A lake with no edges swayed with the wind on the left side of the vehicle, and next to it were buildings from the old world.

Some of them have collapsed, some are abnormally dilapidated, and some are covered with yellow plants on the surface, falling down from time to time.

"Is this Red Stone Collection?" Long Yuehong, who was driving, asked in surprise.

They had been south of the Wild Grass City for a while. According to the approximate location provided by "Uncle Sun" Sun Fei and the leader of the "Rootless" team, Feilin, and the route pointed by several ruins hunters teams on the way, they barely found the Nuhu area and locked in a larger area.

Then, based on the traces left by human activities, they found the ruins of the city located by the lake.

——Without satellites providing positioning and guides, they could only rely on this stupid method. After all, Bai Chen only knew and understood the Redstone Collection and had never really come. Her activity area was limited to "Pangu", "First City" and "White Knights".

This is also the norm for most ruin hunters and wilderness wanderers. Although they may live without a fixed place and are born from ruins, they are still limited to a certain area by intelligence, materials, connections, courage and experience.

Bai Chen, who was in the passenger seat, was also a little puzzled:

"It seems like it has been abandoned for a long time."

"That shit is quite fresh, which means there are many people here. Even if it is not Redstone Collection, you should know where Redstone Collection is." Shang Jianyao, who was in the back row, said in a sure tone.

He was very confident in the traces he had found.

When leaving from Wild Grass City, in order to gather materials for military exoskeleton devices, Jiang Baimian proposed to sell the excess car to the "Rootless" caravan.

Because Shang Jianyao was holding a jeep and refused to let go, he said that everyone was already a companion and had to not abandon it. Therefore, the "old adjustment team" could only sell the bulletproof off-road car given by Xu Liyan.

In order to improve Jeep's survival ability and enhance everyone's safety factor, Jiang Baimian received almost half of the supplies, and asked Feilin and others to add bulletproof glass and thicker armor to the car and transform the electric engine.

——Of course they would not prepare the food and ammunition needed for the journey themselves. They directly reported it back to the company and obtained a large batch through Chen Xufeng.

Just do business!

Hearing Shang Jianyao's words, Jiang Baimian raised his hand and pressed his nose:

"Go into the ruins and walk around to see what you can find."

After saying that, she glanced at the book in Shang Jianyao's hand:

"How are you watching?"

Before leaving, she took advantage of Shang Jianyao's "privileges" to borrow a batch of unpopular books related to diseases from the Yecaocheng Public Library.

"It's very rewarding." Shang Jianyao looked at Long Yuehong and drove the vehicle to the ruins of the city.

"Oh?" Jiang Baimian expressed curiosity in his tone.

Shang Jianyao answered seriously:

"Studying medicine cannot save all mankind."

Jiang Baimian was a little confused for a moment:

"What's the meaning?"

"Effective organization, the spirit of exploration, the courage to experiment, scientific methods, and the inheritance of knowledge are the most important, and medicine is just one of the links." Shang Jianyao talked happily.

"So, have you found new ideas to deal with the 'disease island'?" Jiang Baimian pointed to the point.

During this period, Shang Jianyao always discussed the "disease island" with her without any hesitation, so she did not help him avoid Bai Chen and Long Yuehong.

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

"No.

"We can only continue to work hard according to our current ideas."

"Yes, keep this spirit of fighting repeatedly." Jiang Baimian encouraged.

Bai Chen looked at the building ruins where cement cracks and steel bars were spent, hesitated for a moment, and still gave his own suggestions:

"In fact, you can really have a minor illness and feel the true appearance of the disease."

"I have also considered this plan." Although I have rejected Shang Jianyao's similar ideas before, in fact, Jiang Baimian did not completely give up this direction. "The main reason is that this guy is as strong as a cow, and he does not have minor illnesses at all. If he is deliberately infected, the severity will be easily out of control. Alas, it really doesn't work, so let's talk about it when he returns to the company."

Long Yuehong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but then she closed her mouth rationally.

The next second, Shang Jianyao spoke:

"You can make Long Yuehong catch a cold first and then infect me."

"What's the difference?" Jiang Baimian cursed, "Okay, observe the surroundings."

At this time, the slightly old and tattered military green jeep drove into the ruins of the city that stretched far away from the lakeside.

Similar ruins in the old world always make people unable to see the end at first sight, and are beyond imagination.

This place is very similar to the ruins next to the "Rootless" camp. A large number of buildings collapsed, the road surface was sunken, and there was no valuable thing left. It was desolate and extremely quiet.

"In the old world, what a lively place..." Long Yuehong remembered the scene after the "lights on" the ruins of Swamp No. 1.

And that is not enough to restore one-tenth of the old world urban scene.

