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Chapter 423 Arriving at the City of Ruins

Xinwu City.

One of the birthplaces of the Jiangnan culture in Jiuzhou was a famous historical city before the end of the world, but now it has become a dark ruin like most big cities.

Unlike the capital, Shu Capital, Jiangcheng, and even Mingzhu City not far away, the high-rise buildings built with reinforced concrete in the big city are almost complete. Only a few buildings were bombarded, but there was only a corner missing. It was not as good as the level of collapse. Most of them were still intact. Unfortunately, they lost the lights of the hundreds of schools and the noisy city noise. When everything returned to darkness, the giant city suddenly seemed to have lost its soul, becoming dead and empty.

The disgusting roars that sometimes make the giant city look like hell. The outer ring of the giant city is a well-connected road, elevated, just like the Yellow Spring Road to hell...

Even the wolf, which was not growing in this modern city of reinforced concrete, was shocked when it first entered this world! It seemed heartless, once lamented what caused such a disaster in this world?

It has learned about the development process of this world. Unlike the history they have passed down, humans in this world are really at the top of the food chain and the master of this technological world.

But after a disaster, this world became hell overnight.

It is very sad. The population of this city is as high as tens of millions, which is more than the Sacred Mountain Secret Realm combined!

At the end of April, the spring in Jiangnan was already a little stuffy.

This season is the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. There are pools of black water on the road. In addition to the pool of black water, there are piles of waste scattered, emitting a strong smell of rotten corpse. But because of the rain, the giant city has been washed away, and the air is filled with warm wind, and the smell of rotten smell is less.

It is now the end of April, and the zombie tsunami at Mingzhu Base has passed, but Mingzhu Base is probably dead in name only and destroyed by the tsunami. With the support of the capital base and Jiangcheng base, the first batch of personnel should have been evacuated.

Mo Qingcheng and his team's mission is to replace the Xiao Zizai Tianshi's Wuchen's actions and deal with subsequent matters. Although the zombie tsunami has passed and the big threat has been eliminated, the personnel cannot withdraw all of them in a short time, so they went to rescue.

Especially ordinary survivors, they have no power to resist zombies. Except for the very few survivors who may have engaged in professions during their lifetime, they have some escape methods. Otherwise, such a tide of zombies would be fatal to them.

Because Xinwu is close to Mingzhu base, a large number of psychics fled in various places. Some of them fled into another giant city, Pingjiang City, dozens of kilometers away, and the other came to Xinwu to search for survival resources and wait for rescue. Therefore, along the way, Ye Qing and the others could occasionally see figures except for zombies wandering around.

The moment he stepped into this new Wu, Ye Qing's spiritual consciousness slowly dispersed. After all, it was a giant city backed by Mingzhu Base, and it was only a hundred kilometers away between the two places. Therefore, before the tsunami accident occurred at Mingzhu Base, the place was almost completely plundered. Even zombies were not advanced. Any advanced existence that reached the second and third level became prey.

Although there are many zombies in this giant city now and there are still millions, their strength is no match for them. As long as the attacks of large troops are not damaged, ordinary psychics have some ability to protect themselves.

"roar"

The more they moved towards the city center, the more zombie turmoil they heard, the more intense the sounds of zombies they heard. Perhaps the number of psychics fleeing here gradually increased, and the flesh and blood aura spread out, which naturally caused the zombies to be ready to move.

The dark night is the peak of zombie activities. Even on some streets with dense psychics, zombies have gathered and surrounded.

Ye Qing glanced over, but was indifferent. After stepping into Xinwu City, he walked all the way west. Behind her, a little grey puppy-sized wolf cub the size of a palm was following her.

Someone saw such a scene.

In the dark night, one man, one wolf, one behind, one behind, one behind, and one behind, and beside them, there were also batches of zombies following one after another. But for some strange things, for some reason, the zombie monsters seemed to be unable to see this person and one behind, and passed by them, but could not smell them at all.

Just as the man wanted to get close, he checked, but after walking two streets, the man and the dog suddenly disappeared. Before he could even be surprised whether he had seen a ghost, in a few seconds, dozens of zombies were already surrounded by him, scaring him so much that he ran away quickly.

The ghost walking in the darkness in this person's eyes, wearing a hat, moved slightly when the person was so scared that he ran away. Soon, the person disappeared from Ye Qing's spiritual vision. Immediately, she patrolled all over for a while, and then continued to walk towards the southwest of Xinwu, which was the destination of Ye Qing's trip, earthquake Lake.

Until she stepped into a scenic spot called Liyuan, she glanced at the sky and finally stopped her action. She did not immediately contact the Xuanmen children stationed outside the ruins, but instead glanced at the black cat on her shoulder and the "staggering" wolf swaying at her feet like a milk dog.

Along the way, she heard Canglang complain more than once that she hadn't eaten meat for a long time. Unlike a monk like Ye Qing who could live for several years or even more than ten years with just one breath, as a ferocious beast, it must eat from it from time to time, preferably fresh flesh and blood. Otherwise, it will be difficult for its physical strength to remain at its peak if it is separated from flesh and blood food for a long time and rely solely on the energy of crystal nucleus.

Energy like crystal nuclei can replenish superpowers and spiritual power, but has no effect on the thermal fat of organisms.

Although Ye Qing still has a lot of food in the space, most of them are grains and grains, and the cured bacon products have almost been defeated by Canglang. There are not many leftovers. In the past six months, she has not been plundering survival resources for a long time. It is one thing she doesn't need them anymore. Mo Qingcheng and the others also have a certain amount of strength. If she manages food for a long time, as a long-term meal ticket for several people, she feels that these people may have to rely on her in this life.

In order to make them independent, she only occasionally allocated some short-term resources, and for the long term, it was up to them.

But so much information is actually not the point. Just after all, the main reason is not Canglang.

But the white fox in the space, which has not eaten for a long time.

After obtaining the moon-flowing spiritual herb from the secret realm of the Holy Mountain, it fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter completed!
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