Wasteland Echoer

Desolation, depression, and disability were Wright's first feelings when entering the urban ruins of Donusk, but as the sun's brilliance flashed against the plants, hope, vitality, and spring became his second feelings.

Golden light splashes into the ruins of the city, as if the little boy god who likes to joke is creating a beautiful splash-ink painting. He uses the entire abandoned city as a canvas.

In his pre-set fantasies, Wright always associated urban ruins with dome-covered Sokra and the industrial city of Chekavsk.

But in fact, this city ruins is more like a normal city, or it is consistent with the cityscape that Wright saw in the previous world.

Socra is shrouded in a dome all year round. It is briefly opened either for testing of the "Blood Night Ritual" or for fighter planes and airships to leave the city.

Therefore, the tone of Socra city is dim, gloomy, and depressing, making people feel less hopeful and more like a real wasteland world.

But it's different here. As Brett drives the mechanical chariot slowly forward on the abandoned main road of the city, everything here bursts with the color of life under the brilliance of the sun.

The green plants, the golden sunshine, and the iron tower that can be seen not far away standing in the center of the city all contain nature's interpretation of life.

The urban residential areas of Sogra are all low-rise bungalows, and there are also Western-style low buildings with at most three or four floors. Only the administrative district has grand buildings with more than ten floors, and only the military district has buildings with more than twenty floors used to develop weapons. The office building of the Socra Military Institute.

It seems that the size of the city of Socra includes the slums and suburban areas that are not inferior to the central city.

Moreover, in just a few days in Sogra, Wright saw more than once sewage ditches, stinky ditches, and open manhole covers filled with stench.

After all, in that city, the ground in the slums was covered with all kinds of excrement.

However, while walking through the ruins of Donusk, Wright deliberately noticed that there were several abandoned mechanical chariots on the street, which were similar to the Socra standard chariots, but the style looked like a polar bear lying on the ground, or the back looked like It is extremely hard, grid-like, and resembles a turtle.

There was indeed a jeep that was not turned off on the asphalt street far away, but it disappeared from sight in a few seconds after Brett increased his power.

These streets are strangely clean, as if someone cleans them regularly.

Except for some green leaves falling to the ground, there was not much smoke and dust raised by the mechanical chariot.

Could it be that there are lost people living here? Or is it the so-called "ruin hunter" group, or a group of soldiers from various legions across the empire who have settled here for a long time?

Wright's pure black eyes were wide open, like a child full of curiosity and imagination staring at a novel world he had "never" seen before.

He felt like he was in a fairytale situation.

Everything is hopeful!

Everything is full of life!

Everything contains vitality and the possibility of all things competing!

However, Brett slowed down again while driving the mechanical chariot. After driving for almost ten minutes, Wright truly had an immersive experience of the ruins.

The streets were covered with dark red blood, and feline and canine heads lay scattered on the edge of the street.

In addition, there are also bright red glass-like objects left behind after the high temperature of the inadvertently burned liquid recedes, some messy limbs, and some scattered mechanical parts.

Wright opened his mouth wide and guessed in surprise that a small-scale battle should have broken out here.

Moreover, Wright also noticed that next to the messy limbs, there was a piece of military green clothes, which seemed to be one of the styles of the imperial army uniforms.

"This place is full of dangers. There should have been a fight between legionnaires or those 'ruin hunters' and the Wuxin people just now. This is why Moros did not recommend that we stay here before. Most Wuxin people will not come out during the day. They are afraid of light, and so are many of the Lost. If you meet people from other legions when the sun is high, there will probably be no danger, but it will also be difficult to walk with them." Brett saw Wright's surprise. , explained.

"It's best not to encounter similar people other than soldiers, right? Human nature is greedy, and they are not restricted by the laws and morals of the empire. They will rob us or even kidnap us, right?" Wright added.

