Two days later.

Fang Wuhan looked at the children's electronic watch on his wrist, it was still early, and everyone's enthusiasm was much higher than he imagined.

"Take your time, take it slowly, don't rush, only take what you need, don't forget that you have more things now, and in the end you have to carry it yourself, only take what is useful!" Fang Wuhan stood like a foreman between the truck and the stairwell, directing them to load the things they needed onto the truck.

After discussion, he finally decided to let go of the zombie construction site and take going to the Illusory Emperor Mausoleum as his main task.

"Do you want to go over and have a look when you leave? Maybe there will be some new discoveries. Yang Feng walked up to him and said.

"Let's not go, now they may not have discovered us, let's not go to the grass and startle the snake, when we enter the Illusory Emperor Mausoleum, we will have no contact with this world, they can do whatever they like, and in the end they will die, and it is useless to build any kind of building, you say?" Fang Wuhan asked.

Yang Feng nodded, "That's right, then you plan to take a detour?" ”

"Of course, we have to go around a little farther, the distance between us is too close, and if there is a zombie in there who tends to detect mutations, there is a chance that our truck will be found." Fang Wuhan said, taking out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, "Take a detour and avoid the downtown area." ”

Yang Feng looked at the piece of paper in his hand, which was the "travel guide" he had written out after working for half the night last night.

"Well, it's okay, it's quite well prepared this time, so let's all get ready to do a big job." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"We must do a big job, if there is no accident this time, our doomsday trip will be over soon, although ...... I'm not sure if I'm 100% sure that I'll be able to win, but may God bless me......," Fang Wuhan said in a deep voice.

"Definitely, we will fully cooperate and be your solid backing!" The pilot uncle said, putting his hand on Fang Wuhan's shoulder.

"For our world, for our civilization, for our future." Fang Wuhan said, smiling lightly.

"Okay, big brother, everyone's salutes have been carried into the car, and those who take more will bring an extra piece of clothing, and those who have less will only bring some food and flashlight batteries, I am responsible for carrying those doors, and the young man of 402 is carrying a safety rope and a mountaineering pickaxe, and you are carrying charms and holy water, this time it is much more profitable than last time." The fat man walked up to Fang Wuhan with a confident smile on his face.

"That's the same old way, ready to go!" Fang Wuhan snapped his fingers, took out a neat stack of paper from his arms, and handed it to the pilot uncle, "This is the route this time, except for the need to detour in the city, the other sections are the same as last time." ”

Uncle Pilot looked at the hand-drawn version of the map and nodded, "No problem." ”

"Let's not fire guns or anything like that this time, the zombies next door are busy, so let's not disturb them." The fat man bared his teeth and said, "This time I will quietly enter the village and shoot no shots." ”

"Alright, don't be poor, come up quickly." Fang Wuhan said, and looked at the children's watch on his wrist again.

The reason why he valued time so much this time was because they had to enter the Illusory Heaven Emperor Mausoleum at a stuck point this time, and the clearance time of each level had to be strictly controlled, so that they could get to the path that Fang Wuhan was most familiar with.

Although he didn't know that the three rebels had already made adjustments to the internal structure of the Illusory Heaven Emperor Mausoleum.

This time there was a lot more space in the body than last time, because they didn't carry as many quilts and clothes as they did last time, and that alone saved a lot of space.

And this time their division of labor is clearer, and the things that everyone carries are more even, which greatly reduces the weight of the individual, except for the few doors carried by the fat man, it can be said that everyone is "traveling lightly".

"How's it going, sink or not?" After getting into the car, Fang Wuhan watched the fat man carry the combination of the six doors on his back, climbed onto the car body with great difficulty, and weighed the weight of those doors with concern.

"It's heavy, but I don't carry them all the time." The fat man said, a sincere smile on his face.

Fang Wuhan considered that the weight of these doors was a bit large, so he had already formulated a customs clearance plan for the fat man, and he specially found a very thick hemp rope from the outside and tied it to these doors, which could liberate these doors from the fat man in some difficult terrain.

