Recovery of Terror: I am the Patron Saint of China

"What's wrong?" Hu Man asked with some concern.

After all, the teammates she had been with for so long were still there.

"I seem to have discovered something extraordinary."

"What?" Hu Man also looked anxiously at Wu Meng, she hated this kind of talking like panting.

"I seem to see someone else..."

"Others?" Hu Man was also a little worried when he heard this.

After all, this kind of low-level hunting area may occasionally have some high-level monsters passing by, but the probability of this is still not high. After all, monsters are not idle eggs. Compared with eating these monsters, they prefer delicious meat. Humans that are easy to hunt.

As for the really dangerous ones, like Human who has been in the Wolf Warriors team for so many years, it is impossible not to know that the more they are in this kind of suburban hunting area, the really dangerous ones are the hunting teams like them.

Or they used to be called poachers, but now with the recovery of spiritual energy, many animals have mutated, and they have a glamorous name from poachers, and their identities have gradually changed, becoming demon hunters.

But their despicable nature has not changed in the slightest. Compared with their strength, that treacherous character is more worrying.

"Then you should inform the captain quickly and tell them to be more careful." Wu Meng also reminded.

"You don't need to say, I have notified you long ago, you are always under surveillance, if you really can't, just shoot."

"Okay." Hearing what Hu Man said, Wu Meng agreed without the slightest hesitation.

After all, in such a deserted place, even though it still belongs to the territory of China, even some warriors with strong strength cannot survive here for a long time, let alone ordinary people.

This place has long since become a no man's land.

If you die in this kind of place, who knows what will kill you. After all, there are monsters and monsters outside, and some mysterious creatures will appear in the mist from time to time. Everything is possible outside, and it is not safe at all.

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"This is the Douyin app? It's an old thing from decades ago. I heard it from my grandma when I was a child. I didn't expect to see its poster here now." Bron and the others came to an intersection, and he saw it too. Although the poster on this telegraph pole has long been illegible, the logo can still be seen, and Bron misses it a bit.

"This city is called Pucheng. It was occupied about 50 years ago. No one has lived in it for so many years. I didn't expect these things to be well preserved." Lin Hao also said.

"It's okay, little brother, I didn't expect you to know this kind of place?" Zhang Fan was also a little surprised to see that Lin Hao could tell.

"I've seen many cities like this before, and I searched the Internet for this trip, and did some homework in advance." Lin Hao patted his head and smiled.

It's not that he likes to study, but Lin Hao simply thinks that this small town is very similar to his second hometown, Shucheng, which is not big.

As for the first hometown, Lin Hao didn't want to think about it. It was the place where he was born and left since he was a child. The whole city was destroyed overnight.

It all stemmed from that terrible black-red fog.

Lin Hao dared to conclude that although the outside notification said that all died and no one survived, there were still a few survivors.

This mist is also like a nightmare.

So sometimes face that fog of the unknown.

Lin Hao also has a lot of fear.

But at this moment, Lin Hao felt something moving on his head.

"Captain, I feel like there is something on my head..."

"Captain Zhang, Hu Man's bird has moved, is she in some danger?" Bron also shouted hastily.

"It shouldn't be that she is in danger. It's a bird's movement, let me think about it." Zhang Fan looked like he was in pain.