I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Where are we? Why are we in this place?"

"You...why don't you think about who said it was better to go into that hole and try it."

Yuli said without thinking: "Is it Xiaoqian?"

"It's you."

"Hehe..." Youli laughed innocently and defended: "Well, isn't there an old saying? "If there is a hole, you can't wait to get into it" or something like that. "

"Does that really mean that?"

"In short - find the exit first, after all there is not much food left."

Xiao Qian sighed, stepped on the clutch and shifted the gear lever, and the crawler vehicle began to climb the sloping steps in front of him smoothly and powerfully.

"However, we may not be able to find food after we go out, and I don't know if we can meet other people. What will happen to us...I said-"

Behind her, Yuli has completely fallen into a deep sleep. Even tilts and bumps seem to have become her sleep aids. Maybe Xiaoqian's nagging is worse than those?

The car climbed up the stairs, and there was still a long and dark platform road ahead. Xiaoqian turned off the car and the lights dimmed completely.

"I'll sleep too..."

Climbing out of the driver's seat, Qianhu stretched hard, put away the sundries in the cargo box, pulled out a blanket to cover it, and huddled next to Yuli.

After the roar of the engine disappeared, the surroundings were eerily quiet, but just hearing the sound of Yuri sleeping soundly next to her made me feel at ease.

Gululu...

His hungry belly made a sound in protest, but apart from knowing that he was extremely hungry, Qianhu could only endure it for the time being.

It’s better to sleep first, I thought.

If you fall asleep, you might be able to get over it for a while longer. Such an unbearable feeling, with your whole body so weak and limp, seems to be easier to get over.

Wrapping the blanket tightly, Qianhu squeezed Yuri hard again. After all, the temperature around her was only slightly higher than hers, and then closed her eyes.

In the dark steel jungle, only the steady breathing of the two girls echoed.

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"Hmm... It seems we have reached the exit?" Cheng Rang's vision came from the light from the distant exit, and he put his hand on his brow and looked into the distance.

The terrain here is very complex, with steel frames supporting steel plates, and many dark roads without railings. If you make the wrong move, you will fall.

Cheng Rang couldn't even be curious about what would happen if he fell into the dark jungle of pipes and steel frames below, and what he would see.

Anyway, even if you go down, there won't be anything, and you might have to spend some effort to jump back.

Instructing Christian to speed up, the two of them quickly arrived not far from the exit, stepped onto the steps, and after taking steps outside, bright light shone brightly, making Cheng Rang subconsciously squint his eyes.

The best time to see the sky is probably in the afternoon, close to dusk. The road ahead is a dilapidated elevated railway. However, even if it is dilapidated, the width of this bridge is not too low. At least it is more than enough to support two people walking, and even a car will not be a problem.

"Really, there is no one..."

The sight range of God's Righteous Eye has been stretched to the limit. Until it is blocked by the steel curtain in the distance, no trace of animals or even plants can be seen when scanning.

The ground is completely covered with scrap metal, just like the wreckage after the war. The Lucia continent where Rick and the others are located is a place where humans can only live in a corner, a desperate place of death during war.

Then this place can be regarded as a place of nothingness after the war, where everything returned to deathly silence.

"At least there's no one around... I don't want to rush if I look any further." Cheng Rang closed the God's Prosthetic Eye and decided to just focus on the road in front of him, so that he would have the motivation to go on.

It’s like you can see all of life at a glance. What else can you look forward to in the future?

"But we're more or less out of the way... Let's find a place to eat something." Cheng Rang suggested, "Looking at it like this, it's almost getting dark, and you can still see even without lighting... But it's still going to be dark as it gets dark. Now, do you need to sleep?"

"If I have to keep traveling, it doesn't matter if I don't rest."

"Then it's better to take a rest. After all, there's no place to go, right? There's not even a blade of grass in the surrounding hundreds of kilometers, let alone players."

Christian nodded, "It's up to me, you are the captain."

Cheng Rang scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "So is this the meaning of my existence as captain?"

Walking along the steel bridge, the two found a hidden corner of the ruins, and Cheng Rang once again began to perform his traditional fishing skill.

"...You must take out the rice cooker from your pocket when you can obviously take it out directly?"

"Let's have curry rice tonight!" Cheng Rang ignored Christian's rare complaint and took out the stove and pot with great interest.

"Isn't there a finished product?"

"The rice is ready." Cheng Rang replied while continuing to take out the cutting board and ingredients. "It's boring anyway, so cooking by yourself is fun."

Cheng Rang handed two carrots to Christian and motioned for him to help cut them.

The light flashed, and in less than a second, the carrots turned into neat squares and scattered on the chopping board.

"Cut it with a knife!"

"This is obviously more efficient."

"Do you know what it means to enjoy a boring life?"

As Cheng Rang spoke, he stuffed another potato into Christian's hand, and handed over a kitchen knife along with the potato.

"..."

"Don't stand there, peel it off."

Seeing that Christian didn't take the kitchen knife but looked like he was about to cast a spell, Cheng Rang immediately put the kitchen knife into his hand to interrupt the spell.

"Use this! Don't tell me that you have lived for seventy or eighty years and you can't even cook."

"Can I say that I'm tired of doing it? Using spell assistance is obviously more refreshing."

