Chapter 9 Beyond the Fog Wall

The brutal battle was finally over.

Xiao Jian's heart, which had been hanging high, finally fell back into his stomach.

And the [Chili Incendiary Bomb] card that he almost squeezed to sweat was not wasted.

Although Xiao Jian almost couldn't help but use it several times, he finally held back.

This kind of big killer-level card can be said to be a real trump card. The intensity of zombie attacks in the future will definitely become stronger and stronger. Leaving one more trump card will also give the future self more hope of a Jedi comeback.

"Huh..."

Xiao Jian sighed for a long time and turned back to look at the plants.

The big-mouthed flower grinned with a bloody mouth, as if it was laughing happily.

The pea shooters were also swaying their bodies gently, as if the battle that was close to the limit just now was nothing at all.

But the calmest one was of course the sunflower.

It was planted in a corner, several meters away from Xiao Jian, and of course it was not protected by the iron cage and iron barricade when the battle took place.

But fortunately, the zombie dogs had a clear purpose, so they ignored the silly little flower that stretched its petals towards the sun.

After confirming that the plants were in good condition, Xiao Jian turned around...

The iron pipes in front of him were twisted into a mess, and they were mixed together in a disorderly manner like instant noodles.

The most complete structure among them was the last iron barrier that had been severely deformed.

At this time, this "last line of defense" was firmly stuck in this mess of steel and iron, and it was no longer possible to distinguish them from each other.

Looking at this mess, Xiao Jian had no good way, so he could only leave these entangled scrap irons like this for the time being.

"How should I get out..."

Xiao Jian scratched his head, carefully drilled out of the "last line of defense", and more carefully avoided the sharp steel pipe fractures...

It took a long time to finally crawl out of the "passage" torn out by the zombie dogs.

Standing outside the iron cage, Xiao Jian deeply felt the intensity of this battle.

The bamboo fence at the edge of the fog wall was broken into pieces.

Facts have proved that this simple wall has no protective effect at all.

Therefore, in order to prevent being attacked by zombie dogs or other things again, we can only rebuild a stronger wall.

The workload has increased again...

Xiao Jian sighed, walked to the gift box left by the zombie dog, and poked it gently with his hand.

With the fireworks special effect, a card fell into his hand:

╭───Servant Card───╮

Windmill Clover

Attack 0|Defense 0|HP 10

Placement: 100

Features:

[Plant] Cannot move

[Interstitial Wind] Consumes to create Interstitial Wind. Interstitial Wind can continuously blow away the fog within a certain range, and will automatically destroy after it is exhausted.

╰─────────╯

It must be said that the quality of the drops from these zombie dogs is really high.

First, the [Big Mouth Flower] dropped by the Rotten Golden Retriever is a god-level card that can kill all small and medium-sized zombies in seconds.

And the "little windmill" in front of him is so advanced that Xiao Jian can't understand it.

"Blow away the fog... What's the use of this?" Xiao Jian stared at the card in his hand, and then looked up at the airtight fog wall around him...

"No, wait... The fog refers to this fog!?"

Can the fog wall be blown away?

Xiao Jian picked up an iron rod at random, walked to the fog wall, and tried to knock it...

"Dang..."

Sure enough, the iron rod was bounced away by the invisible repulsive force before it even touched the fog wall.

Does this "little windmill" card really blow away the fog wall?

Before this, Xiao Jian even assumed that the fog wall belonged to the untouchable rule and was an "air wall" in the real world.

But now this card actually told Xiao Jian that these seemingly indestructible fog walls can actually be blown away! !

Suddenly, countless thoughts that Xiao Jian had never dared to think about before emerged from the depths of his mind.

Yes, what exactly happened outside?

How did the end of the world come? Can it really destroy everything?

Or to put it more bluntly:

Are there still people outside the fog wall?

Humans are social animals after all, with an instinct similar to sheep returning to the flock.

Because survival was difficult before, Xiao Jian never dared to think too much about the world outside the fog wall, for fear of falling into boundless loneliness and despair.

And now, the notes on the [Windmill Clover] forced Xiao Jian to face this problem he didn't want to touch.

What if I am the last human in the world?

If there are survivors outside, should I accept them?

Can the world return to normal?

…

Countless questions that didn't need to be considered before jumped out at the same time, making Xiao Jian feel a little upset.

However, despite all the concerns, even though there was a moment when he wanted to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand.

But in the end, the desire to explore the unknown was like the whisper of a devil, constantly echoing in Xiao Jian's mind, constantly increasing its weight...In the end, curiosity still overwhelmed everything.

So, what is the next story of "curiosity kills the cat"?

Or is it a story of the type that "curiosity drives mankind to make great strides forward"?

As the gusts of "internal wind" blew, the skirt of the mist was finally blown up, allowing Xiao Jian to peek at the scenery under the skirt...

...?

Finally, Xiao Jian chose to place the card.

A green windmill-like clover emerged from the plot, and then the three leaves slowly rotated, making a "whoosh" sound.

The fog, the indestructible fog, retreated.

At this moment, Xiao Jian's mood also became excited as the fog retreated.

One meter, two meters...

The end of the sight continued to expand, and the land around the courtyard gradually appeared.

"This...!?"

At first, Xiao Jian's expression was very excited, but it didn't take long for his eyebrows to twist into a knot.

In the range of about three or five meters, it was still the familiar scenery of Xiao Jian.

The neighbor's vegetable field, the dirt road in the backyard, the waste sand pile a little further away...

But in the distance, a half-road suddenly appeared! !

And it was the kind of two-way 8-lane trunk road!

Where is the stream in the backyard?

Where is the hill not far from the stream! ?

And where is the chicken farm run by the village collective! ?

What's the matter with this half-road! ?

Looking at this strange, random patchwork of everything in his backyard as if it was a map error, Xiao Jian was really confused.

However, as the fog gradually receded, a three-story office building appeared on the other side of the two-way eight-lane main road... There was only this small section.

The glass curtain wall was shattered in a large area, leaving only a small advertisement with no beginning or end floating in the wind...

The fog stopped receding.

Xiao Jian glanced at the "little windmill" that was still blowing the wind, and a countdown popped up above its head:

99

98

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