I glanced at her: "It's no wonder that there are such strong ancestors." ”

She didn't seem to understand the meaning of my words, and said with a strange expression: "I didn't expect you... ”

"That's right, my planet is very backward, but I love it, I love this homeland that gave me life, if it weren't for you so-called advanced civilizations, de facto invaders, we would have lived well."

I interrupted her coldly, not having the heart to talk to her any more.

She suddenly fell silent, her complex and heavy emotions overflowing, and she explained a little dryly: "I... am not an aggressor. ”

Along the way, she followed me silently, and I no longer drove her, like two lost lambs, looking for them in confusion, but not knowing what they were looking for.

I found the canyon, it was almost filled with uprooted trees and boulders, and I went up the canyon, still with a little hope in my heart to find signs of those who had disappeared, and I didn't care if it was a waste of time, I just wanted to do it.

On the way, she was silent and suddenly asked me, "Happy New Year... ”

I didn't want to answer, but I couldn't help but respond to her: "An important holiday, a festival to reunite with family." ”

She stopped, looked up at the sky, as if looking for something, I looked back, and saw the two clearly visible tear stains on her face covered in black ash, which was really strange, except for the missing finger, her tears were also transparent, and there was no difference in the way she expressed her emotions.

"There's a similar festival in our hometown, called Zatuk."

She lowered her head slowly, maybe she was also like me, thinking about her relatives and her hometown.

Perhaps it was this emotional resonance that my resistance to her had weakened a little, but there was still a bit of a vindictive weirdness: "Then why are you running around the earth if you have nothing to do?" Tourism? ”

"No, no..."

She suddenly grabbed her hair, her face twisted in pain, and her state was completely like a sign of a psychotic episode: "No...

"No・・・・・・ it's not ・・・・・・"

Seeing her condition, I thought of Qin Yan again, and my mood became more and more depressed, and I even wondered, if I continued like this, would I get depression? And then commit suicide?

I shook my head, am I willing to die? If you are really willing to die, why bother to survive so hard.

I glanced at her again, and felt a rare pity for her, and amnesia was a terrible illness.

I returned to the place where I set off, I guess so, even if it was unrecognizable by the storm, I remember the place clearly, and I still remember the width of the canyon clearly.

The results were disappointing, I found no trace of anyone alive and I could only pray that they were still alive.

I started to turn around and walk back, a day, two days, or ten days and a half a month, I can't remember how long I walked.

Standing on a stone peak, looking at it, the vast and endless withered yellow color is like an old man who is about to die, the traces of the storm are over here, the front of the mountain range is full of withered yellow color, all the trees and plants are dead, a quiet, as if entering another world, they have not been attacked by the storm, but for some reason, the plants and plants have died.

I thought of the panorama of the mountains I had seen when I fell from the plane, one dry yellow, one dark green, as if I had a skin disease.

I glanced back at her, since the last time she said that, she had been silent, rarely spoken, or still immersed in emotions, I had become a little used to this piece of kraft candy, the resistance was almost gone, it should have been consumed by her.

"Let's go."

I glanced at the endless yellow trees in front of me and sighed, not knowing when I would be able to get out.

As soon as I stepped into this yellowed area, I instantly felt something strange here, the smell of decay, dampness, and mustiness was unusually pungent.

The ground is covered with rotten leaves, and stepping on them will sink your feet slightly by at least three or four centimeters, accompanied by the crisp sound of dead branches breaking.

Bang Ka!

I stepped on a dry branch and lifted it, and lifted a few leaves, revealing a rag, the color of the rag was difficult to distinguish, but the dark brown blood stains on it were very conspicuous, I looked carefully for a long time, and suddenly realized: this is like a torn rag on a military uniform, I think of the soldiers who kidnapped a transport plane and fled from the base, could it be them?

I continued to go deeper for about two to three kilometers with suspicion, and found more than a dozen wreckage, it should be said that it was scattered human bones, one in the east and one in the west, I can't imagine what they went through at that time, looking at the scattered shape of these corpses, they should have been dismembered, scattered around were broken bones and their torn uniforms, I can already be sure of the group of soldiers.

While praying for these dead lives, I saw two other strange corpses, which seemed to be the remains of wild boars?

I guess I read that right, their flesh and skin have been eaten by unknown animals, and the rest is rotting and emitting a pungent rancid stench, and the bare and exposed organs in the abdominal cavity are still intact.

I looked around the body and turned the ground covered with dead leaves with a branch, and found traces of stray bullets, and I looked closely at the shape of the body, and guessed that the real fatal wound of the two wild boars must have been thrown into the mouth by a grenade, which blew open the throat, because I could see some marks on the bones of its jaw that had been completely dislodged by the explosion, as well as a shrapnel embedded in the bone crack.

The two wild boar carcasses are extremely large, and many trees around them are waist-high, it should be because of them, I have never seen such a huge boar again, if it stands on all fours, it must be at least more than two meters high, it is completely two heavy tanks, once the impact comes, it is an exaggeration, let alone a locomotive, I am afraid that even the rocket head, it dares to divide the height with it.

I looked around again, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there were still a few scattered guns around, which was undoubtedly fortunate for me, I was short of defensive weapons in my hands.

I picked up the scattered Type 07 automatic rifles one by one, checked them slightly, there were many magazines without bullets, but the gun should still work, I chose a gun, unloaded the magazines of other rifles, counted the bullets, and inserted them into my belt. As I was leaving, I bowed respectfully three times to the remains of the soldiers, hoping that they would not blame me for appropriating their relics, and I would also be grateful to them for giving me guns and ammunition to defend against danger.

We continued to chop and slash without encountering any danger until I was submerged into the depths of the withered yellow forest.

In the afternoon, we proceeded as usual, and came to the intersection of a canyon, at this time in the canyon caused by yesterday's heavy rain, a torrent has been formed, the muddy stream crashed against the rock walls on both sides, under a small waterfall, we encountered a group of black bears, they were a little unusual, they stood up and were four meters tall, the hair on their bodies was almost lost, and the whole body was full of wounds torn open by sharp teeth, and the skin and flesh were turned out, which was extremely terrifying. They fish by streams or streams. The weird thing is that they don't look like they're fishing at all, they're fishing.

Because there will always be fish that leap out and bite them, this kind of fish looks very terrifying, half a meter long, with two rows of sharp teeth that are six or seven centimeters long, just one bite, can pierce into the flesh of those bears, is that a piranha?

But those huge-looking bears seem to have lost their sense of pain, and just stretch out their claws, tear off the piranha hanging on their bodies, and don't care that the piranha has its own meat in its mouth, so they stuff it in their mouths and chew it, they don't need to do anything at all, as long as they move their claws to eat food, so they are completely like fishing.

But if I think about it for a moment, I can imagine what makes their behavior so strange・・・・・・ dead plants in the forest, the swollen size of the beasts, and their strange behavior, and it's hard for me to think of what caused all this.

Nuclear radiation, virus mutations.

But I didn't expect that even the depths of this primeval forest could not avoid the invasion of calamity.

I realized that I couldn't go any further, that the water was not drinkable, the meat was not edible, and everything that was available to the survivors had become deadly poisons and traps.

I gently tugged at the bolt and gestured to her to gently retreat, but we couldn't do it and alarmed them.