Space-time Traveler Chapter 1: Return to the wasteland

A bitter wind blew by.

In an uninhabited ruin, near the overgrown car wreck, a figure suddenly appeared here.

Su Ziyu looked at the gray snowflakes falling around and couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's winter already?"

He remembered that the last time he left, it was almost autumn, and he didn't know how long this world had passed. Su Ziyu looked around and judged the direction. He took off directly into the air and took off outside the ruins. I don’t know if it’s because the energy level of the wasteland world is too low. Su Ziyu feels that he can use his psychic power to fly. Consumption has increased a lot, almost double that in the world of Hundred Ghosts.

The energy level of the Wasteland World is 1, and the energy level of the Hundred Ghost World is 2.

Su Ziyu tried to summon a trace of psychic lightning, and it was confirmed that the consumption of psychic energy had indeed increased, as if this world had a faint restraint, and it was far from being able to mobilize energy easily like other worlds.

The higher the energy level of the world, the easier it is to mobilize supernatural powers, and the more there are special abilities.

Basically, in the world of energy level 2, ghosts, ghosts, and the like are very common, while in the world of energy level 3, supernatural existence is already accustomed, and even ordinary people may have known it before.

The level of civilization is similar.

Civilization level 1 is basically the middle ancient civilization, civilization level 2 may be modern civilization, and civilization level 3 is basically modern civilization. As for the world of civilization level 4, the snails have not been there yet, but' Unstable mechanical ascension' is civilization level 4. He estimated that it should be a plane of the interstellar age.

Su Ziyu flew into the air and observed the surroundings for a while before it fell down. It was not cost-effective to fly directly with too much psychic energy consumption. He didn't consume a little physical strength by flying at low altitude. Anyway, his physique recovered quickly.

Touch.

Su Ziyu's figure landed on the roof of the ruin, and then his figure flew out and leaped for nearly thirty to forty meters, and then jumped sharply, and when he appeared again, it was already at 100 Meters away. This way consumes a little less psychic energy, and the speed is not very slow. It only needs to consume a little mental energy in the process of sliding.

He wasn't sure where he was at this time, because everything around him looked strange.

Squeak!

Just when Suzi fish landed on an abandoned metal pipe, suddenly three **** mice rushed out and rushed toward him directly.

Clang.

A sword light flashed.

The three big mice were already corpses when they landed. Su Ziyu squatted down to observe, fiddled with the corpses of these mice, and murmured: "Mutated again? Or this area. The mouse is so big?"

These big mice are already the size of small dogs.

They smell like asphalt, and the pipe looks like it was used to transport oil before.

"Find a place with people first." Su Ziyu jumped away again.

About half an hour later.

Su Ziyu, who was advancing at high speed, suddenly heard some movement. It was a burst of intensive gunfire, which seemed to be a bit far away from him.

In the north.

Su Ziyu instantly turned around, and flew directly towards the location where the gunfire came from. The wasteland world is extremely flooded with guns. Almost everyone, even children, have guns in their hands. Listen to this dense gun. The sound seems to be a lot of people.

Soon.

A huge ruin appeared in front of Su Ziyu. It seemed that it had been bombed by nuclear weapons. Su Ziyu saw a very terrifying pit, not very far from this building, that area There are still signs of severe collapse of the mountain.

"Is this an old world oil field?" Su Ziyu landed and looked around.

Another intensive gunfire came.

At this time, Su Ziyu can already see some figures not far away. There are about a dozen people. There are three or four modified off-road vehicles parked outside the ruins. They are constantly shooting at something. , Retreating little by little while fighting and evacuated out. The most noticeable thing among these people is a big bald head. His arms are a bit outrageous. He actually carries a six-barrel Gatling heavy machine gun in his hand. At this time, after being broken, a piece of terrible metal is tilted into the ruins. storm.

As soon as Su Ziyu got closer, he heard the other party's words, the familiar language and the speechless content, even he couldn't help laughing.

"Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva, six clean depleted uranium bombs.

