The shell of cans is mostly made of aluminum, and when it exists in the natural environment, it usually does not change for decades, so you can see a lot of cans everywhere in almost every abandoned city, which are all discarded by later "treasure hunters" and gradually become part of the abandoned city.

Collapsed buildings, dust and cobwebs, mottled and broken asphalt pavement, sidewalks with missing tiles, and shriveled cans mixed with garbage make up an abandoned city.

If you want to highlight something like artistic conception, then you only need to focus on the vigorous green grass in the cracks of the wall or bricks, as well as the little wildflowers in the green grass, and the artistic conception will immediately turn over and rise.

All in all, cans are a fairly common thing in abandoned cities, but at this point, Landis says that the sound of kicking cans just now is not a turtledove tossing, but coming from upstairs, which is a little scary.

"When the long, when the long, when the ......"

I wonder if there is a bear child practicing his football skills on it, and at this time he is not done kicking a can, and the sound of the can colliding with the concrete floor is constantly recalled in the empty building, as if he is deliberately looking for the stubble of a small worm.

Hearing this, Xiao Worm took out the small pistol on his waist first, and at the same time gave the other three people a look, meaning that everyone should go upstairs and have a look.

Both Bit and Landis gently lowered the backpack behind them, and because Turtledove's arm was injured, most of the weight on his body was handed over to Landis, and with a "rub" sound, he pulled out the straight-bladed machete that was half a meter long and walked to the staircase first.

Don't count on the elevator or something, not to mention that there is no power supply, even if there is a power supply, no one has come to repair and maintain it for such a long time, anyway, the turtledove is afraid to sit, sitting on that thing is no different from suicide.

Standing at the edge of the stairs, the turtledove peeked up, and the sound of kicking cans stopped for a moment, but the upstairs was not completely silent, and there were still small footsteps that kept ringing.

"If it's a person, it should be more than a person."

Silently pondering in his heart, the turtledove turned around and glanced at the little worm behind her, the little worm pointed to the upper floor, then pointed to her eyes, and finally nodded, meaning to let the turtledove be as careful as possible after going up, and she covered the turtledove behind.

The turtledove is still quite relieved about the small worm's marksmanship, and since she said that she is covering herself in the back, then the turtledove naturally has nothing to worry about.

Cautiously, the turtledove stepped on the steps of the stairs step by step, listening to the footsteps upstairs one after another, the turtledove couldn't help but clench the straight-edged machete in his hand a little tighter, and when he was approaching the corner of the stairs, the turtledove did not rush up, but first looked up with his head held high.

Because the dense dark clouds block the sun, and there is no lighting upstairs, so don't look at the difference between the stairs, the first floor below is brightly lit, and the second floor above is dimly lit as if it is about to fall into the night, and you can only see a rough outline when you look at everything.

"Strange ......"

Turtledove muttered in wonder, he heard footsteps upstairs just now, why did he expose his head like this, all the movement disappeared in this instant, could it be that he had heard it wrong before?

But even if he heard it wrong, it was impossible for all four of them to hear it wrong, so the turtledove hurried two steps in confusion, quickly rushed to the entrance of the second floor, and quietly stretched his head inside, but still didn't see anything.

Much like the first floor, the second floor of the building was also littered with all sorts of garbage, littered everywhere, except for the fact that there were no cans or living creatures that could kick the cans around.

"Dangchang."

The sudden sound frightened the turtledove like a cat, and with this sound came a pale claw with long nails, and the turtledove instinctively ducked back, narrowly avoiding it.

However, in order to avoid the other party's surprise attack, he forgot that there was a small worm behind him, and behind the worm was the staircase, and the two of them immediately rolled into a ball and rolled down the stairs with a grunt.

This startled Landis, who was still at the corner of the stairs, and he didn't know what was going on above, and for some reason there were two people rolling down the stairs, but fortunately, Landis was quick to go up and catch the turtledoves and insects one by one, and finally didn't let them roll back to the first floor.

"Gollum ......"

Before Rantis could ask what was wrong with these two people and why they were so embarrassed, suddenly a strange sound came from the entrance of the second floor, and Rantis looked up and saw that it was a standard humanoid monster, which was half-crouching there, staring at a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at the four people below without blinking.

It's just a humanoid monster, and Rantis really doesn't pay attention to it.

"Don't get excited," Bit stopped Landis, who wanted to pull out his gun and shoot, "it doesn't dare to come down, there's light down there." ”

Anyone who has ever wandered the lawless world knows that these humanoid monsters are nocturnal, and they usually go out in groups at night during the ruins, and during the day they return to the shadows of the ruins because they hate light.

Or rather, they are afraid of light, their frighteningly pale skin doesn't seem to be adapted to moving in a light environment, or maybe for some other reason, in short, no one with the slightest experience will enter any city ruins at night, which is tantamount to asking for trouble.

The reason why Bit stopped Rantis at this time was not that he had to show off his knowledge, but that the footsteps were not only heard by Turtledove, but also by Bit, who could tell that there was more than one humanoid monster upstairs, - it was easy to kill this humanoid monster, but the sound of gunfire was bound to attract other humanoid monsters as well.

The four of them didn't come here to clean up the humanoid monsters, so if they couldn't get into trouble, of course, they should try not to provoke them, unless they really couldn't avoid it.

"Look, there's a few hairs left on its head."

Standing firmly, the little worm pointed to the humanoid monster half-squatting over there, and whispered to the other three people, Turtledove Dingqing took a look, good guy, I didn't expect this humanoid monster's hairstyle to be so "elegant and chic." ”