The sky gradually darkened, the remnant sun was like blood, and the haze slowly enveloped the entire reserve camp, and there was only a sunset left in the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Walking out of the room, the land where Yang Shuo is now standing is called the No. 13 Reserve Camp. Compared to its name, it is a veritable orphanage, with hundreds of orphans left except for a handful of management and their families.

At the end of the day, most of the families are ruined, most of them are joys and sorrows, and orphans have become a symbol of this era, and the state has come forward to adopt and educate orphans, on the one hand, out of humanity, and on the other hand, it is also to replenish the blood of the country and find available talents.

In my memory, there were 337 orphans in the reserve camp at this time, who were managed by special personnel and held the status of guardians to take care of and train them on a daily basis.

The reserve camp is surrounded by ruins, where the decay of technology and the collapse of the previous world are on full display.

A hundred years later, the world has already become a state of mind, the earth has expanded more than 100 times, the endless crustal activity has turned the former earth slopes into mountains, wide rivers into oceans, and even more, it is said that in the past, it was only a green belt with dozens of trees, but now it has become this heart-wrenching primeval forest under the evolution of nuclear energy.

But the ground of prosperity contains countless dangers, you must know that the world is no longer dominated by human beings, and many terrible beings are often hidden in the forests full of life under those magnificent oceans.

As a reserve battalion that doesn't even have a high combat power, being around that kind of environment is simply a way to die, so a place like a reserve camp to raise orphans, dilapidated and deserted is the best choice.

A moment later, the sunset was completely gone, as if the sky had been torn apart, and everything around it was plunged into a somewhat oppressive darkness.

The darkness didn't last long, and the gallbladder hanging from the surrounding houses played its part, slowly, re-illuminating everything around.

The owner of the gallbladder is a creature called a torch bug, and under normal circumstances, such a gallbladder has the brightness of 50 watts in the past, and the use time can miraculously maintain a whole week.

When the apocalypse came, technology suffered a major blow, and in the early days of the apocalypse, energy became the biggest headache for survivors.

With the passage of time, humans gradually regained their foothold in this land, and bioenergy sources such as torch bugs were widely used.

Yang Shuo looked away from the "energy" and then looked not far away.

It was a wide square, and many boys and girls of their own age sat cross-legged, brandishing their weapons and practicing fighting, or several people showed each other their newly learned moves.

Yang Shuo mingled in the middle of the crowd, quietly examining all this, and said to himself: "There is no mistake at all with the memory, this place is really so boring and desperate." ”

This is a reserve camp and an orphanage in the eyes of others.

As orphans, they have never experienced the love of their parents, sweet food, entertaining games, and only the endless training tasks every day.

They have been instilled to be strong since childhood, and they all have a common goal in their hearts, that is, to become God-senders.

Yang Shuo spread out his palm, only to see that calluses that were extremely inconsistent with his age rashly appeared in various parts of his palm.

Like the teenagers around him, Yang Shuo, who has lived here since he was a child, also has a strong heart.

Even if he is thin and small, his strength is only at the bottom here, but Yang Shuo in his previous life has a strict training plan for himself.

In addition to the regular training of the reserve camp on weekdays, Yang Shuo used his spare time to run 30 miles with weights in the early morning, 500 sit-ups and frog jumps at noon, and 1,000 dagger stabs at night.

Yang Shuo was lucky to be able to be detected with a heaven-sent physique.

But the vast majority of people here are far less fortunate.

Not far away, a burly, rock-like creature was swinging his fist at a giant tree.

The sound of "bang" sounded, and the leaves fell to the ground like rain, and his movements were fierce and powerful, even if the people around him were well hidden, it was not difficult to see the jealousy and envy in their eyes.

And the boy also enjoyed this gaze, and his fists became harder and harder, and the fists like a rainstorm cracked the bark of the tree.

Compared with Yang Shuo, he is stronger and stronger, and he is more worthy of becoming a godsend, but there are no absolutes in the world, and the development of stories is often the most unexpected.

This young man, who was countless times better than Yang Shuo in terms of height and strength, was found to have no heaven-given physique at all in the Tianci test not long after!

Different from the radiant face at this time, Yang Shuo clearly remembered how pale and sickly his face was at that moment.

Even if he is strong, he does not have the physique of a godsend, but he can only live as an ordinary person, and has the lowest position in the dangerous world of the end of the world.

Later, after being struck, he ran all the way to the wilderness, where he was attacked by a sulfuric beetle, and his body was 80% corroded, and he cried desperately for help, and his voice was as miserable as a skinned wild dog, and finally he was devoured alive in that extreme pain.

Removing his gaze from the young man, Yang Shuo's face was neither sad nor joyful, and his eyes were even more faint like well water, without the slightest wave.

For other people's futures, Yang Shuo has no time or interest in care, for him, how to become stronger is what he needs to pay attention to now.

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A hundred years of development and a hundred years of killing, Huaxia has been able to live and expand its territory under the blood of countless ancestors and strong people, vaguely showing a trace of the power of the overlord in the past.

In this era, China governs the country with the military, opens up the territory with force, and strength has become the existence that everyone is chasing in this era.

However, the world has changed, and killing and war are no longer for a small number of people, and ordinary people still have to face countless monster attacks every day.

Every year, tens of thousands of warriors are sent to fight monsters in order to protect ordinary people, so that the human blood can be passed on and recuperate.

In such a situation, humanity needs strong men, and such beings as the Reserve Camp have come into being.

The reserve camp is like a hematopoietic cell in the body, which is deliberately manipulated to send fresh blood to the country every year, and its purpose is to make the whole country function normally, and can contribute more during the fight against monsters.

It's just that Yang Shuo is still very weak now, and he is like a man-eating flower, which also needs nutrient irrigation before he grows to be able to swallow all things.

The reserve camp does not leave much time for itself to prepare.

It won't be long before the first round of testing will begin, and at that time, Yang Shuo's identity as a heavenly giver will also be revealed.

However, becoming a God-given does not mean that the future path will be smooth, compared to ordinary people, the God-given is enough to be regarded as high, as bright as the stars, and has countless privileges.

The height of the station is different, and the scenery seen is also very different, for ordinary people, the godsender is a term that they chase all their lives out of reach, but for the latter, in this new world where the strong are respected, the word god-given is equivalent to death.

Human beings are recuperating, and the beasts and insects in the wild are also reproducing, in this world pattern where you don't die or die is me, every minute and every second there are new godsenders thrown into the battlefield, and there are casualties in battle.

According to incomplete statistics, tens of thousands of God-sent people die in war every year, and the proportion of them is as high as 90%.

This is a terrifying number, but it is also the motivation that motivates Yang Shuo to keep moving forward.

Soon, he will be identified as a godsend, which is a sign that the predicament he will face will follow.