Three thousand six hundred revolutions at one breath, great mercy and compassion across the world. "

"Praise to Gatlin Bodhisattva, walking deep prajna honey for a long time, holding six pipes to transform the supreme sacred vessel. One pipe and one sound, six-character mantra, no etc., the mantra said: Om Mani Padme Hum. Loving kindness is like the sea, pursuing sentient beings, whirling the world far away, eliminating the karma of five gatherings, coming out of the six paths of reincarnation, leaving the disaster of eight sufferings, gathering the path of suffering without suffering, and heading to the west for bliss. There is no rest in crossing all beings. Great, Gatling Bodhisattva; Great, Gatling Bodhisattva. Gatlin Bodhisattva Mahasattva."

Is this chanting?

Su Ziyu looked carefully and found that the big bald head was actually a Chinese. It's no wonder that he speaks Chinese so sloppily, but his dress is a bit Western, and he looks more like a gangster with a gun.

His.

Some unusually agile figures rushed out of the ruins. They were almost skinny one by one, but they acted very swiftly, and they rushed towards with the Gatling heavy machine gun. The group of people in front of me.

Ghoul?

Are the ghouls here so powerful?

Their speed is almost comparable to the living ghouls that Su Ziyu has ever seen, and their vitality is almost the same. Even if their bodies are completely damaged, they still have the ability to move.

At this moment, a ghoul suddenly jumped off the roof, looking like he was going to hit the big bald head holding Gatling.

But at this time.

Boom!

A dull gunshot sounded, and the ghoul was blown into pieces of flesh and blood in mid-air.

Someone?

Those people not far away obviously heard the gunshots. They first glanced at Su Ziyu side vigilantly. After spotting the shattered ghoul not far away, they retreated here while beating. Ran over.

It's a sniper!

Boom.

In the end, there is no need to keep a little bullet. Anyway, it is easy to get a lot of ammunition here.

Suziyu did not use other abilities, mainly because he was afraid of scaring these people, and it was very troublesome to explain, so he took out his anti-material sniper rifle, and quickly killed those rushing guns one by one. Ghoul coming out.

"help!"

A darker-skinned woman yelled loudly as she evacuated, she looked a bit like an Indo-European race, and she seemed to have suffered a little injury on her shoulder.

The metal storm of Gatling's heavy machine gun stopped.

It looks like there are no bullets. The bullets of this kind of firearm are consumed very quickly, but it is more comfortable to use.

"Contaminated body found!"

In Su Ziyu's perception, a light red aura target appeared, and he instantly turned the gun head to aim at the broken wall of the ruins. A creeping monster appeared there. It didn’t look like a human anymore. The skin had basically fallen off. The dark red muscle tissue and unknown mucous membranes were exposed. This monster moved at an amazing speed. When I aimed at it, I jumped directly off the wall.

Awareness of crisis?

This is the first time that Su Ziyu has encountered such a monster. It seems to be aware of something, and quickly landed and ran back into the ruins, and soon seemed to have entered the ground, completely disappearing from Su Ziyu’s perception. Within range.

The ghouls who rushed out were quickly resolved.

The people who escaped in front of Su Ziyu were male and female. There were people of almost any color. Many of them seemed to be Hispanics. The leader was a white man who was not young. In his forties, one eye is intact, and the other is a mechanical eye. At the corner of the eye, there is a scar left by the claw.

"Thank you! Man!" The white man reached out to Su Ziyu and said, "My name is Paul, from the elk gathering place."

Unheard of.

"Su Ziyu." Su Ziyu reached out and shook him, then said: "A wilderness hunter."

Wild Hunter?

This middle-aged man named Paul couldn’t help but look up and down the Suzi fish in front of him. Wilderness hunters are some ruthless characters. The marksmanship that Suzi fish just showed is undoubtedly a ruthless character, but there is something wrong with it. The clothes he wears are so clean.

Su Ziyu's black combat uniform does not even look like any dirt. This is not like a hunter who wanders in the wilderness all year round.

"Fatty."

"Come here, help the poor monk get a gun." A heavy footstep came.

Soon.

A bright, big bald head appeared in front of Su Ziyu, the other party smiled at him, and walked over and said: "Chinese? Unexpectedly, I can still meet fellow villagers here!"

