Wei Wei sat in the passenger seat of this dilapidated truck and wandered all the way until he was more than ten miles away and saw the silhouette of a city in the distance.

Is this a city in the wilderness?

He had heard of these large gathering points left in the wilderness, but this was the first time he saw them.

Wilderness does not really refer to overgrown weeds and abandoned towns. Although these are indeed common sights in the wilderness, the true meaning of the word wilderness still refers to spiritual desolation. In fact,

The wilderness also has cities, a population, and its own rules. In addition to some in-demand commodities, it even has a complete production and commercial system, which is not much different from the spiritual barrier.

When the Foundation launched the Spiritual Barrier Project, it promoted the formation of super cities and sucked away a large number of people, which led to the devastation of large villages and towns.

However, due to the special attraction of the Wandering Church, a large number of people stayed in the wilderness and continued to live as before. They even maintained the previous administrative structure and did not leave the General Administration Office in name.

Of course, their real responsibility and service target has changed to the sect.

As the truck approached, Wei Wei quickly discovered that what appeared in front of him was a real city, not the tribes around the scrap iron city.

He saw the brand new steel suspension bridge and the garrisoned checkpoints.

The skinny man drove the vehicle to the side of the steel suspension bridge. Immediately, men with guns in their hands surrounded him and checked their documents.

Their eyes were sharp, their uniforms were neat, their bullets were loaded, and their expressions were extremely serious.

Wei Wei thought for a moment, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket, rolled it into a ball, and handed it to the sentry who was looking at him doubtfully, and winked.

The sentry looked confused for a while, then became so angry that he pulled out his gun and pointed it at him, shouting:

Beat what?

Why did you hand over the money to beat me?

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This loud shout alerted several sentries nearby. At the same time, they nervously came over and pointed their guns at Wei Wei's face.

Wei Wei was a little helpless and a little embarrassed as he collected the money.

After a moment of silence, he lay down on the passenger seat. The aura of death covered his body. At this time, he no longer looked like a living thing, but a dead person.

But even though he was a dead man, he was still lying on the passenger seat. He had spoken just now. Logically speaking, he could not escape the eyes of the sentries. But the strange thing was that when he was lying on the passenger seat, he looked like a dead person.

The sentry's pupils became hollow at the same time, as if he had lost his shadow. The gun he had just raised, his angry eyes and expression gradually faded from his face, as if they had never appeared before.

They still carefully inspected the truck, confirmed the documents, and then waved it through.

The truck officially entered the city. Wei Wei also breathed a sigh of relief, his face regained the vitality of a living person, and whispered to himself: There is indeed a problem in this city...

The head pendant hanging on his belt like a keychain couldn't help but open one eye and pick it up, saying:

how to say?

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Wei Weidao: The sentry actually didn’t charge money!

The head pendant suddenly became unbearable: Have you ever thought that this might be because you gave too little?

Two hundred yuan...

Wei Wei said with certainty: It's quite a lot. He doesn't care at all, so there is a problem.

The head pendant was at a loss for words: You can obviously use the evidence of the mutual restraint of demonic power to deduce this result, why do you have to spend two hundred yuan? Confirming that there is a problem in this city, Wei Wei breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside seriously.

At this glance, I felt a little surprised.

This city is surprisingly prosperous, clean, and even looks many times better than Scrap Iron City.

He looked out the car window and felt a sense of prosperity. The streets were spacious and clean, neatly renovated, and there were shops on both sides.

When the business is open, the door is open, with a dazzling array of goods inside, and huge neon signs are hung in various corners. People in neat clothes, with happy and anxious expressions on their faces, are struggling to squeeze into the bus and rush to the next step in their lives.

Work point.

If we talk about temperament, then in this city, everyone has the same temperament as the skinny man next to them.

That is hard work, especially hard work. Wei Wei saw that everyone was working hard to complete the work at hand.

