Chapter 1109 The Paradise of Dreams, Beyond the Huge Wall!

"What a bunch of mole men with eyes on the top of their heads. If we have any other choice, we don't want to go back to this disgusting place, ugh!"

Just as Tang En was sitting in the office eating, a group of wanderers who walked out of the new city with the "Rehu Map" couldn't help but spit at the towering wall behind them.

It's a bit incredible to say, that place is clearly a place they dared not enter in their dreams before.

Not only is it full of the warm atmosphere of civilization, but it also has inexhaustible resources.

But now, everything has changed.

It took less than half a year for them to clearly realize the hypocrisy of the mole men.

Or let them recognize the invisible "shackles" on their heads.

Yes.

I became a resident of the shelter, but so what?

The shelter just replaced the three words "wanderer" with the four words "resident of the new city", which is still discriminatory in nature.

"If we can't find that scattered tribe, won't we come back?"

A wanderer walked in the team, looking a little worried.

As the best of the new city residents.

Staying in the Qinggang shelter, they can at least maintain a normal life for half a month with their previous accumulation.

But if they go out of the shelter, the temporary coins engraved with Edmund's head can't buy a bird feather.

"What can we do? Our coins can't buy anything except wine."

Touching the cold metal coins in his pocket, a person at the back of the team took over.

There is no free trade in Qinggang New City.

Although they have received currency, this thing can only be used at a fixed time every day.

For example, at breakfast time, handing in a coin can get a meal that can only make you half full at the relief point.

At lunch and dinner, handing in two coins can exchange for a slightly larger portion of food.

Want to exchange more, nominally prohibited, but in practice basically cannot be restricted.

Many people exchanged for one themselves, and then asked those who couldn't afford breakfast to help exchange for one, and finally gave a little insignificant reward.

But no one expected that the people who set up this set of rules had already anticipated this.

When winter came, a special supervision rule came into being.

Because of the shortage of supplies, each meal can only be set up according to 70% of the number of vagrants.

Excluding some people who really have no money to eat, as long as someone exchanges one more meal, another person will go hungry.

In addition, if someone reports this behavior, they can get a free meal.

And the violator needs to pay five times the price of this food to avoid additional punishment.

With two approaches, the original secret behavior instantly became unworkable.

And this also led to the fact that this group of escaped vagrants still had a lot of coins in their hands, but they could not exchange them for any supplies.

As for selling them at a discount?

Some people have this idea, but the illusory wandering tribe is really too far away.

Before they are sure that the other party is really willing to accept them and help them through this difficult winter.

These coins are their only assets.

"Stop talking, we will definitely survive, as long as that damned Gandalf is not lying.

The tall man in the lead cursed in a low voice, but his eyes were still fixed on the dark city ruins in front of him, guarding against the radioactive beasts that might jump out from a corner at any time.

His name is Trek, not a wanderer, but a lucky man who survived the previous siege.

As a predator who is born unwilling to succumb to fate.

Continue to hide in the shelter of Sunny Harbor until the coins in his hand are used up, and then be forced to walk out of the giant wall helplessly.

This is not a decision that any normal person would make.

So when he heard Gandalf's words in the tavern , he immediately decided to go and check it out, no matter if it was true or not.

If it was false, it didn't matter.

According to the markings on the map, it would take at most two hours to walk from the giant wall to the distribution point.

This distance was not even enough for him to go out and stake out once at night.

If it was true, then go and try.

He was very interested in the terms such as "work must be paid" and "free trade" mentioned by Gandalf.

The reason why he followed those plunderers to attack the giant wall of Sunny Harbor was because he didn't want to live a life without dignity and be cheated like a fool.

He wanted to live.

With his own hands or fists!

"Be careful. "

A cunning mutant hyena jumped out from the corner, trying to attack the team's obviously distracted person at the back.

Trek exclaimed, alerting those who were already highly nervous.

But by the time those distracted people reacted, the hyena had already pounced on them.

The two unlucky guys rolled on the ground, only to have their skin scratched by the sharp claws.

But the remaining man was not so lucky, and was bitten directly on the thigh by the sharp teeth, and let out a scream.

"How dare you, beast!"

Trek's eyes were wide open, and he took out the wooden spear on his back without thinking and stabbed the hyena.

But who would have thought that this beast was just like a spirit, and actually let go and ran away before the spear arrived.

