After passing through the gate of Nandu City Defense, Lin Zihan looked at the guards who did not question him at all. In the past, there were only loose soldiers in the tightly guarded defense line. He looked at Lin Zihan from time to time.
The turmoil in Nandu began, and the number of merchants entering and leaving Nandu decreased significantly, or even disappeared.
After passing the third gate, Lin Zihan walked on the streets of Nandu again. The journey into Nandu was too light for Lin Zihan, and no one questioned him.
Lin Zihan couldn't help but wonder why there was no news from the several reconnaissance teams sent by the Northern Territory at the defense line where no one was interrogating.
Looking at the familiar Nandu, the towering buildings, the sunlight shines on the mirrored walls, shining brightly, and white lights interspersed on the roadside.
Even during the day, the dim street lights in the dark alleys on the roadside emitted a faint yellow light, and Lin Zihan's eyes fell on the trash cans on the street.
In the dark alley, there was a strong smell of blood next to the trash can. Looking at the blackened blood next to the trash can, there was a look of shock in his eyes.
This was still at a busy roadside intersection, and no one had cleaned up the bloodstains, leaving rotten corpses lying on the roadside.
His eyes fell on the trash can. Lin Zihan looked at the black water beside the trash can. Just by looking at the blood flowing out, Lin Zihan knew that there were corpses stuffed in the trash can.
In other words, those corpses were packed into the trash can.
Lin Zihan looked at the corpse water next to the trash can and felt faintly nauseated. Now Nandu had put the corpse on the roadside. One can imagine what kind of chaos Nandu was in now.
There was no one on the street. Lin Zihan just walked on the empty street. Apart from the dim lights on the roadside, only Lin Zihan's lonely figure remained.
In the bustling Nandu, the streets are deserted, and there is no one even in the shops on the roadside.
"It's still daytime, there's no one on the road?" Lin Zihan was puzzled. The sun was still in the sky and had not set. Looking at the desolate scenery on the roadside, Lin Zihan's eyes were full of coldness.
Lin Zihan only knew of one entrance to the underground city, one in the old city, and one in the hotel.
The current hotel is probably already controlled by Yuan Tinghuan's people, and if Lin Zihan wants to go in, it will definitely attract the attention of Nandu if he shows his face.
Quietly passing through the alleys on the street, there was no one on the road. Lin Zihan walking through the road alone would definitely look a bit eye-catching, but the alleys on the roadside might be safer.
After walking through the old city, Lin Zihan skillfully passed the broken wall on the roadside and came to a house that had been wrapped in moss. The walls had turned green.
It has been raining for a long time, and the old city of Nandu City is like this. At a glance, everything is green.
Relying on his memory, Lin Zihan found the hole he had dug out.
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The dark corridors were covered with dust. This was an extremely familiar scene. Lin Zihan once walked through the dark alleys like this.
At this time, Lin Zihan looked at this familiar scene, this dusty corridor, which had not changed at all. It was not like the streets of Nandu City, which were once prosperous, but now there was no trace of anyone.
After passing through the corridor and going downhill, Lin Zihan saw the rusty elevator door. The last time Lin Zihan went out from here, the elevator door was not rusty.
His hand fell on the elevator door. Lin Zihan opened the elevator door forcefully. A heavy smell of moisture came out. The moisture pressed directly into Lin Zihan's chest. The cold moisture covered Lin Zihan's chest. A thin layer of water mist.
Looking at the elevator that was full of cobwebs and dust, Lin Zihan knew that no one had entered or exited the dungeon for quite some time without going in.
But Lin Zihan didn't give up. He still wanted to go in and take a look. Only when he saw the dungeon empty with his own eyes could Lin Zihan completely stop thinking about it.
I pressed the floor button on the elevator, and with the sound of "squeak~", the rusty elevator door slowly closed.
With the "rumbling~" sound of the iron chains hitting, the elevator was actually slowly descending. The elevator, which had become rusty like this, was still functioning.
A minute passed and the elevator finally stopped, but the elevator door did not open. The weak light on the top of the elevator was no longer enough for Lin Zihan to see the elevator button in front of him clearly.
Relying on rubbing, Lin Zihan tested each button bit by bit. As the buttons were pressed again and again, the elevator door did not open.
"Garbage~!" Lin Zihan angrily slapped the button of the elevator door. The dust stirred up made Lin Zihan cough and make tears flow from his eyes.
