desire to see him or a rush back to the human city, where he had lived for more than a decade.

"No, just heard of it." Yanxi's answer disappointed Quintes. "Do you still have the idea of going back now, Battalion Commander?"

"It's gone, it's not that strong." When Quunjes said this, his heart was as plain as the sparkling river.

Yanxi exhaled a breath of hot air and gasped again. Quunjes didn't speak, probably finishing the story.

For a long time, Yanxi didn't ask Kunjes any more questions. She reproduced everything Quunjes had just said in her mind, turning what he said into images to recall, to trace the memories of the distant infected war.

"I'm done with my story, let's go." Quenjes finally said. He stood up, his hands on his hips, and gazed at the silhouette of the scarecrow in the distance of the wheat field under the dark night.

"Hmm." Yanxi replied softly. Sitting on the fence for a long time, her ass was almost numb. I barely got up and fell down.

"Bang!" (Explosion)

"Huh?"

"Huh?" Yeonxi.

The two of them looked up together, listening to the direction from which the explosion was coming from.

"What sound?" Pondering deeply, Quintes anxiously took two steps forward, then stopped, turned and walked back.

[To be continued]