Goldfinger turned me over to the state

The closer you get to that fortress, the more you can feel the despair under the doomsday.

The barren ground was lifeless, soaked in fresh blood, filled with an indescribable atmosphere, like gunpowder smoke that could not be dispersed.

There are scratches and impacts left by unknown creatures on the city walls. The frightening fortress in the distance can only be seen when it is struggling to survive.

There are traces of repairs everywhere on the city wall, and large areas of construction traces are like wounds. In front of it, gold and iron horses roar.

This is indeed a fortress, Ji Ting looked up at the dark gun muzzles and thought: a fortress on the battlefield.

As a result, those dense defensive facilities and the tortoise shells covering the sky became reasonable. With the attack power of mutant creatures, even if the human defense was perfect, it was nothing more than what it is now.

But even so, it's still not safe.

How could a perverted monster with so much defensive power leave these traces on the city wall with this kind of firepower?

Ji Ting distinguishes the traces on the city wall, scratches, impacts, fires... It's like mutant creatures take turns checking in here.

He stopped, the fort was close at hand.

But Ji Ting did not find any suspected city gates, and the whole fortress was integrated without any gaps.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long, and the sound of the mechanical rotation sounded.

The area of ​​the city wall facing Ji Ting slowly flipped over, revealing a screen. First, there was a white snowflake on the screen, and it took a few minutes to reveal a clear image. The strange faces who were examining Ji Ting occupied the entire screen.

The picture is limited to the face of the other party, and the environment that the other party is in can't be seen, and no effective information can be obtained from this picture, so as to understand the situation inside the city that is tightly covered.

The vigilance is too strong, Ji Ting muttered in his heart, and met those eyes.

Indifference, sharpness, madness, depression, despair... Complicated emotions piled up to the point of collapse, maintaining a precarious sanity.

Ji Ting was suddenly not sure about their initial judgment—is this really Liu Daming's base?

Although the setting is a post-apocalyptic wasteland, the hero of Shuangwenliu comes with a golden finger blessing, so he won't go crazy, right?

Moreover, the protagonist of the novel has extremely strong golden fingers, and has his own arsenal and daily necessities production line. As long as the resources are sufficient, one person can arm an entire army and provide good living conditions.

There is no possibility of insufficient resources. In the novel setting, the resources needed for the base to produce other materials include the corpses of mutant creatures in addition to the most common abandoned building materials on the wasteland.

Because the mutant biological corpse has more energy, the production value it provides to the base is several times higher than that of ordinary materials.

According to Ji Ting's original idea, this is the cool point throughout the novel. The protagonist produces/strengthens weapons and equipment by killing mutant creatures, and because of the strengthening of weapons and equipment, it is easier to kill mutant creatures—a virtuous cycle, directly Send the protagonist to the pinnacle of life.

But before the protagonist reached the pinnacle of life, Ji Ting broke up...

Ji Ting looked at the other party, and the other party was also looking at Ji Ting, for a while, no one spoke.

Ji Ting tidied up his complicated thoughts. With the mental state of the other party, he didn't expect the other party to be friendly enough to invite him in to visit the city, so he went straight to the point: "Excuse me, do you know Liu Daming?"

The black pupils rolled, and the other party repeated the name in a flat tone: "Liu Daming?"

"I seem to have heard of it." The other party stared at Ji Ting intently: "You came here to find someone? Who is he to you?"

Ji Ting also stared at him intently, trying to discern the subtle emotional fluctuations of the other party - to no avail.

Although he has psychological counseling in his part-time job, it's okay to fool ordinary people's groaning without illness. If he can really make a sentiment analysis chart, it should be called superpowers.

So Ji Ting chose to follow his instinct.

"Your changes are a bit surprising. I understand your vigilance and distrust. After all, the current situation is too unbelievable..."

Before he finished his foreshadowing, the other party's reaction was somewhat beyond Ji Ting's expectations.

He first sized Ji Ting inch by inch, and then gradually showed some doubts and shock, and muttered to himself: "Is it you?"

Ji Ting looked back subconsciously, the barren and dead wasteland was extremely empty, and no suspicious creatures appeared.

He relieved himself, turned his head, and then continued: "But we are here to help...huh?"

When did this door appear?

An entrance appeared under the seamless city wall, and the material that made up the city wall rotated and contracted, opening an unimpeded road in the thick city wall.

Seeing that Ji Ting didn't move, the other party urged him: "It's not safe outside, come in and tell me."

To be honest, Ji Ting feels that in the current situation, it may not be safe inside...

But it's all here, even if Ji Ting wants to turn around and leave, he has to ask those fortresses whether they agree.

He hesitated for a few seconds before walking into the closed city.

He was ready to deal with all unimaginable scenes inside the city, but the other party didn't give him this chance.

He didn't see the inside of the city. After passing through the thick city wall along the entrance, what appeared in front of him was a narrow room.

The furnishings in the room were unremarkable, and Ji Ting's gaze swept across and landed on another person.

It was the "suspected" communicator of Liu Daming.

He was sitting in a chair, distracted.

Ji Ting cast his gaze, and then he came to his senses, motioned to the opposite chair, and pushed a cup in front of Ji Ting: "Sit down, drink some water, let me take a while."

