In the gray sky covered with radiant clouds, only a few rays of sunlight shine through the gaps, giving the earth the most basic light. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and decay, and the vast expanse of the wasteland was deserted, and only the occasional rotting rat or giant insect gave life to the land.

The ground is full of yellowish weeds, and there is dark green, sticky, rancid sewage that, in some corners of the sun, glows a bleak green, beautiful, but deadly.

And if you look at it, there are still many traces left by humans on top of this wasteland—the remains of cars scattered around, the only buildings that remain frames, and the low concrete walls that have not yet collapsed...... As you can imagine, it was once a busy city.

"Gollum, Gollum......"

The silence of the wilderness was broken by the sound of wheels rolling, and a closed carriage wrapped in thick iron sheets, crushing the pale yellow weeds that were half a man high, came from a distance, becoming a unique scenery in the wilderness.

"Huh...... Where is it?"

Behind the carriage, Zhang Ran opened his eyes with some confusion, and then glanced around vigilantly - beside him, there were more than a dozen teenagers of different skin colors but similar ages, filling the entire carriage to the brim.

Zhang Ran rubbed his temples vigorously - if his memory was not confused, he should have taken a nap at the base at this time, but he woke up in a carriage, everything was too weird.

At this time, Zhang Ran also lowered his head and looked at his body.

In this way, the surprise and doubt in Zhang Ran's eyes were even stronger - his body had shrunk from a big man with a height of about one meter and two meters to a little boy with a thin figure of about one meter two.

"Could it be that ... Did I cross over?"

Pinching his arm hard, Zhang Ran was sure that he was not dreaming, and at this moment, a large number of unfamiliar memories began to pour into Zhang Ran's mind, interrupting his thoughts.

——This is the memory of a seven-year-old boy with the same name as Zhang Ran, born in the wilderness and grew up in the wilderness, and after nearly two hours, the memory fragments that kept emerging in Zhang Ran's mind came to an abrupt end

After sorting out the information in his mind again, Zhang Ran's face couldn't help but show a wry smile - yes, he did cross over, this is no longer the earth, but a completely unfamiliar wasteland world.

From the memory of the little boy, Zhang Ran learned that this wasteland world also had a civilization comparable to or even surpassing the earth, until three hundred years ago, a sudden nuclear war broke out, almost completely destroying human civilization, and the city became ruins and wilderness, and less than one percent of the population survived.

Intense radiation envelops the world, and under the radiation, all living things mutate at an unimaginable rate, mutant beasts, walking corpses, xenomorphs...... In the face of various powerful monsters that are constantly emerging, traditional firepower weapons are gradually ineffective, and the living environment of human beings is in danger.

Fortunately, at this time, there was also an existence called "Evolutionary" among the human race, whose physical fitness exceeded the limits of the human body, and even possessed a thousand strange abilities, under their leadership, the surviving humans finally gained a foothold in the wasteland and began to rebuild civilization.

......

And from the memory of the little boy, Zhang Ran also knew that like these children next to him, the original owner of this body was lucky to have the potential of an evolutionary, so he was recruited by the nearby ruler Black Eagle Company, and now, they are on their way to the headquarters of Black Eagle Company, preparing to enter the "Black Eagle Academy" and receive training as an evolutionary.

"Wasteland, mutants, evolutionaries, abilities, this is truly a magical world!"

His heartbeat couldn't help but speed up slightly, and Zhang Ran couldn't help but clench his fists.

Just as Zhang Ran was sorting out his thoughts, the carriage he was riding in also suddenly stopped, and then a rough male voice came: "Within fifteen seconds, get off the train immediately, line up, and I will take you to the camp trial! As long as you pass the trial, you will be a member of the Black Eagle Academy in the future!"

Hearing this, the children immediately scrambled to jump out of the carriage, and then obediently lined up, and none of them dared to delay.

In front of the children, there was a lean man with brown skin and a slender body who was 1.9 meters tall, and at his waist was a revolver with a muzzle so thick that it could even fit an egg.

"Very well, come with me. ”

Seeing that the children's reactions were very fast, the man nodded with satisfaction, and led the children into a hall, in the center of the hall, there was a row of weapon racks, full of spears, daggers, short knives, bows and arrows and other weapons as many as a dozen kinds of weapons.

"Choose your weapons! The content of your trial is to take out a marching ant alone!"

Looking at the children who followed him closely, the man gave a faint order, and hearing his words, many children's faces showed fear.

Marching ants, one of the most common mutant beasts in the wilderness, are not powerful in themselves, and an adult man with a weapon can definitely kill a marching ant one-on-one, however, the age of these children is generally only six or seven years old, which is still a lot worse than the adult standard of twelve years old in the wilderness, and the strength is only half of that of an adult at most, and it is not easy to solve a marching ant independently.

"My lord, may I ask if I can withdraw from the trial?"

At this time, a little boy who was obviously a little fatter than the other children raised his hand and asked timidly.

"Exit the trial, of course, if you're willing to walk back to the gathering place on your own. ”

Listening to the little boy's words, the lean man who led the team smiled coldly and replied.

Hearing this, the other children showed helplessness on their faces - crossing the wilderness independently is definitely a thing that is countless times more terrifying than facing marching ants, you know, marching ants are only the lowest monsters in the wilderness, whether it is a rotting wolf, a rampaging gopher, or a walking corpse, they are all several times more powerful than marching ants.

"Alright, thirty seconds, get your weapons, otherwise, you will face the marching ants empty-handed!"

Seemingly a little angry, the man's voice also raised by two points, and the frightened children hurried to the weapon pile, picking out the right weapon - although they were only children, as beings who grew up in the wilderness, they all had more or less certain combat skills, otherwise it would be difficult to survive.

"That's it!"

Running straight to the place where the dagger was, Zhang Ran picked up a military thorn, weighed the weight, nodded slightly, and then quickly returned to the team.

Military stab, this is one of the weapons that Zhang Ran is most familiar with. Before the crossing, Zhang Ran was a professional mercenary, in addition to various firearms, daggers are his best weapons.

"Everyone chooses a passage and begins the trial. ”

Seeing that all the children had retrieved their weapons, the man turned again, pointed to the row of passages behind him, and commanded.

After listening to Dahan's words, the children dispersed, and Zhang Ran also chose a passage closest to him and strode in.

After passing through the corridor about ten meters long, an iron fence door appeared in front of Zhang Ran, and behind the door, there was a circular space with a diameter of about ten meters, surrounded by thumb-thick steel bars.

In the center of this circular space, there is a creature similar to an ant, but its size is dozens of times larger than that of an ant on the earth, and its body length is a full forty centimeters, and the outside of the body grows a red carapace, and outside the carapace are triangular pyramidal spikes, looking down, three pairs of thick forefeet support its body, and on the top of its head, a pair of sharp mouthparts grow.

This is exactly the marching ant, that is, the goal of Zhang Ran's trial. As if sensing the breath of a human being, the marching ant also raised its triangular pyramidal head at this time, a pair of blood-red eyes glanced at Zhang Ran, and a pair of tentacles in front of it shook a few times.