In his previous life, Ke Xiaoliang once asked a third-rate game anchor he knew.
Step 1: How to make games and make money just by playing them.
The third-rate game anchor replied plainly and truthfully; "More women, bigger cocks."
He then asked the game anchor how he could make a triple-A masterpiece.
The third-rate game anchor said excitedly and arrogantly: "Burn money! Burn money! Keep burning money! Then the tickets will bounce, the tickets will bounce... Crazy ticket bounces."
Finally, Ke Xiaoliang asked him, what kind of game doesn't cost money and doesn't cost a lot of money, but is called a masterpiece?
The third-rate game anchor suddenly became melancholy.
He picked up the cigarette butt on the table and took a deep drag.
He said meaningfully: "There is nothing, so let's find a way to get some snacks!"
However, this is actually the most difficult thing.
"Don't get close there. The church is a place where gods fell. Someone nailed the pastor to the cross there, and the pastor's resentful spirit turned into the most evil devil and wandered there." Red-haired Tom grabbed Song Qingwen.
"Don't go near the river. During the big explosion, some people hid in the river, and then they were cooked. They turned into terrible soul-sucking fish monsters. Get close to them, and they will look at you from the bottom of the water. , then suck your soul away, and then bite off your head." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen behind him while walking in front to explore the road.
The red wind blew across the barren and boring land, and those strange crows continued to flap their wings, following closely behind the two people walking in the desert.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Red Tom fired three times at the crows.
"Go away! You disgusting guys. Hell is where you should be!" Red-haired Tom seemed to become a little manic and sensitive after he came to the surface.
He turned around, looked around warily, and then said to Song Qingwen: "Be careful of them, they are the ears and eyes of some monsters. They will report our location and situation to those monsters. I shot to scare them. Let them know I'm not easy to mess with."
"If you encounter these crows alone in the wild and don't have a gun, you can try to make a similar sound to scare them."
Song Qingwen nodded to express his understanding.
But secretly decided that he must follow these crows to see what kind of monster controls them.
He did not take the dangers of this 'other world' lightly.
After all, there are weapons here that can kill gods.
Song Qingwen just understands the coexistence of danger and opportunity better than ordinary people.
Valuable things are always owned by the strong. If you want to obtain them, you need to challenge authority... This is an extremely simple and obvious truth.
But there will be many people who clearly know this and still try to avoid the important and take the easy and get something for nothing.
I followed the red-haired Tom for about half an hour.
Ink-black building ruins began to appear in large numbers in the desolate field of vision.
The tall buildings collapsed, but even now, one can still vaguely see their former grandeur.
Some long-scorched cars were buried in the mud and dust, but there were no wild grass around them to make some romantic decorations.
The streets that should have been bustling with traffic were now filled with mud. Ashes flying from nowhere, like black snowflakes, were always floating and spinning over the ruins of the city.
"Wear a hat, cover your mouth and nose, and try not to expose your skin. This dust contains a lot of radiation. If it comes into direct contact, it will cause large-scale skin ulcers... or even lesions." Red-haired Tom said .
While talking, the red-haired Tom held up the big iron umbrella that he had been carrying on his back.
There is also a transparent plastic edge hanging from the edge of the iron umbrella.
The two of them were shrouded under an iron umbrella, temporarily cutting off a seemingly safe space from the outside world.
"Let's go to the city now to collect some daily necessities. If we can't find your home today or tomorrow so that you can go home, then our daily necessities will not be sufficient." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen.
Red-haired Tom did not go to large supermarkets, nor did he dare to go to high-rise buildings that seemed to be relatively well-preserved.
What he and Song Qingwen searched for were single-family courtyards.
He easily broke open the door and looked for a basement.
And whether there are still reasonably good food and daily necessities in the basement.
However, most of the houses are either empty or have no basement.
Some of the food found had already had its packaging destroyed and was spoiled and inedible.
Finally, the two broke open a room again. The overall layout of the room seemed to be relatively intact, but most of it had been carbonized.
Red-haired Tom breaks open the basement.
I saw three corpses, hugging each other and tightly glued together.
It looks like a father holding his wife and child.
The mother wraps the child with her body.
In this way, layers of flesh and blood were used to form the wall, but there was still no miracle in exchange.
The child was also scorched and died in his mother's arms.
Red-haired Tom stood silently in front of the scorched corpse, and then whispered: "May you not suffer any pain when you die. Your soul will have been wiped out with the fall of heaven."
Song Qingwen followed behind him, and he was not frivolous and impatient at this moment because he looked down on life and death or had personally caused countless more miserable tragedies.
In the fire that burns the forest.
Tigers will allow small animals to crawl on them and escape with them.
Squirrels will also give up their burrows deep underground to allow snakes or other animals, which are natural enemies, to come in and avoid danger.
Ke Xiaoliang set up such a scene not to impress anyone.
But to make everything you express more convincing.
In the basement, the two found a lot of cans and some useful materials.
After leaving the room, the red-haired Tom looked up at the still gloomy sky and uttered a few words that had never been translated in Song Qingwen's ears.
"It seems it's too late to go back. The night will come earlier today."
"Let's go north!" With that said, the red-haired Tom ran quickly with Song Qingwen.
And the sky, just as Red-haired Tom said, is rapidly becoming darker and darker.
Song Qingwen was even keenly aware that some black and charred corpses had begun to twist slowly in the rapidly spreading night.
They seem to be coming to life in a whole new way.
Evil and ferocious.
Even Song Qingwen himself never thought that one day, he would use the word 'evil' to describe something else.
Just in the northernmost part of the city.
A wall of fire trucks that had long since been burned formed a wall, blocking somewhere on the street.
Some people who were running towards a deep pit were charred in the middle of the road, and the shouts and determined expressions could still be vaguely seen on the charred faces.
"Okay! We'll spend the night here tonight."
"Living on a fire truck. I hope the radiation won't be too strong and turn us into monsters. If it changes... I hope I won't be too ugly and at least keep my thick red hair." Red-haired Tom said as if he was joking said in a tone of voice.
