Chapter 738 This World Is Empty

Another three weeks passed in the blink of an eye.

"Tomorrow will be the second impact." Röntgen stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the busy crowd below.

In the end, she did not choose to leave the guys who had followed her to escape, and she also told everyone in Hope City about the apostles' second attack.

Hope City is a large camp established by survivors who escaped from New York City a few weeks ago.

However, calling it a city is indeed too flattering. Hope City is essentially just a chaotic gathering place with no running water, no electricity supply, no communication network, and no well-established sewers. In terms of infrastructure, it is even worse than in the countryside. Not as good as.

Modern people who enjoyed the convenience and comfort of urban life a month ago suddenly dreamed back to ancient times.

The eight words "eating, drinking, having sex, food, clothing, housing and transportation" have destroyed everyone's beautiful impression of the so-called ancient times, especially some young literary and artistic people who were nostalgic for the past every day and were obsessed with time travel.

In terms of food and drink, the people of Hope City were quite lucky. There were large farms on the outskirts of New York City. After plundering all these farms, they got enough food for two months.

But just to turn these 700 live cattle and 6,000 live pigs into food that can actually be eaten has stumped tens of thousands of people in Hope City.

Many of them are just office workers working in the city. It is okay to go to the market and supermarket to buy some cut meat. If they are really asked to sharpen their knives on pigs and cows, this is completely beyond the scope of their abilities. Even the knife should be stabbed first. Can't figure it out anywhere.

There are only about a dozen people in the camp who have real experience in livestock slaughtering, and unlike the slaughterhouse, which has a full set of auxiliary machines, pigs can only be killed using local methods, and it takes an exhausting hour or two to process one pig.

There are thousands of pigs, but the killing efficiency is limited. As a result, each person can only get a few pieces of meat per day.

In order to find food, more people chose to form teams and enter New York City again.

After all, this is a huge city with countless food stores. As long as you can avoid zombies, you have a high chance of getting food.

And if the problem of eating and drinking can be barely tolerated, the problem of diarrhea makes many people collapse directly.

There are no sewers in the temporary camps, so all personal hygiene problems can only be solved in the wild.

The first two days were fine, I could just find a place outside and get it done.

But a few days later, people who wanted to go out found that there were traces of people leaving them all a little closer. Not only was the pile of flies disgusting, but it also stunk terribly. The camp of tens of thousands of people had created a kind of... The feeling of a city under siege.

So the organizers in the camp could only learn from the ancient spirit and organize a team of garbage collectors to go door to door to collect all kinds of garbage in the camp and dump it in one place.

"Without the urban system, we are all waste..." Röntgen said with her far superior vision, looking at the people pushing the dung bucket truck forward with difficulty.

As a transcendent who guards the camp, her only mission is to kill all the monsters that try to attack the camp. Of course, these chores have nothing to do with her, but this does not affect Roentgen's emotion.

No matter how strong she is, she can't change some facts.

The sewers are gone, and so are the convenient toilets.

The power is out.

The network is gone.

The TV series I have been following is gone.

There are no more supermarkets where you can buy everything easily.

For the first time, she discovered that the life she and her brother were accustomed to in New York actually required so many people to maintain it.

Once the system breaks down, life itself becomes a survival challenge.

"Can we go back to the past?" Röntgen asked the arm behind him.

After nearly a month of fighting, the palm of the originally summoned spirit has now become an entire arm.

But there is still a long way to go before summoning a complete spirit.

"With the Holy Grail, you will have the power to choose your future for once."

"..."

"I don't want the happiness of being high up and doing whatever I want, nor do I want the despair of falling into the abyss. I just want to live a peaceful life. Why is it so difficult?" Röntgen flattened a large rock on the top of the mountain with one palm, venting his inner feelings. dissatisfied.

To be fair, she really didn't want to be a savior, but this bastard world didn't give her a chance to choose.

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The camp has already been prepared.

The monsters that hit for the second time were much stronger than those that hit for the first time. This was what they had all been told.

"The first wave is the observers, the second wave is the reapers..."

Roentgen's spirit itself is a projection of Bai Mo's will.

"This world is all empty." She felt powerless to complain every time she saw this spirit's only ability.

Any attack is ineffective against him, and he is unable to have any physical impact on the world. He is a pure spectator.

"The Reaper is a large monster whose whole body is covered by a burqa and has multiple scythes and tentacles on its body. Ordinary people need to run away immediately when encountering them. People with abilities also try to avoid close combat with them..."

On the eve of the war, Roentgen once again emphasized to those who wanted to participate in the war in the city.

Many people have doubts in their hearts, why Roentgen can know so many things, such as the Second Impact, which is simply a prophecy.

Fear comes from the unknown and powerlessness.

"Sister, is this also what the spirit told you? It's not obtained by some ghost's divination ability at all."

"Don't ask so many questions." Röntgen rubbed his brother's hair, "Protect yourself tomorrow."

"I am also a person with abilities, don't underestimate me!"

She sighed softly.

From Bai Mo's mouth, she roughly knew the actual combat capabilities of the Reaper. She was confident that she could kill Shan Roentgen in a one-on-one match. If one-on-two, she could beat him to a draw.

If it's one-on-three, you can only look for opportunities to escape.

Although her fists are powerful, they are still difficult to defeat countless hands. Each reaper has more than twenty scythe tentacles, which is very detrimental to human melee combat.

Possessing the unique Noble Phantasm Zero Hour Mystery, she was almost cheating with the increase in power. She was already the strongest among the more than 600 Noble Phantasm holders in the entire camp, but she was unable to deal with the three reapers at the same time.

If more than three reapers appear tomorrow, I'm afraid everyone will have to stop here.

"According to what he said, there will be 1,200 reapers appearing in the world during the second impact. They are as big as Aquamarine. I am not so unlucky to encounter four or five at the same time..."

Bai Mo also told Röntgen how many enemies would appear in the second impact, but she did not dare to tell the truth to others and could only keep this number in her heart.

It took a lot of effort to use the excuse of divination ability to fool him. If he could accurately predict how many monsters would come, he would be like a traitor.