Chapter 1270: Mao Bear Country

She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Lu Yuxiu's first sentence, "The survivors of the Stick Country don't need us to save them, they are having a good time." ”

The word happy is full of irony.

Lu Yuxiu knew that his daughter-in-law must have seen the scene that made her extremely disgusted and hateful.

He pondered for two seconds, "Tell me more." ”

"The survivors in it are all people who are full of evil, and those who have good hearts are dead."

Without the slightest prejudice, Natsuchu said everything she perceived, "a feast of barbecue, the remains of corpses and bones everywhere, and large patches of blood that had solidified into a dark color. ”

"Are there any children?"

"Nope."

"Neither does the old man?"

"Hmm."

The old, weak, sick and disabled must be the first to be abandoned, followed by ordinary people with little strength for children who lack the ability to protect themselves.

In the last days, the life of ordinary people without the ability to protect themselves is the original sin, and it is the existence that the capable can oppress and kill at will.

Ordinary people who have an identity and are protected by the family of the capable person are fine, but if they don't, they will die.

In the last days, human life is the least valuable thing.

This kind of almost default rule is suitable for all Guojia who are in the bloody and dark apocalypse.

This is the case in the country of sticks, and the same is true in the country of Liqiu.

The only exception is Dingguo, who also took advantage of knowing in advance that the end times were coming.

Rao is like this, and among the total number of survivors in the Ding Kingdom, the elderly and children only account for a small proportion.

There are fewer glass balls, and the number of elderly people and children counted is less than 1,000.

And the country of sticks, as far as she just searched, she didn't find any of them.

A survivor who has no children, can't see the future, and has almost completely abandoned her conscience and the bottom line of being a human being, she doesn't feel the need to save or support.

After hearing her words, Lu Yuxiu and the others met each other's eyes, and then, a group of people said in unison, "Let's go, let's go to the next destination." ”

Xia Chu was right, these survivors are not worth saving, nor are they worth wasting supplies to support.

Let them fend for themselves.

So, the team left the country of sticks and set off for their next destination.

This time, the destination was a bit far away, and after a few short rests, the Golden Crows finally arrived at the capital of the Woolly Bear Country at about eight o'clock in the evening.

Ruins and broken walls, city foxes and rats, overgrown with different plants;

The advent of the apocalypse has made the once prosperous city unable to withstand the erosion of time and the ravages of mutated creatures and zombie creatures;

The world that was once drunk with gold, bright lights, singing and dancing has long since dissipated like a dream;

The wreckage everywhere and the desolation make everyone can't help but sigh for the once cosmopolitan metropolis, the political center and economic center of a country.

At the beginning of summer, I used to come to the capital of the Woolly Bear Country, and at that time, the capital of the Woolly Bear Country had wide streets and dense and noisy crowds everywhere.

The building is full of rich woolly bear country style, with light, gorgeous, delicate, delicate and other characteristics, the design style is mostly based on concise colors and calm tones, and at the same time emphasizing rationality and calmness, it is integrated with a little surprising creativity to configure.

At the beginning of the summer, I had a strong interest in the architecture of Mao Xiong Country, and for most of the half of the month, I saw all the well-known buildings on the streets.

After searching her eyes, she saw a specialty store she had visited, with large, bright windows filled with a wide variety of goods.

But now, there is nothing.

The bright windows are gone, the goods are gone, and the people who come and go are gone.