I Have a City in a Different World

The alien monks who were slaughtered by the Holy Dragon City did not feel that they were suffering, but they were continually praised. ?八一?中?文W≈W≥W≥. ≠81ZW. COM

The equipment sold in the commercial area weapons store, although the price is higher, but the quality is not said, fully able to stand the test of actual combat.

And living here to kill monsters is far more comfortable than in your own building.

Every time you go out of town, you don't have to go far, you can encounter countless mutant monsters, enough for these monks to kill.

After killing the monster, you can return to the business district and enjoy the comfort of the earned brains. There will be a lot of surplus.

The logistical support provided by Shenglongcheng allows the alien monks to have no worries at all. As long as there are brains in their pockets, they will not be able to buy what they want.

What makes these alien monks feel comfortable is that they can use the walkie-talkie to call St. Dragon City for armed support whenever they encounter an unsolvable danger.

The armed helicopters of St. Dragon City, large-calibre artillery, and armored fighting vehicles are on standby, and only require the aid of the signal, they will certainly receive strong fire support.

In particular, the semi-mechanized combat weapons of St. Dragon City are even more brilliant in the battle. They are not afraid of death, and they have successfully rescued the alien monks who are in danger again and again.

Although the rescue of the holy dragon city needs to pay for the brain, it still receives the strong support of the foreign monks, and life is the most important thing compared to the brain.

Although during this period, some monks died in the mouth of the monsters, the enthusiasm of these alien monks was not affected at all, but the fighting spirit was getting higher and higher.

Compared with the holy dragon city, other buildings in the wild land are living in thin ice every day.

Faced with the surrounding mutant monsters, these buildings are all enemies. At the same time of active defense, they also began to try to kill these mutant monsters.

However, the strength of these buildings is limited. It is impossible to gather like thousands of high-ranking monks in the city like St. Dragon City. When the gates are opened every morning, thousands of fully armed monks come out.

In addition to some five-level buildings, thousands of monks can be sent. Other small towns can only send hundreds of people to fight each time.

Just facing the mutated monsters like the tide, this little monk was thrown inside, almost no splash of water splashed.

However, in order to maintain the normal operation of the building, in order to obtain the brain to buy living materials on the cornerstone platform, they can only fight the monsters with their heads.

As time goes by, these buildings are losing more and more, and the number of mutant monsters is not reduced.

This seems to be a vicious circle, so that the fighting power of each city is constantly weakened.

The bodies of the inhabitants of the city who died in the mouth of the mutant monsters were all gathered together by monsters and piled up into a hill, making people look numb.

The residents of these cities have a feeling of great sorrow, a pessimistic atmosphere that haunts them all the time.

Everything is afraid of contrast. Compared with these unrelenting buildings, the environment of St. Dragon City is just like heaven.

However, there are still a group of people who are several times worse than these buildings.

About two hundred kilometers from the holy dragon city, nearly 10,000 men and women in ragged clothes are continually trekking in the snow.

This huge team contains all kinds of races, including residents of the city, wanderers, and monks trapped in the middle of the road to the holy city.

Because of the sudden explosion of the beast, these people are quickly gathered together to cooperate with each other to resist the mutant monster.

Although they are numerous, their combat effectiveness is extremely limited and cannot be compared with the regular monk team.

Because of the cold and hunger, more than a dozen bodies fell to the ground almost every distance of one kilometer.

Behind this team, a road of death paved by corpses was formed, and icy bodies covered with frost were everywhere.

Fortunately, because the mutant monsters are concentrated near the city, this has led them to encounter monsters rarely.

Otherwise, only those mutant monsters need to be shocked several times, and more than 10,000 people will be killed!

At the middle of the team, there was an alien businessman wearing a leather coat, constantly playing with the walkie-talkie in his hand, with a hint of anxiety in his face.

Next to an interracial juvenile, he curiously asked: "Uncle Huo, you have been playing with this thing. What is the use?"

Fire Lu heard the words, and smiled at the younger generation. "This is a communication tool that my uncle bought in St. Dragon City. I can talk from a long distance.

As long as we can contact the holy dragon city, then we will be saved! ”

The interracial teenager nodded and seemed to nod. He continued to ask Huo Lu: "Uncle Huo, is that holy dragon city really as good as you said, better than our hometown?"

Huo Lu recalled his experience of living in Shenglong City and nodded slightly.

When the two talked, there were two thin wanderers walking away from the distance, and they fell to the ground and could not get up again.

The passing people were indifferent, just glanced at them coldly and ignored them.

There is no possibility of saving the fallen people like this. It will take a long time for them to be frozen into a stiff hail.

This kind of thing will be born anytime and anywhere, and everyone has already been numb and turned a blind eye.

On the side of the fire, you can only sigh.

Nowadays, he is already difficult to protect himself, and he has to take care of his family. It is impossible to take care of other poor people.

If you are not lucky, even Huo Lu himself is very likely to die halfway.

Once again, he lowered his head and fired the button on the intercom and tried to start asking for help.

"St. Dragon City, St. Dragon City, I am a caravan numbered y1o9, now trapped halfway, request rescue, finish!"

After saying this, Huo Lu sighed and continued to hurry.

He has said no less than hundreds of times in this passage, but he has never received a response, so he did not expect to be able to get a reply this time.

But surprises such things often come suddenly at unexpected moments, leaving you unprepared and feeling happy.

Just a few seconds after Hulu put down the intercom, there was a clear male voice suddenly coming from the intercom that had not responded.

"Here is the holy dragon city, your caravan number has been confirmed, and now officially inform you that the rescue team has been out five hours ago, please wait for the rescue, finish!"

Huo Lu, who was hugged his head, shook his body and lifted the walkie-talkie quickly, watching the curious eyes of everyone around him.

"St. Dragon City, St. Dragon City, we have a lot of people here, there are tens of thousands of people, finish!"

"We already know, please wait for the rescue, finish!"

After hearing this sentence, the last trace of worry on the face of Huo Lu also completely dissipated.

He looked up and looked around, and under the eyes of everyone nervous and looking forward, he laughed loudly.

"Easy everyone, St. Dragon City has sent a rescue team, we are saved!"

When this statement came out, everyone first stunned, and then they looked at each other and cheered at the same time.