At the moment when Xiao Wu explained the meaning it was about to express, Wang Yao had a string of characters in the HUD of the retina.

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Obtain the mission: [Explore the Lost Civilization One]

Details: Explore the ruins of Area 3-Z (1) and learn about the civilization three hundred years ago.

Current completion: 1%

Completion Reward: 350 Bonus

Everything is presented to the retina by protons in a data-based task situation.

Obviously, Xiao Wu triggered a part of the hidden content in the alien battlefield.

“Query.”

Wang Yao whispered.

Current status:

Current time: December 13, 213 calendar

Constant temperature track

Location: 3 domains

Wang Yao

Level 8

Subscribe: 195

Current viewing count: 332

Bonus: 625

Bounty: 140+17

Current weather: Meteorite rain

ID Dandan's sadness - reward 500 bonus, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, you will get 5 bonus

Hantan Youbi Reward - Reward 500 bonus, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, you will get 5 bonus

Believe it or not, I will make you cry - give you a reward of 500 yuan, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, and you will get 5 yuan

Muscular man - reward 100 bonus, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, you will get 1 bonus

Wsos——Reward 100 bonus, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, and you will get 1 bonus

???——Reward 10 bonus, deduct the cost of the alien battlefield production team, and you will get 0 bonus

...

Subscriptions increased slightly, perhaps because the mysterious people have been here, and the number of views has surged by nearly 70%.

Another added weather, the term meteorite rain is mysterious. Looking up at the blue sky, there is nothing.

Or is it a false alarm?

Rewards are interesting. According to Zhengzi, not everyone is qualified to reward. Rewards will also receive layers of exploitation, which will be transformed into Wang Yao’s hands.

"What have you unlocked?" Wang Yao asked the proton.

Proton replied: "You have seen it all."

This proton has no emotions. Compared to it, Wang Yao would rather the wise man from Earth come to accompany him, at least she looks cold.

But we cannot underestimate the value of protons because of this. If it is not considered anoftum, the value of a proton is enough to be comparable to the entire solar system.

During his questioning, the subscription count jumped and became 194.

Obviously, a TV station was dissatisfied with Wang Yao's choice and chose to unsubscribe.

There will be some more one after another.

The current function of the bonus is only to obtain materials and drugs from vending machines.

Although the items sold by the vending machines I have encountered at present have not improved Wang Yao's combat power, perhaps they can encounter advanced vending machines in the future and buy the required products...such as blood.

Proton refused to answer this question, indicating that there were blood trafficking.

When he walked down to the sixth floor of the building, the two steps were completely blocked by gravel. He climbed up from outside the building last night.

Wang Yao stood on the edge of the sixth floor and looked down at the street below.

The road is covered with cracks and weeds grow from it, which is very lush. The road used to be shrubs everywhere, and several trees even drilled into cement and sprinkled green shade in the middle of the road. Vehicles whose shapes are corroded are overgrown with weeds. Stars are on the back of the building, so the street is not exposed to much sunlight and is in a cool place.

The base of the wall is covered with moss and green vines. The birds’ chirping echoes between the buildings, and instead produces a strange harmony and tranquility.

He is the only one in this city.

The breeze blew, the hem of the clothes and black hair trembled with the wind, and silence and anger were intertwined.

Fight, go fight. Kill!

Wang Yao was furious and suddenly clenched his fists.

"What's wrong?" Xiaowu turned his head and asked.

"Nothing..." Wang Yao let go of his palm, and a fog of gray flashed through his eyes, becoming even colder.

Lean forward and let your body fall freely from a height of more than ten meters—

Bang—

The muffled sound echoed throughout the street. The soil splashed, and a circle of ripples swept out with the weeds where Wang Yao landed.

Not far away, a few unknown birds were taken off in the bushes.

Under himself and gravity, Wang Yao weighs 500 kilograms at this time, and is half-squat. It can easily flatten the vehicle when it falls on the car.

Xiao Wu said: "Walking north, the closer we are to the center of the city, the lower the traces of erosion, the more we can find what we want."

Wang Yao stood up, nodded, stepped on the grass, and walked alone along the long street.

The number of subscriptions in the upper left corner of the retina will jump every once in a while, which means another TV station will choose to unsubscribe until it finally stabilizes to 183.

Wang Yao has walked two kilometers and is no longer at the edge of the city.

The streets are empty, and vehicles parked on the road can vaguely see the shape, but the seats and steering wheel inside are corroded so that only the iron racks are left.

The tall buildings on both sides are incomplete, but they are better than the collapsed and incomplete outside.

Wang Yao walked to a bus stop on the side of the road - but now it should be called an iron rack.

The maps that should have been hung on the site have naturally disappeared. Only the rust-corroded site signs have vague and extremely difficult to identify.

【Text detected, translation is being translated】

[The current language library content is insufficient and cannot be parsed.]

Protons popped up two prompts in a row.

What Wang Yao can do now is to search for text in the city aimlessly and expand the language library until he can spell out some complete words, then find a way to find a map and go to the library to try his luck.

If kept properly, you may find something that can be seen through the leopard.

Bang—

Wang Yao kicked open a wooden door in an alley.

Because it is in the dead end, it is surprisingly well preserved here, and you can even see the iron trash can tilted to the side.

Not surprisingly, the alley was also occupied by weeds with high calfs.

The dust fell like a pile. Xiao Wu, who was sitting on his shoulder, bulged his mouth and blew it in vain. Instead, he sucked a large mouthful of dust and choked himself and coughed repeatedly.

Wang Yao took a few steps back, and after the dust was gone, Wang Yao stepped into the door amid Xiao Wu's coughing, and hid in the darkness.

Inside the house, Wang Yao stood there. After more than ten seconds, his eyes were adapted to the darkness, but he was still dim and unable to see things.

Looking around, Wang Yao found the window that was nailed to death by the wooden board.

"Xiao Wu." He shouted softly.

The black blade extends out from the elbow.

"...It's a boxing glove." Wang Yao grabbed Xiaowu and shook it upside down, and a small tuft of dust fell out of its mouth.

The black blade transforms into a black armor fist glove that spreads upwards to the elbow.

Two random punches smashed the sealed window, and the light was revealed, and countless tiny dust wandered.

The room was a little brighter.

After using the same trick again, Wang Yao smashed all the windows and smashed the door before he could remove the gloves. The light inside the house could already be seen.

This place looks like a tavern, with the broken door facing the street.

The tavern was in a mess, with tables and chairs tilted, the wine racks at the front desk were poured over the counter, and the floor was covered with wood chips, gravel, and unknown black debris, which were taken to remove and turned into powder.
Chapter completed!