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The blood-red sky pressed against the top of the head, as if it would fall down at any time, the scarlet moon stuck to the sky, the edge was sticky as if it was dripping blood.

　　 is a half-decayed corpse at his feet, and the crow leads Arlo and Liu Zihua on the corpse to climb all the way up.

The corpses under their feet are soft like marshmallows. When you step down, the smelly corpse water in the corpse will spray out from the eye sockets, nostrils, and mouth. Your feet can clearly feel a mass of liquid across the thin belly. superior.

　　 Sometimes when stepping on a corpse with more serious decay, the belly of the corpse will explode when you step on it.

　　The foot that a person steps on will sink into the belly of the corpse, and you can clearly feel your ankle being wrapped in a mass of unknown shape.

　　 The surrounding area should have been silent, but it was filled with all kinds of sounds. Perhaps it was the expansion of the gas in the body after death, causing the corpse's throat to make a weird noise... No one knows the real reason.

　　Arlo and Liu Zihua supported each other and crawled on the mountain. The gastric juice in their stomachs has been vomited. After being in such a harsh environment for a long time, their noses have become accustomed to the stench, but these poisonous odors have made their minds dizzy after another.

　　 If it weren't for the physique different from ordinary people, they might have died here.

　　 Shishan Train—A weird phenomenon marked as a-level on the data.

　　 But after these two days of fleeing, they have understood that this weird phenomenon is by no means only a Grade. The two of them have never been in contact with such a huge and evil alien space. This can almost be regarded as a relic.

　　 Arlo lowered his head and bowed his waist, trying to climb the steep corpse mountain. He thrust his spear into the gap between the corpses, keeping his balance, and stepping on the back of the fresh dead corpse to go higher.

　　The long trek allowed them to sum up their experience of perversion. Walking on the corpse, they had to step on the torso, and the limbs and head were easy to fall and slip.

　　 When stepping on the torso, aim at the chest, chest and back as much as possible. Don’t step on the stomach. Otherwise, if you are lucky, the corpse will only spit a bit of stinky water at you. If you are lucky, your feet will sink into the abdomen of the corpse.

　　 "No way, when can we get out?" Liu Zihua's voice brought some crying, he is a man, but at the moment as weak as a woman.

　　 But Arlo didn't laugh at the other party. He understood Liu Zihua's feelings very well. Frankly speaking, he was numb. He had just experienced the desperate mood like Liu Zihua now a few hours ago.

　　 "If you want to survive, follow me!"

　　 The sound of a crow was heard in front of him. Arlo looked up and looked forward. The crow carried the cuboid box shaped like a coffin on his back.

　　 This weird expert who is often heard in rumors, he still can't tell the gender of the other party. Although the other party's voice is female, he believes that the other party is a man.

　　 The opponent's tenacious spirit and never hesitating action are not like qualities that a woman can possess.

　　Allor pulled Liu Zihua's arm next to him, and followed with his companions gritted their teeth. Their only reliance now is the crow. Whether it is mentally or physically, their spells are functional and not capable of combat.

　　 "Where are we going now? There is no food left." Arlo asked.

　　 The crow let out a sneer, and poked the corpse by the foot with his stick: "Aren't there many here?"

　　 Arlo felt a chill in his heart and trembled: "Are you kidding me?"

"Don’t you find a lot of fresh corpses here? If you just eat, it’s okay. The question is how much you can do to survive. Can you two be quiet? Since you choose to be a hermit, then You should have foreseen your own death, right?"

　　 Arlo lowered his head and said solemnly: "I never thought I would die in this way!"

　　 "Why are you a hermit?"

　　 "My parents are devout religious believers, so I have been very pious since I was a child. I want to help more people and change this tragic world, so I want to join the relevant departments.

"I originally had the talent to enter the prayer house, but because I saw an incident, my faith collapsed. Although I still believe in gods, my prayers have no effect. This represents the belief in my subconscious. Has collapsed.

　　 "But I still want to work hard to achieve the original goal, and I have spells, so I became a hermit." Arlo said.

The crow let out a sneer: "Stupid! It is fine to believe in God or not to believe in God, but if someone changes between the two, then that person is undoubtedly stupid, which shows that what he believed in the beginning was not something. , But the judgment drawn by one's own observation of the outside world."

　　 Arlo was silent. For two days he had been accustomed to the crow's cold words. Compared with the corpse under his feet, the crow's words were insignificant, and he even felt that the crow's mockery made him very comfortable recently.

　　 He didn't understand why he had such thoughts at first, but thinking all the way on the way, he knew his mentality changed.

　　 Human beings are a very intelligent animal. Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages have been engraved into instinct. When facing external dangers, people will always instinctively cling together.

But if in this dead state, there are people who can laugh at their companions with such aggressive words, then others will not think about him: he is really a nuisance, even if I die Will help him.

When everyone is facing death, everyone will only think about how to keep themselves alive. Now Arlo only feels that the crows are so powerful that they don’t need any help from them. Even if he is alone, he will be as steadfast as he is now. Go down. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 And he followed the crow, only feeling very relieved.

　　 "Senior, I have heard about you. Have you been to dangerous ruins before? How does it compare to here?"

　　 "There is no difference. Call me the captain. I am the captain of this mission." Crow said.

　　 "Captain, what are we going to do?" asked Liu Zihua, who had been breathing heavily.

　　His expression has gradually become numb, and he has begun to enter the mental state that Arlo had experienced before.

　　 "I'm looking for railroad tracks. We need to find the train again. All the equipment and materials are on the train." Crow said.

　　 Liu Zihua stopped suddenly and yelled in a collapsed voice: "Why are we going back to that train? Didn't we escape with difficulty?! Why go back!?"

　　Arlo also felt a panic of fear, his body was cold, and his scalp was tingling.

　　 He also couldn't understand the crow's thoughts. Why did they finally escape and get back into the car?

When he thinks of that train, his screams of his companions when he died, everyone is a person with spells, they are much stronger than himself, but they still have no resistance when facing those monsters. Power.

　　 Now that they go back, isn’t it just to die?

　　 And he didn’t die right away, he was tortured to death by pain!