Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Jennifer rummages through a tattered closet.

This cabinet is made of pure wood, and some exquisite carvings can be vaguely seen on it.It rolled over between the roots of two big trees, with half of its body submerged in the soil.Ants and other insects have made their home in the bottom of the rotting cabinet, but there may be something useful on the upper level.She slowly pulled out the objects she could touch. Except for the dust and dirty debris, there was only a rotten wooden comb and a few small pieces of crock pots, which seemed to be some kind of decorations or toys. relics.

lucky day.

At least these things can help to a certain extent.

The last days have trained people to be able to use any available things. The surviving people no longer pay for wages, car rentals, material comforts and spiritual entertainment. They only think about one thing from waking up in the morning to going to sleep at night: survival .A few prowling beasts, two free-spirited vines, a rainstorm that lasts for days, hunger, cold, humidity, dehydration, infected wounds...anything can end a person's life.It was a very difficult time.Jennifer left for a few years, but now facing the familiar scene, all the past rolls back.

Like most people, Jennifer wasn't born in awe of nature.People have been taught to protect the environment since they were young, don’t litter, don’t poach wild animals, don’t wantonly cut down trees, they will feel sorry for the wildfires, feel depressed for the harm of small animals, and feel sorry for those nature that can win the Pulitzer Prize. Breaking footage feels restless.But awe, awe is a serious word, and it can only be felt by people who have faced the power of nature.For example, the survivors of tsunamis and hurricanes, and those fishermen who prayed to the god of the sea every night in ancient times.

Then there was a war, a large-scale, large-scale war.More and more terrifying weapons were manufactured.

At that time, people often discussed the future of the earth, discussed the possible consequences of climate anomalies and wars, and feared that the mother earth would eventually be destroyed by human hands.But the earth does not need human protection, just like when the asteroid hit the earth and destroyed the dinosaurs as the rulers, when the natural counterattack happened, only the rulers of this era, human beings, were hit hard.

In this catastrophe, most cities were sunk under the attack of plants.

Jennifer remembers how it all started.

Now that I think about it, the first signs were the flocks of birds flying to the cities.This is extremely unusual, since humans developed the cities, there would have been fewer and fewer animals active in the Iron Forest.But at that time starlings and sparrows were chirping in every street, Canada geese, mallards and herons were looking for their own territory in the park, and rock pigeons covered the sky in flocks, leaving some "gifts" for humans on the ground from time to time. ".Jennifer found two kestrels nesting on her windowsill one morning, and they soon became happy parents.The sky over the city has not only become a bird-watching resort, but even the law of the jungle that can only be seen on the Science and Education Channel is staged.Of course, experts believe this is the result of increased green space, stray cats and strict lighting controls.

While city dwellers are still learning how to live in harmony with their new neighbors, the second symptom occurs when plants start to grow wildly in a way they absolutely shouldn't.The vines planted on the balcony flowed down like a waterfall, climbed over the threshold, and covered the entire floor of the room; the street trees on the road stretched out their branches desperately, covering the street airtightly, and the thick root system on the ground caused the number of traffic accidents to increase. rose sharply; football fields and baseball fields were completely flooded by the growing grass.

At the same time, there is a blurring of the boundaries of animal activities.On the heels of the migrating birds, large numbers of amphibians and mammals flocked to the suburbs and even the cities.Mammals big and small run in the streets, and the crocodiles in the sewers were just a legend, but there were real crocodiles in the river bay at that time.Animals that were already thought to be on the brink of extinction appeared at the same time.Western gray whales have left Sakhalin Island and have been witnessed by sailing enthusiasts all over the world; Siberian tigers are frequently probing villages and the edges of cities; California condors are circling over the Grand Canyon of Colorado.

For a month or two, humans are having a carnival.Photographers took countless photos that could have won prizes in the past. Researchers wanted to rub their eyes out of their sockets. On the other side, poachers hid in dark corners drinking draft beer. Rich people with special hobbies Then remit huge sums of money and seek prey.

