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Chapter 32

Five years later.

The junction of City Z and neighboring cities in the West District.

After the motorcycle passed through the highest level of defense barrier, there were piles of ruins in sight.

The ruins at night are not shrouded in a layer of dead silence like in the daytime. The neon lights are still flashing above the deserted buildings, and three-dimensional advertisements are projected, but the advertisements are full of guns, prohibited drugs, and other content that would never appear before.

Going forward, the motorcycle passed the gravel-filled streets on both sides, and only the words "Christian" remained on the outer wall of the bombed-out five-star hotel. magnificent.

A little mouse crosses the door of an abandoned hotel, and its tail is stepped on by a sand fox with huge ears. Unfortunately, it becomes the dish of the deformed sand fox.

Small deformed monsters are less of a threat to humans. Malken slowed down his driving speed, looked at the former landmark building, gave a "tsk tsk" with emotion, and then continued to the destination bar.

The bar is located near the former Music Square. There is no more music or fountains here. The center is surrounded by a high barbed wire fence, and inside is the arena for black market boxing matches.

Five years ago, when the government announced that it would abandon the reconstruction of City Z in the West District and divide City Z into a category outside the tree of life, the city became "Dungeon No. [-]" and became a paradise for refugees.

Although the defense system around the perimeter is convulsed from time to time, and large distortion monsters often invade, bars, strip clubs and other entertainment venues are incomparable to desert dungeons.

Inside the iron net, two naked men were fighting hand-to-hand, and outside the iron net, excited refugees shouted loudly.

Malcolm walked through the crowd and entered the dimly lit bar.

"Have a cup of Crazy Dungeon." He sat down at the bar.

"Hi, Malken." The bearded man next to him saw Malken and raised his wine glass to say hello, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Malken turned the high stool and leaned against the bar instead, resting his elbows on the table, looking at the shaking crowd, "It's quite lively."

"Of course." The bearded man took a sip of beer, "The environment here is better than the dungeon."

When the bearded Hu said this, just as the music was playing, a man who was drunk suddenly jumped onto the stage, grabbed the microphone, and asked, "Is the wine good?"

The people in the audience raised their glasses cooperatively: "It's delicious!"

"Are you all happy?"

"Happy!"

"We are here today because of who?"

"Krete! It was Krete who led us into the tree of life!"

"To Clayte!"

"To Clayte!"

The bartender pushed over a dark red drink, and Malken looked away, and asked the bearded man beside him, "Have you seen Kreiter recently?"

The bearded man shook his head: "He should be in the desert dungeon."

Malken called up the communicator and looked at it, and there was no reply to the message he sent.

Five years ago, Clayte Toleder went to inquire and learned that there was no one named Ivan in the army, let alone a Mago named Ivan, so he left the tree of life alone.

Malken couldn't tell, and always felt that his boss was inexplicably disheartened, as if he had lost enthusiasm for everything.

At this time, the opened communicator suddenly popped up an incoming call notification.

Malcolm pressed the call button: "Ledger."

"Has anyone been found?" Leger asked.

After Clayt left the tree of life, Malcolm had nowhere to go, so he simply joined Nightingale and began to help Ledger.In the past five years, he has become Nightingale's No. [-] figure, and he is also on the military's most wanted list.

"Not yet." Malken took a sip of the spirits, "Tomorrow morning I will go to the dungeon to look for it."

"Okay." Ledger said, "Be careful."

In fact, without Ledger's reminder, Malcolm knew to pay attention to safety.There are not only distortion monsters in the desert, but also extremely dangerous sand traps. The risk factor of traveling at night is too high, so he chooses to go during the day.

But since tonight is the last night in the city, it's not justified not to enjoy it.

Thinking of this, Malken put down his empty wine glass and jumped onto the restless dance floor.

The third floor of the tree of life, the physical training room.

"Pound pound pound—"

Countless fist marks appeared on the sandbag-shaped iron block, and the good cylinder was beaten so hard that it couldn't see its former shape.

The man in white short-sleeves and black boxing pants punched hard for the last time, and the shriveled piece of iron instantly detached from the ceiling and flew to a corner of the training room.

The partner trainer on the side was terrified, but he still pretended to be calm and asked: "Captain Shen, do you want to practice?"

Shen Si Wei looked at the back of his hand, except for some redness at the joints, the skin was not damaged.

It seems that, as Mo Lin and Dr. Chen said, his skin is indeed invulnerable.

"Don't practice." He picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His smooth chestnut hair was wet with sweat, and he looked hot, but his green eyes always gave people a cold feeling.

The sparring partner handed over the water bottle and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

uncomfortable?Not really.

Lieutenant Shen Si took off the small charcoal black oxygen mask, raised his chin to drink water, and looked at the ceiling with a blank view.

If you have to say something that doesn't suit you...

After waking up from the freeze, Shen Siwei seemed to have difficulty having mood swings.Even if he knew that his military strength was super strong, even if he knew that he had Mo Lin as a lover, he didn't have any thoughts at all.

As soon as he thought about his lover, the lift door of the training room was opened, and Mo Lin stepped on black military boots and walked in.

"How is it? It's been two days since I woke up, are you still used to it?" Mo Lin walked towards Wei Shen, while beckoning to the training partner with his eyes.

The partner trainer took the water bottle from Shen Siwei's hand, and consciously left the training room.

"It's okay." Wei Shen said.

"Did you have a good dinner?"

"Nutrition supplements are more convenient."

