I'm the former civilized Yingjie

The headless body dyed a large area of ​​snow red, but not long after, the snow covered him again. Ryan didn't bother to look at it at all, and only summarized the news briefly.

Unlike North Britain, the withdrawal of the Fire Moth did not bring destruction, but the power vacuum created another order, an order called survival by any means necessary.

The social structure did not collapse, but was quickly replaced, and many people did not even want to return to the previous society.

There is no law here, murder, rape, flesh and blood business, everything is fine. As long as you are stronger than others, you can plunder the weak without limit.

"It feels carefree. It's better to stay here and be the king of the mountain than to go to Lundium to beg for food. Apart from being too cold, it really looks a bit like Twilight Street. By the way, where is Twilight Street?"

Ryan let out a breath and remembered something that had troubled him for a long time. He had looked for Twilight Street a long time ago, but couldn't find it on the map. Seeing these people, he understood a little bit.

Unless, it wasn't called Twilight Street before.

Chapter 1 Sixty Snow Prison Town

Ryan, who had changed into cotton clothes, stopped his snowmobile. The previous outfit was too conspicuous, so he changed into a bandit's clothes.

Because it was a method of evacuating air and suffocating, there were no blood stains on the clothes, only some dirt.

He was wearing a pure white cotton jacket, with a tactical vest that he didn't know where he came from. There were several magazines inserted in his chest, and he carried a standard rifle on his back.

The face is wearing a half mask, only the mouth and nose are exposed. This is not a toy at a rally, but a high-tech product.

Distorting light, causing visual confusion, changing hair color, eye color and even facial details, making him look like a skinny hunter.

Arrived.

There is a messy town in front of you, with beautiful small buildings, holiday villas, and large areas of crudely made wooden houses or straw huts, with containers piled up in an irregular circle around the outside.

It was like a city wall, with two or three containers stacked on top of each other, four or five meters high, with rough welding marks on the joints, filled with steel and stones, and the chimneys in the town spewed black flames, slowly Floating up, connected to the dark sky.

There are also people working in the mines, and some modified trucks transport various supplies, from food to used machinery, even furniture and logs.

There is a communication station in the center, several 'pot lid'-like radars are slowly rotating, and an infantry fighting vehicle is parked at the door.

It's so... punk.

Ryan saw that this place was both retro and modern, with both steam and cyberspace. It felt like he was not on earth. This was also the advantage of human beings. They could always adapt to the environment in a short time and were as tenacious as cockroaches.

After a little observation, he approached the gate on a snowmobile and found that this thing was quite punk. It was a tank suspended by chains. If there was a threat, he could block the gate.

On both sides were armed men carrying rocket launchers and heavy machine guns. They were dressed casually. There was an iron plate welded to the door with a skull and a string of letters carved on it.

Snow Prison Town!

Wasn't this place called 'Omley' before? Even the name has been changed, but that's okay.

Ryan wanted to complain, but someone in front of him had already blocked his way. He was wearing furs and goggles and holding a heavy shotgun.

"Where did it come from?"

"West."

"Why are you here?"

"Get some information."

"This is not your motorcycle." The man looked at him coldly, and the heavy machine guns on both sides immediately turned their muzzles.

"I said they were robbed. They wanted to rob me, and then I killed them. The things are naturally mine. This is the rule on the snowfield." Ryan replied calmly. He admitted that these people lived a difficult life, so he did not want to kill anyone. .

The man looked at Ryan, who looked like a sculpture in the snow. Since this man could tell the rules of the snowfield, he was not the fool with a strong sense of justice in the outside world.

"It seems that Obuin kicked the iron plate, half of the ammunition, if you can add a few more cans, I can say more."

Ryan threw the things in the back seat without hesitation, and then waited quietly.

"You're very generous." The man accepted it with satisfaction, cleared his throat and said, "If you want a woman, go to the West District and get better stuff. It depends on your luck. Find someone to go to the tavern and spend more supplies. Maybe you can find your relatives and friends. If you want to go to Gothenburg, just look for an office with a radar, but the price is very expensive and you may not have the right of residence.”

This man was obviously a local snake and knew much more than Obuin. Ryan was also very satisfied and threw two more cans: "What if you want to find information about the Honkai Beast?"

The man's expression changed, he looked at the other person again, and after a long time he asked: "Are you a pilgrim? Or an Avenger?"

"It doesn't count, but there are some things I need to talk to Honkaimon about."

The man was not only in awe, but also as if he were looking at a dead person. Ever since the Fire Chasing Moth retreated, this area had been in chaos. Not only did some people want to leave, but some also wanted to come in.

"Fire Tavern, looking for patina."

