long night fire

In order for Qiao Chu and Jiang Baimian to see clearly, he turned the flashlight and shone it on his hand.

The yellowish beam of light diverged slightly, reflecting Shang Jianyao's gloomy face, so frightened that Long Yuehong almost jumped up and shot him.

"Look at my hands." Shang Jianyao seemed to have anticipated Long Yuehong's reaction, but he didn't add a sentence until now.

Long Yuehong exhaled slowly, moved her eyes, and looked over.

In the yellowish beam of light, fine dust was flying, and the white hair was shaking slightly.

"Where did you find it?" Jiang Baimian asked.

Shang Jianyao pointed to the wall where the LCD screen was hung:

"On the pillows in this bedroom."

"Only one?" Jiang Baimian asked.

"In theory, unless it can devour its companions and evolve itself." Shang Jianyao replied seriously.

"Learn this kind of thing in the basic class now?" Jiang Baimian said casually, as if he was distracted thinking about various possibilities.

Bai Chen, who was listening quietly, pulled the old scarf around her neck and said:

"What was left when the old world was destroyed?"

Hair is not so prone to decay under similar conditions.

"It doesn't make sense to only keep this one." Jiang Baimian expressed his doubts, "And, don't we have a preliminary judgment? This city will have a certain degree of 'maintenance' on a regular basis. This room Some situations in China also confirm this point, just like just now, we found traces of rat activity in restaurants and kitchens, but they left nothing but bite marks and scratches.”

"This sounds more terrifying..." Long Yuehong couldn't help muttering.

A city that has been dead for a long time is still cleaning up debris regularly and "maintaining" itself!

Scarier than a ghost story on a radio show without knowing why!

"The rats may have been eaten by the 'heartless' who are active here, and they also need food." Bai Chen expressed his guess.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Possibly. But will 'Mindless' clean up for rats? They're left with survival instincts."

"Why is this impossible? Don't they all know how to sing?" Shang Jianyao turned off the flashlight in his hand and said seriously.

"..." Jiang Baimian gave him a blank look, "You call that roaring sound singing? Besides, even though they still have a certain instinct to clean up the environment, although I haven't seen it in other 'unintentional people', But let’s assume they have it first, in short, they should also “maintain” frequently, rather than doing it after a long period of time, after all, they don’t have much thinking ability, they will only act according to instinct.”

Judging from the condition of the streets, buildings and rooms, it has not been maintained for a long time.

Shang Jian Yao strives according to "reason":

"Humans have an instinct to be lazy.

"How often do you usually clean your room?"

Jiang Baimian was speechless for a moment, glanced at Qiao Chu and said:

"I am more casual when performing tasks in the wilderness, which is a manifestation of gregariousness.

"When I was in the company, if I cooked by myself, I cleaned it up more than once a day. If I ate in the canteen, I cleaned it every three days and once a month."

Since the beginning of their discussion, Qiao Chu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly asked:

"Are you from 'Pangaea', or from 'United Industries', 'Juzi', or 'Future Intelligence'?"

"We are 'Pangaean creatures'." Jiang Baimian replied truthfully.

Qiao Chu touched the silver rifle on his lap, nodded slightly and said:

"Let's not talk about that hair, it's not a big deal.

"Eat, rest, and wait for the early morning."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao and the others gave up the discussion, found a place to sit down, and ate food such as compressed biscuits and energy bars with the clean water in the water bag.

After filling his stomach, Jiang Baimian stood up, walked to the window of the restaurant area, and looked down at the lawn overgrown with weeds.

She originally planned to speak out her needs directly, but after glancing at Qiao Chu, she became a little embarrassed again:

"I, go down, it's convenient."

"The toilet here can be solved directly." Shang Jianyao looked eager to try, as if he wanted to share the method he discovered with his companions.

"No need... It will affect your rest." Jiang Baimian politely declined his offer.

Sitting on the chair, Qiao Chu opened his eyes as if closing his eyes and said:

"You can go to the corner of 601."

Jiang Baimian shook his head instinctively:

"It's better to be careful in such a weird place.

"If the stronger smell is not buried and the distance is closer to itself, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble."

"It's okay." Qiao Chu insisted on his opinion.

Jiang Baimian didn't want to refute, so he chose to obey.

Bai Chen then stood up:

"I will go with you."

"Just to help each other guard." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, showing a smile, "Even if you don't want to go, I have to drag you to go."

Long Yuehong clamped her thighs, looked at Shang Jianyao and said:

"Will we go together later?"

"Okay." Shang Jian Yao replied with regret, "Since Qiao Chu said it's okay, we can relax a little more, for example, stand on the railing, open the window, and face the outside directly..."

"Stop!" Long Yuehong stopped his jumping thinking, or sudden whim.

After such an episode, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen each occupied one end of the sofa, curled up, and prepared to rest, while Qiao Chu was still sitting on that chair with his eyes closed, not sure whether he was resting or had fallen asleep.

Shang Jian Yao sat cross-legged on the railing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking in the direction of the tunnel, and monitored the movement in the dark city. Jiang Baimian walked back and forth in the living room with a "ice moss" pistol without a grenade gun, always paying attention. Whether there is any abnormality in the sleeping person.

After a few minutes, a scream full of fear rang out somewhere in the city.

In this unusually quiet night, in the ruins of this dead forest-like city, the screams spread far away, making Long Yuehong, who was still asleep, feel her scalp numb and tremble.

Immediately afterwards, bang gunshots sounded one after another.

