The infinite journey of the original torture

"Forget it, see you tomorrow!"

Giving Hank one last smile, Rob leads Sam out of the video store.Then he went to a nearby park to harvest the corn he had planted in the field.

While picking, he was still thinking about that girl, thinking about how to greet him, and decided that he must get to know that girl tomorrow!

After picking the corn, Rob came to a high-end apartment area again, took out a map and began to determine today's search targets.

With a gun in hand, he kicked open the door of a certain room in the apartment. Sam, who cooperated well, entered the apartment first. After a simple inspection, he determined that there was no danger in the apartment, and barked softly to show his safety.

"Good job!"

Smiling and praising Sam, Rob began to search for useful supplies in this apartment. When he passed by the door of a certain room, he saw a sticky note on the door.

It read: For Lucy, don't open before Christmas!

Seeing this sentence, Rob gently opened the door, and saw a very beautifully decorated and childlike room.

Seeing this room reminded him of his own daughter, his throat rolled, and he gently closed the door again.

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Leaving the apartment and driving to the South Street Pier, Rob turned on the full AM channel to scroll and broadcast the assistance information. As long as he is on the car radio in New York City, he can receive his assistance information from the AM channel.

After filling the car with gas, Rob drove to the wharf on South Street, carrying the paper data of No. GA-391, ready to conduct theoretical demonstration and analysis.

Pulled out the chair and sat down, took out the documents from the briefcase, wanted to get the pen on the table, but found that the pen was missing.

"Where is my pen?"

I searched around the table, but couldn't find it. Finally, Rob looked at the "housing registration book" on the table and found that its face seemed to be inclined.

He opened the book with a puzzled face, saw the pen he was looking for, and also saw a crooked sentence written in English: You are not alone!

[49.Chapter 49: Deserving of recognition]

"What?"

Rob looked back and forth in the book, and began to think about whether he had written this sentence out of boredom when he left yesterday.

'You are not alone! '

Who wrote it?

Such a question popped up in his mind, Rob carefully observed the above sentence, he picked up the pen on the table, imitated writing the same sentence under the distorted word.

As the sentence fell, his heart beat faster and faster, his eyes widened, and he slowly put down the pen.

"Sam, we should go!"

Yes!This sentence must have been written by someone else. This word is so ugly that he couldn't write it even if he was drunk. It must be another survivor!

Thinking of the loud noise in the direction of the Empire State Building last night, he had reason to believe that the noise was made by other survivors to fight against the Night Demon!

He must go and have a look!

After tidying up the materials on the table in a hurry, Rob ran quickly to his car, followed by the dog Sam.

One person and one dog returned to the car, started the car, and drove towards the Empire State Building.

While driving, Rob kept praying in his heart that he hoped to see a living person, hoping that this time it would not be a disappointing ending.

"Please!"

He whispered a word, the car accelerated to sixty miles, and Rob shook his head with red eyes.

The dark red commercial vehicle passed through several deserted streets, and the weeds were bent over by the wind blown by the vehicle. Sam, who was in the passenger seat, stuck his mouth out of the car window, sucking in big mouthfuls of air, his tongue swaying with the wind with.

The South Street Wharf is only three kilometers away from the Empire State Building, and it took only 5 minutes for Rob to arrive near the Empire State Building.

After entering Fifth Avenue, Rob was taken aback by what he saw, because Fifth Avenue has now become a large garbage dump.

Tables, chairs, computer cases, fire extinguishers, mops, buckets, and large sheets of paper have turned this place into an open dump.

Rob doesn't come here often at the Empire State Building, because there are a lot of people here, and the number of night monsters hiding in the buildings on both sides is also amazing, and there are no supplies.

The last time he came here was a year ago when he moved the remaining shells in several tanks here. At that time, there would not be so many debris piled up here.

Rob parked the car beside Fifth Avenue, carefully picked up the M6920 rifle, and prepared to walk into this "garbage dump" to check the situation.

"No no, Sam, you stay in the car!"

Seeing that Sam wanted to get out of the car, Rob immediately raised his hand and closed the door, letting him stay in the car.

The height of these clutter is not suitable for Sam to enter. There are too many things blocking the view, and it is very difficult to walk. Sam will distract him after following him.

Rob found a better place to stay and began to dig deeper into Fifth Avenue.

The table fragments and all kinds of strange things under his feet really made it difficult to settle down. After a lot of effort, Rob only walked seven or eight meters, and soon made a discovery!

Rob is standing at an intersection now, and his next foot was supposed to step on a pile of messy report cards, but the depth after he landed is a bit different from what he thought. Almost fell into a somersault because of stepping on the air.

He steadied his body in some embarrassment, and glanced at his feet suspiciously.After finding a new foothold and pushing away some debris around him, Rob bent down and picked up the stack of papers that almost made him fall, and threw it aside.

Then he saw a cracked pothole on the ground and a pattern that looked like animal footprints.

"What is this?" Rob touched the cracked pit with his hands, with a puzzled expression and a trace of anxiety.

It took him a long time to stand up, and saw that there was one less tank that was originally parked at the intersection on the left!

It is impossible for a tank to disappear suddenly, it is an M1 main battle tank, and it weighs fifty or sixty tons. It is impossible to just disappear!

He looked around like crazy, trying to find the missing tank, or some trace of its movement.

Then, in the office building behind him, he saw the chassis of the M1 main battle tank crashing through the wall and embedded in the front desk.

Things began to become more and more incomprehensible. Rob shook his head in confusion, looked at the tank that smashed into the front desk of the office building, and then looked down at the huge footprints at his feet, exhaling fragrantly.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Leaving footprints and tanks aside for now, he continued toward the Empire State Building with gun in hand.

Although he already knew that some incredible things had happened here, when Rob overturned the debris and saw the "crater" in front of the Empire State Building, he was still completely speechless in shock.

On the ground in front of him, a huge pit like a spider web appeared on the originally complete asphalt road.

The diameter is about ten meters by visual inspection, and the depth may be 1.5 meters.

Rob stepped over the debris in front of him and jumped into the deep pit, carefully observing his progress and guessing how the pit was formed.

"Meteorite?" He said a more likely answer, but soon new doubts emerged, "If it is really a meteorite, what about...the thing?"