mayfly era

The two of them crossed the gap, and they were already close to the entrance of the building complex. There was a signboard at the entrance. Because the power had been cut off, the name of the place that should have been there was unknown.

"Let the typhoon find a way to connect the electricity." Chen Li put on the recording glasses, and some data information appeared in the window immediately, but it was closed by Chen Li in the next second, which somewhat affected the sight.

"That's why you're making things difficult for him," said Smoking Gun.

When they got closer, they discovered that those abstract sculptures were actually dead landscape trees—in this era, sculptures are much more common than landscape trees.

"Cough, what if, I said what if the 'thing' hasn't left yet?" Smoker said.

"Run, otherwise." Chen Li said in a "natural" tone.

"Aren't your nerves thicker than bridge pillars?"

"It's unrealistic, and I can't put it down."

This conversation somewhat diluted the weird atmosphere, and the two walked into the dilapidated courtyard.

It can be seen that before it was abandoned, it was repaired to a high level and exquisitely, and even a fountain was built. On the fountain are statues of a pair of naked men and women. The meaning of half □□ seems pure and holy.

"Old Yan, is this also a character in your creation story?" Chen Li searched for information in the recording glasses, but couldn't find the exact correspondence.

Smoker touched his chin, "I don't think I've seen this scene before."

Chen Li bent down and found the sluice gate of the fountain. He didn't care about the dirt. After twisting it twice, there was a sound of dredging. It was obviously connected to the water system under the bridge. It is normal that the water cannot be pumped at this time.He found the motor switch again, which had also failed.

"The trees here," Smoker paused, "should not be as simple as withering."

Chen Yue looked up, and on the tree closest to him, he saw a large number of scars hidden in the texture of the trunk, as if it had been scratched dozens of times by sharp objects.His meager botanical knowledge made it impossible for him to identify what kind of tree it was, but it was not the common landscape tree.

"It used to be a paradise," Smoker squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, "then a tragedy happened."

"Let's go deeper." Chen Li said.

"Cy, it's impossible to restart the power supply system, don't make it difficult for others."

Typhoid's voice suddenly sounded in his built-in earphones—at the moment the recording glasses were activated, it was transmitted back to the main brain in real time, and Typhoid also had the authority to connect to the communication at any time.

"Got it." Chen Li said.

The two bypassed the fountain and walked towards the main hall.The buildings here are uniformly coated with a kind of coating. Even though they are covered with several layers of dust, they still reflect some fine metal light.

"Typhoid fever, what kind of painting is this?" Chen Li asked.

The typhoid side was silent for a while, "You need to get closer to me to extract the refraction and specific color."

Unlike the damaged bridge deck, the building complex is intact as a whole. There is a thick layer of dust on the ground, and floating dust will immediately rise up when stepping on it, making the air that is not very fresh even more polluted.

The door of the main hall is tightly closed, and the door is locked by a cipher machine, so even if the power is cut off, the bolt is still locked.Chen Li stretched out his hand to hold the lock and shook it hard, the metal bolt snapped off in response, and the bong was dumbfounded.

"You, all of you," Smoker stammered, "have you evolved to this level?"

Chen Yue didn't expect that, he lifted the lock in his hand and took a look. It turned out that the inside of the metal had already been corroded, only the surface was still intact, and the inside had already been brittle, and it was all shattered when it was broken with bare hands.

He threw the lock to the bong and pushed open the heavy metal door.

The air inside and outside reunited after a long absence, colliding with each other in an instant, and a complex smell came out, the strongest of which should be the smell of rotting protein, mixed with other bad smells.

It's deep inside, pitch black, and it's hard to see clearly without lights.

Chen Li took a step back, even he didn't want to break in against the stench.The corpses under the bridge had been vaccinated, so the smell of corpses pouring out of the main hall did not surprise them.

"If I must find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion, ghosts come to such a ghostly place." The smoking gun fanned the lingering stench in front of his nose.

"Is there really no way to turn on the electricity?" Chen Li asked again about the typhoid fever.

"No, but I found the coating material. A super-hydrophobic coating, also known as waterproof material. These buildings use three types of environmentally friendly bricks. The disadvantage is that they are not water-resistant."

"When will these two materials be put into use?" Chen Li asked.

"As early as 140 years ago." Typhoid said.

Chen Li and Yan Qiang looked at each other, and Yan Qiang said, "It was only 100 years ago, and no one knows what happened here."

"To keep a secret, it only takes a generation of silence." Shang Han said indifferently.

