Doomsday Wonderland

... After leaving the hotel and setting off towards No. 10, the group had been on the road for nearly two weeks.

In the past two weeks, several people have been sleeping in the open and have never had a full night's sleep. Along the way, even the clean-minded gift bag has finally turned into a dusty clay figure - the only one who is still clean. Of course, the only one who doesn't have to walk is the great miko.

However, the group of people walked several places in a row, but still could not find any trace of the visa officer. With the feeling of hunger slowly burning in the belly, this journey that did not know when it would end seemed even longer.

"It's getting late," Lin Sanjiu paused and looked up. On the highway that stretches into the distance, a blood-red sunset is gradually sinking into the ruined road surface. "...We seem to have been walking for more than ten hours at a stretch, right?"

A voice that sounded tired, painful, and vaguely hopeful came from behind immediately - it came from Kiyokuru who couldn't stand walking anymore: "Yeah, it's simply too much. Why don't we just rest today? ?”

This request really made Lin Sanjiu's ears go numb during the whole journey; despite Jiu Liu's lazy temper, the only thing he was willing to do diligently was to ask for a rest, and the rhetoric was often new and endless - "Anyway, I I can't walk anymore," he added, his body tilted as if he was about to fall apart and all his parts would roll to the ground.

"Based on the road signs just now, we should go a little further," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and agreed: "...Isn't there a small national park? What's it called Xiongling... We can rest until we get there. Yes, there should be campsites in the national park, and you can also find some water to drink.”

There is actually a lot of clear water in her card library, but Lin Sanjiu never uses the storage when there are external resources.

Qing Jiuliu opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something more; but seeing that Lin Sanjiu was already pushing the wheelchair in his hand and taking steps forward, he reluctantly followed him.

Following the signs on the highway, the group walked north for nearly an hour. It was only when it got completely dark that they finally found the mountain road leading to Bear Ridge National Park.

Lin Sanjiu called out the [Ability Polishing Agent] and placed it in the hands of the great witch who was still asleep in the wheelchair. It immediately illuminated a section of the flat road in front of her; the bright silver light poured into the night, illuminating the The entrance sign of a forest park stood out from the dark background.

...The city shrouded in doom is not yet completely dead. When walking in the city, from time to time you will hear faint cries and screams coming from the horizon - human beings are still struggling, surviving, and struggling in every corner every day after the collapse of society. Fight, die. Even if it makes you shudder, you are not alone.

But after nearly a day's journey, these sounds have long been left far behind.

Walking in this vast forest park under the night, Lin Sanjiu truly realized what is often said in the book - "It seems like he has become the last person alive in the world."

The subtle sound of the wheelchair knocking on the road seemed to be amplified by the night and the shade of the trees at the same time, echoing clearly in the night. Every breath and every word spoken by these people was quickly swept away by the cool night wind and scattered in the endless dark forest, as if a drop of water fell into the sea.

The campsite was not far away, and in the blur of light and dark, the shapes of the roofs of a row of wooden houses could be faintly distinguished. Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but relax a little at the thought of being able to rest for a night in a place with a roof over her head, a bed and water.

Before he could fully breathe out, two dazzling white lights suddenly tore through the night sky in front of his eyes. Suddenly, several people were shocked and stopped. Before they could barely open their eyes, a deafening roar of an engine had already shaken from the front. After entering the forest, the roaring black figure rushed straight towards several people - it looked like a very heavy large truck.

The truck had reached its speed limit and was about to hit it in the blink of an eye. Just when Libao and Qingjiu Liu screamed and turned to avoid it, Lin Sanjiu pushed the wheelchair in front of her and raised her hand. , the consciousness has rolled forward like a wave, and met the truck in an instant.

With a loud bang and a muffled sound, the truck was stopped by consciousness when it was about to rush in front of Lin Sanjiu. The front of the truck was suddenly crushed by an invisible barrier - the engine struggled and roared on the spot. The sound frightened countless birds flying in the night sky; the tires rotated desperately on the ground, picking up countless fly ash soil, but they were always blocked and could not move forward another half inch.

...Two weeks ago, Lin Sanjiu's consciousness could only be used to control the ball.

The engine was still roaring in the dead night, and the bright headlights pierced into the eyes, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Lin Sanjiu squinted his eyes, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a pair of headlights immediately followed. It exploded with a crisp "pop", and the light went out immediately.

Thick darkness fell once again, and only the faint silver light of [Ability Polishing Agent] dyed the front of the truck into a blur.

"Come out." Lin Sanjiu said coldly.

Looking through the windshield, the black figure sitting in the driver's seat did not move at all. His hands were tightly holding the steering wheel, and the sound of the engine was muted.

"I said, come out." Lin Sanjiu repeated it word by word.

Behind her, Libao held the wheelchair tightly, and Qingjiuru walked up with a cigarette in his mouth and a bit of caution.

Perhaps realizing that there were more people on the other side than he thought, the black shadow suddenly opened the car door, turned around and rushed out towards the rear; the black shadow was like some kind of animal that specialized in underground activities, moving nimbly and quickly. Rushing into the darkness - if his opponent hadn't been Lin Sanjiu, he might have been able to run away.

