Dimensional Eroders

After the branch task is completed, there is still a short distance to the destination. A group of regretful people stood on the opposite side of the road, and the passers on this side also got up one after another, intending to go together.

Bailang didn't waste time, but just greeted the three daughters of Gao Wen who had regained their freedom, and hinted that they should not forget to repay their debts. In particular, it's all thanks to his blessing that my counselor can make it to this day. I heard that the guide has prepared a mysterious gift, you understand.

Then, alone, he limped towards the finish line. The rest of the people also walked in twos and threes, and Uncle Che was still taking care of a few younger brothers who were sprinting with him.

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Walking on the road leading to the camp, there is no one pedestrian. There was an endless stream of howling corpses around, as well as the warning whispers of various monsters.

He used the flashlight of his mobile phone to look around, and saw that the walls at the bottom of the high walls were densely nailed with winches, and a large number of walking corpses and monsters were tied with chains, endless. The road just now was definitely not a bad taste, but more like some kind of 'defense mechanism'?

Bailang was thoughtful, if anyone climbed over the wall and entered, it would obviously end badly. This method is like ordinary people raising vicious dogs in their yards, while local tyrants raise cheetahs in their backyards. This camp has a strong taste and raises walking dead and mutant monsters.

Getting closer to the two buildings, he saw a high artificially cast cement concrete wall from a distance. The walls are very thick, and there are various exaggerated battle traces left, which is shocking. On both sides of the huge steel gate are symmetrical towers, equipped with searchlights and machine guns.

This is where the real camp is!

Behind the high wall came colorful lights, loud sounds, and even explosive music, in stark contrast to the gloomy and silent world outside the wall. Those areas of domestic walking corpses can only be regarded as transitional areas.

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The sentinel had already noticed their arrival, so they shone the lights and drew a track on the ground to guide him forward.

After successfully passing through the security check at the side gate, the gatekeeper took it for granted and pointed out the direction: "Newcomers report to the spiral building, and your person in charge is at the gate. By the way, welcome to 'Rogge Camp', I wish you a good time. "

Entering the camp in a daze, another world opened up to him.

There are a large number of buildings with no more than three floors in the camp, colorful billboards, dirty and crowded streets, full of alternative vitality.

Although it is already midnight, it is still noisy and lively, with barbecue stalls, hawking, street drunks fighting, stalls full of medicines, and pink signboards (this one is available!) Underneath, the enthusiastic long-legged sister is lovingly supporting those Drunk people, take them inside for a glass of water to calm down.

In addition, there is a big guy with superb knife skills who dismantled a sheep-headed monster in a fancy way on the spot, and was booed and applauded by a group of guys carrying control equipment. After that, it was sold out and taken to different stalls for cooking.

The scale here is not small, like a lively small town. The original site was obviously a part of the city. After being confined, it was remodeled, making it appear congested and dense.

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Bailang walked towards the spiral building in the center, and all kinds of passers-by passed by.

There are people riding motorcycles, some driving off-road vehicles, and there are blood trucks full of animal parts roaring by, and people riding weird beasts... Modern and ignorant are mixed together, and it is bizarre.

As for the shapes of the camp residents, they are also varied.

Barbarian-style muscular men, wearing leather armor, with Mohawk hairstyles, carrying axes or warhammers swaggeringly pass by the side of the road; there are also mages in robes who walk forward in a low-key manner, and passers-by avoid them one after another; with rifles on their backs , a nun covering her head with a cloak...a knight in a modern metal armor with a big sword on her back; there are also pedestrians in casual clothes, and business people in suits and leather shoes.

"This..." The scene in front of him is completely different from the camp Bailang imagined, and even more magical than the configuration of the Muhei subway station. It's really unbelievable!

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Walking on the street, the residents here booed after seeing the newcomers, shaking the wine bottles in their hands, jokingly shouting at Bailang, or making provocations.

Before arriving at the 'Spiral Building', one of the two high-rise buildings, the cheongsam guide had been waiting for a long time.

Not far from her, a young man with a seaweed head was lowering his head, playing a handheld game. Not long after, Uncle Che and others also arrived.

