"It's really clean here."
Zhuo Qun looked at the deserted street and said.
"Where is this place? Didn't you take us to the Northern Song Dynasty? Then where is this place now? It was still night when we set off, but it's daytime here."
Tang Xiaoxiao looked around and took the weapon in his hand.
“This is Times Square in the Big Apple.”
Zhuo Qun leaned on the back seat of the car and said.
"Times Square? Why are we here, and there's grass growing here."
Tang Xiaoxiao saw through the car window that grass had grown on the street.
There were vehicles parked around, all abandoned. Many of them are rusty, and there are even large animals roaming the streets. It’s hard to believe that this is the Big Apple City of bald eagles.
"Crocodile, drive on, let's see what's going on here."
Zhuo Qun pressed the call device in the car and said.
"Okay, Mr. Zhuo, can I turn on the GPS?"
Deng Jiuguang, who was driving, said.
"Okay, turn on the radio again and let's listen to the news about this world."
Zhuo Qun thought for a while and said.
Obviously this is a modern world, with the existence of the Big Apple City, which is the territory of the bald eagle. However, I don’t know why the bald eagle would abandon the Big Apple City, which is their center.
"Mr. Zhuo, the GPS positioning shows that we are in the Big Apple, and the time is 2012!"
Deng Jiuguang's voice was full of surprise. He had been to the Song Dynasty, but he never thought about the future, in 2012, what happened and how the world could be like this.
"2012, 2 years later than us, this is the modern world, crocodile, how is the broadcast, what news is received."
Zhuo Qun asked.
"I received a private signal on AM FM, do I need to make it public?"
Deng Jiuguang asked.
"Let it go."
Zhuo Qun nodded.
"My name is Robert Neville.
I am a survivor living in New York City.
I am broadcasting on all of the AM frequency.
I will be at the South Street Seaport everyday, at midday,
when the sun is highest in the sky.
If you are out there,
If there is anybody out there,
I can provide food.
I can provide shelter.
I can provide security.
If there is anybody out there,
anybody,
Please.
You are not alone..."
A male voice sounded on the radio and repeated it several times.
"Robert Knife, the only survivor of the Big Apple, is at Pier 17 of the South Street Seaport. The Chinatown of the Big Apple is right there. We have to go. It's 9 a.m. and we can get there in time?"
Tang Xiaoxiao said.
"Robert Knife, I seem to have heard this name somewhere, and I can't remember it. Let's go take a look."
Zhuo Qun knocked on his knee and said.
Deng Jiuguang drove to South Street Seaport according to the GPS instructions.
Along the way, Zhuo Qun was wondering where he had heard the name Robert Knife. It should have occurred to him that all the places he passed along the way were desolate.
Suddenly they heard the sound of a car driving and shots being fired.
With a "ZZ" sound, Deng Jiuguang stepped on the brakes.
"Mr. Zhuo, there are gunshots."
Deng Jiuguang said.
"I saw it."
Zhuo Qun saw a black man shoot a deer from the car window.
"I am the legend, Will Smith, the KV virus."
Zhuo Qun finally remembered where he heard that passage. It was the broadcast that the protagonist in the 2007 movie I Am Legend played every day.
Zhuo Qun saw Robert Neff, and Robert Neff also saw Zhuo Qun's car.
He couldn't believe his eyes at all. What was it, a car, a car he had never seen before, and the car was still running.
Dr. Robert Neff has been in this deserted city for two years and has not found any other survivors. Only one dog, Sam, lives with him. .
He walks this road to South Street Seaport every day. He is familiar with every plant and tree here, and knows the location of every car, but he has never seen this car. What does this mean, a survivor, he Met survivors.
Robert Neff held a gun and ran excitedly toward Zhuo Qun's car, followed by his dog Sam.
"hey-hey."
Robert Knife waved as he ran.
"Mr. Zhuo, what should we do?"
Deng Jiuguang held a gun in his hand, looked at Robert running and asked.
"Don't touch him yet. I remember in the movie, he has antibodies. He is also a military doctor and the military leader of Manhattan Island. He should be of some use, right?"
Zhuo Qun smiled and asked Deng Jiuguang to put away his gun.
"This virus seems to have been researched by them. I just came to ask him. If I get the answer, I will kill him."
Zhuo Qun leaned on Tang Xiaoxiao and said.
"Aren't there other uninfected people? I remember they also have a survivor camp. How do they deal with it?"
Tang Xiaoxiao looked at Robert and asked.
"We can't keep them anymore. Let's deal with them all. This world is our industrial product manufacturing base. In two years, those modern machines will not be unusable."
Zhuo Qun knocked his knees with his hands and said.
"Are you survivors?"
Robert knocked on the car window carefully and said.
He pressed his face against the car window and peered inside. The entire car window was covered with heat-insulating sunshade film, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
"Open the window and communicate with him."
Zhuo Qun ordered.
Deng Jiuguang nodded.
"Hello, Robert Knife, the last survivor of the Big Apple, huh."
Deng Jiuguang lowered the window and looked at him.
"Oh, my God."
Robert didn't know what to say.
For several years, he had been making broadcasts to the outside world just to find survivors. Now that the survivors appeared in front of him, he didn't know what to say.
He was there holding his head for a while, then opening his hands and mouth, and kept saying oh my God.
Zhuo Qun lowered the car window.
"Also, there are survivors."
Robert looked at Zhuo Qun and Tang Xiaoxiao in the back seat of the car and shouted.
He rubbed his head and looked at the three of them for a while, then suddenly cried and knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands.
"Thank God, I am not the last person in this world. Thank God for giving me hope."
Zhuo Qun and the others just watched the scene in front of them. No one disturbed him, and they just let him be happy for a while.
"What did you just say? Sorry, I was too excited."
Robert Neville wiped his face and said.
"You said on the radio that you were the only survivor in the Big Apple!"
Zhuo Qun asked.
"In the Big Apple, I was the last survivor. The antibodies in my body prevented me from dying and becoming a Dark Chaser."
Robert Nefer hadn't spoken to anyone in several years. Zhuo Qun just asked him casually, and he told him everything like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
"Do you want to come to my house and have a look?"
Robert Nefer looked at Zhuo Qun and the others with pleading eyes. You must know that he has not seen any of his kind in the past two years. Now that Zhuo Qun and the others appear, the travelers in the desert have seen a bottle of water.