"Yes, so I want to get as close as possible to the lake surrounded by steel in the middle of the city. According to reliable information, the lake water there can be drank directly. What I say is nothing more than injecting medicine on time to prevent the virus. And it's nearby If you have a few decent buildings, find a few rooms, put up fences, and disguise yourself, you can spend an unforgettable night safely. That’s right,”

Brett said, holding the steering wheel with one hand, controlling the mechanical chariot that moved forward like a snail, scratching his silver-white hair with one hand, and said:

"There is a tall tower not too far ahead. It is made of iron as the main material. It is said that after the empire abandoned the city decades ago, it was the place where the last people who stayed here lived."

"The people who are left behind?" Wright asked curiously, looking out the car window at the tower that was becoming increasingly tall and majestic.

"Yes. Those people include novelists, artists, soldiers, and even professors and teachers. They are very reluctant to let the empire give up such a beautiful city. However, the surrounding yellow sand and desert are permeating the city, and the city's material supply is becoming increasingly difficult.

Moreover, the three major churches and groups of unintentional people wandering in the wilderness often launch attacks on the city. The empire could no longer maintain a lonely city.

According to the magazine "Empire Statistics", the Empire spent 270,000 Singapore dollars a year just to maintain the "Zhixin-03" line and the city's material supplies decades ago. Moreover, the city's industrial output and the nearby area's Resource mining cannot make up for this loss. In other words, no one is willing to do a business that only involves losses but no profits. "Brett replied.

"By the way, what is the specific origin of that tower?" Wright asked like a curious baby.

"The origin." Brett held his chin with one hand, frowned for a second, glanced at the dilapidated house on the left with his green eyes for a second, and then said:

"That tower was named the Volga Tower. It is said to commemorate a hero who came from the Crusad Federation to help us."

"Hero of the Crusted Federation?" Wright felt very interesting, his eyes widened, as if he was releasing the light of knowledge.

"The hero did not leave a name, but he was a human being who fought against the Heartless and the Lost, so we called each other comrade. I remember Moros also used this title. He has Crusted blood. And it is said that that The hero is a superpower and a high-level professional [explorer]. He once left such a famous saying." Brett recited with a rich voice and a tone of great admiration:

“My life exists to fight enemies, but it’s wonderful to explore the world.”

"He is really a... philosophical and romantic person." Wright commented pertinently.

"He is also a powerful person." Brett nodded and said:

"He walked alone from the border city of the Crusted Federation, killing more than a thousand unintentional people and fifteen lost people along the way. His tactical gloves were covered with dark red substance all year round, and even most of them were At that time, his eyes were as red as a gargoyle. More than a hundred years ago, a meteorite fell in the center of this place, smashing a large crater tens of meters deep in the center. During that time, heavy rains were like Note that there was thunder and lightning, and even many creatures existing in the darkness, such as bats, rats, cockroaches, and giant spiders, appeared out of nowhere.

They bite everyone they see, and even infect many people with the unintentional virus, and their hearts become filled with red and burning liquid. Later, the meteorite turned into a huge flying dragon, like a zombie, waving its broken turquoise wings and hovering over the city. "

"Flying dragon...dragon? Or in a zombie state?" Wright was shocked and asked doubtfully.

"That's right. The legendary dragon that ruled the world in the First Age appeared during that incident and destroyed 30% of the city. What came out of its mouth was not the flame recorded in the books written by magicians, but A mixture of azure and light green light that resembles the fire of the underworld.

But later, the hero who came here from Crusted inspired all the power in his body and turned into a giant. Of course, they are not the mutant giants from the Giant Church now, who have one eye and their bodies are covered in green fluff. On the contrary, it is a real enlarged version of human beings!

At that time, people were amazed that the enlarged hero's skeleton could withstand a huge body of up to forty meters, and was able to walk freely and engage in physical combat with giant dragons.

But the final game was not interesting. After the red sun emerged from the horizon, the hero turned himself into a ball of red light and rushed straight towards the dragon. The two of them turned into energy entities at the same time and disappeared instantly. It's like, Moros...ugh, Moros. "Brett sighed.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes dimmed, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands without saying a word.

"Heroes are all devotees." Wright sighed.

After barely suppressing the pain and sorrow in his heart for the death of Moros, Wright chose to look at the building outside the window.

Getting closer and closer to the city center, the buildings covered with green plants become increasingly rare. Instead, they are dominated by tall residential buildings painted in various colors, and black-style continental buildings that are more than ten stories high and reveal an industrial atmosphere.

