Doomsday survival system

On a new day, Ye Sheng still sent his two children to school at the door, greeted his neighbors as usual, and went home to close the door as usual.

Everything seems to be business as usual.

But Ye Sheng knew that everything had already started.

It finally started.

He walked to the room where the tower was half collapsed, lifted the moss-covered dense stone slab with one hand and threw it aside, revealing the sundries under the stone slab.

The stone slab was more than one meter long and half a meter wide. It was not light, but it was thrown aside so easily.

If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely suspect that it was not a slate, but something forged.Because even the strongest hunter in the town would need some effort to throw away such a large stone slab, let alone with one hand, it would be so easy.

Ye Sheng squatted down to clean up the debris, exposing the soil underneath, and dug out a half-meter-long wooden box from inside.

Opening the wooden box, there is a dagger inside. A totem-like pattern is engraved on the hilt, which adds a mysterious color to the dagger.

He carefully looked at the dagger.

The short sword has been buried in the ground for a long time, and has lost its original brilliance, but he knows that as long as it is sharpened, the blade will shine cold again.

Just like him.

This is a good sword. He once watched a skinny boy in his teens use this dagger to kill the owner of the dagger, a tall and strong mercenary.

The hatred in the boy's eyes and the cold light on the blade, I don't know which one is sharper.

That was a year ago. At that time, he was familiarizing himself with the street layout of Long Town in the middle of the night and preparing for revenge when he accidentally discovered this incident.

At that time, an excellent plan took shape in his mind.

He took the initiative to show up to help the boy who was at a loss after the revenge was successful.

He helped the boy dispose of the mercenary's corpse, and helped the boy to forge the scene where the mercenary killed and fled. Correspondingly, he got the dagger.

This short sword itself is a good sword, extremely sharp and made of special material that is not easy to break, much better than those sold at high prices in Long Town.

But this was not enough for him to take the risk of exposing himself to get it. What he really valued was the person and organization represented by this dagger.

This can help him get away, and lead the suspicion to other places, such as the organization, the dead mercenary, which is enough to confuse the truth for a long time.

If someone really noticed something, too long time had passed by then, and he had already fled away with his two younger brothers.

Originally, he would be able to take revenge at that time, but just a few days after he got the dagger, his illness that was predicted by the old doctor suddenly had a violent attack. He lost his strong body and correspondingly lost the ability to take revenge .

So this short sword, like his revengeful heart, was temporarily buried.

Until today, the dagger was reborn.

……

Long Town is very lively today, a large number of caravans, hunters, and mercenaries have arrived today, and there will be more people coming one after another, but not as many as today.

The east side of Long Town is closer to the entrance of Wolong Base, so the streets on the east side have always been richer, and all kinds of facilities are the latest and best.

Pubs, restaurants, dance halls, shops, hotels, the list goes on and on.

At this time, the streets on the east side are the busiest.

On the west side, only the front ones are more lively, while the back ones are much quieter.

But not absolutely.

For example, Aunt Wang closed the grocery store early today and went back to the old Wang family house on West 26th Street. Her husband brought five outsiders home.

For another example, the gate of Zhao Laosan's family on West 29th Street was shot by a tall and strong mercenary with a hideous scar running from left to right across his entire face, with a big knife on his back and a short gun on his waist. It rang.

For another example, in the evening, two outsiders, one old and one young, looked no different from ordinary residents of Long Town, walked into the Guo Family Medical Center.