Chapter 1 Five-Year Fantasy

At noon, Lie said to barbecue the ** earth, stacked brown and yellow mountains, like a flame. At a glance, there is no trace of vitality on the vast surface. Except for the color of ** soil, no other colors can be found.

The land that has lost plant protection is gradually grained in the years, and the strong wind is blowing, raising endless dust.

The sound of "Puff" is like a heavy object falling to the ground.

With a strong wind blowing, it brought dust all over the sky. When the wind passed, the dust in the sky slowly fell to the ground.

"Bah... Bah... Bah..." Zhang Jianyang got up from the ground, spit out the dust in his mouth, and slapped the dust on his body. The dust just now turned him into a clay figurine. Zhang Jianyang is used to this kind of weather. He took a deep breath of dusty air and looked around. He became excited and stayed away from this real world for five years. If it were a lifetime, everything now is so real.

The dusty air makes Zhang Jianyang have the illusion of returning to the world.

Zhang Jianyang's height can only be said to be very ordinary, not tall or short. From time to time, there are vicissitudes on his 27- or 18-year-old face that do not match his actual age.

"Cough cough..."

The dust in the air made Zhang Jianyang cough repeatedly. In the excitement, he didn't care about this, but looked at his position: "It's no different from inside. There is still a trace of radiation in the air. The soil is seriously weathered after the loss of plants, and the nuclear storm clouds in the sky have not disappeared. San, cough, cough, I just don't know if there are any damn mutant beasts..."

In this world, no one knows more about mutant beasts than Zhang Jianyang. Even he can't remember how many mutant beasts died in his hands.

But...

Zhang Jianyang smiled bitterly and returned to the real world. The price was to lose everything he had, including the most important star power.

Star power is the mutation ability obtained by some human beings under radiation, which is called star power. Like mutant beasts, people with star power are called star warriors, starting from the lowest star to the legendary highest nine-star warrior.

Without star power, no matter what kind of strong man you used to be, now you are just an ordinary person.

However, Zhang Jianyang just smiled bitterly and became happy again. Without the star power, it is not a fatal blow for him. With the mysterious backing, what is there to be afraid of? At worst, it will kill a new future, whether it is in the mysterious fantasy world or in this real world. Zhang Jianyang can fully believe that he, who has countless experiences, can get up quickly.

Maybe no one knows that in the past five years, Zhang Jianyang has been struggling in this mysterious fantasy world, and everything in it is like hell.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Thinking of the hell inside, Zhang Jianyang roared at the empty sky. He needed to vent a turbid breath in his heart. After five years, he returned to the world again, and he had enough reasons to be excited.

In the past five years, he has been wandering and struggling on the edge of life and death all the time. How many times he has he fought with foreign beasts higher than his level, and how many times he has stepped into the abyss of death. However, no matter what danger he encountered, his persistent thoughts supported Zhang Jianyang and made him stand up from death again and again. He can't die. He wants to live, even better than anyone else.

Now he has done it, although it is at the cost of losing everything.

In five years, a weak and submissive young man has become a tough man now.

Zhang Jianyang just roared for a while and calmed down. Five years of suffering allowed him to control his emotions well.

Looking at it, all I saw was the weathered sand. The whole world could not see any other colors except yellowish brown. There is not even a plant here, which gives people an extremely desolate feeling. Zhang Jianyang is used to this environment. He is just not sure whether he has returned to the origin where he left five years ago. In this world where there will be sandstorms at this moment, five years is enough to change the terrain in this area.

Zhang Jianyang still remembers that when he escaped from the desert city, he had been running towards the east.

Without hesitation, Zhang Jianyang calmly glanced at the hot sun hanging high in the sky and strode in the opposite direction of the east. He must find a place to settle down before sunset. The night is undoubtedly more terrible than the day.

............

Zhang Jianyang was lucky. After crossing a small canyon, a road appeared in front of him.

The road is a little broken, and pieces of cement are cracked, like spider webs on the surface of the road. The ruptured road surface is the consequence of the crustal movement after the nuclear war. In fact, most of the roads have not been formed for a long time, and not many are well preserved. The disaster brought by the nuclear war to the whole earth is too big. Even if it has been a hundred years, it still makes people talk about nuclear discoloration.

There was a weak crushing sound in the distance, and after a moment, there was a trace of human language in the crushing sound.

A trace of human language made Zhang Jianyang's originally calm heart suddenly become excited. Three years of lonely killing made him forget what human language was. Standing on the edge of the road, it was not until a few minutes later that I saw a huge wild bull at the end of the road.

Two horns thicker than human thighs, shaped like a full moon machete, are swaying as the bull moves.