Sweeping away the dust in front of him with his hand, Lin Zihan looked at the dim light with disgust. It looked like no one had used it for a long time.
But even so, Lin Zihan didn't give up. He didn't know why he was obsessed with finding Carlo. The intersection between the two only lasted a few days.
In other words, the biggest difference between two people and a stranger is that they know each other's names.
But Lin Zihan just wanted to know the whereabouts of Carlo. He wanted to know crazily whether Carlo was Yuan Tinghuan's minion. Lin Zihan had never been as eager as today to know the whereabouts of a person.
"Bang~" Lin Zihan kicked the elevator door and flew it out.
Looking at the elevator door flying out, fresh air finally flowed into the small elevator room, and Lin Zihan's angry eyes calmed down a bit.
Looking at the empty underground passage in front of him, the spacious passage was lit up like daylight, just like when Lin Zihan walked in for the first time.
At that time, Lin Zihan still knew nothing about this place, but it was this ignorance that made Lin Zihan meet Xu Joy and Fu Tu here.
A cold wind blew slowly from the end of the passage. Lin Zihan knew that even if he walked in, he would not be able to see Carlo. The deserted place made it clear that no one had lived here for a long time.
Lin Zihan walked slowly towards the depths. The heavy iron door was not closed as tightly as before, but revealed a gap for the two of them to walk together.
Looking at it the same way, except for the light in the passage, it was already a completely dark world, with no light in sight.
Putting his hands on the two iron doors, Lin Zihan pushed the iron doors hard, his arms suddenly exerted force, and the iron doors quickly retreated to both sides.
The heavy iron door seemed like a plaything in front of Lin Zihan's eyes.
There was no one in the underground city, and there was not even a trace of light. Lin Zihan wanted to laugh, and wanted to laugh at his own stupidity. He knew that this was the situation, but he had to see it with his own eyes before he gave up.
Don't hit the wall, don't look back, don't look back, that's what you're talking about, right?
Lin Zi smiled coldly, and that voice wandered through the empty underground city, passing through the once bustling arena, through the lobby where the two of them had tea, and through every surrounding street.
The sound echoed, becoming more and more terrifying.
"You shouldn't have come here!" Amidst Lin Zihan's laughter, other people's voices rang out. A black figure appeared behind Lin Zihan, followed by countless figures, slowly appearing behind that person. behind.
"Why? Carlo? Why?" Lin Zihan did not turn around. The moment he opened the door, Lin Zihan knew that Carlo was already waiting for him here, still waiting with hostility.
"Didn't you say that you just want the mutants to have a place to live, and you don't want the mutant children to be treated as experimental subjects?"
Lin Zihan raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the tunnel. He believed these words at first, "You also said that you don't want the mutants to be involved in racial wars. You are tired of this."
Lin Zihan understood that his thoughts were still too simple, and he had always been ruined in an ideal, completely unrealistic world, just like imagining that he could atone for his past sins.
"But Yuan Tinghuan can allow the mutants to live like those on the ground and live with dignity. In such a tunnel, they are just like mice."
Carlo's tone seemed to be a different person. Even though the man standing in front of him was someone he had once enthusiastically attracted, his tone was still so cold and ruthless.
"Yes, to live is not just to live, but also to have dignity, identity, and status. Here you are just living a life, and you don't look like human beings at all."
Lin Zihan understood what Carlo wanted to pursue. For those children, those innocent mutants, those mutants who had no mutations at all, Carlo would do anything, even to help the evildoers.
"You value the lives and dignity of mutants very seriously. You never care about your own life or death, but whether you mutants can survive. You have always put mutants and humans on opposite sides. "
Lin Zihan closed his eyes, letting the echo pass through his body, and letting the coldness at the end of the passage erode his skin.
"Boss, stop talking nonsense with him. Capture him and hand him over to God. Everything will be settled." The person next to Carlo pointed at Lin Zihan and said, taking a few steps forward and crossing Carlo's body. Half a body.
"..." Carlo said nothing, but looked at the man, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes. The ferocious look scared the man back quickly.
"Lin Zihan, you clearly know this, but why are you still here?" Carlo's voice became much softer. He believed that Lin Zihan understood him, at least he knew what he wanted.
"You are so self-righteous. You clearly know that it is impossible, and you know the result, but you still insist on breaking your head and bleeding." Carlo revealed his mania in helplessness. He thought that with Lin Zihan's wisdom, he would not know this. situation, but he still came, even self-righteously.