Bailang observed carefully, and there were less than 20 people gathered nearby. The big head was still a companion on the "Zombie Soldier Siege Hammer"; the other two men who were covered in dirt and sat silently on the steps were the "teammates" who broke out from the hotel with him before.

The men had apparently entered the camp by other routes, but they had also been tested.

While Bailang was analyzing the situation, a new fat man couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the 'guide'. Yan Yi broke down and shouted: "Help me! I was scratched by monsters on the road, and then by those living corpses." Bite! Will I be infected? Will I die? You are the guide, I will complete the task you assigned, you must help me, save me, save me quickly!"

The fat man let out a voice, and the rest of the people felt sorry for each other. Even Bailang turned his attention away.

He wasn't scratched by the living corpse, but was bitten by a more ferocious 'living corpse dog'. In addition, there were various minor injuries, and now his entire calf is in a state of numbness.

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"Don't worry, those living corpses are revived with the power of 'hell', which is completely different from the virus-infected zombies in movies. Of course you will be infected with corpse poison if you are scratched or bitten, but as long as you treat them in time, you will be fine. This A little injury, I can't die." The leader sister smiled indifferently.

Then, she whispered again: "If you die so easily, what's the point of Paradise organizing this trial?"

Hearing "the power of hell", Bailang's heart moved, recalling what he saw and heard that night, he suddenly became very interested in this world! There is obviously extraordinary power here, and all kinds of thoughts appear in his head for a while.

While the guide was speaking, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said again: "Wait another 15 minutes, and I will answer the questions in unison. Now you can rest in place, or communicate with each other to get familiar with each other, after all, the next month... Also, carefully sort out the doubts in your mind, and you will talk less about the mentally handicapped later.”

"You! The beautiful long legs over there, come here and send these. One for each person, this is a personal prize I prepared for you, so be grateful."

The woman in cheongsam pointed out the outstanding female president, and handed the other party something like a stack of bank cards.

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Soon, Bailang also received one and played with it in his hands.

There were several symbols he didn't recognize printed on the card, including abstract roaring mouths, cut eyes, hooded angels, and some unnamed symbols.

At the same time, he heard someone around him exclaim: "This is the sign of the Holy Order!"

"There is also 'Angel Court'! Isn't this a different world? What's going on! Why do things in reality appear?"

"Is that rumor true? Those inhuman powerhouses are all part of Paradise?"

There was a noisy argument beside him, and Bailang was at a loss to hear it. Could it be that the 'Main World' he traveled through before has other connections with this 'Mission World'?

At this time, he happened to pass by 'Uncle Che', so he pretended to be casual and said: "What is the Holy Society?"

"ha?"

Hearing this question, Uncle Che widened his eyes and stared at him strangely, saying, 'Are you kidding me? ’ weird look.

Bailang immediately realized that he had made a mistake. This 'Holy Religion' was obviously the same as the 'Cross Gang and Bald Church' in his hometown, and it had become a common sense.

So he acted accordingly, pretending to be relaxed and forcibly changing the subject, and said in a chatty way: "I mean, what do you think of this 'Holy Order'? Are they really connected to this world? Or is it that the leader She is one of them, and the imprint on the card is only her personal hobby?"

"She's not a 'nun'. Besides, this card also has the badge of 'Angel House'. On the way here, there were quite a few nuns with guns, so I almost ignored them!" Uncle Che patted his head, showing reason. The appropriate expression, "It seems that there must be some kind of connection between the 'Holy Order' and this world!"

Hearing this, Bai Lang wisely shut up. As an alien, he really didn't have the qualifications to continue the conversation. If he didn't do it, he would be in trouble, so he left decisively.

Before, he felt that these people were very strange, and he could quickly adapt and correct his mentality when faced with such an extraordinary encounter as the "Chuanhuo Paradise". In the face of monster attacks, he also showed a strong ability to accept and adapt.

Combined with the information disclosed by Uncle Che in just a few words, and what Ruoran looks like. Bailang seriously doubts that the world he traveled through before not only has 'supernatural power', but is quite common and well-known.

Thinking of this, his heart also became eager to try, looking forward to the next encounter.

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