Holding a map marked with dense marks in his hand, Zhang Mu frowned slightly.

Although the map is accurate, there are too many notes on it, which has affected his normal judgment.

Now he has no idea of excavating monuments or anything.

This is an old era map prepared by Wang Liang for him. It has a detailed route address to Inner Mongolia city. It is the only one in Luoyang. It was contributed by a pre apocalyptic archaeologist.

Sadly, a fine map only changed a bag of rice, which made the ordinary people who were about to forget their identity in the old era excited to tears. They completely forgot that their baby had worked hard for many years, carefully dragged the food back to their house, and had no nostalgia for it at all.

When Wang Liang told Zhang Mu about it, it was also a pleasure to say that he was careless, but Zhang Mu kept many feelings in mind.

Sad, pitiful, but helpless.

The reason why Zhang Mu's head is big now is that he can't distinguish the correct path.

Normally, the map is accurate enough, but now the small county in front of Zhang Mu is beyond recognition. It's like being trampled by a group of giant animals. There are no intact houses to stand all the way.

He didn't know how to go, although he probably knew that this was Yulin city.

After observing the huge traces left on the ground, Zhang Mu guessed that there should be few survivors left in this small county. Even if there were no deaths, they should be evacuated.

The mutant herds of this posture must have been large animals before the end of the world. Stimulated by the wave of evolution, the most ancient genes in the body have been stimulated, and the size has expanded to a terrible level.

The whole herd swept the county, leaving only ruins.

But the development of things seemed different from Zhang Mu's expectation. When Zhang Mu and his party entered the county, a pile of ragged humans sprang out of the ruins. Looking at the clean Zhang Mu, they ignored the ferocious obsidian and mutant wolf dog and crawled to get close to Zhang Mu.

Where are the survivors?

Zhang Mu didn't have time to think about it. The mutant wolf dog ran out directly from him, exposed his hidden fangs, and roared like a wolf howl in his throat.

But just like this, the human beings still didn't pay attention to the threat of the mutant wolf dog. Instead, they jumped at Zhang Mu with both hands and feet, and their speed was a little faster.

The mutant wolf dog was annoyed. Yesterday's depression had not dissipated. Today, someone came to touch its mildew. Without asking Zhang Mu's instructions, he suddenly used the soil system ability. The soil on the ground collapsed and agglomerated, and countless soil thorns suddenly rose.

But it was measured and did not hurt the lives of these human beings, but bound them firmly in place with earth thorns.

Zhang Mu did not stop the action of the mutant wolf dog and quietly observed the survivors.

There should be no doubt about human beings, but how can they lose the ability to walk like a beast?

These people are unspeakably strange.

Just then, one of the survivors seemed to be sober and looked up at their man with his chest around his eyes.

The shriveled and thirsty lips moved up and down hard, "please, sir, give me something to eat. There are children waiting for us to take something back to dinner."

"It's so dangerous outside that you come out to beg? How do you know someone will pass here?"

Seeing that other humans have gradually recovered their normal mind, Zhang Mu asked the mutant wolf dog suspiciously.

Just now, the man staggered to his feet, looked at Zhang Mu in fear and said, "recently, adults like you who are clean and don't look like locals often pass through our county. They will reward us with some food when they see our pity.

With that group of monsters, we won't go out to find food, so we have to hide here and wait for adults to give us some alms when they pass by.

Sir, give me some food. "

When the exposed survivor mentioned the monster, his face obviously showed a look of fear.

"My lord? What kind of Lord?"

Zhang Mu thought he was an ordinary evolutionist and asked casually.

Unexpectedly, the survivor stared at Zhang Mu's right hand, swallowed his saliva and said, "those adults, like you, wear a black ring in their right hand, and there will be food out of that ring, just like magic."

With that, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva again.

Hearing this, Zhang Mu's eyes became dignified.

A black ring with spatial attributes? It should be the era agent merchant of era store. I don't know which era city it belongs to.

"How many people are there? How long does it take on average to pass through the county?

To be honest, these two bags of rice are yours. "

Seeing that two bags of grain were really extracted from Zhang Mu's black ring, Zhang Mu grabbed them in his hand.

When the survivors saw the black light of the era merchant ring, their eyes suddenly burst into a greedy light.

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, several other people wanted to struggle to stand up and answer Zhang Mu's questions. They were directly bound in place again by the mutant wolf dog who understood it.

"It's him this time."

Zhang Mu's faint voice rang. He didn't look at those people any more. He knew that the mutant wolf dog had a sense of propriety.

To Zhang Mu's surprise, the action of the mutant wolf dog didn't scare the man just now. He answered fluently, "a total of nine adults passed through Yulin City, on average once a month."

It seemed that he found that Zhang Mu didn't want to talk more and answered Zhang Mu's two questions. He immediately shut up.

No wonder the era agent merchants he met before were so rare, almost none. It turned out that they all went in this direction, which was why I didn't meet them.

He took another bag. He threw three bags of rice in front of the man and said slowly, "you deserve it."

Just then, the impatient Obsidian complained.

"Can it be quicker? The smell of the mud on their bodies does not know how many days they have stinks. The dead dog can not smell it. I will vomit soon."

Does the soil taste? It's estimated that it's slovenly. The variant animals of the wind system are too pretentious, but they don't look good. It's just a group of wandering ordinary people survivors. It's time to go.

At this time, the survivor tentatively asked a word, which made Zhang Mu suddenly don't want to go, and suddenly became interested.

"My Lord, another adult who came to Yulin city yesterday has a rest in our village. Do you want to see that adult?"