The Mechanical Empire of the End of the World

With thirty imperial pikemen, Li Meng left the restaurant and walked towards the north side of the trading area.

At this time, there were not many people in the trading area, most of them returned home, and few people stayed in the trading area.

With thirty imperial pikemen, Li Menghao entered the passage on the north side.

After a burst of seven turns and eight turns, Li Meng came to the passage outside the residence where the original owner of the body was.

Without stopping or glancing at the door, Li Meng and a group of imperial pikemen disappeared at the end of the passage.

When I walked around another corner, everything in front of me suddenly became vast.

This is a warehouse, an underground mall logistics, is a place to unload, load, a lot of space, but also very empty.

It's not just a logistics, there's an underground car park on the other side.

Decades have passed, and the vehicles in logistics have long since disappeared, leaving only a useless place.

The vehicles were disassembled and smelted by the people in the shelter to make iron spears and corresponding iron tools.

As soon as you enter the logistics, the rolling cold wind rushes towards you, and the whistling of the wind is endless.

The temperature dropped instantly, and even wearing armor, Li Meng felt a chilling coldness.

In the logistics, Li Meng walked quickly with the imperial pikemen, and at this time, only by moving his body could he warm himself up.

Not long after, not far away, the import and export of underground logistics had entered Li Meng's eyes.

On the ground in front of the exit, a layer of frozen white snow was spread, and Li Meng saw the light from outside.

As he approached, Li Meng came to the exit, stepped on the upward slope, and looked out, and the sky outside was unobstructed.

There was nothing, only dark clouds pressed by black, and the clouds were rolling and moving to the east....

A thick layer of ice and snow was laid on the slope of the exit, and the footsteps made a "creaking" sound when stepped on it.

Step by step, Li Meng climbed up little by little.

When the sky was no longer in front of him, no longer on the slope, Li Meng had already stepped out of the gap and came to a white world.

Standing outside the exit, Li Meng looked around and was silent.

It is located on the edge of the city of Qing'an, far from the city center, and because of this, it escaped from the confines of the nuclear explosion.

Except for the tall building behind it, the other buildings are low.

The buildings around the mall, the mall are no longer visible, not only the buildings, but also the streets are buried under the snow and ice.

The low buildings are completely covered in ice and snow, turning into snow-capped mountains, and you can only see a trace of construction in the snowy mountains, and when you look into the distance, you can only see the endless snowfield.

Under your feet is no longer the earth, but snow, thick snow.

A gust of wind blew and rolled up billowing snowflakes, flying past Li Meng.

Looking at all this, a white gas billowed out of Li Meng's helmet, instantly turned into an ice crystal, and fell to the ground.

It's really cold....

With a cold shiver, Li Meng took a step forward, and the snow flooded Li Meng's ankle.

Just a hundred meters ahead, there was a river, which was the green river of the mall, about twenty meters wide.

In such an environment, the river has long been frozen, and the snow on the surface of the river does not know how deep.

Braving the icy wind, Li Meng came to the green river.

The guardrail by the river is clinging to it, but it is covered with a layer of ice and snow.

Standing behind the guardrail, Li Meng looked down.

The height of the river is about five meters high from the guardrail, and the river is flat on the other side of the river, except that the snow below is like a hill, and the height is almost equal to the guardrail.

Thirty meters to the right, Li Meng saw a staircase that led to the river.

Seeing this, Li Meng hurriedly walked over, followed closely by a group of imperial pikemen.

Coming to the place where the stairs were, Li Meng did not hesitate, stepped down the stairs step by step, and finally stepped into the river, and his whole leg was half in.

Getting out of the way, Li Meng said to the imperial pikemen behind him: "Pull out all those corpses under the snow." "

This river is the place where the bodies are buried, to be precise, and for decades, the people who died in shelters have been thrown into this river, all buried under the snow.

Although no one will bury the body specifically, as long as the body is thrown into the river, within a night, the cold wind will roll up the snowflakes and spread another layer of snow on the river, and the snow will cover everything.

Hearing Li Meng's order, the imperial pikemen moved forward one after another and entered the river down the stairs.

With spears in their hands, they waved away the snow like a hill with their hands.

In Li Meng's eyes, a snowy mountain collapsed, and the soft snow slipped down, revealing a mountain of corpses inside.

It is a corpse, it is also an ice sculpture, the color is only dark, you can't see the human skin, and even the clothes have become frozen color.

As the corpses were carried to Li Meng by the imperial pikemen, after a while, the snow in front of Li Meng was full of ice sculptures of different postures, some bent over, curled into a ball, and with different shapes.

This is not a picture of art, but a picture of struggle, survival, cruel doomsday.

"Coordinate 1 locked, coordinate 2 locked. "

In my head, the prompts from 2020 are constantly ringing.

On the surface of the river in front of Li Meng, white particles of light suddenly emerged from the void, entwining one ice sculpture after another.

In a fraction of a second, one after another ice sculptures turned into white light and poured into the void, disappearing without a trace.

"Resource points +10, biological resources +50, fiber resources +25..." "Resource points +20, biological resources +100, fiber resources +55..." "Resource points +10, biological resources +50, fiber resources +

20..." Too many prompts made Li Meng no longer pay attention to the voice of 2020, while cooperating with 2020

to lock the coordinates, Li Meng looked around and thought in his heart.

In the memory of the original owner of this body, the population in the shelter was about four thousand since he became sensible, and more than ten years later, there are still more than seven hundred, which means that there are at least three thousand corpses in this river.

Of course, a large part of these more than 3,000 people died outside, nowhere to be found, but the history of shelters is not only more than ten years, twenty years ago, thirty years ago, forty years ago, shelters also existed.

There will only be more corpses under the snow, no less than expected.

In the time that followed, Li Meng did not go anywhere, but searched for the body in the river with the imperial pikemen.

It took more than three hours, and under the busy hands of the imperial pikemen, the hill on the side of the river completely disappeared.

"Commander, there are still a large number of corpses in the ice under the snow, but there is a lack of tools and the inability to break the ice, please instruct. "

Once the snow accumulates too thick, the snow below will melt, and once the snow melts into water, it will freeze into ice.

Li Meng knew that there were more corpses in the ice under the snow, but Li Meng also knew that those corpses could only make them frozen in the ice forever.

Opening the item page, Li Meng glanced at the resource points.