Inside the base, Cai Ruichen, who had just returned to Marin City from the United States, looked at the news that suddenly appeared on the miniature console.

The message came from the base, and the content of the message came from the wasteland.

The news of the base is very simple, it was found that there are several strange people who have entered the territory of Iraq since yesterday and have been walking towards the base all the way.

What Cai Ruichen cares about is that the words in the news of the base, "strange people" and "coming towards the base", these two points seem to be very simple.

Otherwise, if a few survivors come over in the wasteland of Iraq, the base will probably only be monitored, and if there is no threat, it will never take the initiative to notify Cai Ruichen.

can get the attention of the base, Cai Ruichen does not dare to be careless.

Less than two months have passed since the cold winter of the wasteland, and more than six years have passed since the wasteland catastrophe.

The wasteland world after the cold winter has also changed greatly, especially the current wasteland Iraq.

A large number of cities have been flattened by self-bombing trucks, and now they are all covered in weeds, and there is no trace of the existence of cities and people.

It's like a grassland with nothing, and if you can't still see the highway and look around, I'm afraid you really can't find any trace of human existence.

At this time, there were only a few cities left in the wasteland of Iraq, with the future base as the core surrounding area, and cities such as Basra in the south still existed.

Elsewhere, it has completely evaporated from the earth under the self-detonating truck, and all signs of existence have disappeared without a trace.

This is one of the reasons why mutants are almost invisible in the wasteland of Iraq until now.

A world full of vegetation, there is no place for mutants to live.

And in the city, all of them are surrounded by tall walls, and there are some survivors living in them to ensure the health of the city.

As for what it looks like outside, Cai Ruichen doesn't know, and these native survivors of wasteland Iraq are even more unclear.

Therefore, Cai Ruichen is still very interested in these unexpected visitors.

After coming to the wasteland from this world, Cai Ruichen set off directly with a few people.

He wanted to meet the survivors from elsewhere and see what the outside world was like.

In the wasteland of northwestern Iraq, which was once a barren Gobi, after the cataclysm, crazy vegetation grew around the world, and this is no exception.

The flat Gobi has now completely turned into an endless steppe, and if it were not for this single vegetation that grows, it contains toxins, ordinary livestock cannot live here, otherwise, it is used for the development of animal husbandry, and it is completely a natural pasture.

The snow and frost condensed in the cold winter form low-lying rivers in this grassland, which is also quite beautiful if you look down from the sky.

The only regret is that the sky is gray and yellow, and the color reflected by the water is also gray and yellow like dead silence. color, only the vitality brought by the grass green, there is always a bit of incongruity.

What is really incongruous is that in this grassland with only vegetation and stagnant water, there is no creature in sight, no birds, no insects, and there seems to be only eternal monotony between the water and the grass and green.

When a normal person walks into this place, I am afraid that he will not be able to feel even a bit of beauty, only the silence to the extreme of frightening, and the lonely world.

In the middle of the steppe, in the middle of an Iraqi first-class highway in an almost weed-covered wasteland, a ragged-looking RV was parked in the middle of the road.

On the road, there is a table, three chairs, on the table, there are steaming buns, and fruits that look quite fresh.

In such a picture, there is no feeling of the end of the wasteland at all, more like a traveler going out on an outing in the era of peace and health.

The three people sitting on the chair are all quite distinctive.

An old man who looked to be estimated to be seventy or eighty years old, dressed sloppily, holding a huge wine gourd in his hand, and seemed to be afraid that others would not know the wine inside, and on the outside of the wine gourd, there was a big wine word written on it.

I saw that Lao Suo never glanced at the buns on the table, half-lying on the chair like a drunk, holding the wine gourd and taking a sip from time to time, as if it was really some kind of elixir and jade liquid in his mouth, and he enjoyed it.

Next to Lao Suo was a young man who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a big head and a big mouth. Ba, a bun in one hand, is constantly stuffing it into his mouth.

The young man was wearing a cool blue vest, a white short-sleeved shirt inside, and a pair of blue cropped pants, which should belong to the same set of clothes as the blue vest.

With messy hair, coiled on his head like a bird's nest, and big black glasses, he looks very energetic.

It's just that his eating appearance is not very good-looking, or he doesn't eat at all, and he almost choked several times under the stomach of one bun.

As if someone was about to come and grab the buns with him, he was in a hurry.

It's just that on the edge of the table, he is eating steamed buns alone, and Lao Suo doesn't even look at the steamed buns.

On the side, there was a girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair and a red short-sleeved long skirt, looking very quiet.

She always closed her eyes, didn't look at the strange two people next to her, didn't look at the food on the table, and put her hands on her big. On the white stockings on his legs, he always quietly closes his eyes and does not move.

It looks like an old monk is in a trance, but it seems to be asleep.

Such a weird trio, no matter how you look at it, how incongruous.

And in such an environment, you can also stay in the wilderness, eat and drink a lot.

If any of the other survivors saw it, they would have been stunned and would have pounced on it.

After all, none of these three guys seem to have combat effectiveness, either an old man or a woman, and a teenager who is unreliable no matter how you look at it.

On the tattered RV, there didn't seem to be any weapons, and there were no weapons on the three people.

It's just that a rational person doesn't dare to underestimate anyone in such an environment of the times.

If they didn't have the ability, these three people wouldn't be able to live now, the most important thing is that in this world where you can only eat nutrients, the food that used to be is no longer a luxury, I'm afraid it is almost extinct.

Steamed buns have long been a fantasy delicacy, and it is a super difficult thing for these three people to be able to eat a lot.

However, there are no people in this vicinity, and not even the entire wasteland of Iraq can not even see mutants, let alone the survivors of the activities. (To be continued.) )