Chapter 42: Dead Souls
People are tired of the world after the outbreak of war, endless wars have trampled on the genes of all races, and all civilizations have perished in the flames of war.
For example, the principalities used magic, the Imperial people used the legendary spiritual swordsmanship, animals used to stand upright like humans, all kinds of elves roamed the kingdoms, dragons that once soared through the sky, and ancient dragons who controlled thunder are still involved in human affairs.
Although only a hundred years have passed, it seems like a lifetime away.
The ancient secret method has lost its inheritance, the martyrs who died in battle have no names, the principality has fallen, the empire has fallen, the beast race has been extinct, the forest fire has burned for three whole years and no one responds, the sea is churning, the living creatures in the sea are swept away, and then the sorrow of the sky, the extinction of species always comes so violently and lonely, but there are still the living, seeking the hope of humanity in the desert.
"Damn...... There is no water......" he shook the container that could hold water, which was the end of the tentacles of a mechanical octopus, and he used several hubs to close the hole and make a simple water storage pipe.
In this desert, no amount of water pipe can store the water of a person's life.
"Wang Die, turn your pretty little head melon and help me find water...... I'm dying of thirst, what are you going to do......" He was like a coquette, he couldn't care about whether he was hungry or not, he could only care about drinking water.
"Puff~Puff!" A metal ball bigger than his head turned the "patchwork" face around.
Wang Die, its face is drilled together by various flat iron pieces he picked up, although it looks patchwork, but because those iron pieces are soft and polished, Wang Die looks weirdly cute.
It also has a small bow on its head, and he privately thinks that "Wang Die" is a "girl", because then he will not be with a male robot every day...... In that case, there may be no hope of survival......
I heard that in the north, there is an immortal Joel, who uses the legendary equipment left behind to dominate the side, and controls the largest underground pure water source since the [Destruction Era].
He was in the south, and it was impossible for him to go north.
"In front?" He understood Wang Die's gesture, Wang Die said that there was a water source ahead, but Wang Die's detection was not very accurate, and it hurt him miserably many times, because Wang Die's detection could not distinguish whether it was groundwater or an oasis, and it was impossible for him to dig groundwater alone.
He folded his hands together and asked Wang Die to fly over to discern where the water was.
"Above or below?" His long hair fluttered outward, and the wind blew, soothing the desert a little.
"Puff~Puff!" Wang Die stopped at his hand, which also meant that there was water on the ground in front of him, preferably an oasis, and he could replenish the water source on his body.
After putting away the water storage pipe, his mechanical arm shook unconsciously.
"Oops...... Complete one's misery. He lifted his arm, took a screwdriver from his trouser pocket, and began to twist his mechanical elbow, which he had broken off a wire that he had to tighten a little to make the thread look less tattered, or at least not shaken all the time.
He needs supplies.
"If only it were an [oasis]...... Walk! He quickly put the screwdriver into his trouser pocket, threw Wang Die above his head at once, jumped up at once, and ran in the desert.
This desert, stretching for hundreds of miles, has no visible green vegetation, and the endless desert here means that this was once a grand battlefield, and the desert here is mixed with the ashes of unknown soldiers fluttering in the wind, the vicissitudes of the sea, the movement of the leylines, all civilizations have been destroyed, and he runs faster and faster, as if all the sand chips are urging him to run.
He completely trusts Wang Die, so he runs without hesitation, he has finished transforming his arm, but because of the lack of precision equipment, he has to suffer from the pain of body transformation.
The sun wasn't very hot, because the war didn't affect it, and it wasn't a desert before, so everything was business as usual.
It's just that humans can't tame the desert, so they have to survive in an oasis with water. The oasis is still "civilized", but it is also incomplete.
There was a belly snake coiling in the desert twisting its body, its pale yellow body hidden in the desert, staring at him with those eyes that could detect the temperature.
"Hiss......"
The serpent spitted a letter and crawled in a chain of nine twists and turns in the desert, and its prey was a fast-running teenager, whose mechanical right arm was too much fanaticism as he was in due to the sun's rays.