Until more and more people were injured or died due to abnormal animals and plants, and the area of ​​steel and concrete became smaller and smaller.Humans tried to solve the plant problem by cutting down and transplanting, but it didn't work.Any plants that have had their foliage removed will grow more lush and space-intensive the next day, and the space left by the removed plants will quickly be taken up by other plants.Not to mention animals.Jennifer still remembers the coyote pack under the office building. It took about three police cars and countless bullets to solve the problem.

And then came the day.

Jennifer stayed in the coffee shop that day to write paperwork.She drank coffee that tasted different from before. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the shop assistants struggling to carry a dozen pots of succulent plants that had turned into giants to the door. and earthquake news.

Just as she was writing a transition, there were screams outside the window.Jennifer had never heard more frightening sounds in her life. They didn't come from her throat, but from her soul.Then there were cries, and shouts, and lots and lots of shouts.She initially thought someone was terrorizing outside -- nothing new given the rate of gun ownership -- and it wasn't until she ducked behind the counter at the coffee shop as calmly and quickly as she could that guns weren't the problem .

A giant vine ripped through the concrete and tore the street in half.

In her unbelievable gaze, the second, third, and countless more appeared in the distance.They tore the city apart from the ground, clinging to its shell.High-rise buildings fell like building blocks pushed down by children, cars were easily crushed to pieces, and there were even subways that arched and broke from the middle.The area where the coffee shop is located is relatively empty. Jennifer hesitated for a long time between running outside and hiding here, and finally decided to stay in this space.If the city collapses, at least there is some food and water here, and she can wait for rescue here.

As it turns out, the food, water, and this dilapidated shelter do come in handy, and eventually even the knife used to cut bread is used to fend off the midnight beast.

But there was no rescue, and there never was.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Jennifer was startled, pulled away from her memories, and looked at Arthur who was walking here.

"Did you find anything?" he asked as he struggled over the roots with one hand and slipped from the roots one or two meters high.Noticing the rubber bands and splinters in her hand, he grinned, then waved the succulent waterweed he was holding in his other hand. "Trying to talk to those arowanas, but they turned into monsters, and figured out how to get rid of them all. Well, I guess I got something to eat."

what.

Immediately in Jennifer's mind was a picture of him squatting on the shore with Arowana and floating in the water, staring wide-eyed.She stood up and hammered her waist, picked a piece of suitable size from the fragments, looked at the branches and said, "You know, we didn't need to eat at first, but after you figured out the concept of food, we needed it. "

"Even if it killed Christ Jesus, it still can't deprive me of the joy of eating." Arthur said, "Besides, if we can't get out of this illusion, we have to go with food and clothing."

"Good point." Jennifer gave him a smirk.

They used cut branches to light a fire in a slightly open place (probably some original parking lot), and grilled some tasteless fish and some edible aquatic plants.A nearby tree bore fruit the size of a watermelon, but Jennifer knew it was poisonous.

When the sun was high, they started walking along the river towards the outside of the city.

Arthur Curry felt an uncanny peace.

He would not say that he has lived an ordinary life since he was a child. After all, not everyone can discover that he is the connection point of two races when he is young, and when he grows up, he finds that he can control marine life. Became the king of a legendary country.But a completely alien new world was extraordinary even for him.

This new world is dangerous, mysterious, but peaceful.in a spiritual way.

Telepaths have a way of influencing each other, most of the time they keep the consciousness of other psychics out of their own, but in partnership they become uncannily familiar.Arthur's psychic abilities are not primate, but he can still receive psychic signals pouring in from Jennifer.It reminded him somewhat of how he felt when he first dived into the bottom of the ocean and saw Atlantis.He wonders if this world is also another person's sort of home.

The answer is self-evident, judging by how smoothly they descended the tower, passed through the city, and are still on their way.

Jennifer didn't say much along the way.

