"Where are you from? Why can't I hear your accent?" After getting on the city wall, the young bearded guard pulled up the two tires again.

The city wall is only two meters wide, one guard and there is a wooden barrel, which is where the guard sits and rests.

Duda clapped his hands to promote blood circulation: "Are there any taboos here?"

"Don't cause trouble," said the man, "or you will be thrown into the river. Where are you from?"

"Thank you." Duda glanced around, saw the stairs going down, ignored the man, and walked down.

"Hey hey!" The guard chased after him and pressed his hand towards Duda's shoulder, "Why don't you say where you are from?"

Duda avoided sideways.

"What do you want to do?" Feihu's scimitar was already resting on the guard's neck.

"I, I me, I me, I just ask..." The guard stood there and swallowed, "I, I am the guard, this is my job..."

"We are passers-by," Duda said, "to find the lost brother."

"Well, we have a lot of orphans here, I might know!" The guard smiled and said with a forced smile. "Look, I'm a local, and I know everyone in this camp."

Duda signaled Feihu to put away his knife: "Have you ever seen a boy with scars on his forehead?"

"scar……"

Many naughty children will have this kind of scar, such as Duda had it when she was a child.

"How old is he?" asked the guard.

"He was six years old when something happened." Duda said it very clearly, but the connotation was very vague.

This incident can be understood as the destruction of civilization on planets, or as the little brother leaving his family.

Sure enough, the guard said unsuspectingly, "That's dangerous. A six-year-old child is only a year old now, and it's hard to survive in troubled times."

"We know," Duda said, "Do you have any clues? For example, a boy from another place."

"No tip... I'm asking this and that... Alas~! So tired!" The guard walked slowly back to his barrel, "You guys go down and find it yourself."

"What kind of transaction are you using here?" Duda said.

After such a big change, if the government has the ability to control it, it will not allow them to set up camp on the bridge deck. Once the government has no ability to control it, the currency symbol will naturally withdraw from the trading stage and enter a state of bartering.

"Anything is OK, like her knife." The guard smiled, "Of course, it's better to have food, do you have?" As he said, his tiny eyes turned two times on Duda's bag.

"Sorry, no."

"Then there is nothing to do." The guard leaned against the wall. "I don't think you don't have either. There is not even a horse that goes so far."

Duda subconsciously looked at his shoes.

This pair of sneakers I bought didn't have much mud. If the guard had a stronger observation ability, he would probably not have thought that the two of them were from afar.

In order to avoid trouble, Duda and Feihu walked down the stairs and truly stood on the bridge deck.

From the clichés just now, we can see that the entire catastrophe occurred two years ago, and local humans retreated from civilized society to their original state of settlement. As the two walked through the camp, they saw the helpless people lying in various tents, some of which were just large cartons.

When they walked to the middle of the camp, the two saw the neatly arranged used cars, some of which were already rusted, while others were still shiny.

"Hello." Duda greeted a man who was cleaning the car.

The man wore a black shirt, suit pants, and sneakers, and looked weird, but compared to the person who had fallen in a tent and wrapped a sheet on his body, he was obviously in the upper class of this small society.

Moreover, the car he wiped was a pretty good off-road vehicle, which was rough and powerful, and might be able to run.

The man had a blue stubble on his face, squinted his eyes and looked at Duda, and replied, "External?"

"Yes, I want to ask about some people and things," Duda said.

"Don't inquire about it." The man lazily wiped the car, "It's just such a big place, I'll finish it at a glance. And I've just arrived for a while and I'll leave soon."

Duda looked at the car and suspected that the small wooden bridge could really bear the weight of the car.

"I want to know how far west there is a camp." Duda said.

The middle-aged man opened the car door, took out a map from the driver's seat, and threw it to Duda.

——The interior design is very trendy, and the feel of this paper is very similar to that of the earth!

Duda expanded the map, lay on the front of the car, and sadly discovered that this was a world map.

"Thank you." Duda returned the map to the middle-aged man and determined his continent.

"Where are you going?" The middle-aged man put away the map, and the beads of sweat on his forehead shone in the sun.

"Anji." Duda casually reported a city to the west.

"That's not close." The man said, "Where is your car?"

"Stopped outside the camp," Duda said, "we don't know the attitude of the people here yet."

"Attitude?" the man sighed and continued to wipe the car. "What's the attitude now? Everyone is very practical. If you can live, you will live. If you can't survive, someone will bury you anyway."

"Sounds good." Duda said.

The man stood up, frowned and said, "You are strange."

"how?"

"You're coming from the east?"

"Yes."

"Then your ability to accept is really strong." The man said, "I can't accept cannibalism, even if it's a dead person."

"Ahem," Duda almost choked by his saliva, "I can't accept it either. In our place, burial does not mean eating."

"It seems that the east is indeed heaven!" The man sighed, "Stop talking about Anji, you go two hundred kilometers west, that's my hometown. If you go and see, it will have long become hell."

It seems that the damage to the east has been less.

Why did Gu Shaochao land in the West? Because of that square?

"Can you still drive this car?" Duda asked.

The man seemed to be used to the "cute boy from heaven" and asked some mentally retarded questions. He replied, "Wipe clean before someone can live there. This is my hotel."

"I'm still looking for the army, do you know where they are?" Duda asked.

"You..." the man took a step back, "You are a soldier!"

"Once it was." Seeing that he was so nervous, Duda quickly changed his tone, "I think it's safer to be with them."

"Huh, yes, it's much safer. As long as you can let them exploit and ravage, you will be given a piece of bread and a sip of soup every day." The man said in one breath, "But if you are useless, you will be thrown out to feed the beasts! Because you will drag down your comrades!"

"After all, they have no mind control..."

"Do you think it's really not?" the man was excited. "There are rumors in many places, and some people have disappeared for no reason! If it weren't for the brain wave weapon, what else would it be! Maybe a car would drive to the entrance of the camp tomorrow. Once the brain wave is turned on, we will all be captured and slaves!"

Well! There is really that kind of thing!

——Why didn’t the other party catch me and Feihu? Because there are too few people?

Duda was full of doubts.
Chapter completed!