Rather than the lights inside the city, there are still some buildings outside the city, but most of them are used to accommodate refugees, or the lucky ones.

She was one of the lucky ones.

Ignoring the origin of the original owner, two policemen escorted her across the city gate, and the wind rushed in her face.

Yes, this was the wasteland she knew best, ten years ago, and now it smells of rust.

Eternal clouds of dust shrouded the scarred land, and the faint beams of light blurred the line between day and night.

The dull hue almost made her forget that the lights in the city were all artificial.

Compared to the two people who escorted her, they were fully equipped, and the original owner smelled the breath of the wasteland again, only to feel an itch in his throat, a stomach fluttering, and a feeling of wanting to vomit in his heart.

She couldn't help coughing, and she was also sighing in her heart that as a wastelander, after years of cultivation, she had actually become delicate.

The wind was mixed in with a few things, dust, gravel, or undegraded waste.

The wind was so strong that it could roll up iron nails, and naturally it could roll up something else.

When a flyer was pasted on the original owner's face, the sound in his ears became blurred.

“…… Before...... Stuff...... Take...... Leave ......"

The words that the two people next to her said to her gradually became obscured in the wind.

When she woke up again, the core inside her was changed.

After getting up from the ground and receiving all the information in the original owner's mind, Li Zhi glanced at the closed city gate behind him with complexity.

Then he had a tire unloader and a live pistol in his hand - this was brought by the original owner when he entered the city more than ten years ago, and now he took these with him.

She didn't even leave a little food, maybe she should be glad that the other party left her four magazines?

There was no movement from the door behind her, obviously completely ignoring her life or death.

Li Zhi couldn't help but sigh that these people were really good.

If it is a new human who has grown up in the Garden of Eden since childhood, I am afraid that he will lose his life in a coma not long after he was thrown out.

What she didn't know was that the air in the area had at least been purified, though not much...... And the surrounding mutant creatures have also been swept away by the genetic missiles that have been developed for a long time, otherwise I don't know if this woman will survive until Li Zhi is possessed.

I looked through the previous leaflet, and in addition to the propaganda of a certain black-hearted city written on the front, there was also a map on the back with a conscience.

And the level of detail of this map can almost be called the conscience of the deep diver.

On the flyer, the logo of the Garden of Eden is referred to by the icon of a city building and three question marks, and indicates the danger level of "extremely dangerous".

Another city on the coast is marked with a destination sign, and the visual perception makes people feel like it's a paradise when they look at the image.

What made Li Zhi feel speechless was that although there were other places on this map except for the main roads, they seemed to be cutting corners, and with a few strokes, the two adjacent cities could be split to a tenth of the original distance, which was simply not for people to run anywhere to live.

Li Zhi put the map away, at least referring to the location of the city gate and a communication tower in the distance, where she was going to go, she probably had some number.

A single link that the original owner had previously glanced at in the document - "Plan G".

According to the mentor's plan, within three years of their marriage, they would entrust the materials collected on the surface to the expedition team, and then through the hands of these people, fill the materials that are easy to reserve into a building in G City.

These include some high-tech materials, 3D printers, canned food.

And these things will be used as the first materials for them to integrate into the wasteland civilization.

The mentor seems to have had the foresight to bury a lot of food reserves on the way to G City.

And according to the information brought back by some expeditions, many traces of intelligent life activities have been found in G City, and there is reason to suspect that a large-scale wasteland society has been established there.

Originally, the document needed the original owner to be a staff officer, and he had the thinking of a wasteland guest to be a staff officer.

- When they arrived in that city, all they had to do was ...... Conquer that small society, or join that small society.

Once they have gained the allegiance of the wastelanders, they have the most basic manpower, and under the leadership of a relatively advanced consciousness, they can compete with other wasteland tribes for wasteland resources and then build their own society.

In any case, once their materials were exposed, it was bound to be eye-catching, not to mention the fact that this premeditated operation lasted for an unknown number of years long before the mentor revealed the plan to the original owner.

The grain in the city, which rots almost every year, is extremely valuable in the wasteland.

It can be said that even if the goods that have only been carried for a year are turned out and announced to the various gathering points in the wasteland, it will cause a bloody storm.

The Garden of Eden, Huaibi is guilty, but it should be that no one dares to fight its doctrine, only talking about human beings.

Otherwise, it will probably fall for no reason like the previous helicopter, and those people still don't know what happened.

Only the short-lived fort was included in the walls.

Sighing, the original owner finally decided to turn on the microcomputer and set up offline navigation...... The map on the microcomputer is still the map before the war, and I don't know if the road of navigation will work.

Probably two kilometers away from the city, she walked for almost a few dozen minutes, her body felt like she had passed through a membrane, and her breathing became difficult for a moment.

The gas inhaled into her lungs, in addition to the almost insensible smell of rust before, also had a strong sour taste, and if she hadn't consulted the god of dice and said that she was not harmed, she would have almost thought that her lungs had been corroded and a hole had been made.

In addition to this, there is a plain that is almost dead silent, except for the sound of the wind.

According to the microcomputer, this was once a vegetable planting base.

All Li Zhi saw was a plain.

"Go straight for 150 meters and turn right onto the DC Freeway." A serious navigation voice came out of the microcomputer.

This place may be relatively close to the isolation zone, and no creatures have been found yet, Li Zhi hesitated for a while, and finally decided to follow the navigation position.

Because in the memory of the original owner, in a compulsory class, a teacher introduced the route that the original expedition team relied on when it set off, that is, several highways connected to the city in the pre-war society.

However, as the expedition progressed, several of the original roads were abandoned in favor of other roads that were more secluded and safer.

Which roads are defended by automatic laser machine guns, there are also material points - if your mentor wants to defect, it is definitely not the official way to go.

And because City G was developed relatively early, much faster than the later occupation of the wastelanders, after collecting the technological blueprints of that city, it was almost abandoned, and the current expedition team is mainly developing several cities on the periphery of the Eden radiation circle, probably to build a "Little Eden".

However, it is also because these highways are in disrepair and there is no one to defend them, when Li Zhi stepped on the wreckage of the "highway", he found that there were some dried corpses lying in some abandoned and rusty cars.

It is also a "ghoul" in the memory of the original owner's ten years of wasteland.

Li Zhi's arrival seemed to wake up these hungry and sleeping corpses, who slowly sat up straight, and slowly moved their slag-dropping faces in the direction that emitted the smell of fresh meat.