Some of the residential buildings facing the street were half blown away, leaving only three or four floors exposed. From the direction of Wright, you can even see the yellow wood furniture and a broken gas lamp covered with dust and rust.

There was also a writing desk broken in half, and several oil paintings that had been corroded to the point where only the frames and some fragments of pages remained.

The outside of the industrial-style high-rise building is covered with pure black paint. It seems that the paint has a certain anti-corrosion property. After so many years, it has only been damaged a little on the outside, and there is not much rust.

There is even a row of floors covered with glass on the top of the high-rise building. Under Wright's influence, such driving floor-to-ceiling glass is a brand-new technological product rarely used in the empire.

If nothing else, most of the cities in the wasteland have experienced wars, and the high-rise buildings covered with glass are easily damaged. The empire's technology is not yet powerful enough to produce an existence that can defend even the old Klusid Empire missiles.

Almost half an hour later, after the majestic body of the "Volga Tower" stopped growing in size, Brett stopped the mechanical chariot briefly.

He opened the car door and looked around to make sure that there were no traces of other humans or unintentional people or lost people. He chose to stay here for a while and pay attention to the tower to pay homage to the man who was only seen in legends and books. Pay tribute to the heroes who have passed.

"Wright, come down and take a breath. You see, although the lawn here is covered with half-knee-high weeds, it is still very soft, and the air is filled with the fragrance of earth. After a while, the sun sets. For fifteen minutes, the sunset will illuminate the city and it will be very beautiful and breathtaking. I remember that such scenes were only seen during the days when the dome was tested, and I saw it on the high-rise buildings in Kusha City when I was a child." Brett said happily .

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath of the "sweet" air filled with plants, soil, and some animal scents, and looked up at the "Volga Tower" with a comfortable expression.

Four or five minutes later, he exhaled the air that seemed to be filled with the smell of yellow sand and Gobi sand from his nostrils. He stretched out his hand and groped for the pocket near his chest on his uniform jacket.

Two or three seconds later, he took out a military lighter and an old iron box full of cigarettes.

He took out a brand new white cigarette and opened the lighter cap.

"Ding!"

A crisp metallic sound passed through their ears, and a flame with a blue bottom and a unique dim yellow upper part emerged from it.

Suddenly, the smoke filled with the choking but intoxicating scent of the inner curling flowers drifted away in the wind.

"Tall and majestic!" Wright opened the door and got out of the car, walked near Brett, stood in a row with him and looked up at the "Volga Tower", sighing with respect.

In Wright's opinion, the "Volga Tower" is almost more than two hundred meters high, and it feels like the Eiffel Tower seen in the last world.

Its entire body is supported by a steel structure, and its bottom is arched and hollow, which can accommodate large vehicles and even huge alien unintentional people.

But there is a layer of concrete wall where the top is already mottled with rust. It seems that you can enter the interior from the side stairs, and you can directly enter the leisure area in the middle, and you can also overlook the entire city.

The top of the tower is very pointed, and on the even sharper top there is a lightning rod that goes straight into the sky to prevent lightning from attacking the tower during thunderstorms.

The beauty of industry, the beauty of art, the beauty of architecture.

This was Wright's immediate conclusion after examining the tower.

However, just as he was indulging in the three beauties of "Volga Tower", he suddenly felt a fleeting shadow appear above his head.

What followed was a burst of intertwined, shrill chirping sounds from birds and beasts.

"They seem to be 'loess vultures'. They are affected by the Wuxin virus, but most of them have not completely mutated. They will follow the smell and come to the city to search for the bodies of us humans, Wuxin people and dead animals. They have flexibility and attack Sex, generally their arrival symbolizes the arrival of dusk and night. Wright, let’s go, first find an abandoned building in a residential area that you can see through and spend the night.” Brett reminded.

He dropped half of his cigarette on the soft, weed-covered land and looked up at the group of "loess vultures" already hovering over the city.

Dear readers, I'm really sorry, but I have to take a day off to adjust my schedule and update tomorrow.

ps: Happy Children’s Day to everyone! ! ! ! !