Rescue the Desperate Girl from the Death Hall

Maybe Meiya was having a nightmare, screaming in terror all the time, and the rabbit was thrown on Jiang Chun's face.

Holding the rabbit and getting up slowly, Jiang Chun watched Meiya making noises quietly, and the voice gradually weakened after a few minutes.

Yawning, Jiang Chun put the rabbit into Meiya's arms.

Meiya didn't pick up the rabbit, but grabbed Jiang Chun's hand instead!

Jiang Chun's face darkened, and he tried to withdraw his hand, but Meiya held on firmly.

"Okay, it's over."

Jiang Chunsheng reluctantly moved the quilts on the ground and piled them together, sat on the soft quilts, and fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed.

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In the early morning, Meiya, who had reacted, covered her mouth and tried not to make a sound, so as not to wake Jiang Chun up.

"Hmm~ Chunjun is a very reliable person, something must have happened in the nightmare last night..."

Miya muttered to herself, feeling extremely ashamed at the same time.

"What would Chun-kun think of me..."

Get up quietly and change your clothes, then go downstairs to prepare breakfast.

"Ha~~, where's Meiya?"

Twisting his stiff neck, Jiang Chun looked at the empty bed and rushed downstairs.

Seeing Meiya in the kitchen, Jiang Chun heaved a sigh of relief, pulled out the chair and sat down directly.

Eating a delicious love breakfast, Jiang Chun glanced at the girl opposite, and after thinking about it, he decided not to say much.

"Meiya should stay well today, I'm going to the city to have a look, and Meiya should be careful here."

After wiping his mouth with a paper towel, Jiang Chun took out snacks, bread, canned food and water from the space.

Bread and canned food are in the food package. Three cubes of food are piled up in the space. They are all food without any brand logo, but it is produced by the system, so it is definitely impossible to eat it.

"I may come back later. Maya can come to the kitchen if she's hungry, but she must be careful, or just stay in the room for a day. After I leave, Maya must remember to carry a weapon with her, and don't be afraid of wasting ammunition in case of danger."

The voice paused, Jiang Chun touched his chin, and took out a bottle of HP (small) from the space.

"If you are injured by a superior race, drink it, and the wound will heal quickly."

Meiya held the transparent glass bottle, looked at the red liquid inside, and was very surprised.

Chunjun is really incomprehensible, there are such magical items, she knows Jiang Chun very well, I believe Jiang Chun will never lie to her in this way.

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Going straight along the road, Jiang Chun got into the woods after half the distance.

It was getting closer and closer to the small town, but there was no sound coming from the city, not even a cry for help or a scream.

Jiang Chun quickened his pace a little, hoping that the situation would not be so bad.If there are heavy casualties in the city in just a few days, the follow-up plan will be very difficult to carry out, and the more people are dragged back, the fewer and fewer humans will be delayed.

There are people who have the hope of resistance.

Unless he adds one or two thousand to his full attributes, he will only be able to survive.

Leaving the forest and coming to the open road, looking at the silent front, Jiang Chun thought for a while and decided not to open 【Weakening Existence】for the time being.

According to Meiya's description, the number of high-ranking races in this city should not exceed one thousand.

Moreover, the upper races seldom gather in large numbers, and are basically small circles composed of a few people.

Speeding up his pace and trotting all the way, tall buildings soon appeared in his sight.

Standing on the street outside the city, looking at the ruins in front of him, Jiang Chun clenched his fists.

On the sidewalk, the trunks of the green trees along the street, too many places are covered with blood stains.

There are even certain unidentified substances and liquids.

After turning on the skills, Jiang Chun looked around for places where there might be survivors according to the map in Meiya's mobile phone.

Suddenly, a rancid smell mixed with the smell of blood entered the nostrils. Jiang Chun's face changed, and he stopped immediately and walked in the direction of the smell.

It was a small convenience store. From the outside, one could see a decomposed corpse by the window, and a man with long yellow hair stood inside.

He held a long and thin thing in his hand, and he slowly cleaned out the internal substance, and then swallowed the remaining long threads into his stomach like sucking noodles.

"Damn it, is it corrosion?"

If the corpse by the window was made by that man, then he must have the ability to corrode.

Once caught in the trick, the consequences will be disastrous!

Chapter 12: Traces of Survivors

Slip quietly to a tree outside the gate and observe more carefully.

On the table at the man's feet was a corpse with a rotten head, but the skin on the body was intact. Judging from the skin and figure, she must have been a beautiful woman during her lifetime.

After carefully observing around, he found that there was no living person in the store. Jiang Chun resisted the urge to make a move, left the scene, and walked towards the original route.

The purpose this time is to save people, fighting for hatred will only get you into trouble!