Cheng Rang paused for a moment, and after thinking about it from his perspective, he reluctantly agreed with Chris' statement.

"Okay, that's up to you..."

Afterwards, the two of them worked together to make a fragrant curry and ate it with steaming white rice.

"Sure enough, my skills haven't declined, which is really good."

"There's obviously nothing there except curry cubes, right?"

"The food you cook by yourself should taste better. Don't you even understand this?"

Christian said: "Compared with this, I would rather eat the food cooked by my lover again."

Cheng Rang sat next to Christian with understanding and patted him on the shoulder.

"Me too. If I have the chance, I would also like to eat another meal cooked by my mother..."

Christian looked at Cheng Rang, who had a sigh on his face, and said slowly: "For this, work hard."

Cheng Rang looked at the sunset gradually disappearing on the horizon in the distance, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

"yes……"

Let's work together.

Chapter 3 Starry Sky

Chapter 1192 Chapter 3 Starry Sky

Cheng asked the team and two of them to rest until nightfall after finishing their meal. I found that the starry sky here is much brighter than other places, and I can still travel even if there is no light source. So decided to move on.

Cheng Rang still has some vague memories about this.

The world of the TV series of the same name that I have watched before. The setting is indeed the end of the world, and there are probably only two protagonists left.

However, even after regaining his memory, Cheng Rang, who originally had no memory of this series, only knew that the protagonists who were still alive and traveling in this world were two girls driving tracked motorcycles.

As far as the eye can see, it is a tomb of steel, reflecting the brilliance of the white snow above under the bright starlight. In such a big world, it is not easy to meet them at this speed.

Similarly, if you want to meet other players, you need the support of such an illusory thing as "luck".

But Cheng Rang was not so confident in his luck.

Two long sets of footprints were left on the snow, extending all the way to the back of the two figures in front of the horizon.

Cheng Rang turned around and said, "Chris, how's your luck?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"There is no one in such a big place. To find five other players, what else can we rely on besides luck?"

Chris thought for a moment and then answered: "Maybe we can try to cause some movement..."

He paused for a moment and then corrected: "——Big noise."

A simple inspection can tell that the city-state structure of this world is still very intact. Although humans and other animals and plants have reached the point of almost extinction, many infrastructures are still able to operate on their own.

It is probably the thousand-year foundation of the rapid development of science and technology that can still be preserved after experiencing decline for various reasons.

There are many areas divided from the lower level to the upper level, connected by huge pillars.

"If the pillars in several nearby areas can be destroyed, the huge man-made noise should be enough to attract the attention of other players. At least it can be transmitted far. Even if it cannot be discovered immediately, if someone comes over later, they will understand the traces of such a large damage. It must have been caused by the players.”

"Do you mean you want us to be destructive maniacs and make a scene here?" Cheng Rang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Simple understanding, that's it."

Cheng Rang waved his hand and said: "The method is very reliable, but it is rejected."

"……reason?"

"Maybe there are still people alive nearby."

"You mean the indigenous people of the world? How is that possible?"

"You must have never seen this, Chris." Cheng Rang folded his arms and said matter-of-factly: "Human beings in this world are not completely extinct yet, there are at least two of them. Although they are traveling with despair as friends, If they move aimlessly, they will come to an end sooner or later, but I still believe that they are still alive somewhere in this world."

"Don't you want to kill the last hope of mankind here?" Chris looked into Cheng Rang's eyes, and then said: "I don't care, we have plenty of time anyway, there is no need to rush these days - at least we won't starve to death."

"Yes, we have so much time..."

Cheng Rang then changed the topic and planned to learn more about Christian's fighting style.

"I've never asked, why did you choose the sickle as a weapon?"

"Due to professional advantages, the Lord of Cursed Killing can use a scythe and has many weapon proficiency attribute bonuses."

"What about fighting methods?"

"Keep it secret."

"I'm the captain!?"

Christian glanced down at Cheng Rang, "Team members have the right to keep their own secrets. Besides, you can probably tell by the professional name... My fighting style is not something that can be seen in the light."

"Could it be that he drew a circle and cursed the other person?"

"..."

Christian was strangely silent for a moment, but he didn't seem to mean to refute, "If you want to understand it that way, there's no problem."

"Hey~~ It's really curious."

"But most of the time, the problem can be solved by relying on the physical abilities of the Blood Realm Familiar and fighting with physical attacks."

"What is this, trying to save your respect?"

"Please say some words that people can understand."

"Hey! (\u003eω )"

"..."

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Qianhu had a dream, in which she recalled the day when she and Yuri were forced to leave her grandfather.

Under the dim sky, people were running and shouting urgently. At the end of the road that was gradually moving away, Grandpa's thin figure seemed to be blown down by the gust of wind, but he remained stubbornly upright and waved goodbye to himself.

This separation seems to last forever.

The smell of gunpowder smoke makes it hard to breathe. The explosions of shells landing in the distance and the series of gunshots form the prelude to human despair. When everything enters the eternal night, everything will cease to exist and everything will return to dust. This is engraved on this A devastated land.

Life is coming to an end, turning into bones and dust and being built into cold, rusty steel, including myself...

By then, the smell of rust may really be like their flowing blood, lingering in the oppressive air that will never dissipate.