Today, Mo Lin arranged an exquisite dinner for Shen Si Wei, but Shen Si Wei did not move at all, and went straight back to the training room after drinking the nutritional supplement.

Delicious food and beautiful scenery couldn't interest Shen Siwei.Since waking up yesterday, he has always had the feeling that his body has thawed out, but something deeper inside him still hasn't thawed out.

"You can try the food." Mo Lin said, "It has been frozen for 25 years, you should have forgotten the taste of the food, right?"

"I do not need."

"Would you like to go see the stars with me later?"

"I do not want to go."

Shen Siwei's answer was extremely blunt. In fact, it wasn't that he had a problem with Mo Lin, he was just not sure how to get along with his lover.

In his memory, he volunteered to participate in the body modification program, and Maureen was very sad about it.Maybe... As a qualified lover, shouldn't he accompany Mo Lin to watch the stars?

But Shen Siwei just didn't want to go, he felt it was a waste of time.

"Shen," Mo Lin exhaled helplessly, "you don't have to stretch yourself so tightly."

Shen Siwei pursed his lips, his green eyes remained calm: "Sorry."

"Are you going to my place tonight?" Maureen asked suddenly.

Shen Siwei was puzzled: "To your residence?"

"You have to know," Mo Lin put his hand on Shen Siwei's shoulder, and gently rubbed the back of his neck with his fingertips, "There are many things that lovers can do."

What else is there to do besides stargazing?

Shen Siwei couldn't help blanking his eyes, searching for the love equation in his mind, but found nothing.

He looked stuck as if there was a bug, and Mo Lin quickly said: "Forget it, you should stay in the laboratory tonight."

Shen Siwei refocused his gaze: "Okay."

"I'll pick you up from the laboratory tomorrow morning," Mo Lin said again, "you follow me to the top floor to meet General Miller."

No one in the tree of life does not know Miller. He is the highest leader of the tree of life and the oldest person in the tree of life.

When Captain Shen Si just woke up yesterday, he had vaguely heard the conversation between Mo Lin and Dr. Chen—he was woken up because General Miller had a mission for him.

At that time, Mo Lin and Dr. Chen were not talking to him, and it was inconvenient for him to ask.But now that Mo Lin took the initiative to mention this matter, he just asked, "Can you tell me exactly why General Miller is looking for me?"

"A small task." Mo Lin said, "Go to the bottom to find his son."

"Looking for his son?"

"His youngest son went to the lower level to investigate and disappeared." Mo Lin's neutral tone showed a sense of nothing to do with himself, "If it were someone else who disappeared, it wouldn't be so violent. You wake up."

Although Shen Siwei's emotions had become dull, he could not fail to hear it. Mo Lin's attitude seemed that he didn't want to wake him up because of this "little thing".

"Can't the low-level police find it?" Shen Siwei asked.

"The missing place is in City Z in the western district. You probably don't know it yet. It was once invaded by distortion monsters, and it has now been divided into an area outside the tree of life."

"Outside the tree of life..." Shen Siwei frowned.

"That's right, that's why no one can go." After a pause, Mo Lin said again, "Except you."

If it were ordinary civilians who disappeared outside the tree of life, there would be no police to look for them.Because the survival rate of human beings outside the tree of life is less than 50.00%, even if Miller sends an action team, some members will definitely sacrifice in vain.

But Captain Shen Si is obviously much safer, because he has the ability to protect himself, and there is a high probability that he will be able to return safely.

"However," Maureen suddenly changed the topic, "Although this is a task assigned to you by General Miller, if you really can't find it, you don't have to force it."

Shen Siwei faintly felt that there was a subtext in Mo Lin's words, and asked, "Don't force it?"

"His youngest son is a scholar. How much do you think he has the possibility of surviving after leaving the tree of life?" Mo Lin said, "So you go and search outside the tree of life, and return directly if you don't have any clues."

Shen Siwei was noncommittal, although he also believed that it was impossible for scholars to survive outside the tree of life, but perfunctory tasks were not his style.

"In addition," Mo Lin said again, "instead of looking for his youngest son, since you have gone outside the tree of life, you can look for this wanted criminal by the way."

Shen Siwei: "Which one?"

Mo Lin turned on the microcomputer in his palm, and a page of character files was projected in the air.

"He is the chief culprit for the desertion of City Z in the West District. Previously, intelligence personnel investigated that he could get close to the deep sea energy station. But then the military tried many times to go to the deep sea, but they were all repelled by the deep sea monster. So he must have a special way to get there Deep sea, we need to bring him back for torture."

The photo in the file should be a screenshot of the surveillance screen. The man in the screen is looking at the camera from bottom to top, and the stern breath seems to be transmitted through the photo.

It was strange, Shen Siwei definitely didn't know this man, but he always felt as if he had seen this file before.

"According to the current intelligence, this person has been hiding outside the tree of life." Morin continued, "General Miller certainly hopes that you can find his young son, but to be honest, I think the hope is slim. I miss you I probably don’t want to make this trip in vain, so if you have any clues about this wanted criminal, you might as well go and have a look.”

Shen Siwei's gaze left the photo and moved to the "Name" column.

Seeing the inexplicably familiar name, he couldn't help being slightly lost in thought, and whispered: "Kret?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Lin asked quickly, looking a little nervous.

"It's okay." Shen Siwei shook his head as usual.

He couldn't describe it, he just felt...

The cold heart seemed to be beating suddenly.

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The maps in the second volume are basically outside the tree of life~