"Thank you." Ryan rode his motorcycle directly into Snow Prison Town. People here were searching for supplies, which was better than him wandering around in the snowfield.

After Ryan left, the man raised his fingers and called for a minion.

"Tell the boss if there is someone from outside, let him make up his mind whether to keep an eye on him or not."

"Yes."

The man nodded with satisfaction, looked at the snowmobile going away, threw the can in his hand and caught it again, thinking that he could sleep with another woman tonight.

Oh, for a felon like me, the best result of going to a protected area is to become cannon fodder and be killed in droves by those terrible monsters.

There, it is hell.

This is paradise.

Ryan entered the town and looked at both sides with interest. The place gave people a sense of barbaric technology and an obvious sense of fragmentation.

He looked at the people passing by. Some were as numb as living corpses, some were in high spirits, some had pious faces, and some were full of hope.

He even saw a church with a strange sculpture on the roof. He looked carefully and saw that it was not a Honkai Emperor.

"It seems that not everyone likes the Fire Moth and the original order of the world."

Ryan shook his head, and then discovered the most intuitive feeling about this town, that is, the entertainment industry is extremely developed.

Women can be seen everywhere in the roadside shop windows, ogling every man who passes by. The price is very cheap, just one or two cans, and the business is very good. It has just fallen into the night, and there are only crooked melons and cracked dates left in the shop windows.

The value of alcohol is also very high. You can see drunkards who are frozen to death in the alleys. Some people are lying on them like mice, and even their underwear has been plundered.

Ryan ignored him. He was just a passer-by, a passer-by who fully respected the fate of others.

The Fire Bar is easy to find, because this group of people actually built a fire in the open space in front of the bar. Some homeless people who couldn't bear the cold were warming themselves up around the fire. Occasionally, a few plates of leftovers would be thrown out from the bar.

The crowd immediately started to commotion, crazily squeezing together to grab food, and then vulgar laughter came from the bar. Ryan was silent after seeing it.

It feels even worse than the occupied area. At least the survivors will help each other and divide their labor to survive.

I don’t know if Alicia will be sad when she sees this scene.

At this time, he heard another gunshot, and the people crowded together dispersed, leaving only an iron plate that was licked clean.

Ryan glanced at the cowering crowd around him, sighed, and walked straight to the bar. There were two strong men standing at the door with revolvers on their waists.

"The admission fee is five rounds of ammunition, and any pistol or rifle is acceptable."

Ryan grabbed a handful in his bag, more than five of them: "I'm looking for patina."

"He has a fixed seat on the right side of the bar."

Ryan nodded, opened the door directly, and immediately felt the heat wave hitting his face, and the intense heavy metal music penetrated his ears.

There are many people in the bar, with various lights swaying around, and men and women swinging their bodies crazily on the central dance floor. At first glance, it looks similar to a nightclub, but after a closer look, there are essential differences.

Most people carry guns, and all kinds of illegal things can be seen everywhere. Some people smoke flour openly, and some people flutter their bodies on the wall in the dark. Anyway, the demons are dancing wildly.

Ryan had visited this kind of place before when he was a killer. Apart from being more unscrupulous, there was nothing surprising about it. He simply walked across the dance floor and swept his eyes over the women wearing vests or nothing at all.

But they couldn't touch Ryan, and the invisible air had pushed him to the side. In this way, Ryan quickly came to the bar and saw a round table on the left, and there was indeed a man sitting on one side.

He was very strong, with sunglasses on his face like a pie, and his blond hair was braided like a Viking. He put his hands on the sofa and raised his head comfortably. When Ryan came closer, he opened his eyes with some dissatisfaction. Eye.

"Is something wrong?"

"I want to get some information." Ryan's face was expressionless, and he could see a hard-working head under the table.

Tong Rui didn't answer. Instead, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. He pressed the woman's head with his hands. After a few seconds, his whole body relaxed.

A blond woman stood up. She looked about 20 years old. She took the can and smiled charmingly, then looked at Ryan again.

"Special service, want to try it?"

"No need." Ryan was still expressionless. Seeing the woman's expression of regret, she twisted her butt and walked away.

"You should give it a try. This woman used to have a master's degree in linguistics from Gothenburg. No wonder she knows how to use her mouth. Haha, she didn't even look at me before she collapsed." Tong Rui lit a cigarette and felt comfortable. He took a breath and said: "Now one can can make you feel good once, and two cans can make you feel good for one night."

"She's not going to the reserve?"

"Do you think you can go there if you want to? Except for those lucky locals who must have special skills to have the right of residence, people like her couldn't find a job in the past, and what they did was no different."

Ryan waved his hand to indicate that he didn't smoke, and asked: "It sounds like you are very grateful to Honkai Impact?"

