Chapter 97 False City

Charles originally thought that it would take a lot of effort for them to climb over this huge wall, but after a little searching, they saw many small doors standing at the bottom of the wall. It seemed that this wall was not used to defend against humans.

With Charles waving his hand lightly, a group of people slowly walked into this fortress-like island.

Just walking through the thick walled tunnel, Charleston was stunned by the scene in front of him.

If he hadn't been at sea just now, he thought he had returned to the surface.

Inside the walls are rows of neatly arranged modern buildings. Apart from ordinary high-rise buildings, there are fast food restaurants, mobile phone stores, and clothing stores at the bottom of the buildings.

Inside was a city, a modern city that was deserted.

Time has not left traces on these buildings, everything here looks so clean and tidy, there is not even a speck of dust on the ground.

Under normal circumstances, this is absolutely impossible. The boats outside are covered with dust after only two months of parking, and God knows how many years this city has been built, it is absolutely impossible for it to be so new.

"Dude, do you think the style of this building looks familiar?" Richard approached a supermarket and looked at it with his face pressed against the transparent glass.

"Foundation." Charles thought of the ruins on the island in 1002. According to the distribution structure, if those ruins are in good condition, they should look like this.

The foundation comes from the surface, and there is a probability that the exit will be in this city.

Even Charles was surprised by this kind of city, let alone the crew on the Narwhal. Since they came in, their mouths haven't closed.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the weird building in the dark, and the hands holding the weapons were clenched and relaxed.

Charles turned the doorknob of a supermarket with his hand, opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings inside are almost the same as the Wal-Mart supermarket, but compared to the bustling supermarket, there is no one there, and the desertedness is a bit strange.

"Mr. Charles, is this the computer you mentioned that can play animation?" Lily jumped onto the cash register and asked curiously.

Charles didn't answer, and walked over quickly to check the cash register behind the cabinet.

He soon discovered that there was a problem with this thing. Although it looked very similar to a supermarket cash register, there was no data cable link underneath it.

"Buzz!" The fast-spinning chain saw protruded from Charles' prosthetic limb, and cut directly at the cash register.

Soon the machine was cut open by Charles, and he found that there were no computer chips in it, but a simple shell.

"What do you think?" Charles glanced at the cash registers at other exits. If he guessed correctly, those things should be decorations just like the ones in his hands.

"You ask me, who do I ask? Who is so bored, and get a fake supermarket out of boredom." Richard controlled the prosthetic limb and grabbed the place where the money was placed and pulled it hard.

All kinds of banknotes and coins they had never seen before popped out of it.

Charles picked up one with his right hand and found that although the banknotes looked like currency in appearance, their texture was very rough. The money is as fake as the machine.

Charles suddenly thought of something, rushed directly into the supermarket, and quickly inspected various products. As expected, whether it was daily utensils or various clothes, they were only similar in appearance, but they were not really functional.

And everything where there should be text is a blurred and distorted mass.

"Why do I feel like I ran into the 1:1 supermarket figure of some big guy? Could it be the "god" in the water? I didn't expect the hobby of the "god" to be quite nerdy."

Hearing Richard's guess, Charles shook his head, "No, think about the footprints on the ship, there are creatures in this place, these things may be made by those things."

"Then why did they build a fake supermarket? To show off their abilities?"

Charles put down the things in his hands, looked out of the glass door, and muttered to himself, "I'm afraid it's not just a fake supermarket..."

Finally, under the leadership of Charles, everyone rushed into those magnificent tall buildings.

Seeing the same furnishings inside as in reality, Charles seemed to have returned to modern times again. There were even elevators in the building.

But after a little inspection, you will find that this elevator is also fake. The outer door of the elevator is cut open with a prosthetic limb, and the inside is solid, and there is no elevator shaft at all.

Charles led everyone up the stairs to the second floor.

"Everyone goes to the room to look for clues. If you find anything with text or pictures, give it to me immediately. We gather every half an hour, and shoot the police as soon as possible in case of danger."

Charles followed a group of doctors, and they walked into a room that looked like an office and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Five minutes later, he came out with a disappointed face and walked towards another room next door. Seeing the crew members coming and going in and out of the room, Charles knew that they must have no clues.

After clearing out another house, Charles, who was a little impatient, was about to take the crew out of here.

But just after he stood up, he covered his head with his hands and squatted down, with a painful expression on his face, that kind of whispering sounded again, and the sound was much louder than before.

He covered his head with his hands and stumbled towards the next room, where the doctor was.

Just two steps away, Charles saw a humanoid flesh and blood monster covered in deformed limbs walking towards him.

Seeing Charles' appearance, the monster walked to his side with bloody legs and supported him with his limbs.

Glancing at the flesh and blood robe on the monster, the painful Charles said to it: "Doctor, something is wrong. My hallucinations have started again. Is there any medicine to help me suppress it?"

The monster's deformed long lips parted as if to say something, and then it handed over a wriggling white flesh ball from inside the flesh and blood robe.

Charles took it with his hands and put it into his mouth to bite. The pungent bloody smell exploded in his mouth instantly. Charles suppressed his nausea and kept swallowing the flesh.

At this moment, he saw a figure walking in from the door, it was none other than his ship's doctor.

With a "click", the jug in the hands of the doctor with a frightened expression suddenly fell to the ground.

"OMG!! Charles, what the hell are you eating- wait! What the hell is that standing next to you!!"

Charles looked up in shock, his eyes met the monster's cross pupils.

The chainsaw on Charles' prosthetic popped out momentarily and began to spin rapidly.

Just when he was about to raise his hand to slash at the monster beside him, he felt a strong sense of dizziness in his head.

The dizziness quickly took away Charles' strength and will.

The last thing he saw when he fell on the ground was the six-fingered long scaly feet that perfectly matched the footprints on the boat.