Fortress of Ten Thousand Races in the Badlands of the World

Chapter 1 The boy who survives the disaster

hot, extremely hot...

The sun in the sky seems to cover half of the sky with the naked eye, releasing endless heat unscrupulously.There was no grass growing on the ground illuminated by the sun, and cracks appeared on the dry ground, and after a certain distance, there would be a bottomless trench with different gaps.

There were a few broken or bent steel bars sporadically inserted on the ground, as well as bricks and stones that were not completely covered by sand.

Sheng Ziyou was lying on the edge of the ditch created by the ground fissure, his upper body struggling to reach into the crack. Under the high temperature, sweat dripped from Sheng Ziyou's forehead along his cheeks and finally on the tip of his nose.

The third month and four days of the coming of the bad land.

Badlands is that in the Feiling Continent, with the rapid development of science and technology, the ecological environment has been severely damaged.Coupled with the devastating disaster caused by the strong imbalance of elemental energy.People think that this land has infinite malice towards human beings, so it is called Bad Land.

For four whole days, he waited for this day - high temperature.Because only in this kind of weather can you pick the grass of the flame spirit - ten plants of the grass of the flame spirit can be exchanged for one sanctuary contribution point.In the past few days, there were either earthquakes, thunderstorms, or severe cold.These disastrous weather conditions are not suitable for picking Fire Spirit Grass.One of the reasons is that the grass of the Flame Spirit grows in the cracks in the ground caused by earthquakes. In the case of heavy rains and earthquakes, it is easy to become unstable. You must know that under the cracks in the ground, there is endless magma.

Picking in severe cold will directly affect the effect of the flame spirit grass.Grass of Flame Spirit is one of the core main materials of Apocalypse Potion.If the fineness is less than [-]%, it is not counted.

Sheng Ziyou, who had been in the high temperature environment for more than an hour, was already flushed.The bean-sized beads of sweat dripped drop by drop into the bottomless abyss that cracked in the ground.

Only one left!

Sheng Ziyou has picked 14 plants, and there is only one left before he can go back.

Why 15 plants? Because there are still five plants that have to pay "tax" and be handed over to the director of the Mazi Sanctuary: Mazi.

In order for his younger brother Sheng Zixia to enter the Yiren Academy under the Truth Group, Sheng Ziyou bought an interview spot from Fortress No. [-], and this spot is from Mazi Sanctuary.

But it's not enough just to have an interview quota, you also need to be a different person.

Only one contribution point can get a chance to take the apocalypse potion to enlighten the spirit.

After the arrival of the Badlands, two weeks of frequent and continuous earthquakes have shattered the modern urban civilization; followed by random extreme weather.

Shuilanxing turned into a hell on earth. In just three months, the population was less than half of its original size.

During this period, before the Era of Bad Earth, the truth of a huge business group that monopolizes the entire planet hidden behind the scenes surfaced. From behind the scenes to the front stage, 81 giant fortresses were built all over the world at an extremely fast speed, barely keeping half of the human race. vitality.

At the same time, human beings awakened from the disaster and gradually discovered the power beyond ordinary people.This is the stranger.

Only by becoming a foreigner can we escape from the identity of slaves and pioneers.

This is all the information Sheng Ziyou has learned, and it is also the purpose of his coming out to cultivate wasteland.

But at this time, Sheng Ziyou's consciousness was a little fuzzy. The continuous high temperature on the surface, even wearing a simple summer light coat, was not enough for him to persist in the high temperature of more than 80 degrees for two hours.

"It's a bit of a shame!"

Originally it wouldn't take such a long time. According to Sheng Ziyou's estimation, including the distance, the task would only take an hour to complete. Who knows, only a few plants were picked before the noose fell off.The next ones can only pick those flame spirit grasses that are closer to the cracks.

Sheng Ziyou stretched out his hand into the crack as hard as possible, trying to reach the fiery red Flame Spirit Grass growing on one side of the crack.

