In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the catastrophe of the end times, and military bases of all sizes have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, relying on favorable terrain and modern weapons, they have firmly established themselves in the end times.

After the initial panic, humans began to fight with those monsters for dominance of the land with their tenacious adaptability like weeds.

Outside of the base, however, there are countless scattered survivors. They hid in the corners of the city, struggling with the abundance of supplies left behind from the civilized period.

With the roar of a brisk motor, Zhuang Yichen drove his motorcycle across the highway where the fence had been destroyed, attracting the attention of the two ghouls by the way. He smiled happily at the two ghouls who had come up from the flanks, but sent all his two younger brothers out, and then ignored them.

Across this highway, you will arrive at the outer ring road of Jiangcheng, which is strictly speaking the southern urban area of Jiangcheng. Along both sides of the Beltway are low-slung garages, where the smell of discarded tires and the smell of diesel fuel spreads in the sun, desolate and desolate.

Zhuang Yichen bypassed a cloud of dried blood, and ran over a dried calf without paying attention. The road ahead is full of cars, especially at the intersection where the highway and the outer ring meet.

Hundreds of cars were rear-ended in a dense chain. These dense traffic used to represent the city's prosperity, wealth and endless flow. But now, it has become the deadliest knot in the city's core blood.

Zhuang Yichen had no choice but to turn off the motorcycle and put it in a garage on the side of the road. As soon as the car was stopped, the elite ghoul skeleton that had been sent out earlier had already rushed back. Zhuang Yichen took out two bloody magic crystals from his claws, and then gently patted its shriveled skull head.

With the tacit cooperation of the elite ghoul skeleton and the bone snake, such a trivial matter as cleaning up the two ghouls did not need Zhuang Yichen's hands at all.

Putting away the magic crystal, Zhuang Yichen took the Miao knife behind his back into his hand, and walked towards the center of the city.

The Nancheng District of Jiangcheng is where Zhuang Yichen grew up, and the welfare home where he was a child is here. Nancheng District is close to two non-ferrous metal smelters, which is the initial starting point on the map of Jiangcheng.

The old five-story residential buildings are crowded together one by one, forming a dilapidated community. Walking on the familiar streets, every alley in the south city will bring Zhuang Yichen a long-lost touch.

He hasn't been back here a few times since he went to college. However, years later, compared to this ever-changing era, everything here remains the same.

After walking for more than half an hour, Zhuang Yichen came to the famous night market in Nancheng. The narrow road is lined with bad-and-out barbecue joints and food stalls. In the evening, the last remaining bustle and energy of the southern city will converge here. Charcoal fire and cumin peppers are mixed in the smoke, the handy proprietress greets the guests familiarly, and the shirtless man carries a draft beer and chattes.

Zhuang Yichen walked over to the shabby sign of a food stall that he used to love most about crayfish and spicy belly slices. I remember that at that time, a few of their friends used the pocket money they had saved for a long time to order a plate of crayfish and a small pot of spicy belly slices, and then sat down at a table in front of the door that seemed to never be clean.

Soon a plate with water stains would be served on the table, and when I looked at the plate, I knew that it was just a few casual dips in the water conservancy. The plate is full of fiery red and shiny crayfish, and the honest boss will always increase the amount very much.

As for the spicy and fragrant taste, you only need to taste it to let you ignore all the dirty surroundings and enjoy the pleasure of being dominated by your taste buds.

Thinking of the past, those ordinary days in the past seem to have been coated with a layer of shining light by time and become good memories. He gently hooked the corners of his mouth, then casually pulled open a plastic chair in front of him and continued to walk forward.

When disaster struck, it was dusk, the night market had just begun, freshly cut kebabs were lined up, and round tables and folding canopies were neatly lined up on the roadside during the day. It's just the meteorite and the demon that sinks suddenly, freezing everything at that moment.

The street is still some distance from where the meteorite will fall, so people here have a rare buffer time. As long as they weren't too stupid, they were basically hiding, and there were very few dried blood stains and broken corpses on the streets, and the Sinking Demon was naturally even less. Along the way, Zhuang Yichen turned out to be a monster and didn't encounter it.

Turning out of the street, he came to a slightly wider road. This is a commercial street, and the roadside shops are not large, and the types of businesses are also very varied, from hardware and home appliances to clothing and department stores.

As soon as he walked down the street, Zhuang Yichen's keen ears heard a small grocery store not far in front of him, and there was a sound of Si Xi Suo, which was mixed with a few lines of dialogue, because the voice was too small, and he only heard a few vague syllables.

Zhuang Yichen was overjoyed, he didn't expect to meet other survivors so soon, he walked towards the store, and at the same time exposed the handle of the gun on his waist. He has no intention of embarrassing anyone, but in this last world, there is no legal constraint, and the ugliness of human nature is vividly exposed, and it may not be much more merciful than those monsters, and proper deterrence will always cause him a lot less trouble.

He didn't deliberately hide it, and walked directly towards the grocery store generously. When he reached five or six meters from the door, Zhuang Yichen stopped. Just as he was about to shout to the people inside, a black hole came out from behind the broken glass door.

"Don't move." The owner of the gun said calmly, and then slowly walked out from behind the door. The one holding the gun was a young girl, followed by a slightly shorter girl, holding a triangle steel that sharpened the top, staring at Zhuang Yichen with hostility.

was discovered by them in advance, Zhuang Yichen didn't think it was strange, people who can survive until now, this vigilance is a must.

He glanced at them, and knew it. These two girls are obviously a pair of sisters, they are both about 1.65 meters tall, their young eyebrows and eyes are childish, and they look like they are about sixteen or seventeen years old at most.

They are very cute, they are all small round faces and big eyes, and their eyebrows are slender and long, although they are not standard beauty faces, but they look cute and make people feel very comfortable.

Seeing that the first survivor he met was still a cute girl, Zhuang Yichen's mood was much happier, he smiled lightly, and then raised the Miao knife in his hand above his head to show that he had no malicious intent.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything, I'm from outside, I just want to ask about the current situation in the city."