After Ji Ting sat down, he glanced at the boiled water in the ceramic cup, and cautiously did not move.

There was the sound of machinery turning behind him, and Ji Ting turned his head to look at it. The passage he came in was resealed, and the parts were connected one by one, and the shape changed, and it became a seamless appearance without any gaps.

Ji Ting, who witnessed this scene, quickly looked around the room, but couldn't find the "door".

To be precise, the "doors" here are everywhere.

The internal structure of the city is different from the conventional cognition. It is a wonderful mechanical creation, a real fortress.

"It's really unbelievable," the other party spoke again after a moment of silence, with a little more shock in his tone: "You absolutely don't know what I've been through."

Then I really don't know, Ji Ting caressed the ceramic cup without any trouble.

Fortunately, the other party's desire to confide is extremely strong at this moment, which is in stark contrast to the previous over-vigilance and distrust.

"I never thought that I could come back." He suddenly sat up straight, staring at Ji Ting with piercing eyes: "I have traveled through time!"

Ji Ting hesitated for two seconds: "Ah?"

"I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's true!"

His emotions became intense, and he continued to talk: "The place I traveled through is the fucking doomsday, there is nothing you want, there are monsters everywhere, you don't know how I survived!"

Ji Ting lowered his head and drank plain water to cover up his expression—of course he knew, Liu Daming relied on the base to eat hot and spicy food in the wasteland, took in a lot of younger brothers, and directly raised the standard of survival in the wasteland by a large amount. cut.

Before he broke off, Liu Daming punched mutated creatures and kicked the gathering place of survivors. He gathered a group of survivors. He had already become a rising star in the wasteland, and he was just short of stepping out of the twelve districts to dominate the world.

"It was okay at the beginning, but mainly later..."

Ji Ting pricked up his ears, and his most concerned point came.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, anyway, I have worn it back, and those things are over."

Liu Daming let off steam, calmed down, picked up his social skills again, and greeted Ji Ting: "It's you, how have you been these years? How long have I been missing?"

Ji Ting restrained his almost out-of-control expression: "You have also seen the situation outside, there are still some small problems that need to be resolved, and the matter is not completely over yet."

Liu Daming frowned, and calmed down from the joy of reuniting with his relatives: "You are right, those mutant creatures are endless!"

He had a stern expression: "The things I experienced are too long in detail. Anyway, I stabbed the nest of mutant creatures, and then they went crazy..."

Ji Ting was surprised: "Mutated creatures also have their own lair?" Why didn't I know?

"Of course, where do you think these monsters come from?" Liu Daming sneered, "There must be a source, right?"

Ji Ting recalled the setting in his pen: "Isn't it the reason that the radiation brought about by nuclear wars causes large-scale biological mutations, which sounds scientific?"

"This was indeed the case at first, but after generations of evolution, these monsters turned the source of mutation into their lair, threw small monsters into it and turned them into big monsters, trying to create more powerful offspring."

This is obviously not something worth remembering, and Liu Daming's emotions began to turn out of control again, but when he saw Ji Ting, his tense expression eased a little: "It's not an interesting story, you know those monsters are now Just go crazy."

Ji Ting's slow organization language: "How much do you know about the situation outside?"

Liu Daming laughed: "That's quite a lot. I have a lot of younger brothers that I can use now. When the time comes, I'll show you who you are..."

Ji Ting breathed a sigh of relief—there were other living people, at least proving that the situation in this city was not the worst they had imagined.

In the middle of Liu Daming's words, he suddenly stopped, lowered his head and pressed the "watch" a few times, and a transparent screen suddenly unfolded in midair.

Ji Ting sat opposite him, unable to see the image on the screen, only heard a strange voice coming from the screen: "Boss, that guy has a problem."

When the other party spoke surprisingly, Ji Ting was looking at Liu Daming's "watch". It looked no different from an ordinary smart watch, so Ji Ting ignored its existence at first.

But think about it carefully, after all, it is a doomsday wasteland with a strong sci-fi color, and it is normal for smart watches to have some more advanced functions.

Ji Ting was distracted and aboveboard, as if he hadn't heard the accusation from the strange voice at all.

Liu Daming glanced at him, and said to the human on the other side of the communication with a straight face: "Shuanzi, this is my brother."

The scene was quiet for a few seconds. The person who was most puzzled about the relationship between this character was not Shuan Zi, but Ji Ting himself.

It seems that there is a problem, no, it should be said that everything is wrong!

Shuan Zi also thought so, he was so surprised that he blurted out: "Brother?"

Liu Daming was even more surprised: "Of course, otherwise why would I recognize a goddamn brother?"

Ji Ting, who seemed like an outsider, silently picked up the ceramic cup and began to drink water tactically.

Shuanzi was silent for a few more minutes, and said uncertainly, "Boss, but it seems that your real brother's surname is not Li..."

Hearing this, Ji Ting began to realize the gold content of Liu Daming's previous sentence "he knows a lot about the outside world". They think more.

Liu Daming was a little impatient: "I don't know what my brother's name is? What do you want to say?"

Probably because Liu Daming was too sure, Shuanzi's words were full of strong uncertainties: "He is sent by the state."