"Hahaha, of course thank you. I don't have any annoying background or laws. I don't have to bow my head to a stinky supervisor. Or when I was running for my life, I saw the opportunity and chopped off that stinky bitch's head." Tong Rui exhaled a white line. He slowly pulled up his pants and glanced at the masked man.

"Here, you can become a master with big fists and a flexible mind. You no longer have to look at your parents or bloodline. In addition, the Fire Chaser Moth is a bit too strict. If you commit a crime during the escape, you will be held accountable. Who can I was so full that I ran away to suffer.”

Ryan finally understood. If there is evidence, Fire Chaser will pursue the case. Even if you steal a car, you will still be sentenced.

On the one hand, this upholds the law, and on the other hand, it can also provide manpower. Many dangerous areas are left to the prisoners to clean up, so they might as well stay in the abandoned area.

"It's true that it's freer outside, but it's also more dangerous here."

"It's the same for those monsters. I checked the information and found that big cities are the most dangerous. The people in Britain were almost wiped out. If the N1 bomb falls, it won't hurt you just because you are a human." Bronze hummed. After a few blasts, he stamped out the cigarette butt, looking like he was enlightened.

"Everyone will die. Maybe we will die later. Wouldn't it be more important to do something happy before we die?"

Ryan was unable to refute this fallacy. He looked at the crazy dance floor, listened to the chaotic sounds, and gradually understood the core of the idea here.

If there is no future, there is no future.

He immediately changed his mind and put the satchel on the table. The weight was so heavy that the copper rust's eyes lit up.

"Say, what do you want to know?"

Ryan pointed at the crazy man and said calmly: "Everything."

Chapter 161 The sewer of the world?

Ryan's interest as a researcher was aroused, so he temporarily changed his mind and did not directly ask about Honkaimon.

Sociology is also a scientific research, and there may be some gains. Of course, this will reveal that he is from outside.

But I don't care.

Tong Rui smiled, obviously guessing Ryan's identity, but he even more enthusiastically told the rules of the abandoned area.

It’s a common sense question, of course it’s best if you can make money.

Ryan listened quietly and occasionally asked a few questions, forming a general impression in his mind.

Sure enough, morality and law are the first things to collapse. However, human beings are complex, and some people are born with a desire for disorder. Then as desires amplify, this situation becomes more and more prevalent.

Demons and monsters gathered in the abandoned area, where different ideas collided. The attitude of the Fire Chaser Moth was also very ambiguous, which could not be hidden from Ryan.

Because at a glance, it is all good for the fire-chasing moth.

First, it is better to block things than to open them up. Throw out those who disagree with each other, so as not to cause internal friction on your own territory. For example, the Holy Mother of the White Zuo and the like, go and experience them all in person, which will definitely touch your soul.

Second, the supply of materials has been reduced, and the useless population has been discarded reasonably and legally. The crimes in the reserve are now very serious. Just like the day when Ryan vandalized public property, he was desperately pursued by the police.

Those who were caught were all sentenced to heavy physical labor, and they could escape freely. They could just go to the abandoned area to gain wealth.

Third, some data or materials can be obtained without casualties. Anyway, the files of these people have been deleted and they have long been missing. It is also very convenient to conduct human experiments.

It is the sewer of normal human society. All the dirty and chaotic things are discharged into it. No wonder the security in major cities has improved now.

Ryan showed a wry smile. After the Third Herrscher, the world was in turmoil for a while. It only took a year to stabilize. It was really a bunch of old foxes above.

A lawless area has been demarcated. Except for those who want to challenge the high difficulty level, there is no need to commit crimes in the protected area. Turn left when you go out and kill whoever you want, and do whoever you want.

'He's so morally corrupt and insane, he can even think of such a damaging move.But I have to admit that it is a loss, but it is very useful. '

Without a channel to vent, society would have exploded, but it is also full of dirt.

"You mean, you can still bring people here and then take them back?"

"Yes, but the Fire Chasing Moth is not allowed to come in and out. Ordinary people cannot go back. Of course, some people with special status can come in and out at will, and can also bring bodyguards." Tong Rui said with a mocking look on his face. A cigarette, took out a few photos and threw them on the table.

"There are some special services in the abandoned area that you can't enjoy in there. With enough supplies, you can do anything. It's better here. I heard that there are many talented people in Africa. Are you interested in knowing more?"

"Not interested." Ryan glanced at the photo, feeling a little disgusted even though he was well-informed.

They are not those perverts who are looking for information about Honkaimon. It seems they are Fire Chaser Moths.

Tongluo probably got the result, but said more enthusiastically: "I will get the things you want quickly. Scavengers know best where the inaccessible areas are. By the way, you have found the right person. If you run around by yourself, there will be no results."