Far Lands.

An off-road vehicle drove slowly.

There was only one driver in the car, and this man was no more than thirty years old, but he had a rough face that had been polished by the weather.

He wears sunglasses to resist the blinding sunlight.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains in the distance act as a natural barrier to protect the land.

The mist lingered on the mountain peak, like the infatuated woman.

The air on the road is humid and carries the fresh smell of soil and greenery.

Sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the hillside, creating dappled light and shadow.

Under the sun, the dew on the grass sparkles and is full of life.

But this vitality no longer belongs to the vast majority of human beings.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows how dangerous it is to walk alone on a wilderness road.

Not to mention the Yama Floating Space that suddenly opens, or the occasional giant beast, or the parasites that may hide in the grass or under the trees.

Just those vicious road bandits who robbed homes and houses made people dare not act alone.

Most of those people are people who have no cure for it, so they are extremely crazy at the end of their lives.

They are not afraid of death at all, and even death may be a relief for them.

Therefore, these people can do anything, they destroy human nature, and human morality can no longer bind them.

But.

At the moment, this person driving alone seems to be not afraid of anything.

That's why I dare to act alone.

Gradually, there were more trees around.

Moments later, the buggy drove into a wooded field.

Originally, the road did not pass through the woods, but after the natural disaster, human activity on the surface of the ground decreased, and plants grew luxuriantly.

So a few years later, woods appeared.

As a result, the road was bumpy.

In the woods, the trees are tall and tall, with lush foliage, which obscures most of the sky.

The leaves rustle in the breeze and rustle in a sound that is not noisy but rather peaceful.

Occasionally, a few crisp birdsongs break the silence.

After walking a little further, you will see a meandering stream in the distance, the water is crystal clear, and the stones and aquatic plants are clearly visible.

Closer to the shore, some wildflowers bloom in bright colors and give off a faint fragrance.

Not far away, the man saw a camp.

In many places, camps are renovated from existing villages or townships.

But this camp is not, it was supposed to be just a clearing in the wilderness, and it was gradually built by man.

Moreover, it was not built in a planned way, so its walls were made of wooden strips and iron sheets.

Such a fence can only be used to prevent some small animals from breaking in, and it is not very useful for slightly larger beasts.

Not to mention parasites and even behemoths.

But since this camp exists, it means that there are no parasites, behemoths, or even large beasts nearby.

At least not for the time being.

The man put the wheel behind the wheel and drove off the road, which didn't make much difference if there was a road in the woods anyway.

Soon.

The man saw the rusty walls, the rudimentary houses full of holes and leaks.

See the beggar-like survivors of the camp, wrapped in clothes that were haphazardly sewn together from various rags.

Compared to these people, the men on the SUV had patches on their clothes, but at least they were clean.

The arrival of the vehicle attracted the attention of the people in the camp, and immediately some young and strong men came outside the camp.

They had earthy weapons in their hands, kitchen knives, fruit knives, scissors, hollow bats, and even rusty water pipes.

The pistol is the truth here, so it's in the hands of a man who looks the strongest and has the best looks.

The buggy stopped fifty meters from the camp, and the man in the car smiled and raised his hands.

"Folks, I don't have any ill intentions, I just passed by here and saw that it was popular, so I came to find a place to rest."

"I've been running for days, I'm tired, see if you can let me into the camp to rest."

"I will not dwell on you in vain, but I have salt and sugar here, so that I can give you a little evenness."

said.

The man rolled over to the back compartment, opened a hiking bag, took out two small bags of salt and sugar from it and threw them over.

The man with the only gun looked at him, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old trotted over, picked up something, opened the ziplock, and dipped his fingers in it and tasted it.

The others craned their necks and looked at the older children.

After a while, the eldest child turned around and nodded, "Uncle Tiger, it is indeed salt and sugar."

The strong man named Uncle Tiger softened his expression at this time, looked at the man on the off-road vehicle and said, "What is your name and where did you come from?"

The man on the off-road vehicle took off his sunglasses and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "My name is Li Su, and I came from Yizhen."

Uncle Tiger was stunned: "Yizhen, good guy,

From there, even if you take the road, it's a long way."

"You haven't encountered a giant beast or a bandit on the road?"

Li Su put the mountaineering bag on his back: "Yes, but I have the protection of the lady in the red dress, nothing happened."

"What's that?" Uncle Tiger asked.

"The Red Lady." Li Su said with a solemn face, "She is here to save us, as long as you believe in her, you can get shelter."

The people of the camp were stunned, and after a few moments, there was a burst of laughter.

"Xiao Li, have you seen too much, what age do you still believe in immortals?" Uncle Tiger beckoned, "Come on, for the sake of your two bags of things, let you rest in the camp for two days."

"But I'm going to be ugly, the girls in the camp are all men, don't touch them."

"Otherwise, I don't care if something happens."

Li Su regained his smile: "Then what if they take the initiative to find me?"

Uncle Tiger laughed: "That's because their men are incompetent, and they deserve to be cuckolded."

"Little worm, go, take people to the wooden house on the east side of the camp, it's been empty for a long time, let Xiao Li settle down."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy handed over two small bags of salt and sugar to the strong man, beckoned to Li Su, and trotted into the camp.

After Li Su entered, seven or eight men ran to the off-road vehicle, touched here and there, and finally spread their hands to Uncle Tiger.

"Looks like the good stuff is on that guy named Lee." Uncle Tiger rubbed his scalp with a pistol, "Let's go, let's touch this kid first."

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

Li Su, who had slept all afternoon, yawned, stretched, and got up from the marching blanket on the ground.

He took out a short knife from under his pillow, the shape of the knife was ordinary, but the material was strange.

The face of the knife appears to be scales, pale cyan in color, and these scales are the size of a coin and clustered together.

Li Su carefully and respectfully put away the scale blade, then took the gun and walked out of the wooden house.

Outside, the little insect and seven or eight half-grown children were standing under a big tree seven or eight meters away, looking this way.

Li Su laughed, went back to the house and got a bag of biscuits, walked over again, shook it and said, "Compress biscuits, who wants them."

Children, you look at me, I look at you, and then the big kid called the worm was the first to run over, and the other kids followed.

Li Su gave each of them a compressed biscuit, and the pistol pinned to the trousers made the children dare not snatch it.

Seeing them holding the biscuits and nibbling hard, Li Su smiled and said, "Do you want to hear the story of the red lady?"