A rotten corpse crawled hard on the road."

The empty eye sockets seemed to be staring at the misty town in the distance.

Among the death army just now, it may be the only soldier who fell behind.

"Gurl." It dragged it, muttering weakly, and looked up at the dim sky. Although it had no neck.

Then the next moment, a silver stream of light flashed, and the rotten head exploded and black blood splattered everywhere.

"Tsk." I shook the filth that was accidentally stained on my gloves, "It's so disgusting."

"In this case, the flying knife cannot be recycled." I sighed. It was originally a reusable item, but in this case, it became a consumable. I have to say that this is also a huge consumption for the materials itself.

After all, the enemies may be endless, but weapons are limited after all.

Besides, Elise doesn't provide me with supplies.

So, what about Elise?

I agreed to come here later after I finished preparing at home? I have already arrived at Jianliang.

Alas, it's really unreliable.

But...

I looked at the black city in the distance.

"I was very defensive when I was there last time. What did I give birth to?"

An anxiety arose in my heart.

"Is there anyone else? They can fight! They can move! They can walk!" Xie Lan leaned on the sword and leaned against the city wall beside him, hoarsely.

No one responded.

Except for the surging tide of corpses under the city.

"Gu." Several rotten corpses touched up along the stairs of the city wall, as if they were about to attack Xie Lan, but obviously their body structure was not suitable for climbing stairs. The attack efficiency was quite inefficient.

Xie Lan slanted his two swords and slashed them all under the city.

"Cough." He slowly sat down with the wall, took out the notebook in the lining, and started to hold the secretary.

"On the ninth day of Lanyue, Jianliang City... fell."

Looking at the growing army of stairs climbing under the city, he seemed to gradually give up his resistance.

Perhaps it was because the rotten corpses that had been shot down before attracted other attention, and they seemed to focus their targets on the living man on the city wall.

What's more, it's not night now, it's day now, and their target is not the light source.

The number of rotten corpses involved in the capture of the city tower is growing rapidly with a view to the naked eye.

The total number of corrupt corpses this time siege is about several times that of the past, and the reason is not just because of the joining of that convoy.

It seems that they really understand the importance of quantity.

No matter how weak the individual's power is, if they form a collective, even a stacked arhats can stack them onto the city wall.

Looking at the surging army in front of him, Xie Lan slowly moved the sword to his neck.

"Ba." A rotten hand put on the ground in front of Xie Lan.

Then the hand was stepped into a ball of paste in front of him.

Standing in front of him was a familiar figure.

"Don't be fine, Captain Thank you."

The player named "Long Night on the Edge" smiled.

To be honest, throwing the rope ladder up from outside the city wall and fixing it is a difficult task.

And I finally climbed up and felt like I was about to fall apart.

But despite this, I still had to face the huge army under the city and took Xie Lan away from this place.

By the way, look for survivors, although it doesn't look like it will.

"Can you still walk?" I patted Captain Xie on the shoulder and asked.

He shook his head.

"Don't worry about me anymore. The city I guarded has fallen to this point. I should live and die with it." He leaned against the city wall and looked at the hellish scene powerlessly.

"Ph." I spat, "Since you are the only survivor of your land, you should survive with the fire of your settlements and spread your culture and your spirit, rather than sitting here like a coward."

He stared at me quietly.

"You don't look like a player...but you're more like a person from our world."

"Well, everything will be over when you die. I do have more important things to do." He turned his head and grasped the sword again.

"But..." He looked at the stairs in front of him, which were filled with rotten corpses. This was the only way.

I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"We'll kill all the way from here." I stretched out my right hand.

The white square in the hand leaps up and down, spreading a soft halo outward.

"Quickly build flamethrower!"

The source material cube quickly expanded and turned into a huge hideous beast in front of me.

Just opposite the muzzle was the staircase covered with filth.

"Let the flame purify everything!!!!!!"

A huge tongue of flames squirted out, and countless flames intertwined, turning into a hot dragon, stretching out among the corpses, and exerting its messy calligraphy art.

Under such high temperatures, not only the rotten corpses, but also the black fog itself was burned to pieces and turned into nothingness.

Soon, a road leading into the city was cleared out, and these rotten corpses and black mist were completely unable to withstand the power of the flames. They were burned into ashes almost within seconds.

We explored all the buildings in the town, but there was no progress.

So far, he is still a survivor and has not yet appeared.

On the way of exploration, I also tried to communicate with Xie Lan.

"So do Jianliang and its surrounding towns belong to Gear City?"

"Yes." He replied.

"Which country does Gear City belong to?"

He shook his head, "Gear City is an independent force, it does not belong to any country, nor is it within the jurisdiction of any country."

"I'm curious about that." I suddenly thought of something, "Gear City looks so locked, so how did its source of income come from?"

Xie Lan thought for a moment, and his eyes were on my flamethrower.

"Arms, weapons."

"They sold the weapons they produced to warlike countries and forces, and allowed them to show off their power in front of their enemies."

“The victory obtained by using the weapons they produce is itself an advertisement, so naturally more people will be willing to become their customers.”

This is the first time I have heard of these things, and I can't help but be surprised.

"By the way, even that halo church is said to have had a deal with them."

A thought suddenly flashed, and I looked at Xie Lan and asked, "What about the other weapons?"

"Apart from...arms?" Xie Lan was a little confused, "What does it mean?"

Actually, there is a reason why I asked this question, because the valuable things I have in Gear City are more than arms.

What did the lab that Elise took me to do?

Why do residents there lie down at night?

And, to be honest.

Arms may be their secondary industries, and their main industries are far from that simple.

"If you don't know, it's better not to answer. I'll ask you one last question."

Xie Lan nodded slightly, stared at me, waiting for my problem.

"How long has the history of Gear City and your large settlement?" I raised this question that seems very critical to me.

If I understand the answer to this question, it will probably answer some of my doubts.

"Two generations, 58 years." Xie Lan thought for a while and replied.

"In fact, the recorded history of this world is only 80 years short. No one knows what the world was like 80 years ago."

This is so strange.

"Don't there not even people over 80 years old?" I said in surprise.

"Yes." Xie Lan replied, "but as long as it involves 80 years of history, it will become blank, including memory."
To be continued...