For example, when crossing the River Styx, they can hold the hemp rope together with several people, and then put these doors directly into the River Styx, because the curse of the River Styx is that no one is allowed to touch the river, and these doors are still okay.

"Are you all on the bus? Come on, we're ready to go! The shouts of the pilot's uncle came from the cab.

Fang Wuhan counted the number of people, this time their "expedition" personnel were the same as last time, it was still the seven of them who went to the Tomb of the Phantom Emperor, Yang Huimeng and the young man of 401 stayed in the shelter and watched the four patients.

"Okay uncle, all the personnel are in place, you can go!" Fang Wuhan shouted softly to the front.

"Stay safe, everyone!"

Yang Huimeng's voice came from behind, and they waved at the same time, each with a deeper affection on their faces than the first time.

The sound of the truck's engine sounded, and the pilot's uncle, at Fang Wuhan's request, did not drive very quickly at first, because the sound of the truck's engine might also be detected by those zombies.

The truck slowly drove towards the entrance of the community, Fang Wuhan lay in the same position as the last trip, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"It's stressful, isn't it?" Yang Feng said softly.

Fang Wuhan exhaled a long breath and smiled bitterly, "Definitely, after all, I don't want to have another chance to do it again." ”

"It's going to be won." Yang Feng said lightly.

"I'm sure it will." Fang Wuhan said, watching the truck slowly drive out of the community; He squinted at the darkness at the end of the road, and although the zombie construction site was no longer visible from this location, his heart was still full of doubts.

After thinking about it for a while, his brain was already blank, and he simply sat down and stopped thinking about it.

The truck began to speed up as soon as it entered the road planned on the map, but Fang Wuhan's head was always like a slide show showing the scene of the zombie construction site he had seen from the bank floor that day, and most of their eyes were watching what the zombies were doing, and they rarely paid attention to the original appearance of the abandoned building.

The picture in his head finally froze on the scene he saw with his eyes at that time, there must be a reason why those zombies repaired that building, but it seemed that he also saw a very familiar shadow from the ruins of that abandoned building......

In one corner of the picture, there does seem to be a dark corridor, half obscured by ruins, not fully revealed; He hadn't seen that corner at the time, but now, he had found that terrible place in his memories......

That corridor......

The pitch-black corridor seemed to be infinitely long, the walls of the corridor were covered with black special metals, and light blue and crimson energy streams were located on the walls, floors, and ceilings, stretching towards the core of the institute......

Thinking of this, fear suddenly exploded from Fang Wuhan's mind, the insurance company that was only half a block away from his small home was clearly a desolate research institute!

His body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and Yang Feng, who was sitting next to him, then noticed his abnormal behavior.

"What's wrong?" Yang Feng asked.

Fang Wuhan's face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost alive.

"It's okay, big brother...... Your face is wrong, isn't it? The fat man also discovered Fang Wuhan's abnormality, and when he said this, everyone else also came around.

"I kind of got it...... I know it all......" Fang Wuhan muttered softly, "That construction site is the real nest of the desolate ......"

His words fell like a thunderbolt, and they didn't turn back at first, until they slowly stuffed every word of this sentence into their brains, and they understood.

"The wasteland in Wencheng is just where the desolate gasification manufacturing device is located, and the construction site next to our house is the real lair of desolation, that is, its research institute......" Fang Wuhan muttered, the picture zoomed in again in his mind, indeed, although the light was very dim at that time, he could see it clearly, the surrounding area of the building collapsed very badly, but the middle area was intact, which showed how ingenious its unique structure was.

Moreover, the collapsed part of the building had been almost completely destroyed, and if the average building had been damaged to this extent, the main part would have some huge cracks even if it had not collapsed, but when he saw it, the main part of the central area of the building was still standing there like a tower.

If that doesn't tell the story, how can the "workers" on the construction site explain it? On this earth, except for the magic flute that Fang Wuhan is carrying in his arms now, in addition to the desolation body, who else can control the zombies to willingly go to the construction site as drudgery?

Fang Wuhan's mind was taking care of himself to solve the mysteries in his heart, and at this time, the unsolved thing like a ball of yarn in his mind was slowly being solved by him along the source......