Reborn in the end of the world, I scavenged in the empty city and bought for free

Although this tower has only seven floors, its height is actually higher than an ordinary seven-story building, with at least ten floors. However, it is hard to imagine how such a tall tower "survived" the first major earthquake in the apocalypse. After all, in that earthquake, many nearby buildings, including some second- and third-story houses, were trapped in the cracks created by the earthquake.

Even several villages near the original Xiaoxi Village were "shattered" by the earthquake.

Moreover, after entering the tower, he immediately realized that the temperature inside the tower was colder than outside, at least three or four degrees colder. The air was still filled with the lingering smell of incense, and there was a statue enshrined on each floor. As for what kind of deity it was, Gu Tongwan was not quite sure, but he felt that in the dark and cramped tower, as soon as he went upstairs and saw the statues inside, he always felt an indescribable sense of weirdness. Even Lan Cen, who was not too timid, could not help but lower his head every time, as if as long as he didn't look at those overly lifelike clay statues, he would feel less creepy.

No wonder you can smell the smell of incense and candles as soon as you enter the tower. There is an incense burner in front of each statue, with some ashes of the incense that has been burnt before. This should be where people come in to worship on special festivals or on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month.

"Sister Wanwan, do you know what god is enshrined here? I don't seem to understand any of them." Lan Cen unconsciously lowered his voice. He didn't know why he always felt awe here.

"I'm not very clear about these." Gu Tongwan saw that the little girl seemed scared, so he took her hand and continued walking forward.

When they reached the top floor of the tower and looked out the window, they saw the general picture of the entire camp exposed in the white snow, but at the same time, the traces of crushed fields on the ridges not far away also surprised them.

"Sister Wanwan, what is that? Why does the farmland over there look like it's been crushed by something?"

Gu Tongwan had obviously seen the direction that Lan Cen pointed to. Thinking about what Xu Xuesong said when he came back last night, she realized that so many crushing marks in one night were probably not caused by simple man-made factors, but more likely by mutant animals. Moreover, she had heard Cai Min mention the situation in the camp before. Currently, the crops in the camp will be basically sufficient for all the residents before the excess will be transferred to other places for sale, such as black market organizations or bases, or even other wanderer bases.

"Let's go down and see what's going on near the ridge." Gu Tongwan couldn't help but squint his eyes. He felt that the recent frequent accidents in the camp might not be accidental.

Looking down from the tower, I thought the ridges would be very close, but it took me nearly a kilometer to reach the field. The condition of the farmland at a close distance is much more intuitive than from a distance. The traces of crushing are very fresh, and what's even more strange is that the roots are not damaged. It looks more like they have been simply crushed, and the crushed area is not flat.

At this time, some residents had gathered on the farmland, and some seemed to want to rescue the potato seedlings that had managed to survive the blizzard.

"Lao Fang, what's the situation over there?" One of the men in a gray jacket, holding a hoe in his hand, shouted to another man about a few dozen meters away.

"Don't mention it. Half of the garlic sprouts and lettuce I just planted two days ago are ruined. I'm going to lose a lot of money now." Lao Fang threw the towel over his shoulders, looking extremely depressed.

Currently, the farmland in the camp is contracted out. Farmers farm for the camp for free and can get 10% of the final harvest. However, there is also a responsibility system. If the crops planted that year do not produce any results, not only will the farmer not get a penny, but the originally contracted farmland will also be transferred to others for planting.

"It's the same here. The onions and sweet potato seedlings have all been damaged. The remaining ones may not even be enough to deliver to the higher-ups. I didn't expect that after the New Year, I would lose everything except my pants." The middle-aged man squatted on the ground with a gloomy face, sorting out the onions that could no longer be saved.

"Lao Xu, how could this happen out of the blue? Was it really done by mutant animals?" A woman wearing a straw hat was squatting on the ground and putting edible lettuce into the basket behind her. Although the lettuce was almost completely destroyed, some leaves were still intact and could be eaten. The rest that were too damaged would be sent to the farm in the camp to feed the pigs.

There are about a dozen households whose farmlands were affected this time, and all the farmland owners are busy making final arrangements for the damaged farmlands.

"What else could it be if not a mutated animal? I just found animal excrement in the field, and these strange footprints. I estimate that there is a high probability that it ran in from the mountain behind." Lao Xu said unhappily, shaking his head.

"But isn't there a high-voltage power grid near our camp? Logically, no mutant animals should come down to the camp." The woman looked puzzled, and it was obvious that she was very suspicious about how the mutant animals on the mountain came down.

"Don't you see when the high-voltage power grid was installed? It's been two or three years. Especially the east part has frequent power outages. The high-voltage power grid is completely useless. Also, it's only seven or eight meters high, just like a three-story building. The agility and jumping ability of those mutant animals are not to be underestimated. Didn't the camp security team catch a mutant cheetah last time? It is said to be D-level. Fortunately, there were no casualties. And this time there was an accident at Fairy Lake. I suspect that these two incidents were actually caused by mutant beasts running down from the mountains."

"Oh my God, this is too scary! If this is really the case, will we be able to go out freely in the future?" The woman was obviously a little scared after hearing this conversation and she instinctively shrank her shoulders.

"We've already reported this matter to the higher-ups. We just have to see if we can treat it as a natural disaster and not charge this year's harvest to them." The man sighed and looked at the two or three acres of his destroyed land with some worry.

Gu Tongwan and Lan Cen looked at each other, then came to the middle-aged man closest to them.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I just heard your conversation. I want to know what you just said about the feces of that mutant animal in the field? Can I take a look?"

The middle-aged man named Lao Xu looked up and saw a pretty face. He was stunned for about half a minute before he nodded: "Oh, it's over there. You can have a look if you want."

"Thank you, uncle."

