After the humble spare tire set the car overturned

Countless civilizations have been conceived, developed, prospered, and finally flourished and declined... They all have a day of decline.

Civilizations that are too few and too few can prosper forever and never stop. If there is one, perhaps the civilization where the main god is located is barely half of it.

They are the products left by the extremely prosperous technological civilization, and their civilization has almost reached the level of god-level civilization. At its peak, their rule may spread over most of the parallel worlds.Their social structure and production are beyond the imagination of ordinary intelligent creatures, but despite such existence, they are still destroyed.

Only the main gods and systems remained, and they were entrusted by their former masters with the task of maintaining the stability of each world, becoming the only, no, half, god-level civilization that still exists.

But they were also restricted by their former owners.Their bodies are high-dimensional, but their thinking is actually between three-dimensional and four-dimensional.They were not like this in the past, but were specially restricted to be like this by the former owner.This kind of thinking restricts the development of the system, but at the same time maintains the stability of their civilization structure, perhaps this is the result their former master wanted.

Their civilization is lucky to be this marginal, but not every civilization is like that.Except for their civilization, almost all other civilizations either died in the gestation stage, or fell into a deadlock in the development stage, or flourished and declined at the peak...In the end, they all went to decline.

The land that was once extremely prosperous has been turned into ruins, and there is nothing on it, or there are people lingering on it, but no matter whether there are people or not, this plane is actually dead.

From a certain level, systems such as the main god do not have much emotion, and in some respects, they can be said to be cold.

Maintaining the operation of multiple parallel worlds requires a huge amount of energy. Since it is no longer possible and necessary to restore these abandoned worlds, it is better to use waste.

So they extracted the cores of these worlds to maintain the operation of other worlds.

And these worlds that lost their cores were directly placed by them in a remote space-time position like throwing waste.There, they do not interfere with other worlds.

As a result, all the worlds that have died are merged.

A huge ruined continent formed, larger than all known parallel worlds, because it was made of thousands of worlds.In those worlds, there are extremely prosperous technological civilizations, magnificent and grand magical civilizations, mythical civilizations with epics and songs, and immortal civilizations that burn mountains and seas...

In the end they all fell into ruins and merged into the continent.

In twos and threes in twos and threes on the mainland, there are some surviving people. Countless years have passed, and these people from different worlds have gradually merged into one.

No one remembers where they came from before, this continent...or what happened to the world where they were born—in fact, there are very few written records left over from civilizations that have declined.

They only know that they share a common identity with the people living on this continent: Remainers.

They are the remnants of the vast land they call "the wasteland".

It is a person who has no past and no future, and every cycle of the sun and the moon, and the intersection of summer and winter are only for numbness.

These declining worlds are inherently barren, not to mention that the core of the world has been removed by the system, so they have no possibility of development.

The remnants can only turn themselves into skin-covered walking corpses, numbly seeking to survive among the ruins and deserts.

1000 years, 1 years... This huge piece of land has not changed except that it has become more and more barren.

Until I don't know how long passed, and when I don't know when, six cities appeared on this land.

Their names are respectively named after the "seven deadly sins" in the biblical mythology, and it can be inferred that they should be seven cities.

It is said that a long time ago, a survivor found a broken map, which recorded the location of Mamen City. He followed the map and found the ruins of Mammon City. He even inherited the ruins of Mamen City. the power of mammon.

He was overjoyed.And he knew from that map that there should be seven such cities, so he hurriedly embarked on the road to find other cities.

But he is not a smart person. Before he got such an adventure, he was just one of the bottom people among the survivors. Such a person is destined not to be smart enough.He couldn't keep the secret, and the news was soon known by others.

Once the news spread, everyone went crazy.For thousands of years, even if it is as barren as "barren", many forces have developed on top of it. After all, as long as there are people, there will be superiors and inferiors, rulers and ruled.These forces went to find the other six cities one after another.

After a brutal and lengthy competition, seven cities were added to the mainland.The city lords have extraordinary power. They call themselves the "Remaining Gods", and with their own strength, they built seven huge cities, which became the Garden of Eden that all the Remnants yearn for.

The city of Asmodeus, which only represented desire, seemed to be attacked by countless strange beasts one day, and turned into ruins in one day.

As a result, there are only six cities left on the barren land.

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The first time Nie met the man was an ordinary day when he was 12 years old.

He was hunting black stone beasts, which were the most common strange beasts in the wilderness. Most of their bodies were petrified, so as to ensure their survival in the wilderness with extremely poor resources.

Originally, the survivors kept a respectful distance from the Black Stone Beast.Because of their huge size, the average length of adult black stone beasts can reach more than three meters, but most of the time they are docile, as long as they don't actively provoke them, they will not take the initiative to attack.

But someone suddenly discovered that the heart of the Black Stone Beast—maybe it’s not a heart at all, it doesn’t have the shape of a heart at all, maybe it can only be regarded as the driving core of the Black Stone Beast—it’s actually edible!

So the Black Stone Beast was targeted by the survivors.

In such an extremely harsh environment as Huang, the survivors had to undergo some changes in order to adapt to the illusion.Although most of the remnants are small in stature, they are very strong, so they survived on this continent where plants and animals were not mild.Correspondingly, is the lifespan of the survivors, whose average lifespan is only 50 years.

