Chapter 97

Lu Wen set out in the dark.

He drove away one of the group's SUVs.

The wind and sand of no man's land are moving quietly in the dark.

The roar of the car broke the silence, and the bright star river showed him the way.

The map marks an abandoned city.

……

District 13's body returned home, and Charlotte was asleep.

Lu Wen looked at the latest news.

The Internet has exploded.

There's company.

There is only one shadow in human form.

The night devoured the shadows that went deep into the no man's land.

Even some vendors set out at night with a whole vehicle of goods.

"It's called business opportunity!"

"Although we can't grab that treasure, it's no problem to sell snacks and drinks in that city."

"On weekdays, mineral water can only be sold for two yuan a bottle. When you get there, it's not too much to sell it for ten yuan."

This is a time of confusion.

Everyone is trying to find their own role.

It was seen that there were many gangs in the 16th district.

Some people have seen some regional executive boards set off overnight, even ignoring the wedding of bionic people.

"It's said that the colleagues in the Sixth District have been defeated again. This time, more than 30 people have not been able to catch No. 9, and they have been handed over weapons and equipment."

The public channel is still busy in the middle of the night.

"It's a shame."

"That number nine is interesting. Are you interested? When we're done with this treasure, we'll deal with him together. "

"If you really want to go, call more people. It was said on the big channel in area 6 that the organization of No. 9 has expanded to more than 50 people. After they sent equipment twice before and after, the equipment is very good now."

"It's a pity that xiachuluo is injured and still recovering. If she does it, No. 9 will be captured by hand."

Some people Miss Charlotte.

This girl is very unpopular in the executive board.

"What are you doing with her? It's just a little girl with sharp teeth and sharp mouth. I don't want to argue with her because she is young! "

"Say Can anyone argue with her in our district executive board? "

The entire public channel was instantly quiet.

There was no sound.

I don't know how long it took for someone to say.

"Is Lu Wenyi going to spend the summer in chuluo? What about Lu Wen? It's impossible for Lei bin to go to bed so early. "

"He's a bionic. He doesn't need to sleep!"

"Forget, sometimes it feels like he's human."

"Yes, my mentally handicapped assistant, though awakened, can't compete with Lu Wen."

Lu Wen also sent a message on the channel.

"I'm in District 13. I just got home and I'm going to have a rest. Please be safe. Maybe the treasure is fake."

"I understand. The above meaning is to let more people go to each region to maintain the order of the scene."

“……”

After sending a message, Lu Wen is out of control.

This body can have a good rest tonight.

……

No man's land.

The abandoned city stands on the edge of the dawn.

The first ray of morning light rose from the end of the earth, and Lu Wen saw the outline of the city.

Emptiness and dilapidation are always the theme of these ruins.

Crows carry steel supports to build nests in the collapsed science and Technology Museum. Withered and yellow vines climb up the concrete building. Twisted roots extend in the underground pipes. Spiders form webs in the rotten amusement park. Scarlet rust dances with the years.

Walking on the desolate road, every step can step out of romance and loneliness.

"These people arrived quite quickly."

Someone sat outside the city, painting for the dead giant.

Others stand on the cracked rocks and write poems for the desolation of reality.

In the distance came the sound of fried dough sticks.

Hawkers put up huge umbrellas around several roads into the city, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of soybean milk.

Those leaning buildings look very dangerous, like they will collapse at any time.

So the timid are all in the most outside business, but also have the courage to drive directly into the city.

This is a dead city without traffic control.

"Young man, two fried dough sticks. I have no strength to grab things when I'm hungry."

Lu Wen's body has no bracelet, with guns and tactical knives pinned to his waist. He is regarded as a normal human.

With a smile and a wave of his hand, he drove into town alone.

"The final location of the map circulated on the Internet is the museum in the center of the city, where everyone went."

There are people coming to the city after another.Advertising posters from 80 years ago are posted on the bus stops that have not yet collapsed in Shanghai.

There were rotten clothes hanging on the high buildings.

A lot of things seem to stay before the war. Time keeps their appearance, but with a touch, they will turn into dust and blend into the history that no one has written.

"Brother, alone? Would you like to form a team? "

Lu Wen is very slow.

He is carefully observing and recording the terrain around him.

Some people are in a hurry, worried that if they go late, they will have nothing left. Their speed is very fast, one by one surpassing Lu Wen.

Maybe Lu Wen was invited because he looked very powerful.

He smiles and shakes his head to show that he likes to act alone.

Gradually deeper, closer to the center of the city, the more lively.

Lu Wen saw the vehicles of the 13th regional executive board, as well as other regional executive boards, and even saw several familiar faces.

Wu Yu was sleeping on the co pilot of a certain vehicle. He must have come all night last night.

"The executive board occupies one side of the museum and the other side is Those gangs in District 16? "

Several familiar faces were also seen in the gang.

Lu Wen has been to the slums many times. When he is free, he likes to scan the pedestrians on the street. One tenth of the pedestrians are wanted. He has recorded many faces.

"The other side is actually bionic human organization."

These bionic people who hide in no man's land every day suddenly unite tacitly.

Several people's organizations, dozens of people's organizations, and there are still a steady stream of people coming.

There are a lot of players who lack arms and legs.

The rest are scattered treasure hunters.

There are also loyal fans of the book "Lost City", who want to see the biggest egg of the book with their own eyes.

The tension spread in the hot air.

It's early June.

The climate in no man's land is more extreme. Sandstorms are coming, and sometimes there are terrible saloon rolls whistling at the end of the sky.

The wind here is a knife. If you inhale a little bit, you can feel uncomfortable in your lungs for a long time.

So many people wear masks, or cover their faces with gauze.

"Look, it's going to take a while to fight."

The most Central Museum covers a large area and its appearance is rotten.

Dust in the wind is the most merciless carving knife.