"Huh~huh, why are you so difficult to deal with?"
Yao Luo's eyes flashed with fire, but this fire did not come from him.
A crystal-shaped moth was flying from the front at high speed, its body burning with blazing fire.
Yao Luo raised his hand and fired, and the fire flew out. The moth was like a broken mirror, and was broken into pieces with one blow.
"The thirteenth one."
Since being teleported to this deserted town, in addition to people, basically all kinds of monsters have come to Yaoluo.
The one I encountered just now belongs to the most common type, crazy machines, irrational humanoid monsters, explosive robot hands, there are countless, endless.
After passing another step, Yao Luo jumped up and came to a roof, a thick chimney. Yao Luo hid on the side of the chimney and took a short rest.
"What exactly is this place? What is certain is that I cannot stay here for long and need to evacuate as soon as possible."
Yao Luo looked around. Most of the buildings in the town were not high, with damaged walls, abandoned factories, and pickaxes and excavators everywhere. It could be seen that it belonged to an industrial town affiliated with mining.
Yao Luo also tried to find traces of humans along the way, but found nothing except a few yellowed advertisements for miners and rusty toolboxes.
When you walked into the house, you couldn't find any food, just burned out coals and a ransacked kitchen.
"People here should have evacuated."
Yao Luo also thought about trying to contact everyone on the train set, but in the communicator, not only was there no signal, but even various functions seemed to have lost their function. Except for the most basic photography and video recording, the mobile phone had nothing like a brick. the difference.
"The first priority is to contact everyone on the train crew, but in this case, the only priority is survival."
Yao Luo stood up. After returning from the space station, he has been thinking of ways to enhance his close combat ability. Although Kaslana's gun fighting skills are good, their experience comes from the inheritance in the stigmata. If he wants to fully master it, he still needs to My own personal experience and experience.
But besides firing, how else can a gun be used? Yao Luo said that he could smash it, after all, this thing is quite strong.
Within sight, most of the lights had been extinguished, and Yao Luo looked forward carefully in one direction.
"There is fire, but it should be far away from my position."
Finally discovering that there might be traces of human beings, Yao Luo suddenly felt comforted. After all, where there are people, it means there may be groups. There is strength in numbers. At least he can inquire about the train set.
The perspective came to the light that Yao Luo saw.
"Sister Natasha, do we really want to come here to search for supplies?"
The voice came from a boy with curly hair and a slightly spotted face. He had a shy voice and a thin body, as if he would fall to the ground if the wind blew.
"Don't be afraid, Peter, think about everyone in the orphanage. We are only going to the outskirts of this town this time, just near where your family once lived. Trust me, sister, I will protect you."
The voice came from a young-looking woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with short gray hair and purple-red eyes that were like refreshing red wine. She was holding a lamp in her hand that emitted a weak light, which could illuminate the surroundings. It would be a big mistake to only regard her as a weak woman.
The powerful and thick gun barrel in the other hand holding the lamp will let you know how powerful she is.
"But I heard from adults that there are many monsters here."
The gray-haired woman touched the boy's head and comforted, "Peter, you are the oldest child in the orphanage. If it were not an accident, I would not have wanted to bring you here, but the supplies in the orphanage are about to bottom out. We must come here." I’ll find what everyone needs, trust me, sister, okay?”
After listening to the woman's words, the boy seemed less afraid. In fact, he was only one head shorter than the woman, but the relationship between the two was almost that of mother and son.
"Okay sister, I will lead the way seriously."
"Okay, good boy."
After trampling the 21st monster under his feet to death, Yaoluo also felt a little tired.
With his current strength, he can deal with ordinary small monsters even with bare hands. But in this town, large hammer robots and creatures similar to centaurs on the space station are violently holding dual weapons. If the robot, with the firepower of the Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment, cannot be eliminated within three shots, Yao Luo will evacuate as soon as possible.
Because there is more than one monster in this place, and the Heavenly Fire Holy Inquisitor is making too much noise. If he cannot solve it quickly and is surrounded, that will be his final fate.
"It's getting closer."
Yao Luo spat out a mouthful of phlegm. Although he had received sufficient supplies before coming here, if he could not get food and water within a few days, even he would definitely experience an inevitable decline in combat effectiveness. , not to mention his subsequent pioneering journey.
Peter and Natasha walked all the way, through alleys and around the square. The two of them deliberately slowed down their pace and did not alert any monsters. It can be said that they were familiar with the road. It was obvious that this was not their first time here. .