Haha.

The low breathing sound came from the hyena's mouth, as if it was tasting the flesh and blood it had just bitten off.

If it were the past, it would never let go just now, and would not stop until it bit off a piece of meat.

However, since my head is no longer so chaotic.

It's not in a hurry.

Looking at the group of wanderers in front of him, the hyena knew very well their attitude towards the injured.

"Can I still leave?"

Trek looked down and frowned.

The two people whose skin was scratched were okay. It was freezing cold, so they were not afraid of their wounds worsening in a short period of time.

As long as the follow-up disinfection is carried out in time, there will basically be no major problems.

But the person who was bitten on the thigh was in dire straits. The blood holes punctured by the four fangs could not stop the blood from oozing out.

If you look closer, you can even faintly see the bones.

"Let me go!"

The stinging pain on his thigh was temporarily relieved by the secretion of adrenaline, and the unfortunate man quickly took Trek's hand and begged.

He regretted walking out of that safe giant wall.

But now, regret is of no use.

As a wanderer, he knew all too well what would happen if he suffered such an injury.

Being abandoned can only be said to be a certainty.

It was at least half an hour away from the distribution point, and no one would be willing to protect a tow truck in the dangerous ruins of the city.

The only thing he could do was to plead with the other party not to regard him as 'prey' and to give him the last chance to survive.

"How many coins do you have?"

An unshaven homeless man came over, his eyes full of aggression.

"Twenty-one, I, I will give them all to you."

"Oh, this is not the case"

"That's enough!" Trek interrupted the bearded man and glanced at the others coldly.

"I'll take five and you divide the rest. Is there any problem?"

Counting the unlucky guy, there were nine people in the team.

Sixteen coins were divided among seven people, which was obviously not enough for everyone to get the same amount.

But no one had any objections to Trek's arrangement.

Without him, what matters in the homeless community is that the strong is king.

In their eyes, it is natural for Trek, who is physically strong and powerful, to get a share and have the right to speak.

"May I have your name?"

"Thank you for your kindness. My name is Yan, Ayan, thank you!"

The wanderer with an oriental face ignored the pain and quickly turned over and lay on the ground, banging his head and kowtowing.

Although he may not survive, at least he doesn't have to die immediately.

"Ah."

"Take your coins and I will bring the news to that distribution center. As for whether they will save you."

"Forget it, you'd better not get your hopes up."

Pouting in the direction of the giant wall, Trek thought for a while and took off a small wooden dagger from his leg.

"Take it, if it doesn't kill him, you know what I mean."

It is difficult for a predator to abandon his companions.

Killing the cunning hyena won't be a big problem for Trek either.

But he would not waste his energy chasing this beast for a stranger, thereby attracting more radioactive beasts from the darkness to rush out.

Giving the other party a dagger to kill himself with, and taking the news to a possible distribution point, is already the ultimate act of benevolence.

"Thank you, thank you."

Ayan trembled all over and took the dagger.

The others quickly divided up the coins he handed over, and after a simple search, they set off towards the distribution point.

In less than three minutes, the ruins, which were still warm just now, immediately turned cold.

The cold wind howled.

The attacking hyena seemed to have expected this scene, and there was even a trace of ridicule on the dog's face.

See, this is what humans are.

As long as there is no interest relationship, they will decisively abandon their companions.

"Come on, beast, come on!"

"Grandpa is here. If you have the ability, come up. Either you die or I die today!"

Looking at Yan who was roaring with his back against the concrete pile, the sarcastic look on the hyena's face became even stronger.

There are not many radioactive beasts near the ruins. Most of them have fled to the south due to the previous attacks by the Qinggang Army.

So it is not afraid that Ayan's roar will attract other predators to snatch it.

The trapped beast still fights.

How to easily capture the opponent without paying the price is what it wants to do.

Bark.

Scream louder.

The effects of blood loss, the fading courage, and the ravages of hypothermia.

I believe that in less than an hour, Yan, who is still shouting loudly, will be lying on the ground like a dead body.

"Animals pure animals"

After confirming that the hyena would not pounce, a look of despair began to appear on Ayan's face.

He wanted to get up and walk step by step back to the back of the giant wall, back to the warm room, back to the tavern filled with alcohol.

But an hour and a half of walking, according to the wounds on my legs now.

Unless a miracle happens, there is absolutely no chance.

