The sky is gray.

The clouds were scattered over the dome, as if a careless painter accidentally splashed thick ink on the scroll and didn't know how to modify it, so he smeared two strokes to form such a picture.

It gives people a feeling of depression and unhappiness.

Due to the geographical locations, the climate here is quite different from the environment before Fuli.

This has been the weather like this for the past three days.

Even the city under the gray curtain seemed a little gloomy and unknown.

Although Anle saw the outline of the city this morning, it was like the top of the mountain you saw when climbing a mountain - looking close, there was actually a distance that could not be ignored.

And just like this, Anle saw some discomfort from a distance, as if there was some substance in the city that harmed the body.

The closer you get, the more intense the discomfort you feel.

even……

A slight tingling sensation came from the surface of the happy skin.

The fishy smell of rust penetrated into his nose.

‘This taste…’

Anle frowned, narrowed his eyes, lowered his body and touched the gray-black soil on the ground. The soil felt rough and dry, containing some bad substance, which also brought a slight tingling pain to the surface of the skin.

Some speculation emerged in his mind.

‘If that is true, that would be too…’

But no matter what, Anle's supplies were indeed exhausted and he was lost.

Instead of continuing to move forward aimlessly on the wasteland, it is better to enter the city for a temporary rest.

Perhaps we can also recruit more employees for the company.

By the way, in these two months, 78 extraordinary people above D level in the Stone Clan have become believers of the Lord of Chaos All-knowing.

It has to be said that the people of the Stone Clan are indeed a group of people with different talents. The probability of the extraordinary among ordinary people is about one percent, and the proportion of the D-level extraordinary people in the Stone Clan is far exceeding this standard, almost one-tenth.

This is also related to the cruel battles and elimination they have to go through every day.

Before Anle was teleported away by the "Shadow of Infiniteness", the original 800 remaining Stone tribe members were reduced to a population of only a few more than 700.

The wasteland is extremely dangerous after all.

Even with the protection of peace, after losing the power of the strange stone, they still encountered repeated attacks, and it was normal for casualties to occur.

The most dangerous time, the people of the Stone tribe encountered "silent gray and white" - as early as when Anle first left the city, he encountered that kind of existence. It was a kind of soul that could deprive and eliminate all the colors of things and turn them into simple black and white.

The creatures deprived of color will disappear from the real world at some unknown moment and arrive in an unknown space.

As Xin Qingyi records in "Travels of the Wasteland", those who lost their color may not die, but are locked in the cracks without light and heat, without time and space, forever.

It will not be released until the end of time.

Xin Qingyi said bluntly in the book - [Instead of ending in that situation, I would rather die happily!]

[Maybe you can become a ghost and be able to have a love affair with your kind.]

Anle shook her head with a strange expression.

Every time I think of Xin Qingyi, the style of painting will always deviate to a strange direction.

"Master, it smells so annoying..."

A small voice sounded in Anle's ears.

The phantom of the girl in the white dress appeared and showed a disgusting expression.

After all, the journey alone is a bit lonely, Anle simply takes the small statue with her.

It’s not just to use her strength to do something, but to just simply... relieve boredom.

——Ganxiang, who lives in her left eye, cannot let her out casually for reasons that will attract attention.

"You feel uncomfortable, too?"

Anle asked Xiaoxiao in his heart.

After living in the church for so long, Xiaoxiao was gradually stained with the breath and was stamped with a unique mark.

——In Xiaoxiao’s own words, it’s “I’m not clean anymore!”

But this strengthened the connection between Anle and her.

Without making a sound, they can communicate through their minds.

The only disadvantage is that Anle can sometimes hear some small thoughts that shouldn't be heard.

"It's a very annoying smell... the air, soil, and that city here are all super annoying!"

Xiaoxiao used three "super" to express her disgust.

"If you live here for a long time, you will definitely get sick, right?"

Anle added: "It is probably still an incurable disease."

At this time, Anle will not exceed five hundred meters from the edge of the city.

He was walking on a relatively spacious road.

Apart from being spacious, this road has no commendable advantages. The road surface is bumpy and uneven at all, and is covered with bullet craters - not "bullets" but "bullets" of "cannonballs".

Some pits and cracks were filled with soil and even the steps of compaction were skipped.

You can vaguely see blood and wreckage that have not been transported away in time, and stepping on a piece of fingers with one foot.

Just a quick glance at Anle can see that the corpses seem to... do not belong to humans?

His distorted and deformed body was frightening and terrifying, which scared Xiaoxiao.

"This, where is this?"

"Where is a city road like this?"

Anle didn't answer her.

The remaining smoke and blood lingered around, and... very fresh!

It means that the battle broke out not long ago.

Danger, maybe not far away!

Look around with peace.

Occasionally, you can see some low sheds around, built sporadically on both sides of the road. Their architectural style is different from the ones you see in Yuele City and Shi Clan Camp.

If you have to say it, this may be the so-called "Syrian war-damaging style?"

There were seemingly non-existent gazes coming from the inside.

but.

Until Anle passed by the shed and left her back, no accident happened.

*******

Hiding in the shed are a group of thin men, like malnourished men.

Although they have a variety of clothes and are ragged, they are like miscellaneous soldiers, but they are holding real guys in their hands, and they are professional robbery teams.

There are even snipers hiding above the shed, and the scope always locks in the peace not far away.

But without the command from the leader, he could only watch the target go away.

"Brother, why don't you order the shooting!"

The sniper rolled down from the roof agilely, like a smart cat, asking depressed and slightly dissatisfied.

"He has only one person, what's there to be afraid of?"

The leader sneered.

"Haha, just because he is alone, he can't do it easily."

"After looking at his clothes and his actions, you will know that he is not from our place, and he is probably a traveler on the wasteland."

The cat-like sniper asked in confusion.

“Isn’t that better?”

"A foreigner, who has not joined any force, will not care about death on the road!"

The leader stared at him with a look of regret, and knocked on his forehead hard.

Because they are many technical troops in the team, the leader did not knock too hard, but just said earnestly.

"What I am afraid of is not the power or background, but the target himself!"

"Who is the one who can travel through the wasteland alone these days who is easy to mess with?"

"Crashing into the iron plate, we're all done."
To be continued...