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Yao Yan flapped his hazy wings that looked like shadows with a hint of ink, flying in the gray area.

Various buildings that looked similar but were actually different were mixed together. There were at least three or four types of buildings in one building, and as many as seven or eight. Even if Yao Yan could recognize them, it would be meaningless to recognize them.

After flying for an unknown period of time, he came to a huge "street" made of several winding steel frames.

However, it is better to say that it is an aerial pipeline than a street?

Because this "street" extends all the way up, sometimes steep and sometimes slow.

Black smoke, gun barrels, exposed internal combustion engines, and the atmosphere of diesel punk are revealed, and they are intertwined with pipes, gears, air pressure valves, and various common elements and components of steampunk, roughly spliced ​​into a dark huge metal pipeline like a black snake.

From his current perspective, this huge metal pipeline with four cracks is crawling from top to bottom.

Flapping his wings, Yao Yan entered the "Shekou", entered this dilapidated, snake-like, rusty metal surrounding him.

There were gaps everywhere on the steep metal streets, and there were broken guardrails between the almost suspended buildings on both sides of the road.

Although he could not see the light source, Yao Yan did not care.

After all, the outside was the same as here, and no light source was needed, and the scenery everywhere could be "seen".

It was just that there was no direct light source, which made it look very gloomy and dim.

However, there were really few people here.

Before he was alive, before the disaster, he would feel uncomfortable when he went to a place and could not see people.

After the disaster, although he lived for many years in a state of basically losing his ability to move, he actually spent most of his time immersed in virtual reality games.

After all, his body could not move at all, and there was nothing else to do if he was not immersed in the game.

In the game, in an environment that was different from reality, in the "prosperous" scene without the disaster, it was rare to have few "people".

And here.

He didn't know what was happening now. This world, which was vaguely connected to the two games he was familiar with, this Buzhou Mountain, this chaotic place, and the scene without people.

It didn't move him at all.

No emotion or nostalgia.

Flapping his wings, Yao Yan carefully observed the serpentine metal street without any sound and in silence.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a series of strange clanging sounds from high above.

A black shadow collided several times between the huge metal brackets that looked like snake bones on the inside of the serpentine metal street, and then hit him heavily at a position nearly 200 meters above him.

Human figure

Although he didn't see the figure clearly, Yao Yan could roughly determine the outline.

Flapping his wings, Yao Yan flew directly over.

Torn white gloves, some tattered leather boots, and a top hat with several round holes in the middle.

The figure lying on the ground, pierced by metal spikes, came into Yao Yan's eyes.

Is this a person?

However, although the other party's body was damaged to a certain extent, there was no blood or other liquids spilling out.

However, soon, Yao Yan saw the other party move.

The pointer on the metal tattered pocket watch taken out from the other party's tattered tuxedo suddenly reversed, and then-

The figure pierced by the metal spikes suddenly floated up-

When Yao Yan stepped back, the figure that had completely detached from the spikes kicked out and broke the spikes. After spinning in the air, it fell to the ground.

It was at this time that Yao Yan saw the other party's appearance clearly-

A messy, yellowed body like dry straw.

On the face, a piece of paper with simple lines on the facial features was nailed to it with rusty nails.

A.

Scarecrow?

The other party also noticed him at this moment, and then--

The facial features made up of simple lines suddenly turned into an exclamation mark, and then the scarecrow took out a wooden sign:

[Welcome! ]

"Hmm?"

Yao Yan didn't think of beating around the bush and asked directly what he wanted to know:

"Who are you?"

[Huh? ]

On the paper hanging on the scarecrow's face, the facial features made up of simple lines suddenly turned into a question mark, and another wooden sign was taken out from somewhere:

[Aren't you a customer? ]

Before Yao Yan could answer, the tuxedo scarecrow changed another wooden sign:

[One life for one life! ]

[Murder business! ]

[No deception! ]

After changing several wooden signs in a row, an expectant expression made up of simple lines appeared on the paper on the scarecrow's face.

However, knowing the condition of "one life for one life", Yao Yan would never commission it even if he had business.

But, it's better to ask anyway.

"One life for another? Must my life be exchanged?"

After Yao Yan asked this question, the scarecrow in the tuxedo nodded repeatedly.

It also turned out the wooden sign that said "honesty to all children and the elderly".

But Yao Yan would never trade for such an exchange.

Is there anyone worth killing in exchange for his life?

Yao Yan, who currently puts his life first, naturally could not agree to it.

Besides, he has no goal to do so.

Shaking his head, Yao Yan opened his crow beak:

"I don't need this."

Hearing this, the scarecrow seemed to lose his temper and sat on the ground holding the wooden sign.

Yao Yan did not continue to pay attention to its meaning, bypassed it, and flew to the top of the snake path.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to ask:

"Do you know"

[Don't know]

Before he could ask, the scarecrow raised the sign.

"Where is this?"

[Don't know]

Before Yao Yan finished asking, the scarecrow changed another wooden sign.

"Goodbye."

[No answer]

The scarecrow holding the sign was stunned for a moment, and a question mark appeared on the paper on his face again.

However, before the scarecrow could say anything, Yao Yan had already bypassed the scarecrow and flew away along the snake path without looking back.

Leaving the scarecrow with a question mark on his face.

However, it had no intention of following.

It looked at the end of the snake path, and the question mark on its face turned into a period in the next moment.

Yao Yan stopped flying not far.

Because, in front of him, a black fog suddenly appeared.

And

Almost instantly, it directly enveloped his body and wrapped him in the black fog.

The moment he entered the black fog, he saw one after another, chaotic and complicated stairs.

Thousands? Tens of thousands?

The maze-like, overly dense and complicated roads that blocked each other made it impossible for Yao Yan to complete his calculations and judgments.

In this scene, he didn't know which stairway he had stepped on. In the sense of rising, he saw the starry sky again.