If only I hadn't listened to that damn Adolf's nonsense!

Ayan thought desperately and began to subconsciously blame himself for running out without thinking.

Obviously twenty-one coins were enough for him to live stably behind the giant wall for half a month.

What if we can survive until winter is over?

Will there be new jobs in Qinggang Shelter after spring, so that he can make money and survive as before?

"I'll fight you!!"

The more I think about it, the angrier it becomes, especially when I hallucinate and see the hyena's head as Adolf.

Ayan could no longer hold back his anger, and he roared and left the bunker, dragging his broken leg and rushing forward.

Every muscle in his body was mobilized by anger, and he rushed forward like a crazy heavy truck without reason.

Unfortunately, the hyena had no intention of fighting at all.

It didn't even think of fighting.

With just a nimble leap, it jumped from where it had just stood to the side.

In order to mock Ayan, it even jumped lightly and landed on the place where he had just stayed, lowered its head and licked the blood left on the ground.

The intention of teasing was beyond words.

Huh, huh.

Despair?

Seeing the hyena's reaction, Ayan panted and collapsed on the ground, and the dagger in his hand loosened.

Being teased by a radioactive beast is really hard to believe.

But all this really happened.

Since the strange changes in the world, this kind of weird thing is no longer a new thing.

Even guns and cannons will become scrap metal, so what big news is it that the radiation beast has some intelligence?

Even if he is stupid, he clearly realized at this moment that the hyena in front of him fully understood his thoughts!

And he may have anticipated all his counterattacks.

"Let me go, can I give you, I can bring you more food from behind the giant wall."

A Yan suddenly spoke up and tried to trade with the hyena.

He really had no other choice but to hope for such a whimsical thing.

But this level of communication is really a bit difficult for the hyena.

Its little head is not only unable to accept human language, but also has a big problem to figure out how to survive better.

Not knowing what A Yan was saying, the hyena squatted quietly in place.

Waiting, waiting for a full meal to come.

It can feel that time seems to be getting closer and closer.

The despair in A Yan has overflowed, even a creature of a different species can feel it.

In less than ten minutes, he lay on the ground without a sound.

Give up?

Seeing that the only dagger that could be used as a weapon was also thrown aside, the hyena laughed.

However, it did not rush to pounce, but waited patiently for about half an hour.

After confirming that Ah Yan was silent again.

The hyena jumped forward nimbly, trying to tear a piece of meat from the plump prey in front of it.

Facts have proved that it did succeed.

It was still the left leg that was placed outside, and it was still the wound before.

The sharp teeth pierced into the skin, and the hot blood spurted out from the tear, splashing all over the ground.

According to past experience, it only needs to pull back gently to pull off a large piece of flesh and blood.

But just when it wanted to do this.

Whoosh!

A sharp wind sounded, and Ah Yan, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, holding a piece of concrete fragment in his hand, and smashed it hard on the hyena's fragile throat.

A stream of blood spurted out, but this time it burst out from the hyena's neck!

"You beast, you dare to eat me!"

Ayan smashed the hyena's body again and again, pretending to be crazy.

The sharp parts of the fragments kept piercing into the hyena's body, cutting out huge wounds.

I don't know how many times he smashed it, until the last bit of strength in his body disappeared, Ayan stopped.

I don't know when, the hyena's tightly clenched mouth had twisted and its neck had turned a circle.

Ayan saw a trace of fear on its face.

"Hehe, I've had enough!"

Thinking of Adolf's words, Ayan laughed silently and lay on the ground weakly.

The past life began to appear like a revolving lantern.

From a difficult birth to growing up in hardship.

From searching for food in the sewers and surviving a life-threatening situation to fighting with people for a little bit of supplies and getting bloody.

It seems that there is no time worth remembering, and no one worth thanking.

Before dying, Ayan couldn't even imagine a person worth remembering in his mind.

Parents?

Long before he was born and could not remember anything, he left this miserable world one step ahead.

Friend?

Wanderers don’t have any friends. Two people who were good friends a moment ago may fight over a piece of black bread.

Maybe Trick is one?

At least he gave himself a chance to die together.

Ah Yan’s mind began to be confused and his vision began to blur.

Indistinctly, the rough face of ‘Trick’ seemed to appear in the distance, and several figures whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it weakly, then fell down and fell into the ruins.

Just like that, it’s better to die!