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His intuition told him that he had come to the right place.
In places where scrap metal gathers, you can definitely find traces of human existence.
After climbing up a high slope in front, Jiang Lu looked down and was suddenly shocked, his eyes filled with shock.
Behind the back slope, there turned out to be a basin the size of three or four football fields, about forty to fifty meters deep.
The metal debris that was already everywhere just now was nothing compared to the scene in the basin.
The scrapped tools and discarded metal items inside had already piled up like a mountain.
There was even a medium-sized passenger plane that had crashed in the corner and had lost a wing.
This basin gave Jiang Lu the feeling that a meteorite had fallen and created a big hole, destroying a corner of a prosperous city.
Without having time to mourn the destroyed civilization of the past, it was Jiang Lu who immediately slid down the slope of nearly 60 degrees.
However, as soon as he reached the bottom of the basin, Jiang Lu realized something was wrong.
I was too far away to see clearly just now, but now looking carefully, I can see that the surface of these debris or garbage is full of traces of being destroyed by wind and sand.
Normally, if there were living people here, there should be some traces. However, there was a mountain of garbage in front of us, and almost every object was covered with a thick layer of yellow sand. Not to mention traces, there was not even a single footprint.
Jiang Lu fell into deep thought.
These scrapped items, if disassembled into some parts, should be able to be assembled into something very rare in the wasteland.
Just like the plane that passed by on the day I first arrived, it was obvious that it was made up of parts from different places.
This mechanical cemetery in front of us should be a valuable asset to people outside the safe zone.
How come there is no one here?
It was possible that they hadn't been discovered, but it had only taken me a few hours to get here after being exiled, which meant that this place was only a few hundred kilometers away from Paradise City. But this wasteland must have been around for at least a century, right? It didn't make sense that no one had discovered it.
Just as he was wondering, a strange noise was heard in the basin, and then the ground began to shake.
Jiang Lu was stunned and looked around, but because of the echo, he couldn't tell the direction from which the sound came.
By the time he discovered the source of the sound, it was too late.
The first thing that felt strange was Jiang Lu's ankles.
It was as if I was caught by something.
He lowered his head subconsciously, and then uttered "Fuck!" in a clear voice.
At some point, countless distorted human faces appeared on the ground beneath my feet.
They were embedded in the mud and sand, with countless pairs of empty and lifeless eye sockets, all aimed at Jiang Lu.
And right below Jiang Lu, a pair of withered hands tightly grasped his ankles, as if trying to drag him down.
Jiang Lu took a deep breath and felt a coolness on the back of his head.
Looking up, I saw the same scene on the slope where I had just slid down.
Tonight, he is the chosen one, the only one, and the world...is focused on him.
Chapter 33: The Authority Dog’s Big Victory!
Jiang Lu's body gradually sank, and soon the mud and sand covered his ankles.
And he was still struggling with what these things were.
"Undead? No, not spirits, but infected ones..."
Jiang Lu tried to bend the arm around his ankle, but found it was as hard as iron. He had no choice but to use the evil god's left hand to break the arm.
But as soon as he broke free, several new pairs of hands grabbed him.
I can’t break it. I can’t break it at all!
In addition to these infected people who were trying to drag him underground, there were tens of thousands of other infected people approaching this side.
Jiang Lu was like bait used to bait a fish nest. As soon as he appeared, he attracted the fish's covetousness and they rushed to eat him.
boom--
As they moved, the already unstable sand and rocks began to collapse, sliding down towards Jiang Lu at the bottom of the basin.
The infected have physical bodies. They are monsters that people who have been irradiated become after death. They only have instincts left but no consciousness. They are more like zombies. Using the supervisor necklace will have no effect on such things.
I have to say, he is under a lot of pressure.
In just a moment, he was buried deeper in the ground, and the mud and sand had buried him up to his calves.
But Jiang Lu has always been a flexible person.
If they are not spirits, then turn them into spirits!
He activated the seemingly useless supervisor necklace.
With his hands on the ground, Jiang Lu tried hard to prevent his chest from being compressed and shouted:
"I, Jiang Lu, cannot move mountains, break rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress monsters, command gods, pluck stars, destroy cities, and split the sky without a sword! But I am a noble authority dog! Ling Lai!"
Following his order, countless undead spirits lurking in the dark, centered around the cemetery, immediately came forward following the sound.
