It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The climb was long and the distance was long.

It took another two hours to climb.

"Huh!" Wu Wen let out a long sigh of relief, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the village less than a hundred meters away.

"It's really far!"

Wu Wen sighed and continued to walk forward.

The village in front of him was completely different from the ghost village he saw yesterday.

The ghost village he saw yesterday was nothing special except for the ghosts in the village. It looked no different from a small village that had been closed for a long time. Even the ghosts inside looked like people. At least if they hadn't disappeared last night, Wu Wen would have thought that place was an ancient village!

But the real ancient village in front of him looked more like a ghost village.

The houses in the whole village are built with bluestone, which is dark in color, making the whole village look strangely desolate.

There is a sign of an ancient village at the gate of the village. It is in a serious state and the words "ancient village" can hardly be seen. It is really not as spectacular as the stone tablet I saw in the cemetery last night.

Looking in from the head of the village, the road inside is also ups and downs, not flat at all. It may be because of the rain last night. The road in the whole village is muddy. Not only is there no bricks, but even the road is full of weeds. If it were not for its location and some trampled grass, it would be hard to believe that this would be a road.

There are several big locust trees on both sides that are scary tall, with branches that are very forked, and even the roofs of the two houses next to them are half collapsed, and no one has repaired them.

Looking along the road to both sides, the rest of the houses were surrounded by weeds, almost covering the entire yard. Even on the bluestone walls, there was a lot of grass growing.

The village was even more silent and deserted. Not only was there no human voice, but there was no dog barking, chickens, ducks, or geese.

Wu Wen frowned slightly, and almost immediately determined that there was a huge problem with the village.

Let alone whether this place looked like a place where living people lived, there were no chickens, ducks, or geese, and there were no cultivated fields around. This place could not be an isolated village.

How could there be a sustainable life without production? Could it be completely dependent on government subsidies?

Wu Wen frowned tightly, and he walked slowly into the village.

As he walked into the village, he realized that his idea was probably wrong.

There are still crops in this place. There is cultivated land in the gaps between the houses. The wheat seedlings in the land are growing vigorously. I don’t know if they can satisfy the people here, but it is still a sign of farming.

But what about the people in this village?

Wu Wen just had doubts when the door of the bluestone house beside him was opened.

"Creaky!" As the door opened, a small and thin figure in the dark house showed its outline.

Wu Wen looked over vigilantly, but he was shocked at the first glance.

It’s not that it’s scary, but the person who opened the door can’t be called a human being!

A little old man with a dry and shriveled face and thick wrinkles on his skin all over his body. His waist was crooked and squeezed together with a typical symptom of polio. There was a tumor on his neck that was drooping and almost fell to his waist. It didn’t look like a human being at all!

The old man stood there, trembling all over, and seemed to be unable to stand steadily, which perfectly explained how great the harm of inbreeding is.

"Police, spinal deformity, and large tumors caused by genetic defects... Damn, isn't this the experimental subject that medical students dream of!" Wu Wen looked at the old man in front of him who looked almost the same species as humans and widened his eyes.

Even the idea that this place was also a ghost village in his mind almost disappeared instantly.

There is no other reason. Ghosts may look scary, but I haven't seen one that looks so awesome until now!

Really, except for humans who can look like this, he really feels that ghosts can't look like this.

"You... who?" The old man standing in the house looked like a ghost, and the corners of his mouth twisted and trembled slightly. This was considered to squeeze out some words from his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Wu Wen now completely believed that this place must be a real ancient village, and he also completely understood why there was not even a field planted in this place.

Damn, it's amazing that they can grow this much land. Do they not want to farm? It's obvious that they are

It can't be planted at all!

Wu Wen almost believed that this old man who didn't look like a human was a human, but he still took out his camera and took a photo of him.

Although he was sure that this thing was definitely a human, he couldn't be less cautious.

"Ziziziz..." As the photo was formed, Wu Wen took a look and really didn't see any traces of ghosts on it.

Wu Wen didn't feel strange at all, but felt it was natural.

Really, this deformed shape should be the product of long-term close relatives in his cognition. Last night he speculated that if there were really people in the ancient village, they must be various deformed children.

Now it seems that his speculation is indeed correct, and only deformed children can meet his speculation about the ancient village.

Seeing that Wu Wen ignored him, the old man holding the door trembled again, and said with a distorted expression: "Who...you?"

Wu Wen came back to his senses, looked at him, thought about it, and said: "Uncle, I am a tourist, I want to ask you where your bankrupt school is?"

As soon as the question was asked, another hoarse sound sounded not far behind Wu Wen.

Wu Wen was shocked and looked back suddenly. He saw an old lady with her legs twisted like a twist, lying on the ground, and her neck was a little twisted. At this time, she was crawling out of the bluestone house behind him, making strange hoarse sounds in her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but couldn't.

"Hiss!" Wu Wen took a breath of cold air, another typical polio!

Wow, this village looks like a ghost village, even if it is not a ghost village, it will be less than two years away from it!

It is estimated that even if experts and scholars come here, they will need two and a half years to study this skeleton to figure it out.

Wu Wen looked at the old lady in front of him and was about to speak, when there were noises coming from the houses of the twenty or thirty houses around him. One by one, the figures of old men and women with crooked eyes and mouths, ulcerated skin, or polio and twisted bones pushed open the door and walked out or crawled out.

The strange appearances of these people made Wu Wen feel cold in his heart.

This group of old men and women who obviously had various genetic diseases stood or lay quietly at their doorsteps, looking at Wu Wen standing in the middle of the weed-filled land with gloomy eyes.

For the first time, he felt the horror of genetic diseases and the diversity of human development.

Finally, there was an old man whose face could not be distinguished whether it was an old man or an old woman, and whose arms were shrunk and curled in front of his chest. He spoke clearly.

"Who are you?"

The voice was hoarse, and it felt low, and there was a bit of awkwardness from not speaking for a long time.