It decided that by biting the hottest part, it could kill its prey with poison.
"Hiss......"
It began to crawl slowly, and the boy was getting closer and closer, his gray and white clothes were dirty, but they were rarely neat - at least he looked like a human being, his lips had cracked in the dehydrated environment, layer by layer of red and white lip skin, and there was blood in the cracked mouth, he couldn't stop licking his lips, feeling the blood.
He can run fast because Wang Die pulls him above his head, and when he runs, Wang Die will move forward and maintain the balance of his pace, so that he can walk like flying, which is the unique combination of him and Wang Die, which has helped him avoid many times of pursuit.
But this time, the belly snake suddenly shrank back, ready to use the bullet from its neck to catch him off guard.
"Hiss......" It instinctively spat out the letter, and lay motionless in the desert, the sun was in the sky, and only its eyes could see a trace of black spots in the sand.
It is well ambushed, it is a survivor of war, and now, its prey, unaware of its existence, its luck is destined to make it a meal.
He ran, the sweat began to come down, he ran much faster than the average person, and the chance of the belly snake was only in that moment.
"Hiss......" Its voice came from the tiny roar through its instincts, hitting the fangs, making everything so calm.
The prey is rapidly approaching, and its body is beginning to enter a state of readiness, and it must ensure that its ejection can perfectly aim its head at the prey that will arrive at the moment, and then infuse it with toxins.
Its body tensed.
Its toxins have congealed in the teeth.
Its tail slapped the ground with a bang.
It's too late, it's too soon!
The hapless prey watched in horror as a thigh-thick-bellied snake came from the desert in a tiny curled up state like a ghost.
Catapult!
The snake used all its strength to catapult itself into his face, and he was terrified, looking at the already black fangs and bloody mouth, and subconsciously blocked it with his arm.
This hottest "heart" in its eyes is its target, the blood basin mouth accompanied by the black toxin that has been ejaculated is like nailing to his arm, he has no time to think, he tried to shake it off, the fangs collided with the steel, the violent ejection of the snake and his panic made him fall to the ground for the first time.
With two plops, a man and a snake rolled together, rolling in the desert hills, and the dust that had been raised instantly returned to the dust, disappearing, the black toxin flowing on the steel arm, and its tail quickly wrapped around his body.
"Wang Die! Fast! Help me! He was wrapped around his waist by a snake as long as he was, and the muscles of the terrible snake curled him in pain.
And the big mouth, which had let go of the steel arm, began to rush at his head, intending to launch another fierce attack.
"Puff~!!" The two little wings on Wang Die's body flapped rapidly, and she also rolled in the sand, and it was impossible to help her master.
"Damn!" He roared loudly, his chapped lips and bright red blood flowed again, and he watched as the bloody mouth was about to cone him, and he turned his head to dodge, then clenched the right fist of the machine, and the sand rubbed against the machine, and then the link of the machine with a taut sound of the chain curry.
【Whew! 】
He punched the snake three inches, and the snake shook its head, black toxin splashed in the sand, and he shouted, who knew that the snake twisted his abdomen more fiercely, and the entanglement made him have to quickly punch out again.
【Whew! 】
【Whew! 】
Two punches, those mechanical arms were instantly mixed with the blood of the belly snake, the belly snake immediately curled up, let go of him, he immediately got up, wanted to fight again, looked at the snake viciously, only to see that the snake had begun to turn around and escape.
And the body of the snake contrasts with the sand, and only when he knows that there is a snake can he really see the snake, otherwise he can only stare at the yellow and white desert.
He immediately grabbed the flying king butterfly, and put it on top of his head again, and those black toxins, as if they had already been swallowed by this ruthless desert, were also gone.
He gasped and glanced at the tooth marks on his right arm, the pure black toxin touching the steel, instantly turning into white foam.
He quickly squatted down and washed his entire arm with sand.
His heart was palpitating, and his thirst was becoming more and more terrifying, and his ears seemed to be ringing with that terrible hissing......
