Chapter 13: Wild grass castle

Early the next morning at nine o'clock in the morning, Bai Chen drove the disguised Jeep, carrying the other three members of the "Old Tune Team" and the leader of the "Rootless" camp Fei Lin, followed by a group of five or six vehicles. The caravan headed towards Ye Cao City.
I don’t know if it’s because of the rush to work or trying to be real. The colors of the repainted Jeep are not very coordinated in many parts, but it is generally seen as a military green camouflage.
This is very similar to most jeeps running on the dirt-once they bump, there is either no place to fix it, or just casually fix it, not paying attention to so much.
The reason why Fei Lin didn't take the car of his own business group was because he felt that when he arrived in Yecao City, he would be separated from his good brother Shang Jian Yao, and he had to hurry up and talk for a while.
This caused the Jeep to squeeze three big men in the back row. Fortunately, this car is spacious and will not affect the ride experience.
After leaving the camp and going to the other side, Long Yuehong finally saw the most important facilities in this area:
Water plant.
Surrounded by green trees, the environment is quite good, and it seems to be "taken care of" very well.
After passing the water plant, the ruins of a city gradually unfolded before all the members of the "Old Tune Team".
Almost all the tall buildings here have collapsed, or gray or brown "mud" and stubbornly branched rusty steel bars are piled together in a mess, covered by withered creeper leaves and various plants, only faintly revealed section.
It's like countless people buried alive, finally poking out their hands before death, trying to grab something.
Compared to the ruins of the city deep in the swamp, the original appearance of the old world is completely invisible here.
Even the relic hunters gave up here.
The remaining things are either difficult to collect or worthless.
If you haven't entered the depths of the swamp or seen the silhouette of the old world, Long Yuehong would at best sigh for such a scene, but now, his mood is extremely complicated, inexplicably heavy and sad.
"Hey..." Jiang Baimian in the passenger seat "softly" sighed.
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 drive a motorhome all the way over."
Seeing that Yao did not answer Fei Lin's words, Shang said suddenly:
"I want to play a song."
"Remember the past?" Jiang Baimian asked quite understandingly.
Shang Jian Yao emphasized:
"Correct."
"Forget it, it affects the mood." Jiang Baimian waved his hand, "This road is already difficult to drive, so don't interfere with Bai Chen."
In the ruins of this completely abandoned city, many roads were either buried or interrupted due to building collapse and ground subsidence, making it impossible to pass. 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" leading the way, they are all familiar with this place and won't get lost.
"I'm really grateful to the relic hunters for taking away all the cars that were stuck on the road. Otherwise, it would be too time consuming to get around the ruins of the city." In the process, Jiang Baimian said with sincere emotion.
"This is also our credit." Fei Lin smiled and touched the gray beard around his mouth. "Our business group has many cars obtained from here, and now they are all of the grandfather's generation."
During the chat, the convoy spent more than an hour slowly passing through the most severely damaged area of ​​the city’s ruins. The road conditions gradually improved. You can even see the mid-air road supported by gray and white pillars, which is extremely empty. The damage is not obvious, but there are many withered weeds.
After another unknown time, the convoy arrived next to "Zhuohe".
The flowing water here is tumbling with a yellowish color, and it seems to be mixed with a lot of sand.
Because it is winter, many parts of the riverbed have been directly exposed to the air, full of silt.
Diagonally in front of the convoy, a medium-sized bridge supported by a pair of piers spanned both sides.
After waiting for this new bridge and driving forward for ten minutes, a gray-white city wall several meters high came into the eyes of everyone.
"That's Weed City." Fei Lin introduced.
"Is there a city wall?" Long Yuehong asked surprised and curiously.
He remembers it was written in the textbook that the cities in the old world are no longer like those in the ancient times. They have to build tall and strong walls, at most schools and other places. For the convenience of management, they would build a circle of low walls.
If it was built after the destruction of the Old World, what a huge project it would be!
Felin smiled and said:
"Here is an accessory to the ruins of the city just now.
"Before the destruction of the old world, it was said to be an ancient city."
"Tourist attractions? In order to restore the style and features of the ancient times, the city wall was preserved and repaired?" Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own knowledge.
Fei Lin said with an "um":
"I heard that at the earliest meeting, when many survivors were preparing to build settlements, they considered the previous ruins, but the damage there was too serious. There is a city wall, a water plant, and a hydroelectric power station. "
Having said that, he chuckled and said:
"Although the city wall cannot defend against cannons or bombs, it can at least block beasts, monsters, and ‘unintentional’, giving everyone a sense of security.

While talking, the convoy arrived at the gate of Yecao City.
