Fang Yuan wasn't talking nonsense, the top area of the weeping vine was in the most central position of this empty island, in order to prevent being disturbed, he also specially made a higher platform for the weeping vine, and placed it at the highest point of the entire empty island.

This is the best place, it's just that Fang Yuan would rather not know this now, the impact this time has brought about a situation that is a little too tragic!

As far as the eye can see, on all the platforms of the entire Sky Island, there are either crawling spiders or green creepers, as if they are covered by two monsters, and a small number of zombies with helmets and Xiaobai are wandering.

The current Sky Island is not like an island made by him, but more like a monster paradise!

Fang Yuan continued to look at his devices, especially the villagers' huts...... Hey?

He finally discovered something that he was happy about, that is, there was no big omission in the villagers' breeding project, and many zombies surrounded the outside, but did not break through the defense line.

As long as nothing happens to the villagers, is it acceptable? Fang Yuan was very optimistic thinking, although there were a lot of monsters, if they were cleaned up little by little, in a day or two at most, the empty island would be restored to its original state!

He took a deep breath, took the materials on his body, and jumped down to make a house with only one opening on the platform!

This time he is not going to keep his hands, since it has become like this, it is really a bit self-deceptive to think about the integrity of the empty island, and now there is no shortage of materials, as long as there are problems in those places that are not the focus, the most is just a lack of opening, less space.

What can't be done after he's driven all the monsters out of the Sky Island?

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, he seemed to remember the device that he used to collect the iron golem that had fallen, that thing he hadn't dismantled yet, wouldn't it mean that he could ...... He seems to have a rather profound idea of the future of Sky Island.

……

In another world, after the black shadows in the sky have left, Robert continues his journey.

Although he didn't know what Fang Yuan was worried about, he also knew that the other party was so anxious about something, it must be a big deal, which meant that it couldn't be delayed!

He took the two bald heads beside him all the way north along the map, and in this gradually cold weather, he finally found some traces of human existence

These traces are very shallow and faint, but it can still be seen that they are traces of "people" passing by, not some night demon or beast, only people would arrange things so carefully and pull them away, and then pile the garbage aside.

Although it seems to have accumulated a thin layer of ash now, that is also a human experience, isn't it?

Robert also had a little excitement in his heart, which meant that it might not be far from him finding a new place to live for humans!

He hurriedly took out the radio and prepared to listen to the radio.

Again, since he can think of short-wave communication on the radio, it is impossible for the human community to think of it, and they will inevitably try their best to recruit possible survivors under the means they should have, and update the information at any time, which is the official favorite method.

As he started to tune in, the two bald men who were still singing along to the car stereo obediently closed their mouths, they were also survivors of this world, and they also wanted to know if there was still a real human group in this world.

How wonderful would it be, if anything......

While they were still thinking so, they heard Robert turn on the communication channel, and adjusted it for a long time before a somewhat muffled female voice rang out:

"This is the Earth Survivors Joint Announcement, this is the Earth Survivors Joint Announcement, this may be the last announcement, please listen carefully!"

"From now on, don't drink water that hasn't been boiled and food that's not pasteurized, that's what all unpoisoned people do!"

"Don't stay in the wild or in the water for long periods of time, and don't come into contact with special animals or diseased Daredevils!"

"A strange toxin has invaded the whole world, and the poisoned person will not die, but will be in great pain, and will have only a little life left, and spend his life in pain and wailing."

"If you can still hear our voices, please don't kill yourself, please don't give up, we can rely on the weather to avoid the Daredevil virus, and we will definitely be able to unravel this special toxin!"

"Please gather enough food and water, stay in a place with plenty of energy, and take care of your poisoned relatives and friends, they will not be contagious, so please don't abandon them!"

"If we can solve the virus, we will distribute the antidote uniformly!"

"If not, this will be the last broadcast of the Coalition Government of Human Survivors!"

"Gentlemen, God bless mankind!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people froze suddenly.

If before, they were only a little worried about the situation here, but now this worry has been transformed into substance.

There are many things that can be exposed by broadcasting, such as the survivors of various countries, in fact, they can be well connected, for example, they have even established a complete system in the north, at least in the past few years of investigation or life research, there are things that can be systematic.

In the eyes of the human race, these systems often mean one thing, that is, civilization!

Civilization originates from a race or culture, and as long as they are not surprised, this principle of civilization will presumably be stimulated by their actions, and little by little civilization will be lifted out of the wilderness.

But now the broadcast, as long as anyone who is not stupid can hear it, this is a farewell, a farewell by the survivor government of humanity to the survivors of the entire wilderness!

What kind of despair would be such a farewell?

Robert didn't hesitate any longer and let the people go on, and he took out a simple radio station and began to try to record his own voice.

Now is the time to race against time, if someone really believes these news and then commits suicide, Fang Yuan will not be able to save it!

……

Survivor of the Americas Defense Base, Quebec Province, Northern United States.

After the broadcast, it was already a mess, and Duncan, then the supreme governor of the Americas, was the highest-ranking autoimmune person in the audience, and he was nothing more than a former governor.

He looked at the scene in front of him with some despair, the guards were long gone, and only one-tenth of the people who could move in the entire base were left, according to the calculations of scientists, the only people who could survive in the entire North America were those who were autoimmune.

But the 0.4 percent chance told him that even if everyone didn't have an accident, there might be less than 1.2 million people on this continent who could survive.

But in such a post-apocalyptic world, the survival rate may not even be 10%, that is, even if the Night Demon is no longer a threat, and there are less than 30 million people left in the world, how long can they survive under this endless stream of natural disasters?

