At about nine o'clock the next morning, Bai Chen drove a disguised jeep, carrying three other members of the "Old Transfer Group" and the leader of the "Rootless" camp, Fei Lin, followed a caravan composed of five or six vehicles to head towards the Wild Grass City.

I don’t know if it’s time to work or strive for the real reason, but the colors of the jeep after re-painting are not very harmonious, but it can be seen that it is military green camouflage.

This is very similar to most jeeps running on the dust - once they touch and bump, they either have no place to practice, or they just practice it casually, and there is no need to pay attention to so many things.

The reason why Fei Lin did not take the car of his business group was because he felt that when he arrived in the Wild Grass City, he would have to hurry up and chat for a while.

This caused three big men to squeeze in the back row of the Jeep. Fortunately, the car is spacious and will not affect the riding experience.

After leaving the camp and going around to the other side, Long Yuehong finally saw the most important facilities in this area:

Water plant.

It is surrounded by green trees and the environment is quite good. It seems that it is "taken on" very well.

After passing this water plant, a city ruin gradually unfolded before all members of the "old tuner group".

Almost all the tall buildings here have collapsed, either gray or brown "mud blocks" and stubbornly rusted steel bars are piled up in a mess, covered by yellow ivy leaves and various plants, only a part is vaguely exposed.

It's like countless people who were buried alive, finally putting their hands out before they died, trying to catch something.

Compared to the ruins of the city deep in the swamp, the original appearance of the old world is no longer visible here.

Even the ruins hunters gave up here.

——The remaining things are either difficult to collect or worthless.

If he hadn't entered the depths of the swamp or seen the silhouettes of the old world, Long Yuehong would at most sigh at such a scene. But now, he was in a very complicated mood, both inexplicably heavy and sad.

"Oh..." Jiang Baimian, who was in the passenger seat, sighed gently.

Fei Lin sat between Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, looking out the window and said:

"When my grandfather was still alive, he told me what kind of tourist city this is.

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have come here in a big RV."

Shang Jianyao did not take over Fei Lin's words and suddenly said:

"I want to play a song."

"Recalling the past?" Jiang Baimian asked back with great understanding.

Shang Jianyao's focus is:

"right."

"Forget it, it affects your mood." Jiang Baimian waved his hand, "This road is difficult to drive, so don't disturb Bai Chen."

In this completely abandoned city ruin, due to the collapse of buildings and the sinking of the ground, many roads were either buried or interrupted and could not be passed at all. Vehicles could only constantly change their routes and move forward little by little.

Fortunately, whether it is Bai Chen, Fei Lin, or the "rootless people" who lead the way, they are still familiar with this place and will not get lost.

"I am really grateful to those ruin hunters for getting rid of all the cars blocked on the road. Otherwise, I could only bypass the ruins of this city, which would be too late." During this process, Jiang Baimian sighed sincerely.

"We have a lot of credit for this." Fei Lin smiled and touched the gray beard on his mouth. "We have many cars from our business group. Now they are all the masters."

During the chat, the convoy took more than an hour to slowly pass through the most severely damaged area of ​​the city ruins. The road conditions gradually improved. You could even see the mid-air road supported by giant gray columns ahead. The above was extremely empty and the traces of damage were not obvious, but there were many withered weeds.

After a while, the convoy arrived next to the "Turbid River".

The flowing water here is rolling with a yellowish color, as if mixed with a lot of mud and sand.

Since it is winter, many parts of the riverbed have been directly exposed to the air and are covered with silt.

In the diagonal front of the convoy, a medium-sized bridge supported by pairs of piers spans both sides of the straits.

After passing the new bridge, I drove forward for about ten minutes, and a gray-white city wall several meters high appeared in everyone's eyes.

"That's the Wild Grass City." Feilin introduced.

"There are city walls?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise and curiosity.

He remembered that the textbooks wrote that cities in the old world were no longer as they were in ancient times, and they had to build tall and strong city walls, at most, schools and other places. For the sake of convenience of management, a circle of low-high walls would be built.

If it was made after the destruction of the old world, what a big project it would be!

Feilin smiled and said:

“This is an accessory to the ruins of the city just now.

"Before the destruction of the old world, what kind of ancient city is it said."

"Tourist attractions? In order to restore the ancient style, the city walls were preserved and repaired?" Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own knowledge.

Feilin said "yes":

"I heard that at that time, when many survivors were preparing to build settlements, they considered the ruins before, but the damage was too serious. There were city walls here, their own water plants, and they were close to the hydropower station."

Speaking of this, he laughed:

"Although the city walls cannot defend against cannons or bombs, they can at least block wild beasts, monsters and 'intentional people', so that everyone can gain more sense of security."

While talking, the convoy arrived at the gate of Wild Grass City.

There was a bit of congestion here, and the Jeep was slow to release.

Long Yuehong pressed the car window, looked out, and found that there were a lot of people crowded at the city gate.

They were wearing ragged or old clothes, their faces turned pale in the cold winter wind, and their lips were a little blue.

Most of these people are middle-aged and young men and women, followed by children, and none of them are older.

Their expressions were more or less numb, and they moved forward mechanically along the line.

"Is this?" Long Yuehong turned around and looked at Feilin.

Feilin half-supported his body and tried hard to take a look at the city gate.

He quickly sat down again and sighed:

"This is all the wilderness wanderers who have no winter food, come and try their luck in the Wild Weed City."

"Can you find a job here?" Long Yuehong asked according to the habits of the company's employees.

Feilin smiled as if he was ridiculous:

"The one with the best luck is to be taken in or bought by the 'Hunter Guild' and trained as a direct line.

"The second-rate luck is favored by the nobles and men and become slaves.

"Another a little short of that, I was taken to various surrounding estates and became a serf.

"I was not very lucky and I was bought back by those who were in the flesh and blood business.

"The worst luck is to be a miner..."

After listening to Feilin's description, the jeep became extremely quiet and no one spoke for a long time.

Long Yuehong watched the vehicle surpass those people bit by bit, but she didn't know what she could do.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at Shang Jianyao, and saw that the friend had a solemn expression.

Finally, Jiang Baimian broke the silence and repeated a word like mockingly:

"noble……"

"Didn't this learn from 'Zhucheng'? After all, he is a part of 'Zhucheng'." Feilin didn't care much about this.

Long Yuehong calmed down and continued to ask:

"Why do they still have to line up at the door?"

He remembered Bai Chen mentioned that Wild Grass City is quite open and there is no tax on entering the city.

"Who knows if there are so many homeless people carrying any infectious diseases? At this time, you must do a basic examination, otherwise everyone will be done together." Feilin is quite familiar with similar procedures.

"Yeah." Long Yuehong nodded and asked, "Hey, why are there no old people..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up:

"I see."

In such a cold season, and lack of food and clothing, and older people will definitely not be able to enter the Wild Grass City. It is better to stop yourself and concentrate resources for future generations.

This may even include their bodies.

This perception made Long Yuehong feel uncomfortable.

Fei Lin immediately patted Long Yuehong on the shoulder:

"Oh, get used to it, this is dust.

“It will be even worse when the first snow falls.”

Speaking of this, he looked north:

"I heard that it has snowed in the Black Swamp Wilderness..."

"Snow Disaster..." Bai Chen, who was driving, remembered something.

Jiang Baimian immediately comforted her:

"Fortunately, Shuiwei Town doesn't have to worry about these problems anymore."
To be continued...