He came back to his senses only after he saw Gu Tongwan and Lan Cen walking towards the direction he pointed.

Those two girls look unfamiliar. They don’t look like they are from the camp.

Curious, Lao Xu walked over and found that Gu Tongwan had wrapped some animal feces in a leaf and sniffed it. A look of surprise appeared on her calm face. She even asked in a questioning tone, "Mutated golden python?"

At this time, in another field about seven or eight kilometers away from the camp, sorghum was planted, but it was not the harvest season, so only bare stalks were left.

An old man was sitting on the edge of the field smoking a pipe with a frown on his face. Last year, there was both extreme heat and acid rain, and less than a month later there was an extremely cold weather rarely seen in history. As a result, the sorghum he had just planted could not grow at all, and even the soil layer underneath was affected to a certain extent.

"Uncle, you are here. I've been looking for you for so long. I thought you went to the health center." A young man wearing a straw hat ran up from not far away. The anxiety on his face eased a little after seeing the old man.

The old man knocked the butt of his pipe on the edge of the field, then raised his face, which looked very weathered in just two days.

"Why go to the hospital? It won't cure me. I told them that it's poisonous, but they didn't believe me. Now they have to wait until they are about to die before they think of going to the hospital. Isn't this just courting death?"

After hearing the old man's ruthless words, the young man's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he could only say politely: "Uncle, didn't you know that the beast was poisonous... But I am still a little lucky, if you hadn't stopped me from getting close to that thing, I would probably be lying in the hospital now. But uncle, how did you know that the beast was poisonous? Have you seen this thing somewhere?"

"Before entering the camp, I followed a mercenary team and served as a logistics staff. I also traveled to many places. At that time, I encountered this thing in a small county town near H Province." The old man's expression became much more gloomy when he recalled the events of that year. It can be seen that the experience was definitely not a good one for him, and it is even very likely that he experienced some cruel things because of it.

However, the young man did not disturb the old man. Instead, he squatted quietly beside him. He also heard from his father that his second uncle had been a mercenary. After all, his second uncle was separated from them because of the earthquake after the end of the world. It was not until he came to the camp two years ago that he was reunited with his relatives.

Although these young people were very curious about the series of events that happened to their second uncle after he followed the mercenaries, it was a pity that their second uncle kept silent about what happened during the two years he followed the mercenaries, and was even unwilling to mention it in front of others at one point.

The only thing I know is that the vice president of a large guild in the hunter circle, who is also one of the very few S-level psychics, is a member of the mercenary team that Second Uncle once mentioned. Moreover, he accidentally let it slip after getting drunk at a banquet. In addition, every time Second Uncle saw the relevant reports about that person on TV, he could not help but curse that this person was an ungrateful person who betrayed his brothers, and said that the other party had no conscience. He was quite disgusted with this person.

"Uncle, is this thing very dangerous? I heard that the two-headed cat monster seems to be just a low-level mutant animal. The mercenary team you followed at the time was so powerful, it should be easy to deal with it, right?"

The main reason why the two talked about the two-headed cat monster was because at noon today when they were working in the fields, a two-headed cat monster suddenly jumped out of the field and bit to death a mutant dog that one of the families used as a guard dog.

The mutant dog of that family is a mutant Pomeranian. Its size has not changed much, and its level is only F. The only difference of this Pomeranian mutant dog is that its sense of smell is very sensitive, especially it can accurately find the target within a range of several kilometers. The owner bought it from the black market at a high price so that it can warn himself of danger when he goes up the mountain to hunt.

In fact, mutant pets like these whose appearance has not changed much are not only sold on the black market, but also at the base. It’s just too troublesome to handle the documents. The camp does not have strict control over mutant animals that pose less threat, so many families are willing to raise these mutant animals as long as they have the conditions.

When the strange two-headed cat rushed out, everyone was working in their own fields. They had not taken any precautions against its appearance. The Pomeranian dog that started barking as soon as it went down to the field was too noisy and many people working nearby complained to its owner. After being scolded by its owner, the usually active little Pomeranian could only lie on the ridge with its head down.

But an accident happened at this moment. The little Pomeranian first stared at a place and made a sound similar to a growl, and then arched its body in an obvious defensive posture.

Unfortunately, the owner did not notice the danger. He just cursed the little Pomeranian a few words and then turned around to check the condition of the crops again.

Just as its owner turned around, a black shadow pounced towards his back. The little Pomeranian barked wildly and pounced forward.

When the owner of the little Pomeranian turned around, he found that his Pomeranian's throat was bitten by a black thing. The thing had black hair and was about the same size as the little Pomeranian, but what was horrifying was that it had two heads.

Before the owner could react, the poor little Pomeranian had already died, with almost its entire head bitten off by the monster.

Fortunately, the owner reacted quickly and picked up the shovel in his hand and smashed it hard on the two-headed cat monster's head.

The owner smashed down with all his strength, and the cat monster, which was immersed in sucking the Pomeranian's flesh and blood, had no time to react before its tail was cut off.

But another villager who happened to hear the noise ran over and saw the two-headed cat monster lying motionless. He thought of selling it for some money. But he didn't expect that the cat monster was cheating. As soon as the villager touched it, the cat monster bit his arm tightly, and the wound immediately bled profusely.

The old man was standing not far away at the time. He tried to stop the man at first, but the man pushed him away out of greed and even cursed: "Get out of my way, old man. What's poisonous? Even if it's poisonous, it's still a dead thing. Don't stop me from making money."

The person who was bitten refused to listen and was sent to the health center because he was bleeding profusely. His life or death is now unknown.

The memory came to an abrupt end. The old man did not refill the dry pipe in his hand with new tobacco before he shook his head and said, "Forget it, there is no hope. The body of that thing is poisonous. One bite will kill you!"