Chapter 3055 (1/2)

While the funeral bell and his party were beating the sacrificial ceremony, the death attendant walked alone in the ruins of the city.

It used to be New York, at least geographically, but now there are only broken bricks and walls, and the fishy wind blows through the ruins, making a sound of ghost crying.

Wade seemed to have lost his soul. He bent his back and drooped his shoulders. He dragged forward slowly with heavy steps. Compared with the homeless tramp, he was almost dragging a broken sack in his hand.

”Alas!”

After walking some way, he sighed and looked up at the sky full of strange noodles from time to time, as if he didn't want his tears to flow down.

There is the wreckage of a shop not far away. Probably. Anyway, the building has collapsed, leaving only the half pull vending machine at the door. The machine is also full of mushrooms, red umbrellas and white poles.

When he came to the machine and looked around for a while, he reached out and took a pack of cigarettes from it, unpacked it, took out one in his mouth, and then felt his whole body.

Then, the plot gem was used to light the fire.

”FUO ~ ~” spit out a smoke, and his body leaned against a poisonous mushroom. He tilted his lips. ”Old fellow iron, I don't want such a world. The dead men and Vanessa are dying. But I can't save them. What I find is that this gem is good, but it can't be used to save people, it doesn't have that function.”

The street was not empty. Just a few steps away in front of them, some meat ball people with pus after canceration rolled across the street. They rolled and laughed like barbells.

Hearing the dead waiter's soliloquies, they looked at him curiously and chirped, as if they wanted wade to join them in their blind and boring wandering and enjoy the simple happiness of being loved.

”Thank you for your kindness. I can understand your body language. It's like going to an African indigenous tribe. The actions when the chief asked me to eat human flesh are as easy to understand, but I'm on a mission. It's not a good time to go shopping.”

The dead waiter spoke to these meatballs. Anyway, they should be able to understand English:

”I'm just a little tired. Have a cigarette and have a rest. By the way, do you know where Lord marvel is? I want to fuck him and restore the earth to its original state. ”

”Ji Ji!”

The meatballs answered him in strange language and then left happily, as if nothing had happened.

The waiter took another sip of smoke and frowned:

”I found that I didn't understand what they said. I really regret that my cousin always asked me to learn more foreign languages, but I spent other people's learning time on shit. Until now, I found that I was the protagonist of the waste department.”

“......”

”Yes, I just used the gem. I'm not a stupid X. can I forget this? But I still can't understand them. Our language is like two parallel lines, never intersecting. Sure enough, all aliens speak English. Only the earth itself is the most difficult to communicate. ”

Wade scratched his face, spit on the side, licked his rotten lips and said:

”But they are very friendly. Seeing that they are purulent and bouncing at the same time, I already have ideas. According to my strict logical thinking ability, the accurate intuition of mercenaries, the identity of the protagonist in heaven and earth, and the incomparably handsome and charming face, I have a way.”

The wind was blowing and there was silence around.

“......”

”Don't care about the details. I have an idea anyway.” The dead waiter took off his boots on one foot and threw them into the sky: ”my cousin once used the trick of throwing shoes to show the way. There's no reason why he can't do it. Anyway, as the protagonist, he has the will of the universe. Follow its meaning.”

The red and black high military boots whirled in the air and landed steadily in the waiting eyes of the dead waiter.

But he forgot one thing. In the cancerous universe, even the earth was rotten. There were soft and viscous bacterial blankets on the ground. His shoes were like falling into a cesspit. The heels of his shoes were inserted into the ground, and the toe of his shoes was pointing to the sky.