Chapter 988: , Human Resistance

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Chapter 988, Human Resistance
"You can't infer right?" Liu Ying looked at me and said.
"Yes." I nodded helplessly, then said: "Even me, I can't infer. So we can only try luck."
"We have no other choice, just do it." Liu Ying said.
So we drove the fierce car and walked directly into a desert. Although in this world, the geographical location and various aspects have changed, but I vaguely feel that in this world, in fact, it is no different from ours.
The place we went to was a huge desert. In this desert, it was empty, as if it were a restricted area for souls.
In fact, even ghosts rarely enter here, not because ghosts are afraid of the desert. But in such a quiet place, ghosts get nothing.
In the kingdom of evil spirits, ghosts are actually similar to human beings. They can do whatever they want and see anyone they want. This makes them instinctively exclude such places, and there should be many people hidden.
So in the vast desert, we drove the fierce car and walked like this. But here, still nothing. In this way, we spent several days here, and the car was thrown away because of lack of human blood.
Now we are walking in the desert, looking for human traces.
Tao Ran said: "Master, have any humans survived here?"
"There must be, just like now, we have been surrounded." I looked around, a sneer in the corner of my mouth.
Between our speeches, hundreds of human militants surrounded us one by one, and in their hands was a gun.
A middle-aged man in a trench coat and a face covered with wind and frost said in a deep voice: "No movement! Give up resistance, otherwise we will shoot directly."
And other militants stared at us like a dead enemy, muscles tense, ready to fight at any time.
"Do you treat the same kind of people like this?" My eyes said to the middle-aged man.
"Same kind? Who knows if you are a spy!" The middle-aged man looked at me with a cold voice: "In this world ruled by ghosts, how many people sell their lives for ghosts, don't you know?"
"I don't know, but we are not enemies." I looked at him casually.
The middle-aged man looked at me, and after a while, he said: "Wait a minute, you look like a person."
After he finished, he took out a piece of paper and looked at me like this. After a while, he said, "Sure enough, you are the man of the wanted order. What the did you do, and the kingdom of evil spirits listed you as a heavy wanted criminal?"
"It's nothing, just killed some ghosts." I snorted and looked at him.
"Interestingly, no matter who you are, as long as you dare to fight against ghosts, you are our friends. Come with us." The middle-aged man looked at me and said.
After talking about the other people also put down their weapons, and then we just walked with them in this way.
At this time, I opened my mouth to middle-aged people: "Is the Imperial City where you are?"
"Why, do you want to go to the Imperial City?" The middle-aged man looked at me and said.
"Yes." I said.
"It is a pity that we are not an imperial city, but another city." The middle-aged man looked at me with a calm voice: "But we all obey the wisdom of the imperial city. In the kingdom of evil spirits, there are many of us like this. We are collectively referred to as the Resistance Army. "
"I came from outside and I don't know what happened in this world. Could you tell me." I looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"Here's the outside world?" The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then said, "You came in by ghost tram?"
"Yes, I'm curious about the kingdom of evil spirits," I said.
"Your luck is really good." The middle-aged man looked at me, and then said with a wry smile: "I have heard of your world, very peaceful, you can come here, it is really unfortunate."
"Our world, peace is only the surface." I shook my head, then looked at him and said, "What the is going on in this world?"
"About this, you can ask anyone to explain. But I can tell you." The middle-aged man looked at me indifferently, his voice slowly: "This world was once as developed as yours, no, or better than Your world will still be developed. But then a catastrophe happened. After that, death engulfed the world. "
"This world has become what it is now, a world dominated by ghosts. There is no difference between humans and animals."
"What does cataclysm mean?" I frowned.
"I don't know, it's a terrible disaster anyway." The middle-aged man looked at me and said with a smile: "Fifty years have passed since the cataclysm. We were all born after this." "So it turned out. "I nodded."
Our group was walking in the desert. When we came to an ordinary sand in the desert, the middle-aged man took out a remote control, and then the ground suddenly cracked, revealing a bottomless passage. .
The group of fighters penetrated very quickly and burrowed directly into the underground passage.
After we entered the underground passage, we immediately looked around. At the same time, the underground passage was brightly lit, and the lighting equipment was everywhere, which illuminated the underground passage like a day.
In that underground passage, there are countless turnouts, but under the leadership of these people, we have been drilling towards the underground.
After crossing heavy roads and walking for an unknown amount of time, we crossed a cave and came to a huge underground city.
The underground city is not majestic, and it looks very ordinary. There are buildings that are very simple everywhere. In those buildings that are simple, people with guns can be seen everywhere. In this underground city, no matter men, women and children, everyone is holding a firearm and watching everything around them vigilantly.
The middle-aged man headed by looked at me and said, "Now you have two options, join us or become a resident here."
My eyes glanced at the thin yellow-skinned human survivor around me, frowning slightly, and then said: "I don't plan to join for the time being, I plan to live here." Currency is something called psionic bullets. If you have enough psionic bullets, you can live a good life here. "The middle-aged man looked at me and said.
"Psionic bullets, what is that?" Liu Ying asked.
"That's a bullet made by magic weapon, the only thing that can deal with ghosts. We can support it and rely on this." The middle-aged man said.