Although they are strong, hunting and killing a black stone beast requires at least two adult men.

But no need for Nie, he is only 12 years old, and he can hunt and kill the Black Stone Beast by himself—although it is not easy.

But he had no other choice.

On this day, he killed a black stone beast with great effort, and in the middle of the hunt, his arm was accidentally swept by the tail of the black stone beast, revealing deep scars.

His left hand hangs unnaturally, but he seems to be used to such scars.Using the other intact hand and feet, pushing and kicking, turned the Black Stone Beast completely.Then use the bone knife to pierce the heart of the Black Stone Beast.

It's just that before he took out his rations for two or three days, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Hey!"

When hearing this voice, Nie's first reaction was to be vigilant.

After he had exhausted all his energy hunting the Black Stone Beast, any human beings who appeared might become his enemies and rob him of food.

And his injury won't heal within three days, that is to say, he won't be able to hunt another Black Stone Beast in the next three days.

Then his life is in danger when he is injured and has no food.

Therefore, at this time, he is most vigilant about the appearance of humans.

And his second reaction was a little strange and surprised.

Because this voice is very pleasant, he has never heard such a beautiful voice.

The voices of the survivors are mostly poor, and even if there are some who are born with good voices occasionally, they can't compare to this person's one-ten-thousandth.

Nie has no education, he doesn't know how to describe this sound, it is like the Cong Cong Liquan that exists in his imagination, and it is like wine - he doesn't know what wine is, but he heard that the nobles in the six cities love this kind of wine most. Something called wine, it was intoxicating, like the voice.

Living alone in the wilderness for many years gave Nie a very keen five senses, and he quickly locked the source of the sound, which was behind a huge rock.

Except for the six cities, most of the barren land is barren and hard land with scattered stones of various sizes.

"Come out." Nie's voice was also dry and hoarse.

Sure enough, a person walked out from behind the stone.

He looked a lot taller than the 12-year-old Nie, and he was relatively tall among the adult men Nie had seen. He was also very thin, but he was not as skinny as those survivors who were starving. Slender and well-proportioned.It is difficult for Nie to describe this wonderful feeling. This is the first time he feels "beauty" in this barren and barren world, although he does not have this concept at this time.

The man was dressed in a jet-black robe, with the same black hood covering his face.This robe is very worn out, with some small openings on it, the hem and cuffs are also uneven, and even thread ends are pulled out in some places.This is normal among the survivors. As long as they can have a piece of clothing to hide their bodies, they can be regarded as survivors who are doing well.

But what is abnormal is that although this robe is very worn out, you can still vaguely see its complicated workmanship. The cuffs are embroidered with silver and red threads in some flower shapes that Nie has never seen before. It is still silky.

The whole body of the visitor was tightly wrapped in a black robe, except for the fingertips that were inadvertently exposed from the sleeves when walking towards him - they were so white that they were almost dazzling.

It was the first time Nie saw such a person, and he knew that such a person was by no means an ordinary survivor, perhaps a nobleman who had escaped from a certain city.

Are nobles so... pretty?

"Looking good", for the first time since he was born 12 years ago, he has a vague feeling about this concept.

Even his walking posture is good-looking, not the kind of gaudy good-looking that survivor women show when they beg for the protection of powerful men, but with an indescribable taste.

He walked up to Nie, lowered his head, and reached out to take off his hood.

The hood naturally fell to his shoulders, above the desert, the always dazzling sunlight instantly illuminated his face.

For a moment, Nie's breathing stopped slightly.

When a 12-year-old boy didn't even have the concept of beauty and ugliness, he suddenly saw the ultimate beauty.

His appearance is nothing special to say the least.Nie heard that the nobles in the Six Cities are proud of their light pupils and hair, but the hair and eyes of this man in front of him are all jet-black.His hair was as long as a crow's feathers, and each strand was shining with a black luster in the sun.

He has eyes that Nie has never seen before. They are very big, with black pupils and slanted eyes, as if there are shining stars sleeping in them.

His lips are very red, most of the survivors' lips are pale, but his lips are extremely gorgeous red, as if all the colors are gathered in this softest place.

"Hello." He rolled his eyes and smiled at Nie.

Nie's thoughts were interrupted by this sentence, he pursed his lips, still vigilant: "What are you doing here?"

"I want...to get some food?" The man blinked.

"..."

Nie was silent for a while, then said, "Get lost."

He has such a good attitude.On the barren land, every morsel of food needs to be fought with their lives. Except for their own children and partners, if other people show a tendency to encroach on their food, it is almost a deadly enemy.Even if it is a child, after reaching the age of ten, it is necessary to live alone.

If it were someone else, even if Nie was injured, he would have to compete with others for life and death. This is the survival rule of the survivors.

He just said "scroll" to mean expulsion, which can be regarded as extremely gentle.

The man didn't appreciate it at all. He lowered his head, pulled the corner of the boy's clothes almost like a rogue, and dragged out the voice that Nie thought was like spring and wine: "Don't, don't."

"I'm really hungry, I haven't eaten for two days."