Ke Xiaoliang in his previous life once asked a third-rate game anchor he knew.

Stiem, how to make a game, you can make money by doing it casually.

The third-rate game anchor replied plainly and truthfully, "More women, bigger persimmons." ”

He asked the game streamer again how he could make a triple-A masterpiece.

The third-rate game anchor said excitedly and arrogantly: "Burn money, burn money, keep burning money!And then skip the ticket, skip the ticket... Crazy bounce tickets. ”

In the end, Ke Xiaoliang asked him, that... What kind of game, which neither burns money nor has a big hammer, but is called a masterpiece?

The third-rate game anchor suddenly became melancholy.

He picked up the cigarette butt on the table and took a deep puff.

Said meaningfully: "Nothing, then find a way to take a snack!"

But that's actually the hardest part.

"Don't go near there, the church is the place where the gods fall. There the priest was crucified, and the spirit of the pastor wandered there in the form of the most evil devil. The red-haired Tom grabbed Song Qingwen.

"And don't go near the river, when there was a big explosion, there were people who hid in the river, and then they were cooked. They turn into terrifying spirit-sucking fish monsters, and if you get close to them, they will watch you underwater, then suck your soul and bite off your head in one bite. The red-haired Tom walked in front to explore the way, and said to Song Qingwen behind him.

The red wind blew through the barren and dry land, and those strange crows, continuing to flap their wings, followed closely by the two walking in the barrenness.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

At the crows, Tom the red haired fired three shots in quick succession.

"Fuck off, you disgusting guys. Hell is where you should be!" Tom the Red-Haired seems to have become a little manic and sensitive when he reached the surface.

He turned around, looked around vigilantly, and then said to Song Qingwen, "Be careful of them, they are the eyes and ears of some monsters. We will report our location and situation to those monsters. I shoot and scare them just to let them know that I'm not easy to mess with. ”

"If you come across these crows alone in the field and don't have a gun, make as many similar sounds as you can to frighten them. ”

Song Qingwen nodded, indicating that he understood.

But he secretly decided that he must follow these crows to see what kind of monsters are like to manipulate them.

He did not underestimate the dangers of this 'otherworld'.

After all, there are weapons that can kill gods.

Song Qingwen just understands the coexistence of danger and opportunity better than ordinary people.

Valuable things are always possessed by the strong, and if you want to get them, you need to challenge authority... This is a very simple and obvious truth.

But there will be many people, knowing this, but still vainly trying to avoid the important and get something for nothing.

He followed Tom Redfur for about half an hour.

The inky black ruins of buildings began to appear in large numbers in the barren field of vision.

The collapsed tall building, even today, can still be seen in its former grandeur.

Some of the cars that have long been scorched, buried in the mud and dust, but there are no wild grass around them to make some romantic decorations.

The streets that should have been bustling with traffic were now full of mud, and the ash that flew from nowhere, like black snowflakes, was always floating and swirling over the ruins of the city.

"Wear a hat, cover your mouth and nose, and try not to show your skin. This dust comes with a large amount of radiation, and if it comes into contact with it, it will cause a large area of skin to ulcerate... Or even lesions. Tom said.

As he spoke, Tom the Red Haired held up the large iron umbrella that he had been carrying on his back.

At the edge of the umbrella, a transparent plastic edge hangs down.

The two of them were shrouded in iron umbrellas, temporarily isolated from the outside world in a seemingly safe space.

"We're going into the city now to collect some supplies. If you can't find your home today or tomorrow, you can go home. Then we will not have enough living materials. Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen.

Tom didn't go to the big supermarkets, and he didn't dare to go to the high-rise buildings that seemed to be relatively well preserved.

What he took Song Qingwen to search for were some single-family courtyards.

Easily smash open the door and look for a basement.

And in the basement, whether there is food and daily necessities that are still in good condition.

However, most of the houses are either empty or have no basements.

Some of the food found has long been damaged and spoiled and inedible.

Finally, the two smashed open a room again, and the overall layout of the room seemed to be relatively well preserved, but most of it had been carbonized.

Tom the Red Haired smashes open the basement.

I saw three corpses, hugging each other, tightly glued.

It looks like a father holding his wife and child.

And the mother wrapped her body around the child.

Such layers of walls are formed with flesh and blood, but they still haven't been exchanged for a miracle.

The child was also scorched and died in the arms of his mother.

Tom the Red Haired stood silently in front of the charred corpse, and then whispered, "May you die without any pain, and your souls will have long since disappeared with the fall of heaven." ”

Song Qingwen followed behind, and he was not impatient at this moment because he looked down on life and death, or because he had personally caused countless more tragic tragedies.

In the midst of a forest fire that burns the forest.

The tiger will allow the critter to crawl on itself and flee with it.

Squirrels will also give way to burrows deep underground, allowing snakes or other animals that are predators to come in and escape from danger.

Ke Xiaoliang set up such a scene, not to move anyone.

It's about making everything you say more convincing.

In the basement, the two found a lot of canned food and some useful substances.

After leaving the room, the red-haired Tom looked up at the gloomy sky, and spat out a few words that had never been translated in Song Qingwen's ears.

"It seems that it is too late to go back, and the night will come earlier today. ”

"Let's go north!" said the red-haired Tom and ran quickly with Song Qingwen.

And the sky, as Tom the Red Haired had said, was rapidly becoming darker and darker.

Song Qingwen was even keenly aware that some of the pitch-black charred corpses had begun to writhe slowly in the rapidly spreading night.

They seem to be coming alive in a whole new way.

Evil and hideous.

Even Song Qingwen himself never imagined that one day, he would use the word 'evil' to describe something else.

It's right in the far north of the city.

A wall of burnt fire trucks stood in the way of the street.

Some of the people who were rushing to run towards a deep pit were scorched in the middle of the way, and they could still vaguely see the shouts and determined expressions on the scorched faces.

"Okay! We'll spend the night here tonight. ”

"Stayed on a fire truck. Let's hope the radiation isn't too strong and turns us into monsters. If it changes... I hope it doesn't get too ugly, at least keep my thick red hair. Tom said in a joking tone.