wasteland ranch

Chapter 356
On the gate of the city, the whining sound of wild mushrooms induces the germination of thin-walled mushrooms below the city.

Who would have thought that a spore smaller than dust would grow vigorously as if fast-forwarded after being sucked into the human body and then stimulated by another sound.
Nutrients are human flesh and blood!
The yellow spore cloud spread everywhere, and was inhaled into the lungs by the panicked and running crowd without knowing it, and then grew violently, and then spread again, and even some people who did not have time to die immediately ran around because of the severe pain and panic , spread the yellow cloud wider.

Fortunately, the continuous rain still played a role, pressing the deadly yellow dust to a height of three meters from the ground, and if it was farther away, it would be wet and become real mud.

But three meters high is enough to turn the outside of the city into a terrifying Shura hell!

The people who were talking and laughing excitedly before were screaming, shouting, crying and cursing, but they had not eaten properly for more than a month, and their weak bodies made it impossible for them to escape this cloud of plague.

Every soldier on the city wall turned his head away unbearably, but still held the wild mushroom in his hand tightly. No one flinched, because they understood:

These people below are their enemies.

Some radiation refugees in the center of the yellow cloud knew that they could not escape, so they tore off their wet clothes, wrapped their mouths and noses, and ran to the foot of Hope City, beating the thick city gate hard while cursing fiercely.

But no one paid attention to them, no one could even hear their heart-piercing cries for help in this noisy hell, even if they did, they would pretend not to.

Things have been done, opening the city gate is to die with them, no one wants to die with others, let alone these people are here to trouble them.

Fortunately, the growth of the thin-walled mushrooms came quickly, and the pain of the refugees disappeared quickly. After only 5 minutes, except for the sound of rain, there was no sound of human beings in the city.

Even those who covered their mouths and noses could not survive such a high concentration of spore clouds. Even if these spores fell on their eyes, ears, or even their heads, they could germinate, not to mention that they were all infected. More or less exposed wounds from radiation sickness, the best breeding ground for spores.

"Is it over?" Lin Guiyao asked suddenly with his back turned.

"It's over." Gui Xingchao, who had been watching the following, nodded.

"I'm a little tired. I'll arrange for someone to clean up the battlefield and you go to the conference hall. I have something to announce." Lin Guiyao breathed out, and walked down the city wall without looking back.

He suddenly wanted to go for a drink.

In the taverns in the new urban area, due to the food shortage caused by the rainstorm, beer is no longer served to outsiders, but some idlers still like to come here to sit and order a plate of small dishes, and they can sit for a day with just a little water.

Whether it's chatting or bragging, even if you sleep here all day, the waiter won't say anything.

But today, there was only one customer in this tavern. Lin Guiyao glanced at the handsome young man wearing a cowboy hat sitting not far away. He was quietly reading a yellowed cowhide book with a glass of ordinary Plain boiled water, could not help but shook his head.

"weirdo."

"Boss, a glass of cold beer!" Lin Guiyao sat on the bar and tapped lightly on the table.

In fact, there is only one waiter in the entire bar, who works as owner, waiter, and bartender.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The young waiter glanced at Lin Guiyao, was stunned when he saw the finger on the other side's mouth, nodded respectfully, and walked into the back kitchen.

Lin Guiyao didn't intend to disturb someone who was reading quietly.

There are too few such people in this world.

"Your Excellency, your cold beer, is there anything else you need?"

A glass of bright yellow and fizzy beer was pushed in front of Lin Guiyao.

Lin Guiyao shook it, and the cold touch made his palm feel a little tingling instantly, he shook his head: "I'll just sit for a while, you go get busy."

"and many more!"

A dark yellow book suddenly pressed next to Lin Guiyao.

At some point, the young man wearing a cowboy hat came to Lin Guiyao. He smiled slightly and sat on the bar chair next to Lin Guiyao.

"Didn't you say there is no wine for sale?" The man showed his white teeth to the waiter.

"I'm sorry sir, we have wine, but we don't take it out." The waiter lowered his head and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh, then I understand." The man glanced at Lin Guiyao, stood up and was about to sit back.

"Give him a drink too."

Lin Guiyao ordered a table, and the waiter said yes, and soon handed him a new glass of cold beer.

"Drinking alone is boring, how about together?"

Lin Guiyao raised his cup and held it up at the man who turned around.

"my pleasure."

The man smiled, sat back, raised his glass and touched Lin Guiyao, and drank most of the glass in one gulp.

"Phew, good wine! Whoever invented this wine must be a genius!"

"Thank you."

Lin Guiyao smiled, and drained the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Help us refill."

They clinked glasses again, this time, Lin Guiyao still gulped down, but the young man shook his head, took only a small sip, and silently held the cup, neither putting it down nor drinking it.

"belch!"

Lin Guiyao hiccupped, and didn't care if the other party drank or not.

"Do you mind if I take a look?"

Lin Guiyao turned around, smiled, and tapped the book that the man placed next to him with one hand.

"You can do whatever you want. Use it as wine money!"

The young man blushed, turned away, raised his glass and took another sip.

Lin Guiyao picked up the book, there was not a single word or picture on the cover, but it was very thick when he picked it up, and there were very few wear marks on the cover, which showed that the other party loved the book very much.

"Human knowledge? Why does it look like a handwritten diary?" Lin Guiyao asked strangely after turning the first page.

"Write whatever you want, treat it as a travel diary." The young man nodded.

Lin Guiyao lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. He said it was a cowhide book, but the material was definitely not cowhide. It felt warm and cool to the touch, and the fonts on it were neat and elegant, making it look very comfortable.

just the content...

"Day 13, first contact, characters: five strange exiles. Event: robbery. Result: kill."

"173rd day, 23rd contact, event: slave auction. Competing products: 11 new human child slaves, the prices are one bread, three catties of rice, half catty of bacon..."

"Day 203, try the 100th contact, location: City of Hope, character:"

The character grid is empty, obviously the owner of the record has not yet decided who to record in the book.

"It's a very interesting book. Thank you for letting me see the world." Lin Guiyao handed the book back to the man.

(End of this chapter)