But at this time, Sheng Ziyou's body was weak, his lips were dry, his body's moisture decreased rapidly, his consciousness had basically lost, and he relied on the last ounce of instinct to pluck this flaming spirit grass.

Beng's straight arm was dry and cracked due to lack of moisture, and the large bottle of mineral water he brought had long been exhausted.

"I...don't...want...to die...ah."

Finally, when his fingers touched a little bit of the root of the Flame Spirit Grass, Sheng Ziyou's last trace of consciousness fell into darkness.

On the dry land full of trauma, apart from Sheng Ziyou, there are many pioneers like him on the edge of the crack not far away. They may have just come out of the refuge, and they are not as embarrassed as Sheng Ziyou looks. , after noticing the movement on Sheng Ziyou's side, he looked up, his eyes were not moved at all, and then indifferently got busy on his own.

Here, human life is the least valuable.

What no one noticed was that after Sheng Ziyou fell into a coma, the Flame Spirit Grass slowly turned into dots, and dissipated in Sheng Ziyou's body along Sheng Ziyou's hand that touched the Flame Spirit Grass.

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Lancer and Tamer rode on the mineral-powered locomotive that had been eliminated by modern technology, and there was a roar.

On the endless wasteland, the sky is filled with dust.

On the edge of the cracks that pop up from time to time, there are always "people" lying there.

Like a walking dead.

What he did was nothing more than reclaiming wasteland in the boundless wasteland just like Sheng Ziyou did.

Use fresh lives to explore more possibilities, such as the natural awakening, such as picking up some high-tech products before the catastrophe covered by dust.

Lanser and Tamer are ordinary alien couples in Mazi Sanctuary. It is said that they only have basic abilities. They could have applied to the headquarters of the Truth Group to join the sanctuary through their alien identities.Since then, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I have crossed classes.

But they didn't, and they were called "double fools in the bad land" in the alien circle.

Not only that, but they have been helping the bottom people, and have always claimed that they are just ordinary people.

But at the beginning, in the eyes of ordinary people, they were still aliens, hypocritical aliens.As time goes by, the two of them still do what they say.

As an ordinary person awakened from the bottom, he always tries to repay the world with greater kindness.

Now, for instance, they regularly travel to the wastelands to save the dying on their only asset, a mineral-powered locomotive they found in a pre-Catastrophe vehicle museum.

Lonely reclamation people on the wasteland, attracted by the roar of their locomotives, looked up at their locomotives rolling up dust and leaving.

But still no one spoke, because this hot weather would last for about an hour, and one more word would mean losing a little more water.

"Tam! Look, that child is lying there without moving!" Lancer, who was sitting on the back of the motorcycle, looked around, trying to find those poor people who were exhausted and dying in the high temperature environment.

Fortunately, the poor Sheng Ziyou was discovered by them.

Upon hearing this, Tam immediately adjusted his direction and drove towards the edge of the crack where Sheng Ziyou fell.

"What a lucky boy." An old land reclamation man near Sheng Ziyou saw Lancer and the others approaching, raised his head and muttered.

The strong high temperature in the wasteland made the skins of Lancer and Tamer also have a strange red color, but it may be because of the aliens, and the condition is obviously much better than that of the pioneers.

After the locomotive stopped, Lancer jumped out of the car and pulled the travel bag off the car.

He walked to Sheng Ziyou, turned over, and helped him up. When he saw Sheng Ziyou's appearance, he said:
"This is still a Xia clan boy!"

"Oh, Xia Clan? That black-haired, black-eyed Xia Clan with heredity like a bug?" Tam handed Lanser the normal-temperature kettle on the car.

"Give him some water, he should be dehydrated."

Lanse gave Sheng Ziyou a few sips of water, and seeing that he didn't get better, he carried him to the locomotive.

"Go, go back to the shelter!"

"Don't look any more?"

"This child may be dying, and he needs to return to the shelter immediately to cool down."

"Okay, help me up."

There was another more intense roar, and the locomotive carried the three of them, galloping away under the illumination of the huge sun in the sky.

(End of this chapter)