Wang Su had a whim, to use the fire Xingyuan force to evolve the true fire of the sun and assist in the cultivation of Yama's golden body, but in an instant, Yan poured a scoop of cold water on the top of his head.

"Although the Five Elements Yuan Force you have cultivated has been able to evolve at a secondary level, and the Sun True Fire is among the secondary fire evolutions, how much Sun True Fire can you evolve with this Fire Element Force you have cultivated? Do you guarantee that the evolved Sun True Fire can boil the Yellow Spring Holy Water? Can it keep burning all the time? You can't do it. ”

This sentence suppressed Wang Sukan's rising spirit.

What Yan said was the truth.

Although Wang Su has been able to operate the five elements and evolve secondary powers, such as the breakthrough of the Tai Bai Qi with the power of Jin Xing Yuan under the base. But only to that extent.

Not to mention the evolution of the Sun True Fire to boil the Yellow Spring Holy Water, it must always be maintained.

That's where the real pain comes in.

Shaking his head: "It's my whim... However," he said here, his mind changed for a moment, and he said, "Could it be that cultivating the Yama Golden Body must be supplemented by the Sun True Fire?" ”

"Is the true meaning related to the supreme yang fire intent of the true fire of the sun, or is it as long as it can boil the holy water of the Yellow Spring?"

In an instant, he thought of a key point.

Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Naturally, it is to boil the Yellow Spring Holy Water." The holy water of Huangquan and even the water of Yin are extremely restrained and deep. The mystery of the golden body of Yama is that in order to smelt the earthy meaning of the Yellow Emperor's earth and the water of the Yellow Spring Holy Water, it is necessary to boil the Yellow Spring Holy Water first, and stimulate the water intention with the fire will... Wow, the deity understands. Do you mean, another way to boil the Yellow Spring Holy Water? ”

"Exactly!" Wang Su clapped his hands and said, "I can't gather the true fire of the sun, but it doesn't mean that there is no way to boil the holy water of the Yellow Spring on this planet, such as a volcano?" ”

......

The rapid spread of the T-virus has caused great damage to the planet. Originally, there were many deserts near Salt Lake City, and there was little greenery. Until now, not even a trace of green can be seen.

Almost all plants have died in the ravages of the T virus, withered branches and leaves, and life withered - the whole planet has exuded a dull twilight.

A convoy of four or five large and small vehicles drove along the highway in the direction of Salt Lake City. These vehicles have been modified to a certain extent, the shell is welded with a layer of steel plates, and the windows are equipped with steel wire mesh, which is tightly knit and looks somewhat defensive.

Led by a modified heavy truck.

There were two people in the front of the car, a man and a woman.

The woman has brown hair and a charming appearance, and the man has a resolute face and a short stubble under the chin.

"It looks like there's a gas station not far ahead, and we're running out of fuel." The woman's twisted willow eyebrows and tired look made people feel a little distressed: "Carlos, you say, where should we go?" ”

There was a kind of dazed look in his face. It seems that the world is so big that there is no place for it.

Carlos patted her on the shoulder and showed a clean smile: "God does not close all the doors, maybe inadvertently, you can see hope." Claire, we all have to be strong, and we are all there for you. ”

Claire smiled reluctantly, and said with some sadness: "We have been reducing our staff all the way, from fifty or sixty, to only twenty or so now... I don't know how long I'll last, watching life by life die, I..."

Carlos was speechless.

When the convoy was about to enter the downtown area of Salt Lake City, a gas station was seen on the side of the highway.

Claire picked up the walkie-talkie at hand: "Let's go to the gas station first and see if there is any fuel." It's getting dark, so I'm going to rest here today. ”

"Okay!"

On the intercom, several answers were made one after another.

The convoy drove to the front of the gas station and stopped in the queue.

The survivors in the car, one by one, stepped out of the canister-like car, stretched their waists, and took deep breaths.

Although it is the last days, although it is cruel. But people have learned to regulate their emotions.

Claire walked up to the tanker, picked up the fuel gun, and only looked at it, and immediately looked disappointed.

"That's to be expected, isn't it?" Carlos approached and smiled: "Salt Lake City is one of the first few areas to break out of biochemical viruses, it's been a few years, if there is still fuel here, I think it must be added by God." ”

Claire snorted and laughed.

"Well, I just... Just a little disappointed. She looked up at the sky and said, "Let's give everyone something to eat first, and then set up the monitor, I don't want to be eaten by those monsters in my sleep." ”

Carlos nodded.

But suddenly, a short exclamation came from the gas station.

Claire and Carlos hurriedly turned around, and at the same time pulled out their pistols and opened the safe.

As soon as they got out of the car, as is customary, the armed men in the convoy scattered in all directions, searching the surrounding environment - if they encountered zombies, they would solve them, and wipe out any potential dangers.

One of them went into the room at the gas station.

The voice is clearly the man's.

