Yang Wenshou held a torch high among the crowd, using the firelight to disperse the darkness around him to reduce the probability of being attacked by scary monsters.
Yes, it's Yang Wenshou again. There was indeed a Yang Wenshou who died during the monster siege, but the one who died was only Yang Wenshou's consciousness. Wasn't he reincarnated again?
After all, there are only so many souls in total. For a world simulation that lasts for thousands of years, it is inevitable to reuse them.
Therefore, death is not the end, but just the beginning of another reincarnation. The poor soul consciousness of Yang Wenshou is still struggling to survive on this land abandoned by the gods.
At this time, he was following an exchange team, preparing to leave the ruins of the city-state and go to the far side to explore a city-state where there had been exchanges.
Yang Wenshou kept in mind the rules of walking in the dark. Unless he was definitely involved in danger, he should not carefully investigate where the whispers and friction sounds around him came from.
Therefore, Yang Wenshou forced himself to ignore the faint sound of footsteps behind him, and the sound of burning matches in the dark ruins of the house.
In order to force himself to divert his attention, he remembered something very long ago. It was hundreds of years ago, before his grandparents were born, right?
I heard that in that beautiful era, human city-states could be seen everywhere on the entire land. You only need to walk a few days away to see other city-states inhabited by humans.
And in that beautiful era, the ruins of these city-states now were still neighborhoods where people lived, and they were part of the City of Hope.
Yes, for people of Yang Wenshou's generation, hundreds of years ago were already considered a beautiful era, an era so beautiful that people miss it.
As for the day when the sun rises as usual, it is no different from the legend, just like the feeling of mankind in the early days of the end of the world, listening to the story of the sun god sweeping away the ancient gods.
No matter how the good times passed during Yang Wenshou's time, he now lives in an era where he is faced with fewer and fewer city-states and city-states that are shrinking rapidly.
Now, in order to reduce incest marriages, they need to travel a long distance and spend a lot of life to reach the territory of another city-state.
As for the interior of his own city-state, he had to take measures due to the shrinking population and continuously abandoned the outer streets, which were the places Yang Wenshou was passing through.
Looking at the collapsed beams next to him and the broken door covered with dust, Yang Wenshou could only sigh secretly again. This place used to be a place where people came and went.
Of course, the senior officials of Hope City knew that the ruins could not be allowed to exist. This was the favorite place for monsters from the shadows to breed.
But the problem is that cleaning up the ruins is of little use. Even if the ruins are eliminated, they will unknowingly reappear in front of everyone in a few days.
It seems that the decadent and gloomy atmosphere of the ruins is similar to the temperament of this earth abandoned by the gods, so their existence is recognized by the darkness.
Therefore, no matter how many times the city-state is destroyed, it is all in vain. Even if they are burned to ashes, they will still appear in the original place the next day, but the atmosphere will become more gloomy.
In the end, Hope City also gave up its efforts and allowed them to exist like this. They only regularly cleared the ruins near the current city walls and roads leading to the outside world, just like sweeping dust.
Looking at the ruins of the city that seemed to be close to the main road, Yang Wenshou uneasily wiped away the sweat on his forehead with his seven fingers.
Yes, Yang Wenshou is also a deformed person. One of his hands has seven fingers and the other has five fingers, which is the kind with low deformity.
Nowadays, the proportion of normal people in the city-state is very rare, so even going deep into the wilderness requires low-level deformities like Yang Wenshou to be responsible.
Finally he left the scope of Great Hope City and looked back at the dilapidated city wall. This was the largest area of Hope City, and our ancestors even expanded here.
Every time Yang Wenshou came out, he couldn't help but think about how great it would be if he could have been born hundreds of years earlier and lived in that beautiful era when the city-state was prosperous.
However, there was everything in the dream, so Yang Wenshou quickly ended his fantasy, turned his head back, and tried his best not to think about what those figures walking on the city wall in the corner of his eye were when he just turned back to look at the city wall.
They walked into the dark wilderness like this. Fortunately, after more than 800 years of survival, they already had a set of effective exploration methods, and there were no setbacks along the way.
Just on the way to the destination, Yang Wenshou often saw the ruins of various city-states. Like Hope City, they were once human city-states established by survivors.
However, as time flowed ruthlessly, it was eventually submerged by the desperate blackness of the land abandoned by the gods. Now, all that was left in front of Yang Wenshou were cold and lonely city-states.
The cold wind blew through the ruins, blowing out a whimpering sound, as if weeping for the destruction of the city-state, or weeping for the decline of mankind.
Seeing this, Yang Wenshou could only sigh again, because he knew very clearly that these city-state ruins were undoubtedly the future of Hope City.
Either a hundred years later, or two hundred years later, there will eventually be time to reach this point. I just hope that this desperate future will not come while I am still alive.
Finally, after paying a few casualties, the team was approaching its destination. The price paid in the process was worth it.
After all, as long as the marriage exchange can be completed, the impact of inbreeding in the city-state can be reduced, and it is completely worth sacrificing the lives of several people for this.
At this time, Yang Wenshou was looking at the area one meter away from the fire with vigilance, fulfilling his duty as a peripheral guard. As for not paying attention to anything that happened one meter away from the fire.
Suddenly, he bumped into the body of the person in front of him. He raised his head in confusion and found that the entire team had stopped moving forward.
Just when Yang Wenshou was about to ask what happened and why he didn't continue walking forward, he suddenly heard the panicked voice of the captain from the front.
This made the entire team panic, because the captain was the oldest explorer in the team and had been on this path decades ago. What happened to make him feel so scared?
"No, it's impossible..." The old captain even sounded a little crying in his words, and then he completely ignored the tightness of the team and started running forward, which drove the entire team to start running forward.
As a member of the exchange team who has been able to survive in this era to this day, Yang Wenshou has a very alert heart. Seeing the old captain with more experience than himself being so rude, he couldn't help but feel his heart.
It is said that during a mission that year, the old captain's team encountered a cloudy sky, but he still arranged a retreat very calmly. In the end, although half of his men were lost, he protected the remaining people.
The situation at that time could be said to be the most critical moment for the exchange team, because cloudy weather meant the emergence of a wave of monsters, and the old captain was not so panicked at the time.
Yang Wenshou raised his head with a premonition, and sure enough, he saw a scene that made his eyes split open. The lights of the city-state tower in the distance, which represented civilization, were extinguished.
