After a night without words, Shen Sen slept until dawn in Lanxing.

Although with his current physical fitness, not sleeping for two or three days has no effect in the slightest.

But after sleeping on the broken plank for a whole year, I saw Simmons, who was big and soft. Shen Sen couldn't help but want to miss what a normal bed was like.

As soon as the sun rose over the horizon, Shen Sen took Zhang Ting and Wilson to the garage of the ranch.

Inside was the pickup truck that the two men drove away yesterday, and it was full of things, generators, tape recorders, and half truckloads of clothes that had been bought from second-hand clothing stores for less than $500.

"Wilson, you drive in a moment!"

"Yes, sir!"

His eyes were resolute and decisive, the original cowardly side disappeared, and the whole person revealed a sense of resoluteness.

But Wilson has changed so much today that he has shaved all of his hair, revealing a pointed bald head.

With a long beard on his slightly horizontal cheeks, coupled with a bloated figure, the whole person's temperament does not match the appearance.

Still as usual, in the next second, under Shen Sen's manipulation, a space-time door that could accommodate a pickup truck appeared in the garage.

Distorted by time and devoured by light, the dark cavern seemed to have countless particles annihilating and fluctuating, and anyone who saw it for the first time would feel fear from the depths of their souls, the most instinctive fear of the unknown universe of living beings.

"You get into this aisle, and we'll be there." Shen Sen pointed to the space-time passage and said to Wilson.

Wilson only glanced at it curiously, and then didn't look at it or ask.

Without saying a word, he got into the car, started the pickup, and drove straight towards the abyss-like passage.

Although he didn't know what it was, even if it was an abyss, he wouldn't flinch at all, and the leader's will was his will.

Driving, accelerating, and in a matter of seconds, the pickup disappears into the warehouse.

"Let's go, let's go too, today should be a busy day......"

Shen Sen took a relaxed step and took the lead, and Zhang Ting also followed with an excited expression.

The dark gate of time and space, people walk in as if they have come to the rainbow mist, but the rainbow is sticky and suffocating.

Wilson drove into the passage and saw this scene, but before he could look closely, it was only a moment's work for him to see the shadow of the normal world again.

Where is this?

Overhead, the sky was light red, and a sun as white as an incandescent light could be faintly seen.

Surrounded by collapsed buildings and abandoned buildings, they look old.

Wilson frowned in confusion, but when he wondered about it, his leader walked out of the dark passage reflected in the rearview mirror.

"Get out of the car, welcome to the wasteland!"

……

Camp 1123.

In today's camp, there is a tense atmosphere in the air.

The guards who were constantly patrolling, with serious expressions, hurried from one place to another.

Whether it was the team that was supposed to go out to scavenge for food, or the idle people who stayed in the camp and were in charge of chores, they were ordered not to enter and leave the camp at will.

But it happens every now and then, so most people are used to it, and there is nothing they can do but pray that nothing will happen.

Next to a ruin, a few male scavengers, who had been called in today to repair the fortifications, were struggling to lift the broken rubble of the building, trying to pile them together.

It took four or five people to lift the heavy reinforced concrete stones, and everyone was tired and out of breath after a trip.

These jobs were all arranged by Shen Sen before, although he didn't know whether it was useful or not, but he knew that he must not let these people be idle.

The wasteland is not as much as it is in peacetime, and most of the time, the people in the camp don't have much to do.

Wasting resources in the wasteland for a long time can cause most people to suffer from psychological and even physical illnesses.

So even if it didn't seem to be working, Shen Sen also arranged for many people to reinforce and reinforce it repeatedly.

Over the course of a year, the camp resembled a thick tortoise shell, full of solid fortifications.

After a few trips, the male camp scavengers were very tired, and sat on the ground to rest.

However, at this moment, there was no relaxed expression on the faces of several people, but they all had worried looks.

They all sensed the sudden tension in the camp and looked at the guards walking around the potholed streets with sad expressions.

One of them couldn't help but sigh, and like a chain reaction, several people joined in.

"It's not going to be another attack on our camp!"

"What are you afraid of, even if you have, don't you have a leader?" One of them retorted.

"I'm worried about this, it's better to finish the repair quickly and go to the queue for dinner early!"

"Old man Li, you've lived so long, it doesn't matter if you eat that meal or not."

A young man with his hair cut in a latte of different lengths, as if he had been gnawed by a dog, interjected with a grin.

The old man Li in his mouth was the one who just said that he would go to the queue early to eat.

Old man Li, as his name suggests, is an old man with gray hair, and no one knows what his name is, after all, everyone's name here is messed up.

Old man Li is because he is old, so most of them call him like this, and his name spread.

This name is not common in the wasteland, and it is not common for people like Old Man Li to live, because very few people can live to be forty or fifty years old in the wasteland, let alone live to gray hair.

"I'm really old, but I'm going to eat one meal, why don't you eat it!"

Old man Li, who was teased by the young man, was not angry, but looked at him and sighed leisurely.

"I'm old and dying, but I can't die yet."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his head wryly.

"I'll just say it casually, don't worry, in our camp, you will never die."

The people of the wasteland world are so straightforward, but not being able to die is definitely his sincere blessing.

After all, being able to live until his hair is gray, Old Man Li has become a miracle in the psychology of the people in the camp.

Even Shen Sen once came to visit Old Man Li and instructed him to arrange some easy work for Old Man Li as much as possible.

In the hearts of many people, Old Man Li is already a relatively special person.

"You kid!"

"I'm not afraid of death, hey, don't say it, you won't understand it......"

"Cut! What, can I not ......" The man with shaved hair and pitted was about to say something that came to an abrupt end.

He saw Old Man Li showing a lonely expression, at this time, even if he didn't understand the world anymore, he knew that he shouldn't say it anymore.

Because every time Old Man Li showed such an expression, the whole person seemed to be a crumbling dying person, and no matter how others asked him, he shook his head, and his eyes seemed to reveal despair that others could not understand.