More than a week later, the army-green jeep was sailing on a charred land.

Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere here, lush and creepy deformed plants, and occasionally strange beasts and ruins of hunters using various means of transportation.

"This area is the most severely damaged place when the old world was destroyed." Bai Chen, who was in the co-pilot's position, looked out the window and sighed, "But it was near this area that humans built the first city in the new calendar."

In the textbook of "Pangu Biology", it was only mentioned that the original city was the first city built by humans based on the ruins of the old world. It was not said that its neighboring area was the most severely damaged place. This made Long Yuehong feel a little fascinated and said to himself:

"They should have suffered a lot and paid a lot..."

But it was not defeated.

"Well, no matter what the 'first city' has become now, it is worthy of our appreciation that they were able to persevere from the end of the world and rebuild a civilization belonging to mankind." Jiang Baimian, who was driving, echoed.

Papa, Shang Jianyao applauded directly.

"What's there to applaud?" Jiang Baimian was a little angry and embarrassed.

Shang Jianyao answered truthfully:

"Your words just now reminded me of the teachers in the school."

"Do you allow applause during class?" Jiang Baimian responded angrily.

Shang Jianyao glanced at her side face:

“In addition to class, there are court meetings.”

He looked like "Have you never been to school?"

Jiang Baimian grinded his teeth and turned his eyes forward.

As the Jeep drove rapidly, a river that was so wide that Long Yuehong was amazed appeared in front of them.

Red River.

The longest and widest river above the ash soil.

Its water waves don't look so clean, with green floating algae and various kinds of garbage floating from time to time.

On the other side of it, there are densely packed buildings with chimneys standing upwards, with gas that is either gray or rusty yellow to spray upwards.

This made the whole sky look foggy, and even before evening, the light was quite dim.

A loud noise came, and two dark black helicopters flew through the air.

A little further apart, drones hovered back and forth, patrolling the territory.

This made Long Yuehong hold her breath.

This means they arrived at the capital of the "Original City".

After leaving Wild Grass City, the "old group" except for going to a wilderness settlement to replenish food on the way, most of the rest were traveling through the wilderness and wilderness.

Although "First City" is known as the largest force on the dust and has the largest population, it can actually control only settlements of large and small sizes, places that can be called cities, and areas around them that can be cultivated or possess mineral resources and major transportation routes.

For wilderness, forests, swamps, and ruins, the "First City" is far from reach. Therefore, the "Old Tutoring Team" has only encountered many teams of remains hunters along the way, and has never encountered the regular army of the "First City".

Now, they are finally going to officially contact the largest force in the dust.

In the jeep, in addition to Shang Jianyao's unconcealed excitement, Jiang Baimian and others also showed some expectations to a greater or lesser extent. Even the intelligent robot Gnava also followed the results of the program analysis, making him look more excited.

After driving downstream along the Red River for a while, the chimneys gradually became sparse, and tall buildings made of steel and concrete rose from the ground.

There are a large number of ordinary buildings between them, which together create a real city.

Even compared with the ruins of Swamp No. 1, it is not much inferior.

"How many people can live here?" Long Yuehong asked with emotion.

"It is said that there are dozens or millions of people." Bai Chen could not give accurate numbers because "Zuchucheng"'s own statistical department could not figure it out.

Moreover, there are many hunters and caravans coming and going here, and the migrant population is the most rustling.

While speaking, the "old tune group" saw a bridge.

It can accommodate eight vehicles in parallel, connecting the wasteland on the north bank of the Red River, the mountains and the original city on the south bank.

There are fully armed regular troops stationed at both ends of the bridge, each with about a hundred people.

They wore dark gray helmets, uniforms of the same color, drove multiple machine guns, and used several dark green armored vehicles to form a simple fortification at the bridgehead, leaving only a gap for only two ordinary vehicles.

Every car and everyone passes through the gap must stop and undergo quite strict inspections.

According to the information provided by the company before the group set off, Jiang Baimian knew that light weapons could be brought into the city, and heavy weapons would be confiscated, and the rest of the contraband were the same.

Unfortunately, military exoskeleton devices are military controlled items.

Of course, the "old commissioning team" can also choose to detour from other places to the south bank of the Red River, but initially, there were troops stationed in other entrance passages in the city, and there were various aircraft monitoring this area in the sky.

Long Yuehong was not nervous about this, but just turned her head and glanced at Shang Jianyao.

There is a "reasoning clown" here, where can't you get involved?

The military green jeep continued to move forward and soon entered the queue passage.

Jiang Baimian looked out while stepping on the brakes.

On the charred soil around, there were many humans with old clothes squatting or standing.

Some of them are standard Red River race, with sunken eye sockets and eye color, while others have dark brown skin tones, black eyes, thin and strong.

The latter is a branch of the gray soil people migrated to the Red River Basin, called the Red Bank people.

In "Original City", most of them have citizenship.

Seeing Jiang Baimian rolling down the car window, a Hongan man, who was at most 1.65 meters tall, stood up and walked towards the "old tuner group".

His dark hair has obvious natural curls, and his dark brown face has a flattering smile:

"Several people, do you want help?"

He used the pure Red River language.

Pure refers to the original city accent.

Jiang Baimian raised his eyebrows without answering.

The Red Bank man glanced left and right and said in his voice:

"I have a way to get you into the city without having to undergo a checkup, but you just need some compensation."

He used his index finger and thumb to count the banknotes.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while, turned around and had a gaze exchange with Bai Chen and the others.

Then, she said to the guy outside the car window in Honghe language:

“What’s the name?”

"Jadi." The Red Banker replied with a smile.

"How much is needed?" Jiang Baimian continued to ask.

"50 Ore." Jady reported a number, "This is very cheap."

Jiang Baimian pretended to be thinking and said after a few seconds:

“What should I do?”

Jiadi's smile became more obvious:

"You follow me and go somewhere else to wait."

Jiang Baimian turned on the steering wheel and asked Jeep to follow the "guide" to slowly drive towards a ruin on the bank of the Red River.

There are no people here, it seems very quiet.

Jiadi pointed to a fairly intact roadside room and said:

"You sit and wait, I'll talk to the guards to discuss when to enter the city."

There are tables, chairs, benches and other utensils in that room.

Jiang Baimian glanced at each side of the room and opened the car door indescribable manner.

Jia Di filled with a sincere smile and watched several members of the "old tune group" come down one after another.

When Gnavar's silver-black tall body came into his eyes, his expression changed instantly.

At this time, Jiang Baimian pointed to the roadside room and said:

"You can get your companions out."

Jiadi tried hard to squeeze out a smile:

"What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yuehong had opened the trunk, carried the individual combat bazooka, and aimed at the direction Jiang Baimian pointed.

After a brief silence, four or five people came out there, all of whom were dark brown-skinned Red Bank people holding slightly old assault rifles and miniature submachine guns.

"You are very enthusiastic." Shang Jianyao said with a smile.

Jia Di forcedly explained:
To be continued...