The bull is also one of the mutant animals produced by nuclear radiation. Its predecessor is not a domestic cattle, but a wild bison in nature. It is a second-order mutant beast. It is extremely powerful. Two horns can tear steel. The surname of the bull is easy to go crazy, and the mutation has increased its body by three or two times, which is exactly why it is named. In view of the incompleteness of scientific and technological civilization, bulls have also become one of the main animal forces for transportation and cultivation.

Zhang Jianyang narrowed his eyes. There was no doubt that this was a caravan.

A caravan that can use Manniu as a means of transportation has this strength in Zhang Jianyang's memory, at least a medium-sized chamber of commerce.

The crushing sound just now was not caused by the Bull. Behind the Bull, the five four-wheel cargo compartments transformed from the chassis of the abandoned car are being pulled forward by the Bull. The four-wheel cargo compartment is covered with thick cyan canvas. I don't know what the goods are. On each four-wheel cargo compartment, there are three or five people sitting on the canvas, holding all kinds of different weapons in their hands.

Two bulls, ten sections and four-wheeled cargo compartments, together form the size of this caravan.

The appearance on the highway made the caravan a little nervous. The muzzle of several rifles pointed to Zhang Jianyang standing on the side of the road. As long as there was any wind blowing, they would shoot without hesitation.

Zhang Jianyang didn't like to be pointed at with a gun. He raised his hand to indicate that he was not malicious.

When the caravan approached, Zhang Jianyang shouted at the hostile people above, "Stop, stop, can you take me for a ride? Like you, I'm going to Shacheng."

In front of the tall bull, Zhang Jianyang was a little small, with a straight body, only the front legs of the bull high.

The bull's wide back is the best loading platform. It is a carefully woven basket installed on the back, which can accommodate several people to sit on it at the same time. This is the place where the head of the caravan rides. It is very comfortable. It will shake slightly with the movement of the bull. Sitting in it can always make people think about the cradle of childhood and create a kind of sleepiness.

On the loading platform, a fat man in his twenties stretched out his head, glanced at Zhang Jianyang a few times, and exhaled, "You are so lucky. I'm happy to meet my young master. Come up!"

The strong man in gray next to the fat man turned his head and stared at Zhang Jianyang. His eyes were like a sharp sword, as if he wanted to penetrate Zhang Jianyang. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared for a long time to be stared at by the strong man in gray, but Zhang Jianyang still kept a faint smile and was not disturbed by the other party's eyes at all, but said calmly, "Thank you!"

The expected refusal did not appear, which made Zhang Jianyang a little surprised. He also thought that he would waste his tongue to get a ride.

Zhang Jianyang didn't worry too much. Without luggage, he consciously found the four-wheel cargo compartment with the most people, and then trotted up. The strong body in the fantasy was brought to the real world. Even if he lost his star power, Zhang Jianyang could still feel that his body was far stronger than that of ordinary people. Choosing this carriage is that Zhang Jianyang doesn't want to be suspected of his intentions. Many people just play the role of monitoring himself to eliminate the vigilance of the caravan.

He had been pointing at Zhang Jianyang's several rifles and quickly turned the muzzle. Zhang Jianyang's move was undoubtedly correct.

In this carriage, there are six strong men sitting. Only two of them have guns, and the other four are holding cold weapons and staring at Zhang Jianyang with alert eyes.

The incompleteness of science and technology and the destruction of civilization have made the scientific and technological product of guns rare. Only the army is equipped on a large scale. Most of the ordinary forces are in a semi-cold and semi-hot state. In the caravan in front of us, the number of guns is more than ten, which can be regarded as firepower. Most of the rest of the people use cold weapons, and all of them are extremely strong men.

Zhang Jianyang just glanced at a strong man in gray on the back of the first bull without leaving a trace. His eyes contracted slightly, smiled at the six people in the carriage, and then sat down in a corner.

When the caravan set off, the huge bull pulled the five-section four-wheel cargo compartment and walked slowly on the broken road, causing a wave of shaking from time to time.

The initial alert gradually disappears over time after it is confirmed that there is no danger. So the six people who stayed in the cargo compartment were interested in Zhang Jianyang, who was sitting upright. It was very unthinkable to meet a lonely traveler in this desolate field. In the wild, they will encounter fierce mutant beasts at any time, and there are also some plants rich in attacking surnames. They are alone. They can't imagine how Zhang Jianyang, who looks like a professional soldier, came here.

There is still one day's way to Shacheng, which is a safe area, which is also one of the reasons why the caravan has lost its guard against Zhang Jianyang.

"Where did you come from the dry lake?" Chen Zhuangping, one of the six people, asked.

Zhang Jianyang just paused for a moment, and then nodded.

The dry lake is not far from the sand city, only more than 200 kilometers. The commercial exchanges between the dry lake and the sand city are very active, and the caravans are very dense, which is not dangerous. But in Chen Zhuangping's heart, it is a great thing to be able to walk alone between the two places.

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