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"Rest here.

"When sleeping, one person guards the floor-to-ceiling windows and monitors the exit of the tunnel, and the other person patrols the room, paying attention to everyone's situation. If there is any abnormality, immediately wake everyone up."

Jiang Baimian was curious:

"You also know the problem of real nightmares?

"How did this happen?"

"A special deformed creature called the Nightmare Horse. As long as your dreams are affected by it, dying in it is equivalent to dying in reality." Qiao Chu replied indifferently, "I was chased by it for more than 100 kilometers .”

"Why?" Bai Chen had never seen any monster with such patience and perseverance.

Qiao Chu didn't answer, and was about to leave the door and walk into the room.

At this time, Shang Jianyao showed an unconcealable smile:

"I know why!

"It wants to fuck him!"

The place where Long Yuehong and the others lived was completely quiet, with no sound coming out.

Qiao Chu frowned slightly, and glanced at Shang Jianyao:

"Did you use your brain or the ability to exchange thoughts in the 'Hall of Stars'?

"Don't think that there is no big problem now. When you enter the 'Sea of ​​Origin', your symptoms will become more and more serious. Forget it, you have no chance to enter."

"You know so much...you are amazing." After listening to Qiao Chu's words, Jiang Baimian admired sincerely, "Where do you come from?"

Qiao Chu thought for a few seconds, straightened the black windbreaker on her body, and bowed slightly:

"Then let me re-introduce myself:

"Special commissioner of the Eighth Research Institute, Qiao Chu."

Chapter 64 Nightfall

"The Eighth Research Institute..." Jiang Baimian repeated the term in a low voice.

Obviously, she had never heard of such an organization before.

The same was true for Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, and they looked at Qiao Chu with a little more admiration.

The combination of mysterious origin and strong strength has always been an effective element of fascination.

Jiang Baimian, who was wearing a helmet, moved his lips, as if he was organizing his words, and wanted to further ask where the Eighth Research Institute is located, what technologies it has inherited, what is its relationship with the old world, and why did it send a special envoy to this place? The ruins of the city deep in the Great Swamp come.

Before she could speak, Qiao Chu turned around and walked to the right, leaving only a light sentence:

"Take off the exoskeleton and save electricity."

"Okay." Jiang Baimian agreed without hesitation.

That itself was something she wanted to do.

——Today, the electricity accumulated by the solar charging panels was given to the jeep, and it is now night.

Although they still have a spare high-performance battery, but in such a strange old world city, they must try their best to have ample energy and be prepared.

When Bai Chen helped Jiang Baimian take off the military exoskeleton device, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked at the current place.

The first thing they saw was an LCD screen, which was at least two circles larger than the similar ones in the "Activity Center" on the 495th floor. It was hung on the right front wall and was very eye-catching.

"This is a good thing..." Long Yuehong sighed, eager to try.

If this can be brought back to the company, no, moved back to the company, even if it is broken, I don’t know how many contribution points can be exchanged.

Although most of these are items that need to be handed in, the company will also give certain rewards as appropriate.

Qiao Chu walked to the window on the far right, glanced at Long Yuehong and said:

"In the buildings you saw just now, behind most of the glass windows, there is such a monitor."

Long Yuehong recalled the tall buildings she witnessed before, and blurted out:

"so much?"

He then asked Qiao Chu with some doubts:

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Shang Jianyao next to him interrupted with a smile:

"It means that when you pick up trash, you have to pick more valuable ones!"

"This is the 'bonanza'." Bai Chen added using a common phrase among wanderers in the wilderness.

"Bonanza" means that the area is rich in various resources, and there is no need to worry about having nothing to pick up within a certain period of time.

In this case, because the items that can be carried each time are limited, you have to choose carefully to live up to your own exploration.

It's like stepping into a gold mine, you have to put more gold in the bag, not ordinary stones.

Long Yuehong thought about it carefully, agreed with Shang Jianyao's words, and continued to look at the surrounding things:

Below the LCD screen with many stains on the surface, there is a set of long low wooden cabinets, which look dusty, and it is barely recognizable that it was originally milky white.

On the low wooden cabinet are an emerald green water glass, two palm-sized electronic devices plugged in with wires, and a transparent long-necked bottle.

There was about a third of the dirty water in the bottle, with some black debris floating above it.

This is consistent with Jiang Baimian's previous judgment:

If the city hadn't been "maintained" since the destruction of the Old World, the water in the bottles would have evaporated—windows shut, houses dry, it didn't look like rain had floated up.

Facing the wall where the LCD screen is hung is a coffee table of the same style and color as the low wooden cabinet, with some dirty water glasses and a pack of paper towels with a deep black shell placed on it.

On the left side of the coffee table is a trash can full of holes, which is covered with a blue translucent plastic bag; on the side of the coffee table next to the door is a group of dirty-looking cloths made of snow blue or dark gray. Sofa; between the coffee table and the low wooden cabinet, there is a faded folding low stool. Its surface is pink, and its outline and pattern seem to form a cartoon pig; on the right side of the coffee table is a relatively wide area, Qiao Chu Just stand there.