The sanitation worker took a broom and kept cleaning the dead leaves on the ground. He didn't know how long he kept sweeping, until a layer of the ground was almost scraped off. Suddenly, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

The ambulance rushed over like lightning, tried to breathe, and then pulled it away to be burned. A young man in a suit and ties next to him immediately took off his suit, put on his clothes, and continued sweeping the floor in his place.

I saw the fat chef in the store quickly chopping the meat on the chopping board while customers lined up to buy it.

He kept chopping, and the customers kept urging. There was no meat on the cutting board in front of him, and the guests urged him anxiously. When he got angry, he put his hand into the oil pan and fried it, then chopped off half of it with a knife and wrapped it neatly.

I saw girls with heavy makeup on the street trying to attract customers. Under the heavy makeup, there was an indelible youthfulness.

I saw that in a spacious classroom, the teacher was seriously teaching lessons to the children. What was written on the blackboard was how to wear beanie shoes and wave hands correctly.

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The problems in this city are serious...

Wei Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and every bit of the bizarre and bizarre scenes in the entire city fell into his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed softly, withdrew his gaze and whispered to himself.

Yes, it’s close to the Devil’s Paradise...

The head pendant echoed and said with a serious expression: But how did you find out?

billboard······

Wei Wei looked at some key points and said: The female models on the billboards in this city are too ugly...

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I choked on the head pendant, and scanned outward with my mental power, I saw various large and small billboards hanging in the city. They are all some.

Officially, billboards can be seen everywhere in the city, but at first glance, they always feel weird. When I look carefully, I realize that the ones on the billboards are all the same woman, with a plump figure and heavy makeup.

A woman with a cold temperament on her face, looking down at the city.

It's actually a billboard...

It can only sigh: Although the process of your derivation always makes people feel that it is not very coherent, there seems to be no problem with this result...

But before they could finish their words, the skinny man who had been sitting in the driver's seat and driving seriously, obeying every traffic order, as if turning a blind eye to Wei Wei beside him, suddenly stepped on the brakes.

He turned around stiffly and said to Wei Wei: That's Miss Lily.

Miss Lily?

Wei Wei took a look at his expression and determined that he was referring to the women on the billboards.

I couldn't help but laugh and said: I didn't expect her to look like this.

Although the picture has been edited, it can still be seen that her face is a bit slumped, she has a bit of flesh, and she is not very tall...

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The skinny man's expression suddenly changed, from dull to angry, even cold.

Not only him, but also the sanitation workers sweeping the floor around the place where the truck stopped, the clerks in the store, and the office workers carrying briefcases all stopped at the same time.

They turned around stiffly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and suddenly spoke in unison:

That's Miss Lily.

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Facing dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him angrily, Wei Wei rubbed his nose, glanced at the tall billboard again, and said:

The aesthetics are also a bit vulgar, and the matching of clothes is inappropriate.

As good-looking as my friend...

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His voice was not loud, he was just stating a fact, but the street was too quiet at this time, and every word he said seemed to be amplified and spread throughout the street.

As a result, the street suddenly became quieter, and everyone on the street stopped. Their eyes were empty, like an abyss, and they looked intently at Wei Wei in the passenger seat. Invisible oppression filled the air.

There were neat voices with the same angry emotions, intertwined into a big wave:

That's Miss Lily.

Under this invisible pressure, even the head pendant tightened its lips, as if preparing in secret.

Wei Wei, on the other hand, was looking at the entire street, as if he was lost in thought. His eyes were focused on the largest billboard in the center of the city, and he whispered to himself:

Is your Miss Lily such an ordinary person?

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A prosperous and busy city seems to have stopped at this moment because of such a sentence.

All the people on the entire street began to slowly approach the car, while people on other streets were approaching this street. The sound of police sirens sounded, and orders to mobilize troops were issued. This city

Here, some people's expressions became hollow and indifferent, others became distorted and angry, as if they couldn't believe that such a voice could reach their ears, and some even cried because of it...

Various different emotions, because they are too unified, add up to a strong and terrifying spiritual power.

This city that originally looked clean and tidy seemed to be shrouded in a shadow in an instant, and the air became distorted because it could not bear the pressure, as if a fire was baking at the bottom.
To be continued...