He looked intently into the distance, fortunately there was Wang Die to discern the direction, otherwise he would have lost his way after this fight.
Hoping for the stars to show you the way, you will only starve to death on the spot.
Damn......
He shouted in his heart.
"Some things are still not dead...... Sure enough, it is not a single line of disaster. ”
He looked around, and the blood from the cracked lips had already dried up, and he was only covered with white lips.
"Mother's ......"
He cursed and hurried again.
This time, though, his hands and feet began to tremble.
If there was no water in front of him, he would really die of thirst......
But Wang Die didn't make a mistake, he saw a touch of green, he licked his lips again, and regarded his blood as the sweet syrup in his mouth, so he really had some spirit.
"What an oasis!" He shouted happily!
The smoke in his throat made it impossible for him to shout a second time.
It's just that this oasis doesn't seem to welcome newcomers, and he sees a group of black-pressed soldiers, drinking wine around the oasis......
They have a notorious name called the Queen Bee Guards, and they belong to the Queen Bee, a group of human mercenaries of the Queen Bee's powerful mechanical force.
The queen bee is also synonymous with the most powerful in this apocalyptic era, she is a supercomputing program, relying on the ancient spiritual power source power core system, and it is said that it is powered by the sun to supplement wireless energy.
The most terrifying thing about her is no longer in the source power core system, but from her unique computing ability, as well as the ability to imitate, legend has it that she participated in the earth-shattering war of ghosts and gods, and when everyone died, she relied on her source power core system to perfectly replicate her original appearance, and a huge mechanical army [Doomsday Legion].
They mimic the shapes of various animals, but they emit all kinds of terrifying rays that turn people into pus and blood.
The queen bee guards benefit from the black technology of the queen bee, and they are rampant and domineering in any place, doing whatever they want, so no one dares to provoke them easily.
He is no exception.
Wang Die's detection is correct, but Wang Die can't accurately information again.
For example, water has been detected, but it has already been occupied.
He crawled on the desert in the highlands, staring fiercely at the oasis with its cheerful cries.
One, two, three, these three are drinking.
There is very little alcohol in those wines, and they are all fruit-fermented alcohols.
One, two, these two are repairing their own armored vehicles.
The armored car was modified to an unusually sharp one, with spikes everywhere and barbarism everywhere.
One, two, three...... They're ...... Watch a woman dance.
The woman danced in the sun, dressed in bright red clothes, and if she wanted to leak something, she put her hand up and provoked the lust of all the soldiers.
It's still daytime, but they're having fun.
He hammered the sand.
"Damn ......"
He saw their guns, which were nothing new, they had been around for a long time, but they could only be forged by a supercomputing program in the queen bee.
Those guns were big and small, and these mercenaries were naturally on guard, and the guns were not left behind......
He touched the powder bullet in his trouser pocket.
Three Frozen Bombs.
Two flashbangs.
There are also two flame charges.
These are throw-in explosives, coming from a ruin, the gun is gone, but it can still be thrown and exploded.
These are not items that can be approached, and it is impossible to kill everyone at once. If one of the mercenaries reacts, he will be shot to death with a psychic firearm, but these things are not easy to mess with......
He can't just leave, he needs, water.
Damn it...... Water!
He crawled forward for a short time, and now like a snake in the belly, he wanted to lurk in this terrifying post-apocalyptic desert.
"Hoo ......"
He took a deep breath and took Wang Die off his head, he gave Wang Die a look and started the first plan.
Wang Die quickly dodged and hid into the desert.
He touched his face, the sand and blood sticking to his lips aching and itchy.
"Bastards...... Today is your time of death......"
He gritted his teeth.
He knew he had eight enemies to face......
But he felt that those water sources were more tempting than eight enemies......
He took the flame bomb lightly and slowly crawled forward.
His legs curled like a snake and crawled on the ground.
Beads of sweat continued to fall, falling into the sand, and his eyes widened.
His ears were also burning.
His snort blew down the sand.
The cheerful singing was like a funeral ballad.