There was a gust of wind, and Lin Sanjiu's body had already jumped over his head lightly and nimbly, landing in front of the black shadow first. Before he could react, she took a step forward and hit him with an elbow. He walked in front of the black figure, who was put down to the ground without even making a cry.

Stomping on the black shadow, Lin Sanjiu stared at him and shouted at the gift bag: "Throw it over!"

As Ji Shanqing waved her hand, a ray of silver light streaked across the night sky like a shooting star and fell into her hand; then the light turned and illuminated the appearance of the uninvited guest on the ground.

As soon as he saw the other person's face clearly, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be startled.

This man looked to be around thirty, with long dirty hair that was tangled into locks, and a pair of eyes that were far apart, making his eyes look like they were always blank and unfocused. As soon as the light hit his face, he immediately twisted his body and screamed crazily in the direction of the campsite behind him: "They are coming! They are coming! Find their spaceship quickly!"

As if he was willing to tear his vocal cords to convey his words, his high-pitched shouts even hurt Lin Sanjiu's ears; as he shouted, there was a faint commotion in the direction of the campsite.

Lin Sanjiu frowned and was about to stop his call when she heard a few footsteps approaching from a short distance behind her. She punched the man who was still struggling and screaming and knocked him unconscious. The group of people stared warily into the darkness ahead.

"Who is where...?"

The footsteps stopped not far away. The visitor seemed to have deliberately walked off the road and hid in the shade of the trees, and then asked Lin Sanjiu and his group in a soft voice: "...Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a loud voice.

"We...we are a group of homeless people who have lived here for a long time," the hoarse old voice replied in a low voice, "That's my son. He is a mentally ill person. He always says that one day aliens will come. Crazy things like finding us and killing us... He's sick, I'm sorry for you, don't argue with him, can you let him go?"

Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes, and Libao and Qingjiu Liu also looked at each other.

"It's okay to let him go...but why didn't you go crazy too?" She said while lifting the man at her feet.

As if asking about something unspeakable, the old man's voice paused for a while.

"Oh, it's all life." His voice was so thin that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind at any time, as if he didn't have much breath left. "...After catching up with my wife and my son, I realized that I couldn't eat. After barely surviving on injections, I lived here and took care of my son and others who were also mentally ill. People... don’t dare to go to the city, it’s too chaotic and people always die.”

While talking, a skinny old man with a stooped back cautiously poked out half of his face from the forest - the light of [Ability Polishing Agent] was not bright, but the dry and deep lines on his face and the messy hair The hair was still clearly visible in the dim light.

"What injection?"

"I was originally a cleaner in a hospital," the old man sighed and said in a tired tone: "The world is in chaos, and no one can care about the hospital anymore; I took advantage of the chaos to move all the glucose, nutrient solutions and syringes from the hospital. If you can live for one day, just take care of him for one day."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the two people around him and lifted the man on his shoulders.

"How long have you lived here? How many people are there in total?"

"It's been at least more than half a year. In addition to our father and son, there are four mentally ill people... No matter how many more, I can't take care of them." Seeing her action, the skinny old man immediately seemed to be relieved and greeted her from the woods. He came out: "Hey, girl, just give him to me -"

The old man was just up to Lin Sanjiu's shoulders. Of course she couldn't throw this heavy crazy son all over him. Shaking her head, Lin Sanjiu motioned for the gift bag to be pushed into the wheelchair, and turned around and said: "I'll give it to you." Send it in."

The old man probably hadn't been helped by a sane person for a long time. With his mouth trembling, he could only manage to say thank you for a long time.

The camping area with a row of wooden houses looked very restless at the moment. Perhaps they were disturbed by the voice of the crazy son and woke up. The other four mental patients also opened the windows, and the four white faces stared directly at the visitor in the dark night - the doors were locked by the old man. , it is said to prevent them from running into the woods when they get excited.

As the least wanted material, the old man brought back a lot of food, UU Readingｗww.uukanshu． Net boxes were thrown here and there on the ground in the camping area. Perhaps because of his lack of energy, he only fed the patients once every two days, so that they would not starve to death or become overwhelmed by urination.

"It's not easy to walk out from here." After putting his son back in his wooden house, the old man walked out in the dark again. Using the silver light of [Ability Polishing Agent], he looked towards Lin Sanjiu and his party. Pointing behind him. "... When you go out, be careful not to get on the side road and follow the sign that says Management Office..."

"Actually," Lin Sanjiu looked at each other and then interrupted him softly: "I just saw a few empty wooden houses here. We are tired from walking today and plan to rest here for the night. ——I wonder if it’s convenient?”

The old man was stunned for a moment, seemed a little unresponsive, and coughed in surprise; after a while, his breath subsided, he nodded, pointed to the wooden house not far away and said: "In one night... …sure."

He probably agreed because he had no choice but to face a few young people; but no matter what, fifteen minutes later, a group of four people had settled down in the largest wooden house.

(The list of thanks is in the speech and may not be visible on the mobile phone) (To be continued.)