MTL - Real Apocalypse Game-Chapter 43 Temple of Civilization

"Origin?" Knife Scar's men were stunned, their eyes on Shen Feng changed instantly, "Listening to what you said, I also think that this foreigner really doesn't mutate..."

"Take it down, Boss Scar, you're thinking too much. You can see that there's nothing wrong with Hui San, who can know that he still has a tail just by looking at him? Even that little girl Yinghuo, look. She looks pretty, who knows that her mutation index is the highest in the town, and she almost couldn't stay." A bald head chewed the dried earthworm in his mouth and waved his hand.

"That's right, Scar, the curse can't be seen or touched. I have never met a person who is not cursed over the years. I heard that the pure seed source of the crow tribe was captured by war with other tribes before, and it's almost gone. Fifty years old, the old can't get old anymore, it's no wonder they want to find new sources..."

Scar snorted coldly, ignoring the negativity of his subordinates, and said: "So, to get his sample, let the breeder of the crow tribe take a look, it is said that they have a sacred object that can detect whether it is cursed or not. …”

"The mayor has already said, don't let us trouble him..." The bald head next to him smacked his lips and said, "But I am familiar with the old king who opened the shop..."

It took Shen Feng and Yinghuo almost an hour to finish their food. Because they ordered a lot, the shop owner even gave them a plate of extremely hard jerky, which made their gums bleed.

After lunch, Yinghuo patted his belly with satisfaction and said to Shen Feng:

"How? Don't thank me, I'll show you our town."

Although this meal was not as delicious as what Shen Feng gave her to eat, the chili sauce was so fragrant, it was a perfect match with the cockroach cake.

At this time, Shen Feng also had a general understanding of the food culture of the wasteland, rubbed his slightly sore stomach, and nodded in agreement.

For this nuclear war wasteland mission, "The Real Doomsday Game" did not give him a time limit, indicating that this is likely to become a long mission, and the clues are not so easy to collect.

Instead, he was not in a hurry, maybe he could find an important clue inadvertently.

For example, in a place like Nameless Town.

And in this apocalyptic wasteland, the real danger is that he is too conspicuous and looks out of place. Maybe the clothes on his body should be changed to the kind of broken plastic bark grass root braid, so as not to attract other people. coveted by people.

While thinking about it, Shen Feng began to stroll around the town under the guidance of Yinghuo.

Although Wuming Town is small, the sparrow is small and complete, with all kinds of shops, blacksmiths, restaurants, and even a hospital of its own.

Of course, there are no medicines. It is all based on some herbal herbs that the doctor prescribes based on his own experience. If you are anesthetized, you will directly knock people unconscious.

Soon, under the leadership of Yinghuo, Shen Feng came to the most important building in Wuming Town.

Civilization Temple!

Judging from the appearance of the building, it seems to have been converted from a former bank.

At the top of the building stands a pattern made of waste integrated circuit boards, a green bird.

Among the arches, people occasionally came in and out, with a pious look on their faces.

Walking to the door of the Temple of Civilization, Shen Feng couldn't help being a little surprised.

On both sides of the door, there are even two lines of poetry written in Chinese characters:

On the left is "A Thousand Trees With Flowers at Night in the East Wind", and on the right is "Blowing Down Stars Like Rain".

However, the people who wrote these things obviously didn't know the characters at all, and they just drew them according to the fonts they didn't know where they saw them.

Firefly closed his eyes reverently, raised his hands, and kept shaking his fingers, imitating typing.

Before waiting for Shen Feng to ask questions, Yinghuo had already opened his eyes and said to him:

"This is the act of praying to the Temple of Civilization on our side. Come on, let me go in and pay homage to the statues. There are many statues here."

The two walked in, and Shen Feng immediately found that the layout here was similar to the temples and other places he had entered before.

A large hall is surrounded by pedestals on which statues of gods are placed, as well as those that are enshrined.

There are also some dried mice, bottle caps and other items on the surrounding tables, which are obviously left by the believers spontaneously.

What shocked Shen Feng was the statues placed on the pedestal!

On the left, is an old and yellowed refrigerator, and an electric oven!

On the right, is a rusted train wheel and a shattered model airplane wrapped in a broken plastic bag.

There are also some tables around, with microwave ovens, mobile phones, electric fans, broken air conditioners, TVs without screens, and so on.

It's all some e-waste.

In the very center of the entire hall is a model of an intercontinental ballistic missile made of waste shells, with the words "DF-36" written crookedly on it.

Yinghuo noticed Shen Feng's shock, and thought he had never seen these things before, and immediately began to introduce them.

"This is the statue of the God of Winter, this is the God of Fire, this is the sign of Hercules, this is the God of the Sky, this is said to be the former God of Light and Shadow, who can create a colorful world out of thin air... This is..."

The introduction of her "god statues" one by one made Shen Feng feel a little heavy.

The current wasteland humans have obviously experienced a mass extinction and a major fault of civilization, so they have almost completely lost contact with the previous scientific and technological civilization.

For the technology of the past, there are only legends left. After an unknown number of years of circulation, it has finally evolved into the worship of the former science-level creation.

Shen Feng pointed to the strategic missile model in the middle and said:

"This must be the legendary God of Dongfeng, is he the main god?"

Firefly quickly waved his hand and said:

"No, although the God of Dongfeng is the strongest God, there is only one true Lord God, the Great God of Jingwei!"

Saying that, he pointed upwards with a smile on his face.

It was only then that Shen Feng discovered that there was a base above the strategic missile model, on which was actually a broken laptop. It seemed that there was only an empty shell left, but the broken screen was covered with red paint or It is blood that draws a pattern.

The pattern is very simple and looks like a flying bird.

Jingwei?

Jingwei reclamation?

This ancient myth and legend is still circulating in this world?

Seeing that Shen Feng was confused, Yinghuo continued:

"God Jingwei leads the God of East Wind, brings eternal revenge to our enemies, and blesses all those who live on this land. Come on, tonight is the rebirth day, let's pray to God Jingwei together~www. novelbuddy.com ~ reborn tomorrow."

Speaking of the new birthday, Yinghuo's expression became much more serious, and his tone became irrefutable.

Shen Feng couldn't resist her, he walked over and stood in front of the "God Statue". He closed his eyes, raised his hands, and started typing on the virtual keyboard that didn't exist.

"Huh?" Yinghuo wondered, "Your movements seem to be more standard than mine..."

Shen Feng smiled slightly, and complained in his heart, of course, has the sky been chatting for so many years...

What kind of birthday is this, it is estimated that it is similar to the Spring Festival, Ghost Festival, Easter and other festivals.

After all, after a tragic war and a tragic life, people need more spiritual sustenance.

At this time, the two of them ate dinner, walked around the street, and worshipped the gods. It was time to part.

Yinghuo grabbed a large amount of bottle caps from his pocket and stuffed it into Shen Feng's hands, saying:

"Hey, thanks to you for saving me, I was able to come back and make a fortune, and I ate so many good things from you. These are my thanks to you."

Shen Feng didn't refuse, he took it over and put it in his bag.

This little girl looks careless and heartless, but her mind is actually very delicate. If she doesn't accept it, it may break her heart.

Yinghuo then smiled at Shen Feng and said:

"I'm going to buy a big house. We can be considered friends. Let's celebrate our birthday together tonight?"

Shen Feng nodded and said, "Okay, see you tonight."

After Yinghuo left excitedly, Shen Feng came to the back of the Jingwei statue and suddenly opened the curtain under the shrine.

The person hiding inside immediately appeared, and the dark barrel of the gun pointed at Shen Feng.

Shen Feng smiled:

"Mayor?"