With all kinds of speculations and doubts, Qi Lin walked out of the Green Heart Park without danger.

Sorry, this is a mistake on the part of the author, there is a bit of a problem with the rhetorical use here, and the word "thrilling or not dangerous" should not be used, because not to mention danger, not even surprise.

Walking through a park that has been converted into the Black Forest is even safer than walking through an old-time forest park, at least in the old days you had to worry about poisonous snakes that might have lurked in the grass by the roadside.

"That's it?" Looking back at the park behind him, Qi Lin's heart was full of unreality.

But what he didn't know was that just two months ago, due to an attack by the flesh puppets, a soldier of the Recovery Force and most of them got separated and strayed into Greenheart Park, never to come out again.

The utilization rate of nutrients for alienated trees can be said to be extremely improved, even if it is a hard bone, it will be crushed and crushed into powder by the powerful root system, and then become fertilizer for the soil.

No one knew what happened to that soldier, the people who recovered the troops didn't know, and neither did Qi Lin.

Passing through Greenheart Park, only a few blocks away from Leshan People's Hospital, Qi Lin can even faintly see the roof of the hospital's inpatient department building through the gap between the high-rise buildings.

It's just that it's impossible to see the scene on the rooftop from this angle.

Qi Lin did not go straight to the hospital, but chose a nearby office building, which is 22 stories high, and Qi Lin only needs to run to the middle floor, so that he can see everything on the roof of the hospital from the window.

Again, it's a pretty good choice if it's going to be used as a sniper point.

The glass door of the office building had been shattered, the hall was covered with dirty footprints and discarded garbage, and Qi Lin even saw some completely dry and hard feces in the corner—human feces, it seemed ...... The office building is supposed to have been used as a temporary shelter for a group of refugees.

Whether the refugees ended up dying in the city or fleeing from the city was not something he needed to care about.

Only half of the front desk of the hall was left, and the remaining half was gone, but after Qi Lin saw a few piles of embers on the ground and a large black mark of smoke on the ceiling, he understood that this half of the front desk was probably chopped by the group of refugees as firewood......

The elevator in the office building must have been out of service, and Qi Lin found the staircase as a fire escape and began to climb the stairs.

Thanks to the Huaxia "Fire Protection Law" in the old era, the fire escape is not allowed to be locked, and it also saves Qi Lin the trouble of prying the door.

There are many faded signs hanging in the corridor on the second floor, and the companies on these signs are basically small start-ups, most of which are real estate agencies.

The location of this office building is not good, the rent is not expensive, and those startups that lack capital in the old days often only need to spend 10,000 yuan a year to form a small room of about 10 square meters.

There are a lot of such startups every year, and of course, there are many bankruptcies, and the signs posted in the corridors of such office buildings change a lot almost every year.

Qi Lin glanced at the signs, but he didn't find anything that interested him, and judging by the amount of dust that had accumulated in the hallway, it seemed that nothing had come in since the group of refugees left the office building.

2nd and 3rd floors...... All the way to the twelfth floor, it was basically the same, but in the corridors of several floors, Qi Lin found some human corpses.

There were well-preserved dried corpses and cleanly decomposed skeletons, but they all had one thing in common - they were littered with empty cans and food bags.

These people were starved to death.

Half a year before the nuclear explosion, the city has begun to implement material control, supermarkets and shopping malls have been taken over by the military, money can no longer directly buy food, vegetables, fruits and meat, citizens want to obtain these daily necessities, must rely on "material coupons" to the designated place to collect, material coupons are issued according to the number of people, must be held by themselves to buy materials, private transactions are prohibited...... While there are some subtle differences in the system, it generally follows one rule – distribution according to need.

In this case, it is simply difficult for ordinary people to stock up on enough food, and by the month before the nuclear explosion, even the material coupons have been discarded, and a large number of materials have been transferred to underground shelters, and most of the lucky people who have obtained shelter beds have entered underground bunkers, and those who have not obtained shelter beds have also begun to flee to the Great Northwest - after all, the key targets of nuclear strikes must be those densely populated large cities, No one would waste a nuclear bomb on the inhospitable Gobi Desert, unless there is a military base or a missile silo.

Robbery, theft and other illegal acts are no longer in charge of this time, the police station is empty, the army will not care about this kind of thing, the order on the ground has become more chaotic than underground, at this time still in the city, most of them are the old, weak, sick and disabled, women, and children, if these people choose to flee, it is likely that the nuclear bomb has not fallen, has died on the way to escape, rather than this, it is better to lock yourself in the house, pray that the nuclear bomb does not fall on your head.

Not every city will be hit by a nuclear bomb, and it will take time for a dirty bomb to exert enough lethality, and a large proportion of those who die during that time are starved to death.

The warehouses in the city have been emptied by the consortium, and the remaining scraps of food have been looted and looted by some fierce refugees, and the shortage of food is undoubtedly the biggest problem that the remaining people in the city need to face.

People are extremely hungry and can do anything, and in a bathroom on the ninth floor, Qi Lin saw the bones of a toddler who had obviously been eaten by someone......

Continue to walk up, until he reached the thirteenth floor, Qi Lin stopped, at this height, as long as the angle is right, he should be able to see the scene on the roof of the hospital clearly.

It was here, in a room on the left side of the hallway, that a rapid telephone rang.

The ringing of the phone couldn't help but make Qi Lin's sweat and hairs explode upside down - there was no electricity in this building, and there was no communication base station in the wasteland...... How did the phone ring?!

"Grass...... It can't be a midnight bell, right? Qi Lin subconsciously glanced at the time, it was only half past eight now, and there were still three and a half hours before midnight.

Glancing at the sign outside the room, although the handwriting on it had become a little blurry, Qi Lin could still distinguish it.

"Cinda Real Estate Agency Limited."

"What the hell...... Is this the rhythm of someone renting a house in the ruins of this city? ”