The absolute gem of a certain comic series

A samurai ran over in a panic, while the people in the carriage had expressionless faces and empty eyes. They began to judge things indifferently, and life and death depended on God's will.

"Kurusu-sama, something is wrong again. There is a strange sight in front of you."

Kurusu suppressed his sorrow in his heart, sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then opened his mouth: "What kind of behavior is it to be in a panic? Where is the samurai spirit?" Let the samurai take a breath first, "Come on, slowly explain... "

The warrior breathed calmly, kept gesticulating with his hands and feet, and added verbal descriptions, finally roughly explaining the cause of the matter.

Phew~ I wiped a handful of sweat from my forehead and looked at Lord Kurusu's reaction from the corner of my eye. I saw that his expression had softened a lot, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's go and have a look." Kurusu walked towards the place he described.

"Yes!" The warrior followed in agony, his stomach growling non-stop.

After getting out of the car with Kurusu-sama, they spread out.

Kurusu ignored the samurai and walked straight to the new railway track. Many people were already watching, and some people also got off the train out of curiosity, curious about the wilderness.

It doesn't matter anymore, the food is about to be consumed, and life is coming to an end anyway, so why not enjoy the atmosphere of freedom.

Kurusu did not stop their actions. He slightly raised his head and looked at the blue sky, which was as clear as a mirror.

Yes, I don’t know how long I can hold on. While I still have some time, let’s take a look at the world.

"Kurusu, do you choose to move on?" Yuna asked after seeing Kurusu coming.

Ikoma asked: "Miss Yuna, are you serious?"

Those battles about ten years ago are still fresh in my memory. Whether it was Wu Ming's brother or those people who joined forces, they were too ugly.

You glanced at him with calm eyes, and carefully touched the brand new rails with your hands.

There was a slippery feeling on my fingertips, and then I tapped it lightly with my fingers. The rails made a dull sound. They were very thick inside and could easily bear the weight of the modified Iron Castle.

Yuna began to analyze.

"Ikoma, we have known each other for so many years. Please think about it when something happens. Will the person who can build the railway track to this point be an ordinary person?"

"Let's not talk about his character, but if it can ensure that everyone can live a worry-free life, it is enough. No matter what the conditions are."

"It can't be bad enough to kill us all, so what's the point of building railway tracks? There is a certain chance that it will guide the survivors to new hope and direction, and at the same time it will prove to be absorbing the population..."

Yuna raised her head, and the morning light shone on her resolute face, illuminating the straight railway track at the same time. It seemed that there was a silvery white light shining, which was the road leading to the unknown distance. After turning, it disappeared at the end of the corner...

Kurusu paused. After hearing these words, he thought for a moment and realized that Miss Yuna's analysis made sense.

Although it's a bit vague, one thing is right. It was definitely built by someone, and it couldn't be an unconscious crazy corpse.

Ikoma suddenly took a breath of cold air, immediately put his hands on his waist, and turned his head, "Wu Ming, what are you doing?"

"Hmph, you idiot, your idiot nature has not changed. You have spent ten years in vain. Let's go quickly. Don't delay any more. There is a piece of green grass here to buffer you, but there is a lot of danger in the dense woods a little further away. Danger."

Chang Pu walked up to Lai Qi and whispered: "I'll listen to you..."

Kurusu was in the expectant gaze of everyone, and an invisible burden instantly pressed down on his not-so-large shoulders.

It's like a huge stone weighing on my heart and I can't breathe. Everyone's fate is in my hands. I must be cautious and cautious.

Looking around, most of the people in Xiajia Tiecheng are already looking sallow, thin and hungry, which can be clearly seen in their expressions and weak movements.

At a certain moment, I made a major decision and nodded solemnly, "Keep going!"

The samurai began to greet the crowd to return to the Iron Castle and continue to set off. By the way, he revealed some news. According to the adults, it was possible to encounter other inns.

The empty eyes of the crowd fluctuated slightly and became a little bright.

Woo woo woo—

White steam spurted out, and the Iron Fortress slowly drove onto the new railway track and continued to move into the distance.

It was another very long arc turn. Jiatiecheng had to suppress his speed, but he was also worried about crazy corpses rushing out of the nearby woods.

The Iron Fortress has long been covered with scars, and even after reconstruction, the traces of vicissitudes of life cannot be concealed. It turns out that the lifespan of the steel behemoth will one day come to an end.

The sun rose above the horizon and hung high in the sky. The sun was shining brightly. Jiatiecheng opened its windows and doors and let in the pleasant warm breeze.

Suddenly, white flowers bloomed in front of me, the blurry scene began to clear, and new horizons came into view.

Looking into the distance, you can see the blue sky, white clouds floating leisurely, and the buds of rice in the fields swaying in the wind, which is the hope of new life.

Many railroad tracks are juxtaposed and intricate, leading to unknown places.

There are unknown flat road sections on both sides, with many colored lines drawn on the road sections. There are many poles with unknown functions standing on both sides of the road. Some poles are connected with thin lines and are connected to each other.

The road surface is neat and flat, and at a cursory glance, it feels weird.

But Jiatiecheng drove steadily and at high speed on the rails without feeling any bumps.

After a while, I realized it was quite beautiful.

hum~

A strange and huge train was coming from the opposite direction. It was moving at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, it had already passed by each other. It quickly drove towards the rear, entered other forks, and disappeared into the woods.

"Wu Ming, look, what is that? It's rice!!" Ikoma suddenly appeared on the platform, pointing and shouting excitedly at the new shoots in the field.

Wuming stood side by side with him, muttering to himself: "Yeah... I really can't believe it..."

There is a vague pass in the distance of Iron City, getting closer and closer.

drop!drop!

The loud sound of trumpets woke everyone up.

A heavy truck ran freely on the road from behind the Iron Fortress, maintaining a certain speed, quickly approaching the Iron Fortress, and slowly overtaking it.

In the cargo box towed at the rear of the car are neatly arranged baskets of seasonal fruits, whose bright luster is mouth-watering.

The black round gulu below moved quickly, as if spinning backwards, and I stared at it for a while and was dazzled...

The driver of the large truck opened his window, the strong wind blew on his face, his body swayed, and the music floated in the wind, which was exciting and exciting.

Move every time, hit every time~

The driver is immersed in his own music world, and his dual-tasking is the limit. While enjoying the music, he pays attention to road emergencies.

The people on the Iron Fortress shouted, but he didn't hear them. He slowly overtook them and turned around an intersection, heading towards another fork in the clean road.

Ikoma complained: "What's going on?! Didn't he hear me? And that weird thing too, running so fast?!"

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Uh-huh~

The low-pitched engine roared, like a beast roaring. A bulletproof armored vehicle came quickly and kept pace with them. The driver quickly took out a loudspeaker from under the seat and shouted.