The space in the store is also very narrow, and you can't use a sword. If you can't drop a sword for a second, you have to wait for death. Corrosion is not something your skin can resist.

As for firearms, Jiang Chun had completely given up on it.

According to his speculation, each upper race has its own area of ​​action, and at the same time, small circles may gather.

One shot down, I'm afraid it won't be long before 1V5 or even more!

After traveling nearly two kilometers, Jiang Chun came to the first destination, a large residential area.

The residential area has more than 30 high-rise buildings with a population of nearly [-] households. Although the disaster broke out during the day, there should still be many people in the residential area that day.

The more people there are, the greater the chance of finding survivors

Of course, it's only for now.

As time goes by, the survivors who are hiding will run out of food and water and have to come out to find supplies.

However, going out is a narrow escape, and whether you can survive depends on luck.

To be honest, according to the game, humans can survive for nearly 20 years, probably because the upper races don't want to eat them up early.

If it is just a simple extinction of human beings, more than [-]% of them can be wiped out in about one year.

Unless you hide in the deep mountains and old forests, everything else is a dead end!

The railing at the gatekeeper's office in the residential area was destroyed into a pile of twisted waste, and a large hole was smashed into the window and gate of the security room, and there were clotted blood on the sharp glass residue.

Blood!Dried blood everywhere!

The deeper you go, the blood, the disgusting smell, the extremely oppressive silence, a series of pressures constantly challenge Jiang Chun's endurance limit.

A small fountain in the residential area no longer sprays water, and limbs are strung together in twos and threes on the spout.

A steel pipe is inserted into the nozzle in the center. If you look up along the steel pipe, you can see the obvious one—the head.

With messy long blue hair and severely distorted facial features, Jiang Chun doesn't even know how to describe the pain she suffered during her lifetime.

Suppressing the overwhelming discomfort in his stomach, he covered his mouth with one hand, and swung the sword with the other hand, cutting off the steel pipe in the middle.

Holding half of the steel pipe with one hand, Jiang Chun moved it under a big tree, dug a small hole and buried it on the spot.

Pain, anger, and a variety of negative emotions are intertwined, like a volcano that will erupt at any time!

"Is this the end of the world?"

Some bones and minced meat can be seen almost every ten meters or so. Three or two big-headed flies are startled by his footsteps, and the buzzing sound is very annoying.

Entering the residential building, searching all the way, but the door of each floor has become a pile of waste, and the wreckage is scattered everywhere.

I entered a well-decorated room. As soon as I entered the door, I saw several holes in the leather sofa and was thrown next to the refrigerator, and the refrigerator was also dilapidated.

There are also cabinets, desks and other wreckage piled up in a pile.

Presumably the family moved a lot of heavy objects to block the gate, but it was useless in front of the upper race.

"Is it a pure thought force impact? Or is it powerful?"

There was no fire, ice, or corrosion damage on the wreckage, it was purely physical damage.

Jiang Chun picked up a piece of broken wood and threw it aside with some headaches after observing it.

There are too many abilities of the upper races. Although each upper race has a field of expertise, no one knows what abilities they have.

The previous fire, ice, and corrosion when he first entered the city, and the current shock of suspected thoughts are really endless.

What he is most afraid of is the ability of the time and space system. The upper races appear out of thin air. If they say that they do not have the ability of the time and space system, it is absolutely self-deception.

Space is respect, time is king!

The kitchen was a mess, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables were scattered on the ground after being bitten.

A little deeper, the innermost bedroom door and the main door are treated equally, and there is no blood on the floor.

Only one body with a crushed neck leaned against the wall.

Alas, Jiang Chun has become a little numb to these things.

Continuous stimuli either drive people crazy or numb them.

I have seen too many deaths in just a few days, and it is only people like him who have been around the Internet, who have been impacted by various mental pollution, novelty-hunting brainwashing, or some special professions can barely resist.

But more rely on the help of the blood sword, because the Internet and reality are always completely different feelings.

After nearly two hours of searching, more than half of the entire residential area was turned over, but there was no trace of any survivors.

He checked the places where people could hide easily in the room, the cabinets, the bottom of the bed, etc., and there were bloodstains or traces of struggle in some places, but most of the rooms looked more like the upper race smashed the furniture to satisfy the desire for destruction. rotten.

"Is it an organized transfer?"

"But where can it be hidden?"

Jiang Chun leaned on a chair in a room on the third floor, and the three-hour [Weakened Existence] made him exhausted, that is, the physical strength he ordered before ten o'clock, and his physical strength was greatly strengthened, which lasted for so long.

After rubbing his swollen and sore temples, Jiang Chun took out a little water and food from the space and chewed slowly.

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was almost noon.