"Are you from the Chinatown gathering place?"

"Poor monks rebooting."

"Thanks to the donor for just helping me!"

This monk looks a bit nondescript, saying the name of the law, but instead of putting his hands together, he reached out and shook his hands and said: "Good marksmanship! I haven't seen such a powerful sniper in a long time!"

"Those radiation ghouls are faster than the other, I can't think of you can shoot headshots!"

This self-proclaimed rebooting monk wears a pair of black gloves. When Suzi fish grips it, he can’t feel the touch of flesh and blood, but the hardness of metal. If you look closely, his hands are actually mechanical arms. No wonder it can. Easily pick up the Gatling heavy machine gun.

"Bionic arm?" The person rebooted looked a little careless. He gently squeezed Su Ziyu's palm and looked at the anti-material sniper rifle road next to him.

Su Ziyu did not answer his question, but looked at the white man next to him and said: "Are there bullets?"

"My bullets are almost running out."

Su Ziyu rescued them after all, and the white man who was in the lead nodded very simply: "Yes. In the car."

"What type of bullet do you want?"

Su Ziyu said: "12.7mm."

"Yes." The white man turned and walked towards the off-road vehicle: "Come with me."

These people seem to have good skills. Nearly half of them have signs of mechanical modification, but their members look very strange. In addition to nondescript monks, there is actually one wearing a crusader. The black priest of, he was bandaging the wounds of his companions around him at this time, and he nodded slightly when he saw Su Ziyu.

"Why did you come here?" Su Ziyu asked casually.

"It's not for supplies." The rebooting monk who followed is quite familiar, probably because they are all Chinese. He said: "They all say there are a batch of military supplies inside."

"We wanted to go in and get some."

"Unexpectedly, I couldn't even break into the underground. No wonder those **** sold this news so cheaply."

The headed white man turned his head and glared at him, but he didn't seem to care about rebooting either.

This guy is completely different from the monk in Su Ziyu’s memory. When passing by a fat man, he fought the heavy Gatling gun and said: "This news is not only known to us, but the problem Who can fight in now?"

"These radiation ghouls are much harder to deal with than the ones outside."

Su Ziyu smiled and said: "What about you now? Go back? Or continue?"

"If you go back, take me along the way."

"I ran out of supplies. I have to find a gathering place to get some."

Paul nodded very simply: "We are going back now. If you want to go to the gathering place, you can come with us."

"We can buy everything in our gathering place."

"Also, char-grilled venison is the most famous delicacy in the neighborhood."

The group left soon.

There are still some things in their car. It seems that they don't plan to leave empty-handed. There are many metal parts found in the ruins. Not far from the off-road vehicle is a modified truck with some mold-like things on it. When Su Ziyu and his party walked past, a young man shouted: "Head!"

"The truck's tire is stuck. Come and help!"

Paul glanced at the reboot next to him, and the big bald head walked over directly, lifting the truck quite a bit as soon as his arms were raised.

The team took a break and set off.

Su Ziyu was originally arranged to ride in the off-road vehicle, but as soon as he passed by, he saw the clouds and mist inside, and the two wounded were wrapping something in paper and twitching, and when he saw him, he raised his head. Hand signaled whether to take a bite.

"No need." Su Ziyu frowned and turned and jumped directly into the back of the truck.

Paul gestured slightly to the big bald head next to him, and then he jumped up and sat directly next to Su Ziyu. He reached out and took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes, handed one over and said: "Would you like Come one? Don't worry! Nothing messy!"

Su Ziyu shook his head.

I didn't care about rebooting, so I lighted a cigarette, and then inadvertently said: "It's rare to see a Chinese? Where did you come from?"

"Polaris." Su Ziyu said.

The great monk frowned after hearing the words and thought about it: "It's a bit familiar, but I can't remember where it is."

The car started soon.

The two people chatted without a word. It may be because they are both Chinese and speak more casually. Su Ziyu tapped on the side a little bit to know the current time.

At this time.

Twelve years have passed since he last left.

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