But he still didn't give up, and told the secretary next to him: "Protect the children, don't let them come into contact with the sick, as for the others...... Let them go and bask in the sun, this is probably the only thing we can do! ”

"And ...... Don't go to those people's places, they don't care if the sick live or die...... That's all I can do! ”

The man beside him nodded slightly, and left with heavy steps.

Heaviness was the keynote of the entire base, and when this broadcast came out, it almost meant that they had given up the vast common front and were only relying on their own strength to survive.

At least one thing is right, if God bless them, maybe there is a chance of surviving?

"Sir, I've received a communications message from the South!" Although most of the people gave up, and the people here were even more depressed lying on their chairs, there were always people who stuck to their posts, and a woman in a green suit said to Duncan.

Duncan looked up, "Can you analyze which base sent it?" Or do you follow the radio to find the individual here? ”

"I don't know, the source of this signal seems to be around our base, and he uses a shortwave signal, clear code!" The woman replied, such news made Duncan slightly stunned, this is not the way they prescribed the signal, more like the government communication method three years ago.

"Take it in!" He said that the base itself was a base for radio and satellite communication, so soon a rather peculiar voice rang out.

"I'm Robert Neville, an Army Colonel and Doctor of Pathology from New York in the virus, and I've found a way to transform the KV virus, and I've found a solution to the new toxin!"

"Please don't give up, it's not just you who are struggling in this world, the new virus won't kill you, it will only make the infected suffer, so please protect them! Please stick with it and please give me a little time! ”

"I'm on my way to you, please hold on a little longer! God bless humanity, and we are all shining in the light of God! ”

"Believe me, please give me a moment, and if you can act, please send someone to pick me up!"

"I'm Robert Neville, and I'm walking on Route 20 in Quebec!"

"I will send this message non-stop, please don't give up hope, I can save you! The Savior is with us! ”

Since Duncan did not block his voice, the broadcast was broadcast directly throughout the base.

Duncan was slightly stunned, "Who is Robert Neville?" Why does he emphasize his name? ”

"Sir, Robert Neville is a medical doctor in the U.S. Army and the most talented virus expert in the world!"

The correspondent on the side immediately said that there were the largest number of autoimmune personnel in this room, they would not groan because of pain, they were the real core people, and after the outbreak of the virus, a large number of people who survived the cold were admitted to the isolation ward.

These autoimmune personnel are tired, they are confirmed not to be infected, so they are responsible for liaising with other organizations, going to the outside world to search for supplies, protecting the base from animal infestations, etc.

But it also makes them all quite good, at least the response is fast!

He quickly pulled out the far-reaching report from the sea of documents: "Robert Neville, the savior of mankind? ”

"It's him!" Duncan recalled that the doctor was famous before the end of the world, but he didn't expect that three years after the end of the world, he still did not forget his responsibility, and he was still working hard to make a vaccine, and even had results.

"Wait!" He jerked his head back, his old face full of disbelief, "He said he could save us, and he also knew about this new virus?" ”

"Quick, use all your strength and methods to contact him!"

"Sir, we can't confirm whether this person is real or not, do we want to investigate?" The secretary asked, he had just returned from outside.

"We're out of time!" Duncan yelled at him, "We don't have any time left, and every minute here people are committing suicide because they can't stand the pain!" Do you expect the few thousand people left in our base to pass on human civilization? ”

"How many of us are there? We're gone, will those guys protect civilization?

"Now immediately, use all manpower and material resources to find him!"

"Yes!" The order was given, and the others had nothing else to say, and disappeared immediately, leaving only Duncan to get up from the stool with some grunt, and put himself on the podium with difficulty.

"I'm old, but if it weren't for this opportunity, how could I, a state lawyer, sit in this position?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and pulled himself together, "Give me access to the headquarters of the United Government of Human Survivors, I hope to be able to get enough support, whether it is BJ, Moscow, London, or Paris, now, it is the last chance for us people, Bo!" ”

Even if there is less than one-tenth of the personnel left, this is the most official organization on the entire American continent, and their action power is of course much higher than that of Robert, so on the third day of his broadcast, they were already surrounded by hordes of armored vehicles!

"Colonel Robert Neville?" The moment he saw this convoy, even Captain Stein, who was convinced that there could be no living people in New York, widened his eyes in disbelief.

He is unlikely to be surprised by the products of modern technology, but what is going on with the purple door with a magical halo on the other party's car?

Robert didn't care about this, he held the phone a little nervously, the word "help" was typed, if this group of people was not good, he would have to shout for help!

Luckily, they didn't have guns, and Captain Stein led the team to Robert's special modified van.

"I'm Robert!" He reached out a hand, "Are you the survivor government here?" ”

"That's right, we're the Coalition Government Army of the Americas, please get out of the car and get checked!" Robert had no choice but to get out of the car, look at the serious-faced captain, and begin to check what was in their car.

He was a little distressed, "Hey! That's the KV vaccine, just put it down! ”

"Don't touch my back compartment, there's a radio station inside!"

"Don't go up the portal, there could be danger outside!"

Under his constant prompting, the soldiers checked the three of them and let them go.

Stein asked with some curiosity, "Why are your two companions bald?" ”

"They used to be the Night Demons, I rescued them, and now they're my assistants!" As soon as he said this, everyone's faces changed at once, and the soldiers even raised their guns directly!

"To be clear, they used to be night demons with the KV virus on their bodies?" Stein's face was not good, and the two bald men were a little afraid, but also very puzzled to look at the many muzzles.

What's going on?