Chapter 96: Fake city

　　 Charles thought it would take a lot of effort for them to climb over this huge wall, but after searching a little bit, they saw many small doors standing at the bottom of the wall. It seemed that the wall was not used to defend humans.
　　 As Charles waved his hand gently, the group slowly walked into the fortress-like island.
　　 Just walking through the thick city wall tunnel, Charles was stunned by the scene before him.
　　 Had he not been at sea just now, he would have thought he had returned to the surface.
　　 Inside the walls, there are rows of neatly arranged modern buildings. In addition to ordinary towering buildings, there are fast food restaurants, mobile phone shops, clothing stores, and everything at the bottom of the building.
　　 There is a city, a modern city with no people.
　　 Time did not leave a mark on these buildings, everything here looks so clean and tidy, there is no dust on the ground.
　　 According to normal circumstances, this is absolutely impossible. The ship outside was dusty after only two months, and God knows how many years the city was built, it is absolutely impossible to be so new.
　　 "Dude, do you think this architectural style is familiar?" Richard approached a supermarket and looked at it with his face on the transparent glass.
　　 "Foundation." Charles thought of the ruins on the island of 1002. According to the distribution structure, if the ruins are in good condition, they should be what they are now.
　　 The foundation comes from the surface, and there is a possibility that the exit will be in this city.
　　 Even Charles is surprised by this kind of city, let alone the crew on the Narwhal, since they came in, their mouths have not been closed.
　　 Everyone stared at the weird building in the dark with stunned mouths, and the arms holding hands sometimes clenched and relaxed.
　　 Charles moved the door handle of a supermarket with his hand, opened the door and walked in.
The furnishings inside 　　 are almost the same as Wal-Mart supermarkets, but compared to the bustling supermarkets, it is a bit weird and deserted.
　　 "Mr. Charles, is this the computer that you said can play animation?" Lily jumped to the cash register and asked curiously.
　　 Charles didn't reply, and walked quickly to check the cash register behind the cabinet.
　　 Soon he discovered that there was a problem with this thing. Although it looked like a supermarket cash register, there was no data cable link under this thing.
　　 "Om~!" The fast-rotating chainsaw protruded from Charles's prosthetic limb and cut directly toward the cash register.
　　 Soon the machine was cut open by Charles, and he found that there were no computer chips inside, but a simple empty shell.
　　 "What do you think?" Charles swept his gaze toward the cash register at the other exit. If he guessed correctly, those things should be the same as the ones in his hand.
　　 "You ask me, who do I ask? Who is so boring? I am bored to get out of a fake supermarket." Richard controlled the prosthetic arm and grabbed the place where the money was placed and pulled hard.
　　 Various notes and coins that they had never seen before popped out of it.
　　 Charles picked up one with his right hand and found that although this paper currency looks like currency, the texture is very rough. This money is as fake as that machine.
　　 Charles suddenly thought of something. He rushed directly into the supermarket and quickly checked various commodities. As expected, both daily utensils and various clothes were just alike in appearance, but not real things.
　　 And all the places where there should have been text on it are fuzzy and distorted.
　　 "How do I feel that I ran into that big boss's 1:1 supermarket figure? Could it be a "god" in the water? I didn't expect the hobby of "god" to be quite house."
　　 Hearing Richard's guess, Charles shook his head, "No, you think about the footprints on the boat. There are creatures in this place. These things may be made by those things."
　　 "Then why did they build a fake supermarket? Show your ability?"
　　 Charles put down the things in his hand, looked out of the glass door, and muttered to himself: "I'm afraid the fake is not just a supermarket..."
　　 Finally, under the leadership of Charles, everyone rushed directly to those magnificent tall buildings.
　　 Looking at the furnishings that are exactly the same as reality, Charles seems to have returned to the modern age again. There is even an elevator in the building.
　　 But after a little inspection, you will find that this elevator is also fake. The outer door of the elevator is cut open with a prosthetic leg. The inside is solid, and there is no elevator shaft at all.
　　 Charles led everyone up the stairs to the second floor.
　　 "Everyone goes to the room to look for things with text. If you find anything with text or pictures, give it to me immediately. We gather every half an hour, and shoot as soon as you encounter danger."
　　 The crew dispersed in this building, and began to look for it layer by layer.
　　 Charles was in a group with the doctors, and they walked into a room that looked like an office and started rummaging through cabinets.
　　 Five minutes later, he walked out with a disappointed look, and walked to another room next door. Seeing the crew going in and out of the room, Charles knew that they must have no clue.
　　 After emptied another house, Charles, who was a little impatient, was about to take the crew out of here.
　　 But just after he got up, he half-crouched down with his hands on his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com showed a painful expression on his face, and the murmur sounded again, and the voice was much louder than before.
　　 He covered his head with his hands and stumbled towards the next room, where the doctor was.
　　 Just two steps away Charles saw a humanoid monster with deformed limbs coming towards him.
　　 The monster saw Charles's appearance, and his legs walked up to him and supported him with his limbs.
　　 glanced at the flesh and blood robe on the monster, and Charles in pain said to it: "Doctor, something is wrong, my hallucinations have begun again, is there any medicine to suppress it?"
　　 The monster's deformed big mouth opened as if to say something, and then he passed a squirming white meat ball from the flesh and blood robe.
　　 Charles took it with his hand and put the mass of flesh into his mouth to bite, and the pungent smell instantly exploded in his mouth. Charles resisted the nausea and swallowed the mass of flesh.
　　 At this moment, he saw a figure walking in from the door. It was not someone else but his ship doctor.
　　 With a "click", the flask in the hands of the doctor with a frightened expression suddenly fell to the ground.
　　 "My God! Charles, what are you eating--wait! What the is the one standing next to you!!!"
　　 Charles looked up in shock, his eyes and the monster's cross pupils facing each other.
　　 The chainsaw of Charles's prosthetic limb protruded instantly and began to spin quickly.
　　 Just when he was about to raise his hand to cut to the monster beside him, a strong sense of dizziness came from his brain.
　　 That kind of dizziness quickly took away Charles' strength and will.
　　 The last scene he saw on the ground was the six-finger deformed long scaly feet that exactly matched the footprints on the boat.