The smell in the main hall was almost dispersed, and the two turned on two hand-held spotlights, one near and one far, and the whole view of the hall was revealed——

Rather than talking about the main hall, it is better to say that it is a large restaurant, with round tables and high-backed chairs placed in a mess, some dumped on the ground, and there are still bones, bones everywhere, some of which are lying on the round table.Under the cone-shaped snow-white spotlights, the tangible floating dust in the air falls leisurely.

Fuchen doesn't understand death.

The smoking gun raised his hand to cover his eyes, even if they came back from the battlefield, they couldn't remain indifferent at this moment.They were silent at the same time, unable to make a sound, only the snow-white beam of light was trembling slightly.

There really is hell in the world, even colder and more terrifying than hell.

There is a profession called corpse grabber near the war zone. They are employed by the family members of the deceased to search for the corpses of the dead in the piles of corpses in the war zone, and then cremate and bury them.

They won't move other corpses, not because of indifference, but because there are too many corpses, and they can't do anything.But such a guilty psychology often drives the corpse collector crazy, turning the mentality of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds into a distorted mentality of fault.

At this moment, their mentality is close to that of corpse grabbers.

"Cy, Lao Yan," came the typhoid voice, and the onlookers were always more rational, "The best way to bury this place is to burn it here, but all traces will disappear."

After a while, Chen Li spoke, and he had calmed down, "I know, Lao Yan, let's go."

"Yeah." Smoker nodded.

The two stopped looking at these tragic death scenes and walked towards the second floor.The stairs here are all conveyor belt slopes, covered with a thick layer of dust, which has become very slippery.

As soon as Chen Li stepped on it, he slipped and fell directly on it, grabbing a hand of dust, and the bong behind him grabbed his other arm. If it were normal, he would have to make a few jokes, but at this moment, everyone Not in a joking mood.

Chen Yue didn't stand up immediately, but swept away the dust on the conveyor belt to look for it - something touched his palm just now, like the round touch of glass.

But nothing was found, and under the dust was the surface of the conveyor belt that resembled cushioning fabric, with holes like eyes everywhere.Chen Yue still didn't give up, he tore off the fabric, stretched out his hand to touch it, and there were sharp objects cutting his hand, but he didn't notice it.

The smoking gun dragged him up by his arm, and growled, "Don't look for it! If you find it, you won't survive!"

Chen Li was taken aback, he hadn't thought about it that way, but Yan Qiang seemed to speak out what was in his heart.

"We didn't come here for this," the voice of the smoking gun softened, "There is no trace of any movement here, 'that thing' can control dead things like bionics and corpses, so it must have done nothing here, Let's do another search and leave, shall we?"

Chen Yue subconsciously took a bite of the soft flesh inside his lower lip, and nodded.

"I really doubt that there is a strong acid pool in front of you, and you dare to stretch your hand into it." With the low beam of the pipe in his mouth, he pulled Chen Li's other hand, and the palm was dirty. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, but a few shallow cuts With shallow cuts, the skin on Chen Yue's hands is much firmer than that of normal people.

"Don't dare." Chen Li's voice was a little muffled.

The smoker simply wiped the stains on Chen Li's hands, took the dipped headlights in his hand again, shone on Chen Li's face, and said with a smile, "I didn't scold you, why did you feel wronged. "

"Don't shake me." Chen Li growled.

"Wrong, wrong, slow down and don't fall again."

Chen Yue glared at him, withdrew his hand and continued to climb up. This conveyor belt was very long, and it took him a minute and a half to reach the second floor.

The second floor is different from the lobby on the first floor. It is divided into four areas. The two on the left are sports rooms, and there are no corpses in them. On the right, there is a projection room and a game room. There is no one in the game room. A huddled corpse with thin bones, probably not an adult.

Chen Li walked to the projection machine, and the columnar chip that recorded the film was still inside. He pulled out the chip, and the serial number of the film printed on it was not very clear, but it was barely recognizable.

""Utopia", a film from 150 years ago." Shang Han said.

Chen Yue felt his scalp numb in an instant, pulling his face and distorting his face.

Utopia.They have no chance to grow up and know that there has never been an utopia in this world.

Chen Li put the chip back into the projector again, and the two left here silently. Then there were three or four floors, some corpses that had passed away in the state of asylum, and there were no other traces.

"You can leave this building now," Typhoid said.

"Received." Although there were only two words, it was difficult for Chen Li to say them.

All the unexpected attacks that they guessed they would encounter did not appear, but it was more uncomfortable than encountering an attack.After coming out of the main hall, the smoking gun's face was pale, he took a few deep breaths of cold air, his lips were trembling, he lowered his head to light a cigarette, and exhaled a mouthful of gray smoke. p

"What happened here?" Chen Li stared at the broken bridge, his thoughts kept coming and going, he didn't catch any of them, and swam away quickly like fish after fish.