I Have A City In An Alternate World

Somewhere, on the road.

A large number of vehicles were moving along the road, carrying people and supplies. From time to time, some cars would stop and break down.

If it couldn't be fixed, the car would be thrown away.

The damaged roads and the dense and chaotic flow of people made it very difficult to move forward.

From time to time, some people would fall down. Some could continue moving forward after being treated, while some could not stand up again.

Along the way, they saw the corpses of survivors from time to time, which had been abandoned in the wilderness because they had no time to bury them.

In the face of such a tragic scene, the survivors were numb.

Ever since the supernatural catastrophe descended, scenes more tragic than this had often appeared, and the survivors had long become accustomed to it.

In a situation where he could not even take care of himself, how could he have the mood to pity others? who knew, one day, he would also become a corpse on the side of the road.

Along the way, the survivors had to face too many hardships and dangers. Whether it was the lack of food or the troubles of diseases, all of them made the survivors suffer pain and torture at all times.

The continuous journey also exhausted the survivors.

It was even more impossible to take a car, it was purely wishful thinking.

The vehicle needed to transport supplies and the sick and injured who could not walk. Not everyone had the right to ride it.

No matter how special and Noble their status was before the disaster, they were all treated equally now.

The consequences of causing trouble were being kicked out of the team and left to fend for themselves in the wilderness.

In the past, there had been some self-righteous fools who had paid a terrible price for this.

Apart from these troubles, the terrifying demons were the biggest threat. They followed the group and pursued them with great perseverance.

They were like a pack of wolves, eyeing the old, weak, sick, and disabled migrating beasts, ready to attack and feast on them at any time.

The reason why the survivors were able to survive until now and not be killed by the magical beasts was because of the players 'protection.

There were players patrolling in all directions of the team, and they would immediately deal with any danger they found.

They drove cars and were equipped with various weapons. There were also awakened ones and survivors following them.

These were the chosen ones who were brave and good at fighting. They were willing to fight alongside and protect the safety of the other survivors.

When danger came, some people would collapse in despair, and some would step forward. Everyone had the right to make their own choices, but heroes were undoubtedly more respected.

Unfortunately, such a hero would soon disappear from people's sight and would never appear again.

With the sacrifice of the heroes, the survivors were able to survive until now.

Unfortunately, such a sacrifice didn't change the situation. Instead, it became more dangerous.

Every time this happened, the players would immediately call for reinforcements.

The survivors could often see a beam of light falling from the sky, followed by a group of men and women in underwear.

Although they were unarmed, they were all extremely fierce. They charged into the group of yaomo and killed in all directions.

The monsters that terrified the survivors were like paper in the hands of these men and women, easily torn to pieces.

With the sharp fangs and claws of the monsters, they killed the demons and devils, sending their flesh and blood flying, and forcibly stopped the monsters from approaching.

There were also some players who were surrounded by monsters and could no longer be found.

Such a hot-blooded and tragic scene made the survivors unable to take their eyes off it, and they wanted to rush into the battlefield to kill the enemy with them.

Of course, this was only a thought. The survivors were very clear that they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

The best course of action was to take the opportunity to retreat quickly and not let the brave and fearless players die in vain.

Other than the cannon fodder players, all sorts of powerful weapons were also thrown onto the battlefield. From time to time, terrifying explosions could be heard.

The smoke and dust that rose into the sky were mixed with the ashes of the demon's blood and flesh. They floated in the air for a long time and did not disperse.

No survivors cared about such terrifying pollution. They only cared about how many demons were killed.

In order to eliminate the monster, they could only use this kind of lose-lose tactic. In a situation where they could not see hope, who would care what would happen tomorrow?

The players in charge of commanding the team were all frowning as they slowly advanced.

At this moment, they were very envious of the cannon fodder players.

He didn't need to think about anything. He just needed to kill without restraint until he was killed by the demon.

The monsters killed would be recorded and points would be given as a reward.

In order to earn more points, the cannon fodder players also showed their own abilities, trying to survive longer on the battlefield and find ways to kill more monsters.

They were different, they had very few opportunities to fight, and were mainly responsible for managing the survivors "food and drinks.

With hundreds of thousands of survivors gathered together, all sorts of things happened one after another, enough to make anyone feel like breaking down.

The players couldn't be perfunctory because it was a compulsory task given by Lou Cheng and they had to do their best to complete it.

When the mission was completed, the building spirit would evaluate the results and give the players a corresponding reward.

The more survivors he saved, the more benefits he would get.

If the players felt that they were not capable enough and could not shoulder such a task, they could also apply to leave.

However, if he really did that, he would definitely be ridiculed and even labeled as incapable.

The players were clear about this, and no one chose to quit the mission, whether they liked it or not.

They were even secretly competing with each other to see who would get a higher reward, which meant that they were more capable.

When it came to competition, none of the residents of the tower City showed weakness. Everyone wanted to perform well and show their true strength.

In order to get things done, the players showed off their abilities and thought of all kinds of ways.

The team of survivors had been walking on the road for three days, but they were still far from the end.

At their current speed, it would take a long time to reach tomb city.

The players knew very well that it was impossible to avoid the monsters 'pursuit by maintaining such a speed.

After a long time, they would become tired, and their speed would become slower and slower. Even with the constant reinforcements of the cannon fodder players, it was impossible to completely reverse the crisis.

This wasn't an isolated case, but an annoying problem that all survivor teams faced.

It was up to the players to figure out how to solve the problem and persist until the final victory.

There were more than 700 players in this group of survivors, and they were having an internal meeting to discuss how to solve the immediate crisis.

The current problem had to be solved, or all the previous efforts would be in vain, and the survivors would die.

Mission executors like them would inevitably be seen as incompetent people. Although they might not be ridiculed, they would definitely feel very uncomfortable in their hearts.

No matter what, he had to find a solution to this problem today.

The eyes of a player who was studying the map suddenly lit up and he suggested his idea.

It turned out that there was a dock near the sea ahead with a large number of containers. He suggested that these containers be transformed into a huge man-made island.

After the survivors landed on the island, they would be able to get rid of the monsters 'pursuit and find a way to reach tomb city through the water.

There was a teleportation wormhole near the sea, which used to be a hunting ground for monsters. As the monsters in tomb city were suppressed, the teleportation wormhole became the best shortcut.

If everything went well, they might be able to reach tomb city in a short time.

After this plan was proposed, it quickly gained the approval of the other players.

In a situation where he was at his wit's end, he had to give it a try if he could find a good solution.

Soon, a group of players left the team and prepared to go to the port for the renovation.

The remaining players continued to lead the team forward, but they changed their direction at the last minute.

He headed straight for the ocean with determination to cut off all means of retreat.