There is a bit of congestion here, and the speed of the Jeep is very slow.
Long Yuehong pressed the window of the car, looked out, and found a crowd of people crowded in front of the city gate.
They wore ragged or old clothes, their faces were pale in the winter wind, and their lips were a little blue.
These people are mostly young and middle-aged men and women, followed by children, and none of them are elderly.
Their expressions were more or less numb, and they moved forward along the team mechanically.
"This is?" Long Yuehong looked back at Fei Lin.
Fei Lin half propped up and took a look at the city gate.
He quickly sat down again and sighed:
"These are all wilderness wanderers who don't have much food for the winter, come to Weed City to try their luck."
"Can you find a job here?" Long Yuehong asked in the habit of the company's employees.
Fei Lin laughed like self-deprecating:
"The one with the best luck was taken in or bought by the'Hunter's Guild' and trained as a direct lineage.
"Those who are inferior in luck are regarded as slaves by the noble lords.
"The one who was worse off was taken to the surrounding manors and became a serf.
[Get the red envelope] The cash or coin red envelope has been issued to your account! Follow the public account on WeChat [Book Friends Base Camp] to receive!
"Unlucky, I was bought back by a skin and meat business.
"The worst luck is to be a miner..."
After hearing Felin's description, the jeep became extremely quiet, and no one spoke for a long time.
Long Yuehong watched the vehicle surpass those people little by little, but didn't know what she could do.
He retracted his gaze and glanced at Shang Jianyao, only to see that his friend looked solemn.
Finally, Jiang Baimian broke the silence and repeated a word mockingly:
"noble……"
"Isn't this what I learned from "First City"? Anyway, it's also a part of "First City"." Fei Lin didn't care much about it.
Long Yuehong picked up her mood and continued to ask:
"Why are they queuing at the door?"
He remembers that Bai Chen mentioned that the Wild Grass City is quite open and there is no entry tax.
"With so many vagrants, who knows if there are any infectious diseases? At this time, a basic check must be done, or everyone will be finished together." Fei Lin is quite familiar with similar procedures.
"Yeah." Long Yuehong nodded and asked instead, "Hey, why are there no old people..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up:
"I understand."
In such a cold season, and lack of food and clothing, those who are a little bit older will certainly not be able to go to the Weed City. It is better to stop yourself and concentrate resources on the offspring.
This may even include their bodies.
Such cognition made Long Yuehong feel uncomfortable.
Fei Lin immediately patted Long Yuehong on the shoulder:
"Hey, get used to it, this is dust.
"When the first snow falls, the situation will get worse."
Having said that, he looked at the north:
"I heard that it has snowed in the black marsh wilderness..."
"Snow disaster..." Bai Chen, who was driving, remembered something.
Jiang Baimian immediately comforted her:
"Fortunately, Shuiwei Town does not have to worry about these problems."
After moving slowly for a while, the convoy finally passed the inspection and entered the Wild Grass City.
Long Yuehong looked outside subconsciously, and found that the road was paved with blue or gray stone bricks, which appeared to be very regular, but they were all a bit narrow and could barely pass two cars.
The buildings on the roadside are not too high, at most only five stories, and the tops are all in the shape of eaves.
On the ground floor are rows of rooms facing the street, which are very similar to the ruins of the city deep in the swamp.
Similarly, they all hang their own signs.
Long Yuehong glanced at it, and saw the names of
old-brand noodle restaurants
,
Axiu Non-staple Food
,
Zhangji Cereals and Oils
,
First City Office
and
Shooting Internet Cafe
.
Even the telephone poles beside the road are pasted with sheets of white paper with words such as "specialize in treating intractable diseases".
In addition to these, Long Yuehong also saw a lot of signs written in red river script.
This includes words such as "restaurant", "club" and "bread".
Until this time, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Long Yuehong deeply realized that "Wild Grass City" is a part of "First City"-among the pedestrians on the road, there are nearly half of the black-haired and brown-eyed people, but only half. The rest have blond hair, brown hair, blue eyes, and green eyes.
Of course, because it was winter, the wind was biting and there were not too many passers-by outside.
"It looks very lively." Long Yuehong said with emotion.
"That's not counting, the car hasn't been able to drive in the first two months." Fei Lin said with a smile, "The road here was originally not designed for vehicles, it is narrow and easy to crush."
"So..." Long Yuehong nodded and looked out the window again, just like Shang Jianyao.
On those telephone poles, various lines were pulled to different places without any plan, which seemed very messy, as if dividing the sky.
As the vehicle moved forward, Long Yuehong saw another sign:
"South Street Slave Market"
Long Yuehong was silent for a moment. </div>