They passed one intersection after another, and she pointed out the direction clearly every time, showing that she actually had a definite destination in mind.For the safety of each other, he didn't ask questions, but just followed closely.Monsters still appear one after another, but they are no longer as difficult to fight back as in the strange lakeside or desert. This is where Jennifer has lived for the longest time. She can use every prop hidden in the corner, sometimes It's a safe with weapons buried in the soil, sometimes it's a huge piranha, and sometimes it's a sudden crack in the ground.From trees they made weapons, shields, shelter and fire.

In the evening they walked to the edge of the city and rested in a tree.

For a moment, the situation changed suddenly.

With her arms folded, Jennifer watched the raindrops fall quickly beyond the protection of the thick foliage.Arthur was cleaning up the wound on his arm further back, he had to do it quickly, the golden battle suit scratched by the monster was slowly healing.When a few pea-sized raindrops fell from the cracks in the leaves, Neptune let out a hissing sound. "Terrible," he grumbled.It wasn't supposed to happen, and it wasn't that long ago that the sun was hanging over the canopy, which was a rare good day.

"It rains a lot here." Jennifer turned her head to see his expression, then shook her head and opposed the idea, "In this world, rain means another rapid growth of plants, and it rains for most of the year here , at least as far as I know." She paused, "I thought you liked wet places."

"It's not that I can't heal in water, it's just that part of me that's human makes my wounds hate soaking in water." Arthur's face crumpled, his seaweed-like hair wilted, "Besides, I think we need Eat."

"It's an apple tree."

"An apple tree 30 meters high?!"

"I thought you had accepted this fact a long time ago." Jennifer raised an eyebrow.Aquaman stood in front of an apple that was half the height of a person, "This thing won't fall and kill us, will it?" he said.Immediately, he realized what he had done, and immediately grabbed her upper arm nervously, his eyes fixed on the apple above his head.

"The apple trees here don't drop fruit, Arthur, and Spear of Destiny has been making monsters from the beginning until now, instead of taking environmental kills, I guess it's hard to change our minds about the common sense of the environment, such as when it rains It's going to be cold, or gravity, or something," Jennifer said with a laugh.

Arthur mumbled something.

When he started to study how to hold an apple that was half a person tall, Jennifer turned her eyes to the distance, mobilizing the will of the creatures hidden in the tower again to cover up her true thoughts.The move was tiring, but necessary, and she needed a second chance to better review her original plan.

The doomsday world is a real world she once lived in, which means that she can reproduce almost all the details of the entire world that have been deeply understood.If she knew what remaining settlements existed in this world, then there was a high probability that Spear of Destiny would guarantee that these settlements also existed in the illusion.The team she later joined came from one of the settlements.

They were on their way to another settlement, on a mission, when their group fell apart.In fact, they were almost at the door of their destination.It was not the beasts that killed all the team members, but the soldiers who rushed out from the settlement.It was said that they were under the threat of a plague, so they were ordered to stop any outsiders who might pose a threat.

This settlement was originally the capital of the country.

And there lies the scariest weapon of all the war years.

Jennifer made the memory of blood and pain and survival and war sink deeper in her heart.She carefully brushed the thought of the plan out of her mind and turned to look.Aquaman, who has super endurance, hardly feels tired. He is still moving on the branches, picking and picking apples and making fists, and seems to be entangled in how to eat these half-human tall fruits.Jennifer closed her eyes.

Nighttime is when nocturnal creatures come out, and big trees can deter some predators, which is good enough.

When sleep came, she dreamed that she was back in Wayne Manor, smelling of coffee and hyssop.

She dreamed that she was lying in a warm embrace.Stable, safe and protected.

She dreamed of bats rushing out of the ground, screaming—in a completely different way from the bats of the black mist, which was good and safe—rising, approaching the sky.She dreamed that she was flying upwards with the beating of wings in this embrace, and finally pierced through the darkness and flew into the light.She dreamed that she was flying so high that she could almost touch the sun overhead as the bat's wings blazed.