"The decline of human civilization is sometimes faster and thorough than we imagined, and sometimes more tenacious and tenacious than anyone thinks." Jiang Baimian looked out the window at the city that had been dead for many years, and then sighed.

Bai Chen made detailed observations:

"These collapses and destructions have been around for some time, and they have not happened recently."

She is not a professional for a specific number of years and cannot judge.

"At least, the possibility of Redstone Collection being destroyed recently was ruled out, well, the premise is that it is indeed Redstone Collection." Jiang Baimian looked at the lifeless gray concrete, the chaotic steel bars, the glass slag exposed in the weeds and the rusty hollow window frames swept through before his eyes.

They wandered around the ruins of this dead city for more than ten or twenty minutes, but never found any traces of human settlement.

"It seems that I've gone wrong. Redstone Gathering is somewhere else nearby." Long Yuehong, who was driving, expressed his judgment. "The ruins of such a large city are not like market towns. They should have come here often to find valuable items, which left those traces."

Hearing his words, Shang Jianyao suddenly became energetic, as if he had already confirmed that this was the Red Stone Collection.

"Hey!" Long Yuehong knew what this guy was thinking and couldn't help but complain.

Similarly, Jiang Baimian also grasped Shang Jianyao's "reasoning" process:

Long Yuehong has bad luck and is not very lucky, so the route he chose and the answers he gave are often deviated from the correct ones.

In that case, when he said that this place does not look like the Redstone Collection, it is likely that this place will be the Redstone Collection!

Before Jiang Baimian could scold Shang Jianyao and protect Long Yuehong's self-esteem, his expression suddenly changed slightly, as if he was a little amused and crying.

She coughed and pointed to a tall building next to the road that had not completely collapsed but was extremely dilapidated, and was obviously also bombarded:

"There's someone inside."

"Yes!" Shang Jianyao agreed with a very affirmative attitude.

They also sensed that there were human electrical signals and consciousness in the building, and the straight line distance was no more than fifteen meters.

Long Yuehong's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

"Coincidence, coincidence." Jiang Baimian comforted with a dry smile, "Stop the car, Shang Jianyao and I went in to find the man and asked the road."

Shang Jianyao also comforted Long Yuehong:

“I am more sure of your importance to our group now.

"You are our compass!"

What kind of compass isn't it a compass? Long Yuehong subconsciously had a problem.

In an instant, as Shang Jianyao's good friend, he understood what this means:

The compass is used to point to the right direction, and the compass is used to eliminate the wrong route!

At this moment, he felt a little itchy.

"You have to be careful that one day Xiaohong will shoot you in the black gun behind your back." Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao while pushing the door and getting out of the car.

Shang Jianyao thought for a while, walked out of the driver's window, and said sincerely:

"You can tell me directly that I don't like this to joke with it."

After saying that, he smiled and said:

"But the premise I accept is that when practicing fighting, you beat me once."

"A provocation at the elementary school level." Jiang Baimian walked past and commented.

Long Yuehong was silent for a few seconds, looked at Shang Jianyao and said:

“I will work hard.”

Although he had been working hard to improve himself in previous fighting training, his long-term self-awareness made him accept "mediocrity" and he did not have to win or lose.

After watching Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian enter the building next to the road, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong took their weapons and got out of the car to monitor the surrounding areas, including the roof of the building where there might be snipers.

After a while, when the two exchanged positions, Bai Chen suddenly whispered:

“Everyone has times of bad luck.”

Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment and smiled:

"Thanks."

In that building, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao quickly locked a room on the edge of the hall.

They then took a light step and crossed the area of ​​gray stones and glass fragments to reach there.

After exchanging his eyes, Shang Jianyao walked around tacitly and guarded at another exit of the room.

When he was in his place, Jiang Baimian shouted loudly in the area inside that people could not shoot:

"Come out, we've found you."

The room with the wooden doors closed was silent, and nothing seemed to exist.

After more than ten seconds, the side door in front of Shang Jianyao opened silently.

A gray man in his twenties leaned over his waist and came out.

He suddenly stopped, raised his head, and saw a sunny smiling face:

"I found you!"

The "ice moss" in Shang Jianyao's hand had already hit the man's forehead.

The man immediately raised his hands and acted very tame:

"I lost."

Hearing this sentence, Shang Jianyao was a little surprised:

"Why do you say you lost?

“We are not playing again.”

The man who pointed a gun at his forehead calmly replied:

"This is the rule of our Redstone Collection and the doctrine of our sect."

"Sect?" Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly lit up, "Is your doctrine a play of hide and seek, hide and seek?"

The man was stunned for several seconds before answering:

"No, you are always vigilant and hiding."

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and asked back:
Chapter completed!