"We're almost there. My sister is going around the two houses ahead. There is a big green sign in front of Teach's bakery. When we pass by his house, it's where my house is. There should be some leftover medical supplies in dad's clinic."
"I hope so." A hint of vigilance flashed through Natasha's purple pupils. There seemed to be more monsters wandering around this place than before.
The behavioral logic of most monsters is that they will only move if they are attracted by silence. There are very few monsters here, and they are most likely coming from other places. You cannot let down your guard under any circumstances.
The two of them crossed another bridge hole cautiously, with their hands and feet pressed against the wall, and slowly moved until they came to a relatively wide street. There is a very conspicuous green plaque on the right side of the street, which seems to be the bakery Peter mentioned.
"That's right there, sister..."
Peter's mouth was hurriedly covered by Natasha. Peter calmed down and saw a giant robot holding a chainsaw in both hands wandering not far away from the sign. The chainsaw in its hand was not started, but it revealed the reflection. The chain, if it attracts its attention, the fate of the two of them can be imagined.
Natasha put her fingers in front of her mouth and made a shushing gesture. She bent down and reached out to pick up a pebble from the road at her feet.
Bend your arms, gather strength in your arms, and throw.
The pebbles drew a graceful arc, and their flying trajectory was unimaginably long, reaching the other side of the street.
The stone seemed to hit the steel plate, causing a crisp sound. The attention of the electric saw robot was instantly attracted, and the electric saw in its hand started instantly, as if it was going to hit something.
"Now."
The two moved quickly but without making too much noise. They passed the green sign of the bakery smoothly and arrived at an inconspicuous white iron door.
Peter hurriedly took out a key from his pocket and said, "This is it." He poked the key into the air with some trembling in his hand.
The shaking key head and lock cylinder made a metallic sound. Just when Peter was nervous, the ever-gentle hand held him.
"Don't be afraid, Peter." Natasha stood behind Peter with eyes like water. Peter looked at Natasha and felt that his heart was suddenly filled with courage. The key was inserted smoothly and the door opened.
Walking through the door, the clinic's facilities are very simple. The table with its corner knocked off was wrapped in an unknown fabric, and two books were placed under the table. The white wall was occupied by a blackboard with colorful graffiti on it. It can be seen that the owner of this clinic has a childish heart. .
And at the top of the blackboard was written a line of writing that normal people could read: "Peter and Dad's Clinic."
Peter came back like a fish into a pond, and across the table he took Natasha to the back.
Pushing open the partition door, there are many wooden medicine shelves used to store items, bottles and cans, torn cardboard, and debris everywhere. It can be seen that this place has been looted, but it has been gone very quickly. Fortunately, there were still several unopened medicine boxes scattered in the corners of the room.
Natasha opened the backpack on her waist and carefully rummaged through it on the ground.
"Fever-reducing medicine, medical bandages, medical alcohol...Great, there are unexpired medical kits here."
Quickly putting these unused medicines into her backpack, Natasha knew she had come to the right place.
Among the children in the orphanage, several children had fevers and fell into coma. If antipyretics could not be found in time, the lives of the children would not be guaranteed in the current situation. In addition, only Peter's family had lived here, otherwise she would definitely be dead. Wouldn't come to this place with kids.
Of course, she went through several inspections before coming here. Peter was the oldest child in the orphanage. His home was a former clinic in this town. Since that crisis, Peter had become a child in the orphanage.
After picking up the medicine, Natasha could see Peter staring blankly at the consultation table in front of the door, where his father used to sit.
Holding him silently from behind, she could hear Peter sobbing slightly.
"Yeah, this kid hasn't been back here for how many years."
"Okay, let's go. It's not a good place to stay for a long time."
Peter also quickly regained his composure. He had not forgotten the danger here, but the familiar sight in front of him made him unable to help but recall the past.
Before the disaster happened, Peter's father was a doctor here, and his mother took care of her and her brother at home. The family lived in harmony. The bakery next door often came to deliver bread to them. Peter remembered the taste of their bread, which was really good. Extremely.
"But after that scene, his parents and younger brother were buried here, and he was the only one left. He could no longer eat the bread next door."
After wiping away the tears, Peter made up his mind to be a big boy and not to worry his sister Natasha anymore.
He broke away from the embrace and walked forward silently. It was time for him to clear the way for his sister.
And when his eyes came to the window at the door, his whole body felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on him. His hair was dripping with cold sweat, his hands and feet were cold, and his legs could no longer take a step forward.
Because it is by the small window of the white iron door of the clinic.
A cold, mechanical red eye was looking directly at him.