Bang bang bang bang, this series of movements is like firecrackers, which will soon burn out and return to silence.

After a while, Shang Jianyao saw a figure jumping out of a nearby alley through the faint starlight.

The figure was hunched over, its movements more ape-like than human-like.

He was wearing some clothes in a mess and tied some cloth, and quickly approached the building where Shang Jianyao and others were located.

Then, he ran to the other side along the street full of yellowing and fallen leaves, from time to time, he climbed skillfully to a high place and jumped down lightly.

Seeing such a scene, Shang Jianyao felt that even if he had done genetic modification and received systematic training, it would be difficult to complete similar actions. After all, the main direction of improvement is not in this area.

At this time, the high-altitude clouds moved, and a little moonlight leaked out, allowing Shang Jianyao to barely see the figure clearly.

It was supposed to be a male, with a lot of black hair that was messy and dirty, but not too long to reach the shoulders.

As if aware of Shang Jianyao's gaze, the figure suddenly turned his head and looked upstairs.

A dazed face suddenly appeared in Shang Jian Yao's eyes.

"Heartless".

This is an "unintentional person", an "unintentional person" in his prime.

Shang Jianyao didn't dodge, opened his eyes, and looked at the "unintentional person" quietly from a long distance away.

Finally, the "unintentional person" withdrew his gaze, continued to head towards the shadow of the tall building in the distance, and disappeared there.

Shang Jianyao gradually showed a smile on his face, as if he had won a decisive victory.

Suddenly, he saw another figure.

This figure also bent its body, and its speed was much slower than that of the "unintentional man" just now.

Shang Jianyao glanced over and saw a wrinkled, withered face and a mess of long white hair.

The figure flashed past and entered the alley on the left—this was Shang Jianyao's blind spot.

In the next two hours, Shang Jianyao saw several "unintentional people".Jiang Baimian also noticed this, and expressed doubts about the number of "unintentional people" here.

Afterwards, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong woke up and took over their responsibilities.

When Shang Jianyao was awakened from his dream by Long Yuehong, Qiao Chu had already left the chair and stood in front of the French window.

"It's almost morning." Qiao Chu said calmly.

He immediately withdrew his eyes from the dark ruins of the city, and said softly with his cold eyes:

"Help me put on the exoskeleton."

Not long after, with the help of Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen, he put on the military exoskeleton device and activated the system.

After taking the silver rifle, Qiao Chu, whose body was covered with a black metal skeleton, walked to the French window, pointed at a building a few blocks away and said:

"Our destination is there."

Shang Jianyao and others looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a building that was not a short distance away from all the surrounding buildings.

It also appears to have a large courtyard attached to it.

At this moment, it is standing quietly in the dark ruins of the city, without any light inside, as if it has long since died.

A few seconds later, Qiao Chu turned around, walked towards the door, and said in a deep voice:

"set off!"

Chapter 67 The City at Night

After taking the remaining food, a group of five people left Room 605 and went down the stairs to the first floor.

"Driving there?" Jiang Baimian looked at the jeep parked beside him and asked.

The black marsh snake skin strapped to the roof is so conspicuous that no one notices the solar charging panels.

"It's too much noise." Qiao Chu shook his head.

Jiang Baimian originally wanted to say that this is an electric car, as long as the simulated sound wave is turned off, there will be almost no movement, but Qiao Chu, who is wearing the exoskeleton device, suddenly trotted up, and dropped a sentence:

"Follow!"

Jiang Baimian didn't say another word, and together with Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen, they ran towards the exit with their respective weapons in small steps.

At this time, there are more clouds in the high altitude, and only a few stars can be seen sparsely, while the moon occasionally reveals a little face and casts a faint glow.

Darkness is the main color of this ruined city.

In the extremely quiet and dead environment, Shang Jianyao and the others trotted through the main road and entered the opposite street without turning on the flashlights.

During this process, they always have the feeling that they are about to be swallowed by the dark night, and the abandoned cars and roadside trees around them are faint, like monsters hiding in the dark.

Faced with such a situation, the "Old Tune Team" naturally dispersed their formation according to the usual training, and pulled out a certain distance.

Among them, Jiang Baimian followed closely behind Qiao Chu, Long Yuehong was on the right, Bai Chen was on the left, and Shang Jianyao was at the end.

Their speed is always kept within a certain range, so that they will not ignore the observation and vigilance of the surrounding environment because of running.

While running, Shang Jianyao suddenly changed direction and rushed obliquely into an open room on the left side of the street.

Jiang Baimian and others reacted to the stress, rolled on the spot, and each found an abandoned car for fortification.

Qiao Chu also stopped, and turned to look at Shang Jianyao.

The "integrated early warning system" of the exoskeleton device told him that there was nothing abnormal around.

However, he still raised the silver rifle with a rather peculiar shape to guard against accidents.

He then used the "Comprehensive Early Warning System" to observe Shang Jianyao's destination.

Although it is currently a very dim night, Qiao Chu has auxiliary equipment and can easily see the situation on the left side of the street from a relatively long distance.

There, like other streets, the side-by-side, outward-facing rooms are almost all open, and the inside is either dilapidated or extremely old. The only thing in common is that there is no life in sight.

Some of their signboards fell to the ground and were broken into several pieces, some were mottled and faded, their handwriting was blurred, some of them were missing, and only part of them remained, and some were hanging down obliquely, not yet falling.

As for the room where Shang Jian Yao rushed into, the signboard was still hanging on the top, with the blue background and only two white characters left: