My city has become the last pure land in the global apocalypse

Ever since their family discovered this fragment, they have been burdened with the fate of carrying it.

If they want to pass it on to the next generation, their family's mission will end only when they die, unless they meet the person who really should own it and draw it out with their heart's blood.

He waited.

[He is right, this fragment is one of the fragments of the Mother Goddess’ origin that was broken and scattered in various time and space. Only the goddess who carries the end of time and goes back in time and the reincarnation of the world can lead it out]

Yun spoke calmly in her mind.

"what should I do?"

The old general shook his head. He didn't know the specific steps. Now his heart was no longer as hot as before and returned to normal.

He only knew that he needed the other party's hard work, but neither his father nor his grandfather knew how to do it.

"Then please, old general, please continue to guard it, and wait until I find a way to make a decision. For your safety, old general, please enter your identity as a resident of Kyushu. If you encounter any danger in the base, there will be patrol guards. The security guards arrived at the scene immediately.”

Since the fragment is on the old general's body, it is naturally safest to stay in the base. As for the old general's future plans, she has to wait until she finds a way to print out the fragment.

I can only go back and ask for advice.

The old general knew that this matter was important and said nothing more.

After returning later, he followed Meng Wu to apply for resident status. He was not too surprised when he saw the pattern mark appearing on the back of his hand.

That night.

With the high wall as the center, the scenery inside and outside is different, as if they are two completely different worlds.

Inside the high wall, the four seasons are distinct, the sun and the moon are clear, and the greenery is lush. It is a prosperous city with bustling traffic.

Here, the years are quiet, the scenery is picturesque, and everyone is working hard for their own lives.

The streets of the city are spacious and clean, with high-rise buildings standing among them, outlining a modern urban picture. The sun shines on the green leaves, and the breeze blows people's faces, bringing infinite vitality and hope.

However, outside the high wall is a land filled with yellow sand and ruined buildings. There are no four seasons here, just endless heat and cold.

The strong wind carried the yellow sand and eroded the once prosperous land.

The ruins are covered with traces of history, seeming to tell of the glory and silence of the past.

Here, time seems to have stood still, with only dilapidation and desolation filling the air.

The faces of the survivors in the distance were full of exhaustion and helplessness. They were lingering in the ruins, looking for hope of survival. Their lives have been buried in the sand, and their lives have lost their luster.

The scenery inside and outside the high wall is very different, forming a sharp contrast. On one side is a green, prosperous city, on the other side are ruins filled with yellow sand and broken walls. This high wall is not only a physical barrier, but also a social dividing line, separating two completely different worlds. Under this high wall, people's fate and hopes have become completely different.

About 10 kilometers away from the high wall, dark gray trucks were slowly approaching.

"Oh my god...what is this..."

The man sitting at the front of the car was holding a cigarette. Wearing black sunglasses, he raised his head with a look of shock.

The towering wall seems to separate heaven and earth.

He stared stupidly.

Bai Jing on the side raised his head and showed a playful smile.

"found it."

"Camp where you are."

The truck was parked on the side of the road, and the road was mottled. It could only be roughly seen that this was once a broad avenue.

There are ruins on both sides, and the exposed steel bars are already rusty.

Soon they were well-trained and set up tents on the roadside.

Solar panels are neatly laid out on the roof of the truck.

Large, black, heavy-duty machinery was transported one after another.

"That's the Kyushu base. I can't imagine how this high wall was built."

"Is it okay to have high-level earth-type superpowers and power-type superpowers?"

"How is it possible? For such a huge project, no matter how many high-level superpowers we need, we will lose a few pieces of meat even if we don't die."

"It's incredible. I can only say that they have some unknown technology."

"What's the world like inside the high wall?" the man murmured to himself.

The teammates on the side sneered: "Who knows, maybe the survivors will be raised like pigs."

"Hahaha~"

There was laughter and laughter all around.

Bai Jing stepped on the sand and put one foot on the broken wall, holding a high-power military telescope in his right hand.

The high walls in sight reflected cold light.

Just by looking at the luster, you knew it couldn't be an ordinary mixture of mud and sand.

If it is some kind of metallic substance...

Tsk, what a big deal.

No wonder they dare to rob people at the Kavir base.

In Bai Jing's eyes, no matter what the reason is.

Taking more than 100,000 people away from Kavir, or even more than 100,000 people, was a naked slap in the face of all major families and forces.

end.

Survivors are an extremely precious resource.

What's more.

The maturity of their technology requires a large number of survivors to serve as guinea pigs.

"Eat it." His adjutant handed him a package of defrosted beef.

Bai Jing took it and tore open the packaging bag. The smell of beef hit his face, making his hands slightly cold.

He tore into chunks of meat with big mouthfuls.

The taste is average.

Dry and hard.

They are already used to it.

Under the scorching sunlight, the surrounding scenery became blurred and distorted.

They only took short breaks every day these days, and spent the rest of the time on the road. There was no trace of life along the way, not even a single survivor.

At this time, sweat was pouring out, soaking their thick clothes, their throats were so dry that they were smoking, and they all took gulps of ice water.

They spread out in twos and threes and sat on the ruined building, taking out their own dinners and biting them silently.

The food is not delicious, it can even be said to be difficult to swallow, but they are used to it.

During these 24 long hours, the sun remained high in the sky with no sign of setting. Here, time has stood still, and they can't tell whether it is morning or dusk.

"Hey, I don't know if I will go back to the base after this mission. I haven't eaten fresh vegetables for a long time." The man threw the spoon back into the can, making a crisp collision sound. He smelled the fishy smell of the can and said weakly.

"Who doesn't? They eat dry whole grains every day, and that canned soup with a very fishy soup. Tsk, can't those people at the base make military canned food more delicious?"

The teammates on the side sighed in agreement.

"Eat quickly. Be on alert after eating. After the machinery is started, we will set off in pairs."

"All members on foot."

The adjutant came over with sharp eyes.

"Yes! Got it!"

They quickly put the cans they were holding on the ground and stood up to salute.