When Jennifer awoke from sleep, the sun was just beginning to rise slightly over the treetops in the distance, and the light dispelled the thick and heavy shadows, bringing a new dawn.She stretched herself and exercised her muscles on the tree.The world in the early morning is beautiful, at least it is beautiful after ignoring the occasional metal and architectural debris that haunts it.The strong color contrast of the white bell-shaped flowers and the green bushes makes the jackrabbit with its nose twitching behind it seem less of a novelty.

She took some time to eat breakfast, and then met Arthur, who had been studying the rabbit hole in the ground, and was ready to start today's long trek.

The capital was not far from the city where they landed, but it still took them almost ten days to get there under the harassment of monsters.

This largest and most heavily guarded settlement was established on the basis of a special zone, and there were more than [-] survivors living in it, most of whom were soldiers protecting the president before the end of the world.It is said to be established, but in fact it is just to open up an open space, and then deploy defensive forces and patrol lines.No human concrete building can be created after the natural counterattack, and people can only learn to design houses with primitive materials.

Jennifer and Arthur watched from the woods at the edge of the dirt road.

There were two sentries holding wooden bows standing on a high tree branch, three or four soldiers were talking behind the fortifications built by the trunk, and a group of soldiers was patrolling a little farther away from them.She squinted her eyes, but didn't bother to calculate how to pass quickly.How could a few soldiers survive the Spear of Destiny turning everyone they meet into monsters?

Arthur was also ready.

Aquaman's strength seemed to never run out, which reminded Jennifer of a few jokes about Thor that came out of Natasha's mouth.These metahumans had their own ways of attacking, and they were all more...creative than the Batman she was more familiar with.In short, the plan is to have no plan. As long as the enemies are dead and one's own side is still alive, it will be considered a complete victory.

When her companions rushed up, Jennifer made a face to herself, then drew the bow and arrow, squinted her eyes, and quickly sent the wooden arrow into the heart of the two black mist sentries.One of them writhed immediately and turned into dust, and its remnant formed a black thread and was absorbed by the other, saving the other's life. "That's new," she muttered.

As the sentry whistle blew, more soldiers of the black mist poured out of the settlement in rows, and at the same time, there were countless residents with weapons and some re-domesticated beasts.Arthur moved through the horde of monsters like a bulldozer, jabbing the wooden trident into the necks, chests, and stomachs of anyone who got in its way.How many fell?How many people are left?Jennifer's eyes shuttled back and forth among the enemies, her hands kept moving, and she felt her breathing became heavy.

The branch she was standing on was no longer safe.

Crowds swarmed and surrounded this poor poplar tree like a zombie siege. People with wooden knives and stone knives and axes hacked below. Some wooden arrows shot here from all directions, and the arrows were covered with burning black mist. .They are evil and scheming, each attempting to fulfill the tasks they were given when they were transformed.

But Jennifer managed to dodge these attacks.She ran fast on the branches, as fast as a cheetah, as vigorous as an antelope, jumping from one branch to another, and then swinging to the third.It must be now, before she is discovered by the Spear of Destiny, she must complete this plan, otherwise she will never be able to return to her current home.

Jennifer felt a sting at the thought of Wayne Manor, of Bruce.She doesn't regret her choice, and if she is given another [-] chances, she will still agree to Arthur's request, because power is the real cornerstone of this world-but the last thing she wants is to disappoint and hurt some people who love her.Especially those who are used to losing but not good at bearing it.

Arthur roared and pushed in the same direction. He was very strong, and his healing ability and armor also helped, allowing him to catch Jennifer who fell from the branch when necessary, and use his strong jumping force to bring her back to life. brought to the tree.He held onto Jennifer's shoulders tightly, and began to move quickly in the direction she designated. More and more black mist soldiers and fusion soldiers were chasing after him, and some even waited on the branches in front, doing everything possible to block their footsteps.

The black mist surged, and Jennifer could almost imagine how the Spear of Destiny was examining the old memories she handed to it frame by frame, hoping to find potential danger from them, and find what was waiting in the direction she was running.

