Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang in his previous life once asked a third-rate game anchor he knew.

On Stim, how to play games, you can make money by playing casually.

The third-rate game anchor replied flatly and truthfully; "More women, bigger nai."

He asked the game anchor again, how can he make a triple-A masterpiece.

The third-rate game anchor said excitedly and frantically: "Burn money! Burn money! Keep burning money! Then bounce, bounce...crazy bounce."

In the end, Ke Xiaoliang asked him, what kind of game is it that neither burns money nor has a lot of money, but is called a masterpiece?

The third-rate game anchor suddenly felt melancholy.

He picked up the cigarette butt on the table, and took a deep puff.

He said meaningfully: "There is nothing, so let's find a way to get some snacks!"

However, this is actually the hardest part.

"Don't get close to it, the church is a place where gods fall. Someone crucified the pastor there, and the pastor's resentful spirit turned into the most evil devil, wandering there." Red-haired Tom held Song Qingwen back.

"Don't go near the river either. During the big bang, some people hid in the river, and then they were cooked. They turned into horrible spirit suckers. Get close to them, and they will look at you from the bottom of the water , and then suck your soul away, and then bite off your head." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen behind him while walking ahead to explore the way.

The red wind blew across the barren and boring land, and those weird crows continued to flap their wings, following the two walking in the barrenness.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Red Tom fired three shots at the crows.

"Go away! You disgusting bastards. Hell is where you should be!" Red-haired Tom seemed to have become a little manic and sensitive after reaching the surface.

He turned around, looked around vigilantly, and then said to Song Qingwen: "Be careful with them, they are the eyes and ears of some monsters. They will report our location and situation to those monsters. I shot them to scare them. Let them know I'm not easy to mess with."

"If you come across these crows in the wild alone and don't have a gun, try to make as much noise as possible to scare them."

Song Qingwen nodded, expressing his understanding.

But he secretly decided that he must follow these crows to see what kind of monsters are manipulating them.

He did not underestimate the danger of this 'different world'.

After all, there are weapons that can kill gods.

Song Qingwen just understands the truth of the coexistence of danger and opportunity better than ordinary people.

Valuable things are always occupied by the strong, and you need to challenge authority if you want to obtain them... This is an extremely simple and obvious truth.

But there will be many people, who clearly know this, but still try to avoid the important and take the easy, and get something for nothing.

I followed Red-haired Tom for about half an hour.

A large number of jet-black architectural ruins began to appear in the barren field of vision.

The collapsed tall buildings, even today, can vaguely see their grandeur in the past.

Some cars that have long been scorched are buried in the mud and dust, but there are no weeds around them, making some romantic decorations.

The street that was supposed to be full of traffic was already full of mud at this time, and the ash that flew from nowhere, like black snowflakes, was always floating and spinning over the ruins of the city.

"Wear a hat, cover your mouth and nose, and try not to expose your skin. The dust contains a lot of radiation. If you touch it directly, it will cause a large area of ​​skin ulcers...even lesions." Red-haired Tom said .

While talking, Red-haired Tom held up the big iron umbrella that was always on his back.

At the edge of the iron umbrella, a transparent plastic seal hangs down.

The two of them were shrouded under the iron umbrella, temporarily isolated from the outside world, creating a seemingly safe space.

"We are going into the city now to collect some living supplies. If you can't find your home today or tomorrow, so that you can go home. Then our living supplies will not be sufficient." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen.

Red-haired Tom didn't go to a large supermarket, and he didn't dare to go to those high-rise buildings that seemed to be relatively well preserved.

What he took Song Qingwen to search were all single-family courtyards.

Simply smash open the door and look for a basement.

And in the basement, is there any food and daily necessities that are still in good condition?

However, most of the houses are either empty or have no basement.

Some of the food that was found had already been damaged in packaging, spoiled and inedible.

Finally, the two smashed open a room again. The overall layout of the room seemed to be relatively well preserved, but most of them had been carbonized.

Red Tom broke open the basement.

I was seeing three corpses, embracing each other, tightly bonded.

It looks like a father holding his wife and child.

And the mother wraps the child with her body.

Such layers of walls were made up of flesh and blood, but there was still no miracle in exchange.

The child was also scorched and died in the arms of the mother.

Red-haired Tom stood silently in front of the charred corpse, and then whispered: "May you die without any pain, and your soul will be wiped out with the fall of heaven."

Song Qingwen followed behind, not because he was indifferent to life and death, or because he had personally created countless more tragic tragedies, he was not frivolous and impatient at the moment.

In the fire that burned the forest.

Tigers will allow small animals to climb on themselves and flee with them.

Squirrels will also give up their deep underground burrows to allow snakes or other animals, which are natural enemies, to come in to avoid danger.

Ke Xiaoliang did not set up such a scene to impress anyone.

Instead, let everything you express become more convincing.

In the basement, the two found a lot of canned food and some useful substances.

After leaving the room, Red-haired Tom looked up at the still gloomy sky, and spit out a few words that had never been translated in Song Qingwen's ears.

"It seems that there is no time to go back, and the night will come earlier today."

"Let's go north!" Red-haired Tom ran quickly with Song Qingwen as he said.

And the sky, just as Red-haired Tom said, is rapidly becoming darker and darker.

Song Qingwen has even been keenly aware that some black and charred corpses have begun to writhe slowly in the rapidly spreading night.

They seem to be coming to life in a whole new way.

Evil and hideous.

Even Song Qingwen himself never imagined that one day, he would use the word 'evil' to describe something else.

Just to the north of the city.

A wall of fire trucks that had been scorched for a long time was formed, blocking somewhere in the street.

Some people who were rushing towards a certain deep pit were scorched halfway, and they could vaguely see shouts and firm expressions on their scorched faces.

"Okay! We'll spend the night here tonight."

"Live on a fire truck. Hope the radiation isn't too strong and turn us into monsters. If it changes... I hope it won't be too ugly, and at least keep my thick red hair." Tom Red seemed to be joking. Said in a tone.