Behind Qiao Chu was a row of dusty wooden railings, and several large glass sides stood on the outside of the railings, acting as walls.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong had never learned what this kind of windows were called in textbooks, but just now they heard Qiao Chu call them floor-to-ceiling windows, and thought it was quite vivid.

On both sides of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a washing area with a stone platform on one side, and several brown-red clay basins are stacked on the other.

The soil in the pot was yellowish-brown, with some dry cracks, and the plants in it seemed to have been wiped out long ago, and they were buried deep without leaving any traces.

In front of Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong was an aisle, and there seemed to be several rooms in it.

On their left side was a small round table, covered with a tablecloth simply embroidered with a few flowers, the original white color of the tablecloth was close to dark gray.

Around this round table, there are four ordinary chairs with mottled milky white paint.

One of them has visible cracks, and the wood inside appears to be badly decayed.

Opposite the round table, there was a semi-open room on the side near the gate. Shang Jianyao saw a rice cooker of the same model as his own at a glance.

It is also peeled off the shell coating, rust spots in many places.

Beside the rice cooker were two metal objects that looked like stoves. There were two pots, one large and one small, on top of the rice cooker. The big one was iron black, the small one was pink on the outside, and gray on the inside.

In addition to these, Shang Jianyao also saw faucets, metal sinks and various cabinets.

Based on his common sense, he came to the conclusion that this should be the kitchen.

"Luxury..." Long Yuehong beside him looked over and sighed.

Shang Jian Yao nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes, yes."

In their cognition, the rooms with kitchens are only available to senior employees, and for rooms with such a large kitchen, they may have to go to the management residence of the "living area" to find them.

While speaking, Shang Jianyao raised his feet and stepped back quietly step by step.

Qiao Chu looked over with a sharp gaze.

At this time, Shang Jianyao had retreated to the door and looked up.

"605..." He read out the house number.

"What are you doing?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

"There are five rooms on each floor, and each unit has a total of [-] to [-] floors, and each building has several units..." Shang Jianyao said to himself, "There are hundreds of rooms as big as this. "

Qiao Chu obviously didn't grasp the focus of Shang Jianyao's thinking, and said calmly:

"Come in, and close the door."

After Shang Jianyao gently closed the door, Long Yuehong came back to his senses:

"There are seven or eight buildings here, and there are more buildings around...

"Is this the old world?"

Shang Jian Yao ignored him, squatted down, and opened the wooden cabinet on the right side of the entrance.

The stale smell wafted out instantly, and rows of various shoes were quietly placed inside the wooden cabinet.

"Close it!" Qiao Chu pinched his nose and said.

Seeing that Yao didn't take a closer look, Shang slammed the cabinet door shut.

Long Yuehong sighed again:

"luxury!"

What kind of family is this, there are so many shoes!

At this time, the setting sun had sunk below the horizon, and the sky was made of gray metal, reflecting a little light.

Shang Jianyao and others looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw that the whole city had become darker, and the high-rise buildings were like isolated islands, being engulfed by an increasingly fierce dark "tide".

Their hearts seemed to be sinking with it.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the block not far away, and there was a "bang" sound.

Jiang Baimian and the others looked at each other and made a judgment at the same time:

This is the sound of gunfire!

Someone just shot!

Before they could speak, hoarse roars sounded around the area.

The roar quickly "spread", and responses were made from all directions, one after another.

"Roar!"

"Wow!"

This kind of movement is continuous, and they are all approaching the neighborhood where the gunshots were fired.

The city that was completely dead just now became lively in an instant.

After one or two minutes passed, the roar subsided, and the whole city fell into extreme silence again.

Jiang Baimian, who had already taken off the military exoskeleton device, frowned slightly, thought for a few seconds and said:

"Heartless?"

As far as she knows, there are "unintentional people" staying and wandering in many urban ruins, the specific number depends on how many people can be supported by the local ecosystem and the remaining materials.

Qiao Chu still carried the silver rifle on his back, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the dead city outside and said:

"Correct."

"The relic hunter who entered the ruins from another road before was attacked by the 'unintentional' and fired a shot, causing a chain reaction?" Jiang Baimian tried his best to restore what happened just now.

This time, Qiao Chu ignored her and stood there quietly, looking at something.

Shang Jianyao turned to say:

"Could the roar we heard in the wilderness come from them?"

"Impossible, how could this level of sound travel so far?" Jiang Baimian responded thoughtfully, "However, what we heard was probably the roar of the 'unintentional people' in the area at that time , they were responding to the first and most exaggerated roar, and from the direction of view, the roar that resounded through the wilderness really might have come from here..."

"Judging from the power of that roar and the response that can inspire the 'unintentional', that monster is probably very dangerous, very dangerous!" Long Yuehong joined the discussion, becoming more and more nervous as she spoke.

Hearing these words, the expressions of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen suddenly fluctuated, as if they remembered their original decision not to approach the dangerous area.

This is in complete contradiction to their current state.

Jiang Baimian's eyes moved slightly, his expression gradually became serious, and he subconsciously looked at Qiao Chu.