It was found when they landed on the remains of a white building, digging through steel and concrete that hadn't been opened in years, tightly wrapped in roots and vines.

This is not allowed.Fighting beasts are not allowed to break through the cages set up in the Colosseum.In the angry and sharp noise, more than 2 people exploded into pieces, and the black mist surrounded them like a shroud, tightly surrounding them, calling, waiting, waiting for them to plunge in.More black mist receded like a tide, rushing toward dozens of directions impatiently.

cold.

When the black mist touched her skin, Jennifer only felt cold.The cold pierced her skin and penetrated her bones like torture, and for a few minutes she thought she must have lost a few fingers or toes because they were completely numb.This feeling quickly ascended, gradually invading the source of the pulsating blood.Jennifer was aware that she was shaking, she didn't know whether it was a denial of the tragic memory of the past or a fear of potential loss in the future, but she managed to support her body, on her toes, on her knees, and finally her elbow slamming on the ground.Her fingers dug deep marks in the dirt.cold.

"Arthur," Jennifer whispered.

Arthur Curry, lying quietly less than a meter away from her, his skin began to turn an ominous black. "Seven Hells." She cursed in a low voice.This is a terrible omen, without soul strengthening, Arthur can't escape from the erosion of the cursed black mist.And she herself can barely resist the whispers in the black mist, but she doesn't have a strong enough body to continue moving.

But she has to keep going.Jennifer knows this.She must keep going.

Because that red button is there.

The firm will and the soft hum of the data tower gave her a little strength that didn't exist, and she was able to take the last few steps to find the part that had been buried in the dirt for countless years from the passage that Arthur had torn open.It should have been kept in a room composed of several defense mechanisms, but now, this room no longer exists.

This is the final plan.

During the height of war, many countries began to study more dangerous weapons, and some countries put them into practice, including here.At the request of the radical rulers, they were designed to detonate all of them within 1 minute, and their nature determines that none of them will be deliberately destroyed in a natural counterattack-because that means death, really death.The Spear of Destiny can only rely on the power of monsters, but no monster can stop this weapon, nor can it stop the consequences that are about to happen.

Break through the black mist, tear up the illusion, and then it will bow its head.

Jennifer pressed the dirty red button amid the screams of the black mist.

Silence, first silence, then the vibrating earth, the white flying dust in the distance and the fallen trees in all directions.She watched the god of death rushing towards the sky with a long tail flame-a giant bird formed from black mist was desperately chasing it-and turned into a terrifying flash of light piercing the sky on the distant canopy.The red, still burning mushroom cloud is constantly rolling and upwards, and there is a ring-shaped air wave at the top of it. That is not the halo of an angel, but the gate of hell.

This light will be the last light seen by human civilization and even the whole nature.In the next few minutes, high-intensity rays will cause irreparable blows to all living things on the earth.

Three things happened at the same time:

Forty-two 42-megaton cobalt bombs exploded in the atmosphere.

The black mist that was chasing after him turned into sand that was blown away by the wind.

The entire illusion shattered from the middle.

The heart of nature has seized this opportunity, and it has infinitely extended the data tower to the entire consciousness space.In a second they flooded Jennifer's being, and the Spear of Destiny, which was still gleaming from the wound.Before the cursed black mist had time to recover, the galaxy blocked the connection between the two.Without the Spear of Destiny as its backing, the cursed black mist was quickly forced to the edge of the space, rolling under the stream of consciousness.Each flush was like scraping a layer of skin off of it, until the last bit of evil wailed away.

Jennifer took a sharp breath of cold air and woke up from the chaos dizzily.

The sea water is still pouring into her broken protective suit, the silver light is still repairing her damaged body, the blood mist is still sinking towards the seabed, Arthur Curry is still holding his Poseidon trident in both hands, keeping A posture of kneeling on one knee is struggling to block the impact, and even the golden halo emitted from the trident is still expanding in all directions.

But the Spear of Destiny lay quietly in her hand.