They were like dogs that smelled a bone, or more like maggots that smelled shit. Under the huge echo created by Jiang Lu in the basin, they received his order and swarmed in.
The undead silently filled the basin, but the infected could not sense them and remained fearless.
However, Jiang Lu did not summon the undead to have them fight the infected.
He had a better plan!
Seeing that the loess was almost up to his neck, Jiang Lu remained very calm.
In his opinion, he already had everything going for him: the right time, the right place, and the right people.
"You lowly dogs, go and attach yourself to these infected people, control them, and then obey my orders!"
Under the influence of the supervisor's necklace, these undead quickly moved and rushed madly towards the remains of the infected.
Even living people can be possessed by the undead and have their control over their bodies taken away, let alone the infected who have no souls?
In almost just a moment, the situation reversed!
Jiang Lu steadied his body and stopped sinking.
He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to order: "Lift me up high!"
In a moment, Jiang Lu, who was more than 20 meters above the ground, silently looked at the infected people piled up under his feet, which had formed a real sea of people. It always felt like a scene from an old movie called World War Z that he had seen before.
Because all the infected people hiding underground in the desert have emerged from the ground, large-scale landslides have occurred in the original basin.
Not only did it sink deeper, but the affected area also became larger.
For example, the steep sand slope that previously surrounded the basin has now become a gentle slope with a horizontal distance of about 100 meters.
With this place as the center, the terrain within a radius of several hundred meters has become lower, and most of the parts or materials have sunk into the ground, filling the empty and floating sand because the infected people crawled out.
Jiang Lu had never expected that there were so many monsters hidden under the yellow sand.
At this moment, he suddenly realized.
It’s not that no one has discovered the treasures here, it’s just that they are simply not lucky enough to enjoy them.
These infected people all look extremely terrifying. Perhaps it is because they have buried themselves underground for a long time, reducing the degree of oxidation and decay to a certain extent, that they are able to maintain the most basic ability to move.
Almost all of them were missing body parts to varying degrees. Jiang Lu even saw an inspirational guy who was still struggling to crawl on the ground with his hands without his lower body.
This is the original stone of Geodude.
Jiang Lu would usually laugh out loud in a very uncivilized manner when he saw this kind of scene, but now he was not interested in it.
He sat cross-legged, high on the pile of infected corpses, with his back hunched, his elbows resting on his legs, his chin supported by his hands, looking somewhat listless.
There was such a big commotion here but no one paid attention. It can almost be judged as an uninhabited area.
What's worse, the surrounding terrain has also changed because of these infected people breaking out of the ground.
He was now completely disoriented, and had no idea where he had come from. Because of the words "lift me up high", these infected people were carrying him up in a spiral and he had no idea where he had come from.
How can this be fixed?
Jiang Lu thought about it, picked a unlucky guy around him at random, and slapped him.
"Do you know where the human settlements are nearby?"
He didn't hold out much hope at first, because he estimated that the undead who were controlling these infected people were most likely locals nearby, and they probably didn't know what was going on in other places.
But what surprised him was that the other person actually knew it.
It’s a pity that the vocal cords of the infected body had long since rotted away, so the undead could not make any sound and could only gesture and point in several directions.
Jiang Lu scratched his head: "How far is it? What's the scale?"
The undead gestured again.
The direction is fine, but when it comes to specific information, it cannot be expressed clearly just by gestures.
Seeing that Jiang Lu still couldn't understand, the undead became anxious and began to carve words on the other unlucky guy with his sharp claws.
Jiang Lu looked closely.
"Fuck, I don't know this word."
If the supervisor's necklace wasn't too powerful and the infected's body wasn't functioning very poorly, the undead would probably be dead.
What illiterate?!
But Jiang Lu was also confused.
"That shouldn't be the case... I can understand all the information Feng Yuanzheng gave me. Could it be that this is a multi-ethnic civilization?"
He called over a few more undead spirits, and found that the words they carved were all the same.
This is very embarrassing.
The undead can understand Jiang Lu's words that are synchronized into the common language of Paradise City through the system, but the characters used by both parties are not the same.
If it's on your side, one party will usually start stealing history in this situation.
After thinking it over again and again, Jiang Lu simply gave up asking questions to these foreign ghosts who didn't speak his language, and decided to go and take a look himself.