After a brief meal, he packed the book with supplies and headed forward again under the leadership of Kill Matt.

In the evening, Kill Matt led him into a house, and the two sat on the sofa eating hot instant noodles.

"Can you tell me what's like out there?" Kill Matt said as he leaned back on the couch after eating and drinking.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue: "It's no different from here." “

Kill Mattalio was a little disappointed: "What about people? Surely you've seen a lot of people, right? Tell me about it! “

"Ah......" he pondered.

Kill Matt hurriedly picked up his magazine, found a pen, and wanted to record the next interesting observations.

"There's nothing to say, it's all the same as me, it's boring." He was silent for a while.

Matt's hand froze and he finally closed the magazine in disappointment.

He saw everything in his eyes, but the tiredness came, and he didn't care to say anything more, so he fell asleep on the sofa.

When he woke up the next day, he was standing on the asphalt road where the cold wind was blowing back and forth, and next to him was Kill Matt. Killing Matt is rarely serious, and seems to be struggling with something.

"Have you arrived?" He asked, yawning.

"Well, you go out after the intersection in front of you, and then keep going straight down, and after a while you should be in the next area." Kill Matt said.

"Thanks, then I'll go first. By the way, before I go, I have to take back what I said last night, the outside world is different from here, and the people I've met are very interesting, and if I have the chance to come back, I'll tell you about it. He walked away, but said it after serious consideration.

"Thank you!" Kill Matt laughed again.

Looking at this smile, he felt that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little: "Goodbye." “

"Wait." Kill Matt let out a loud shout, then clenched his fists and hesitated for a second or two, "You will definitely not find other humans if you keep going like this, let me tell you what little secret I know!" “

"Curse—"

"It doesn't matter." "No matter what the punishment is, you have to say it." After all, it's impossible for me to leave here, and I can help others to leave. “

He didn't speak, and he knew very well that he was afraid that no one would come here for another hundred or a thousand years except himself, and killing Matt would only be alone and lonely here.

"I'm not human, I'm—"

"Poof!"

But before Matt could say his words, he vanished, leaving the magazine on the ground, blown by the wind and turning the pages of the book automatically.

He watched the scene and swallowed. He didn't feel sadness or any emotion, as if he only smiled at the corners of his mouth, but that was obviously not appropriate. So he froze in place, distracted.

……

After eating some puffed food at a supermarket and feeling that his hunger was gone, he set out on his journey again. This time, the road was densely packed with rats, rushing from one side of the road to the other, as if they were hiding from something. Before he could catch his breath, the ground suddenly shook violently, and there was a loud "bang" with it.

Hearing this, the mouse, who was not afraid of people at all, actually ran away without a shadow in a short breath, hiding in various corners that he could not see. He saw with his own eyes that the army of rats disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but grow his mouth.

"Huh!"

A large, slimy tongue came from the side like an arrow from a string, enveloping his body in an instant, and then retracting quickly. At first, he didn't see what was being attacked because of his perspective and reaction speed, but when he was swept over, he really saw it.

The frog, too big to know it, crouched on the roof of a building, its mouth full of thick slime, waiting for the prey to enter its mouth.

"Poof!"

It was so fast that he only looked at it, and the next second he was swept into the frog's mouth and choked on a mouthful of disgusting liquid. In a moment, he who would have been swallowed into the frog's stomach was once again illuminated by the light.

As he barely stood up from the slime, he was greeted by a robot that had forcibly broken the frog's mouth. The robot is sprayed with black paint, its red eyes are particularly eye-catching, and several chimneys on its back are emitting black smoke, which is very punk-like.

With the robot's mighty strength, it snapped the frog's mouth open and rescued him.

"Hello."

The robot made a mechanical sound, and the robot's voice was just as excited as the one he had encountered before.

"Why don't you ask me where I'm going." He didn't know why he was asking, he always felt that this robot had something in common with the killer Matt.

"Because I know what you're doing, you're looking for humans." The robot responded.

"How do you know?" He walked into a clothing store and changed his clothes, while the robot crouched outside, staring straight at him without speaking.

He opted for a black T-shirt and black shorts – he liked black.

After changing his clothes, he walked out of the clothing store and continued to walk south. The robot stood up and followed him.

"What are you doing with me?"

The bot did not respond.

"Who are you?"

Still no response.

He stopped where he was for two seconds, then put his hands in his trouser pockets and moved on: "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Quenk." The robot finally spoke.

"Why didn't you answer my question before?" He asked.

The robot still didn't answer this time, which led him to wonder if the robot would only answer what he knew. According to this guess, he asked questions without looking back as he walked.

"Who made you?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"Speaking of which, I also like steampunk comics, do you know what comics are?"

"What do you do?"

"I'm here to protect you." The robot spoke again after a long time.

He watched as the sun gradually set, and the afterglow dyed the skyline gold: "Why protect me?" ”

"It's dangerous here."

"Who told you to protect me?"

"I can't say."

"Why?"

"I'll be gone."

"What do you mean?"

“……”

Silence was met, and he let out a long sigh of helplessness and decided not to talk to the robot anymore. Although in addition to killing Matt that day, he finally met a guy who could communicate.

It was getting dark, and finally it was completely dark. The power system didn't seem to stop working because it wasn't being tended, and at the moment the street lights were turned on, illuminating a straight passage for him.