Carlos and Claire looked at each other, guns raised, one left and one right, and quickly approached the door.

The open door was like an entrance to an abyss, and it seemed as if a monster was waiting for them with its mouth open.

After a few steps, before the two of them approached the door, they saw the back of a person, who seemed to be hanging by something, and emerged from the door. If you look closely, you can see that there is a white and tender hand on this person's neck!

"Who!"

Claire raised her gun and took aim, her face solemn.

With a click, the hand shook, and the man was thrown five or six meters away, but he only rolled, covered his neck and got up, opening his mouth wide and breathing hard.

"It's your people?"

A tall figure with a back on his back, a sword hanging from his waist, and a pistol on either side of his thigh, and a dagger on the other, walked out of the door. Golden hair exposed to the sun, shiny.

Claire and Carlos exchanged glances, their expressions relaxed slightly, but they did not let their guard down. In such a world, sometimes, people are more dangerous and vicious than zombies.

"I guess it's a misunderstanding, isn't it?" Carlos smiled.

Alice nodded and said, "Maybe." I'm meditating in there, and this man comes in," she said, gesturing to the man who was still breathing hard, "and it's a bit irregular." ”

"Maybe," Claire thought of something, a little embarrassed, "Maybe she wants to make sure if she is alive or not." ”

"Maybe." Alice's face was indifferent, like someone, she only glanced around, and said, "Are you together?" How did you get to Salt Lake City? This is the area where the biochemical virus first broke out, and it is also one of the most harsh areas now, there is almost nothing left, what are you doing here? ”

As she spoke, she seemed to be defenseless, and approached Claire and the others generously.

Seeing this, Claire slowly put away her pistol, showing a hint of helplessness on her face: "But where should we go?" ”

"What about you?" Carlos also put away his firearm and asked rhetorically, "Why are you here?" ”

Alice listened and smiled: "I just..."

"Your home is in Salt Lake City?" Carlos raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I remember when the virus broke out on a large scale, the government planted a mushroom here..."

Alice shook her head, not elaborating.

Then they introduced each other, and they knew each other.

In such a world, to be honest, it is a lucky thing for some people to meet living people. For example, Alice, even if there was a previous misunderstanding, she was happy to meet Claire and others.

The people in the convoy lined up to receive canned food and biscuits, and gathered in groups of three or five, although there was no cream, no coke, and no milk, but many people still had some smiles on their faces.

Alice also rubbed a meal, and Claire, holding canned food, squatted on the side, eating, and chatting.

As the leader of the team, Claire is under a lot of pressure.

She was just over 20 years old, but she had to carry the hopes and lives of dozens of people. For her, it was an unbearable weight.

But she persevered, even when she thought of the slim hope and fear.

Somehow, when she met Alice, she wanted to talk and say everything in her heart. It seems that Alice is born with an intimate temperament - just like when Wang Su attracted Alice and the three of them, just like in the first place.

Alice, as a listener, is qualified.

Listening to Claire's pain, the pain in her heart, the hesitation in her heart, the fear, hope and despair in her heart, she also empathizes.

Seeing her crying, seeing her lose her temper, I couldn't help but want to hold her in my arms and comfort her carefully.

"Is there really no hope in this world?" Claire held her head and sobbed: "There are only a few dozen of us, the earth is so big, but we can't find a place to live, we wander, we search, but we are repeatedly disappointed..."

"I don't know how long I can last... Look at them, there are fewer and fewer smiles on their faces... If I continue like this, I think I'll kill myself. ”

Alice held her hand and shook her head: "Maybe it's the end of the world, but maybe it's the darkness before dawn?" ”

"I hope so."

Claire wiped her face, raised her head, sorted out her emotions, and asked, "What about you, Alice?" Are you wandering alone? ”

"Yes, I'm wandering alone—" she remembered the man, his callousness, but now she realized that it didn't seem to be a mistake.

She has been away for four years and has traveled all over the North American continent, but what she has seen and heard has left her powerless.

yes, what can be done?

It's been four years, and indeed, many people have been saved, but they have also been hurt by many people.

Are the people who were saved still alive? I don't know, most of them are dead.

What about people who hurt themselves? Some were killed on the spot, while others were left to fend for themselves.

The world has collapsed, and people's hearts are not ancient. It is not the power of one person to change.

"Four years ago, I started out of Monta, first south through Salt Lake City, then east, then north, and finally I came back here. I want to come back and see, he's not there, I... Tired..."

......

Since one day four years ago, the Yellowstone volcano has spewed out some flames from time to time, and many zombie animals in the surrounding forests have been attracted to it, but in the end, only in the crater, piles of bones have been left.

In the middle of the crater, which looked like a large basin, there was a hole two or three meters in diameter. Dark, enormously high temperatures erupted from the cavern, scorching the air and distorting it.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling vibration under the black hole.

A stream of magma rushed out of the cave, accompanied by a dark shadow, and rose into the sky.