The Infinite Journey of Cruelty

"What?"

Rob flipped through the book back and forth, and began to think about whether he wrote this sentence out of boredom when he left yesterday.

'You are not alone! ’

Who wrote it?

Such a question popped up in his heart. Rob carefully observed the above sentence. He picked up the pen on the table and imitated the same words under the distorted words.

As the sentence fell, his heart beat faster and faster, his eyes widened, and he slowly put down the pen.

"Sam, we should go!"

Yes! This sentence must have been written by someone else. This word is so ugly, even if he is drunk, he can't write it. It is definitely another survivor!

Thinking of the loud noise in the direction of the Empire State Building last night, he had reason to believe that the sound was made by another survivor to fight against the Night Demon!

He has to go and see!

After hurriedly packing up the documents on the table, Rob quickly ran to his car, and Sam the dog followed behind.

One person and one dog returned to the car, started the car, and drove towards the Empire State Building.

While driving, Rob was still praying in his heart that he could see a living person, hoping that this time it would not be a disappointing ending.

"Please!"

He whispered a word, the car accelerated to sixty miles, and Rob shook his head with red eyes.

The dark red commercial vehicle passed through several deserted streets, and the weeds were bent by the wind blowing from the car. Sam in the passenger seat stuck his mouth out of the car window, took a deep breath, and swayed his tongue with the wind. on.

The South Street Pier is only three kilometers away from the Empire State Building, and it took Rob only five minutes to arrive near the Empire State Building.

After entering Fifth Avenue, Rob was taken aback by what he saw, because now Fifth Avenue has become a large garbage dump.

Tables, chairs, computer cases, fire extinguishers, mops, buckets, and large sheets of paper have turned this place into an open dump.

On the Empire State Building, Rob doesn't come often, because there are a lot of people here.

The last time I came here, it was a year ago when he went to several tanks here to carry the remaining shells. At that time, there would not be so many debris piled up here.

Rob parked his car on the side of Fifth Avenue, carefully picked up his M6920 rifle, and prepared to walk into this "junkyard" to check the situation.

"No no, Sam, you stay in the car!"

Seeing that Sam also wanted to get out of the car, Rob immediately raised his hand to close the door and let him stay in the car.

The height of these debris is not suitable for Sam to enter. There are too many things blocking the view, and it is very difficult to walk. Sam will distract him if he follows.

Rob found a better place to stay and began to go deep into Fifth Avenue.

The fragments of the table and all kinds of strange things under his feet really made it difficult to settle down. It took a lot of effort for Rob to walk seven or eight meters, and he soon made a discovery!

Rob is standing at an intersection now, and his next foot was originally going to step on a pile of messy report sheets, but the depth of his footsteps was a little different from what he thought, even if he focused all his attention on his feet, Almost fell into a duel because of stepping on the air.

A little embarrassed, he stabilized his body, and he glanced at his feet suspiciously. After finding a new foothold and pushing away some debris around him, Rob leaned over and picked up the stack of papers that he almost fell over and threw it aside.

Then he saw a cracked pothole on the ground and a pattern that looked like animal footprints.

"What's this?" Rob touched the cracked pit on it with his hand, and there was a trace of unease in his puzzled expression.

After a long time, he stood up and saw that there was actually one less tank parked at the intersection on the left!

It is impossible for a tank to disappear suddenly, it is the M1 main battle tank, weighing fifty or sixty tons, it is impossible to disappear as soon as it disappears!

He looked around like crazy, trying to find the vanishing tank, or some traces of its movement.

Then he was in the office building behind him and saw the chassis of the M1 main battle tank that had smashed through the wall and was embedded in the front desk.

Things began to become more and more incomprehensible. Rob shook his head in confusion, looked at the tank that smashed into the front desk of the office building, and then looked down at the huge footprints beside his feet, breathing fragrance.

"What the **** happened here?"

Leaving the footprints and tanks behind for a while, he continued to march toward the Empire State Building with his gun in hand.

Although he already knew that some unimaginable things happened here, when Rob overturned the debris and saw the "crater" in front of the Imperial Building, he was still completely speechless.

On the ground in front of him, a huge crater like a spider web appeared on the originally complete asphalt road.

The diameter is about ten meters, and the depth may be one meter five.

Rob stepped over the debris in front of him and jumped into the deep pit, carefully observing the progress, guessing how the pit was formed.

"Meteorite?" He gave a more probable answer, but soon new doubts appeared, "If it's really a meteorite, what about...things?"

Rob walked to the middle of the pit, looked at the depressions on the ground that looked like his feet, his lips trembled twice, and sighed: "It looks like two meteorites in the shape of the soles of the feet."

"Actually, it's the sole of the foot."

There was such an unfamiliar word in his ear, and Rob, who was always on alert, raised the muzzle of his gun instantly, turned and aimed in the right direction.

I don't know when, Li Wei stood on the edge of the pit, and was looking at it with interest, Rob, who was exactly the same as Will Smith, "Don't be nervous, although I'm not afraid of that thing, but I still don't want to be caught. That thing shot in the face."

After seeing that it was actually a living person, Rob was stunned for a moment, then immediately put down the gun, the vigilant expression on his face was gradually replaced by excitement.

Alive!

After three years, he finally saw a living person!

No one is bored enough to play role-playing games with a bunch of dummies all day long. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has not seen a living person for three years. The only social interaction is with Sam. Forced him into a schizophrenia, wishing he could talk to another self.

Now that he finally saw a living person, Rob couldn't help but stepped forward and said excitedly: "You are human, ah no! My name is Rob Neville! Do you need food? Or water? Or medicine? Oh , sorry, I'm so happy!"

Because he was too excited, he couldn't even speak well. Looking at Li Wei's eyes so eagerly, he stretched his legs and walked towards the edge of the pit.

Her steps were messy, and she almost fell.

Li Wei smiled and stretched out his hand, pulled Rob, and introduced himself: "Li Wei, an ordinary salesman."

Last night, he "assimilated" a large number of nearby Night Demons in a fancy way, and transformed them into key energy. Perhaps because the function has been repaired a little bit, the energy conversion efficiency has increased a lot.

Although he has never understood why the key can obtain energy from the life he assimilated, it has risen to 56.88%, totaling 16,341 Night Demons.

Because he wants to leave this world earlier, this world is too boring, almost all electronic products are extinct, there is no infinite happiness brought by the Internet, and there are not even people who are amused by him!

What happiness can there be in such a world!

What reason does he have to stay? !

There is still a reason...

Helping a bunch of "Will Smith" dog Sam survive, the dog's loyal spirit of protecting the owner is worthy of recognition, and I cried when I saw the movie for the first time!

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