The darkness of night came up, swallowing up the entire Lishan Mountain.

The courtyard of the martial arts hall was completely empty. The surrounding large lights illuminated the entire courtyard, but the surrounding houses were only completely dark.

Only one room in the study room is bright. If you look into the room from the outside, you can clearly see a silhouette leaning on a wicker chair, as if sleeping.

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"Huh~"

"Woo~"

When Lin Tuo transferred his consciousness to his clone and began to fall toward the land, the first sound he heard was the howling of the cold wind.

The wind was not too strong, but it was probably because it passed through the nearby mountains and produced some kind of reverberation. Therefore, it was particularly loud and quiet, as if the earth was crying.

Eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes to face the cold wind carrying fine snowflakes that hit his face.

The chill penetrated from the collar, neck, and into the clothes. Even Lin Tuo, who was much stronger than an ordinary person, shivered subconsciously.

“It’s so cold!”

This thought came to his mind.

And subconsciously tightened the zipper of the thick coat with a thick collar... Before entering, he judged that the temperature in the sandbox was very low.

Therefore, he first put his avatar in the martial arts studio on the sand table, rummaged through the light down jacket, cotton shoes, and gloves for the winter, and fully armed himself.

Although with his current body, he can bear the burden of wearing single clothes in winter, he is not a masochist, so he naturally strives to keep warm if possible.

At present, this decision seems wise.

He looked around warily. In his field of vision, he saw a dark and empty wilderness, with mountains behind him and a badly damaged road not far ahead.

The ground beneath my feet was covered with a layer of snow that was not too thick. It was obvious that it was a severe winter here.

At this moment, it is about dawn, still far from dawn.

Lin Tuo adapted to the environment and confirmed that there was no danger around him. Then he raised his head and looked up into the sky.

In the dim night, there were wisps of black clouds overhead, and only a few stars filtered through the gaps, barely providing a certain field of vision.

"Better than I expected." Lin Tuo took off one of his gloves and exposed his right hand to the air.

In addition to the cold, he could also feel a faint tingling sensation.

The ether in the body is more active than usual.

"Radiation." Lin Tuo said the word softly, his eyes becoming heavier.

From the description in the operation log, he determined that the "annihilation bomb" that caused the disaster should be some kind of super weapon that was less powerful than a nuclear weapon but had similar properties.

Although it is not a nuclear weapon, it is obvious that the energy generated by its explosion still produces some kind of "radiation"-like phenomenon.

and resulted in the death of countless lives.

Before Lin Tuo came in, he was mentally prepared. He believed that since many ordinary people here could survive, there was no reason why he, who was already tempering his body, couldn't bear it.

Things went as he expected.

"This level of radiation can indeed sting me, but it's very mild. As long as I don't stay there for a long time, it's not a big problem."

Feeling relieved, Lin Tuo put on his gloves again and began to identify the direction.

Recalling the lights of a suspected gathering place that he had glimpsed in this area from a high position, he took a deep breath and ran at a steady speed along the damaged road that was completely unnavigable.

"You should be able to find the city along this road."

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…

"rumble……"

At the same time, somewhere a mountain away from Lin Tuo.

If you raise the angle of view and look down from mid-air, you will find that there are three modified cars engaged in a chase on the snow-covered wasteland.

The smaller one took the lead, without its headlights, leaving the two cars behind it, stumbling and stumbling across the wasteland like a mad cow.

It made a hoarse roar.

Behind it, a little further away, the other two modified off-road vehicles turned on their lights recklessly, looking more "relaxed".

The ferocious and huge tires rolled up patches of snow, leaving four deep ruts in the wilderness.

If you zoom in closer, you will find that inside the car are several soldiers wearing dark military cotton-padded clothes and holding firearms.

At this moment, a man sitting in the front passenger seat with epaulettes and obviously an officer looked gloomy and said:

"Where have we been?"

The back seat of the car.

Hearing this, a soldier held a flashlight and pressed a paper map on his knee with his other hand. He looked at it and replied:

"Ahead is Mining Town. It's not far away. You can reach it in five minutes at most."

"Mining Town? It seems that the hunter must be heading there. The fuel tank of that car is not full. After running so far, it must be almost out of gas." The officer said.

Immediately, he raised his voice and shouted:

"Everyone, please cheer up, check your firearms, and prepare to arrest. If you let the other party go, everyone will be punished when you return to the company!"

"Yes! Boss!"

The sound of response was mixed with the sound of the safety of a firearm being pulled.

…

After a while, the outline of a small town appeared in their field of vision.

Collapsed buildings, dilapidated walls, and a broken and rusted steel windmill stood outside the town. At first glance, it looked like a ruins.

Only the sparse lights in the town indicate that there is human life.

When this group of soldiers and vehicles approached, there were waves of violent barking and noise in the town, and there was a faint light of fire.

"Boss, the other party has abandoned the car!" the driver shouted, pointing to a stalled vehicle lying on the wasteland outside the mining town.

"Keep shooting." The officer said, and at the same time, he pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger in the air.

"boom!"

Amidst the low sound breaking through the air, the noise in the town suddenly stopped. As if they were in a deserted place, the two cars drove along the dilapidated road into the square in the center of the town and stopped immediately.

Then he saw that many people had gathered in the town.

Compared with soldiers equipped with weapons and wearing thick military uniforms, these people are much miserable.

Most of them were short and thin, with dirty and tattered clothes, unkempt hair, dirty faces, and an unpleasant smell permeating their bodies.

Holding "weapons" such as wooden sticks or steel bars in their hands, they gathered together in fear and timidity, looking here in awe.

Under the firelight, some people could be vaguely seen, with obvious deformities on their bodies.

These are the refugees in Mining Town.

"Where is the person in charge here?" As a group of soldiers jumped out of the car with their guns in hand, they cautiously swept their guns around.

The officer narrowed his eyes and asked sharply.

No one answered.

There was only fear on the faces of the refugees.

"Here! Here!" Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the crowd.

A nervous but energetic voice rose.

The crowd dispersed like a tide, and a middle-aged man wearing a worn-out cotton jacket on his upper body and a pair of relatively intact overalls on his lower body hurriedly squeezed out.

Behind him were several thugs holding rifles.

However, compared to the firearms in the hands of these soldiers, those shabby rifles were no different from fire sticks, and their deterrent effect was far greater than their actual effectiveness.

"Sir, I am the person in charge of Mining Town. What are your orders?"

The person in charge quickly took a look at the uniforms of these soldiers and the emblems on the cars behind them, and said with a smile.

While speaking, he deliberately straightened his chest to make a polished metal badge hanging on his chest more conspicuous.

The badge was made of brass, with a burning flame embossed on it, and the background was a forest standing in a snowy field.

That's the emblem of the Fire Company.

"We are on a capture mission," the officer looked down at him expressionlessly. "A wilderness hunter stole the company's property and killed and injured our people. The hunter abandoned his car and entered this town not long ago."

Speaking of this, the officer suddenly raised his head slightly, twitched his tall nose, and said:

"I confirm that the target is in this town and has not left yet. Now, you, immediately summon everyone to help us hunt for him! Do you hear me clearly?"

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at the same time.

In a collapsed building in the southwest corner of the town's central square.

A figure looked through the window at the scene in the square, his eyes flickered, and then the figure moved and disappeared quietly, like a civet cat.

…

not far away.
Chapter completed!