Manual of Space-Time Interference

The little things that happened on the road only added a little fun to the dialect's journey, or at least made him feel a lot better.

However, after turning back and taking another road the next day, Dialect completely stopped the idea of ​​taking a car to the Xingshi base. In two days, the car drove a total of more than 1,300 kilometers, but the actual mileage reduction was only A short 400 kilometers.

And if you walk, you can walk nearly 300 kilometers in a day. For the Lion Dance Base, which is 1,200 kilometers away in a straight line, it takes 4 or 5 days.

No matter how you do it, it is much better than taking a car. Although it is a bit tiring, at least you can leave a few days to do something meaningful, such as bringing some materials back...

"Nüwa, tell me, how far is it!" Dialect took a deep breath while supporting the trees next to him, looking up at the trees full of mountains in front of him and asked.

"There is still 1080 kilometers of straight-line distance. According to your plan, if you avoid towns, there are still 1300 kilometers. According to the speed at this time, you can reach the base within 5 days!"

Nuwa's voice came into Dialect's ears, he listened, slumped directly on the ground, and slowly stretched out his hand to take out the food from the small backpack and ate it.

Avoiding towns means avoiding troubles and preventing time loss due to getting into troubles. Although the distance is a little longer, it is not much, but because it is much quieter, the pace of dialects has also sped up a little.

In his thoughts, if the nuclear bomb hadn't exploded directly above the Lion Wake Base, and if the railguns had not fallen on the Lion Wake Base, then there would definitely be personnel in the base.

But it shouldn't be at the top of the country...

Dialect shook his head in thought, closed the mask of the power armor again, and started his own steps again.

Because as far as the actual situation is concerned, he does not know and cannot possibly know the location of these shelters, and the Lion Wake Base is only one of the top-secret laboratories in the country, not all of them...

The country is not the home of one person, but the home of thousands of people. In China, it is now the home of 1.6 billion people. It is impossible to give everything for one person. It seems that no one will put their own The secret is completely revealed to another person.

You can think of it as a person who has completely lost his sensibility, walking on a road with no end, only the peaks ahead, with moat and cliffs...

He only knows how to think about problems rationally, then devise the best plan and create suitable tools to pass through a dangerous place with one place. Of course, he will also encounter various obstacles and dangers in the process.

Just like surviving in the wilderness, there will be tigers, snakes, eagles...

At this time, what he makes will not be tools, but weapons - knives, swords, bows, rifles and cannons...

Then he will have a face without any expression, and his eyes will not fluctuate, and he will directly slash the knife. Even if he is injured, he will slowly heal, and then continue his journey.

Dialect, now on this road, is a magical tool, he can make the road smoother and easier to walk, but at the same time, he can also make the road extremely muddy...

Dialect knows that he can't know too much, because people who know too much usually don't have a good end, so so far, he only knows about the top-secret base of the Lion Dance Base.

Although he is still going through the journey now, it seems that the country treats him in every possible way, but there is no guarantee that it will become invalid one day, and at that time, although it is said that he will not be sliced, I am afraid that he will lose his freedom in his entire life... …

This is not forced paranoia, but the result of dialects thinking from a rational point of view and thinking in a different position.

Just like the magic tool mentioned earlier, but if this tool knows part of 'his' weaknesses, and 'he' doesn't know whether this magic tool can be magical again in the future, he will definitely put this magic tool in pocket instead of destroying him, or throwing it away...

Besides, dialect really can't think of anything that can be obtained after slicing itself, and what age is it now, what can be obtained by slicing, scanning through CT and X-rays, and cell sampling are still the same. get?

Dialect shook his head in thought, looked at the route given on the light screen, and walked forward along a nearby road, the burden in his heart was slowly unloaded.

The long road is long, only the scenery is accompanied by, but it is a little more leisure, a little less hustle and bustle, and also see some scenery that has never been found before...

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No fool would come to rob someone in power armor. Of course, those who are really facing a desperate situation are not included in this list, because they can only fight to the death to create vitality for their own lives.

In the dialect's imagination, this should be a world of cannibalism. It should be said that in the last two hundred years, the jungle survival law of "the strong eats the weak" has been interpreted most completely.

Especially after seeing a large pot and a head covered with tooth marks in a residential house, this feeling is even more obvious.

Of course, according to the usual way of thinking, the dialect also estimated the time of this incident, it should be within half a year after the outbreak of the nuclear war, the victim is a woman, and the age should be around 20 years old...

It hurts, but Dialect has no way to control his mind. Even if he wants to control it, he can't help thinking about these things, because these things have become his habit.

After learning the monk's hands and saying "Amitabha" ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in dialect, he turned around and walked out of the dwelling. Looking at the remaining 300 kilometers on the light screen, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Now is the morning of the 7th day he came to this world. On a rainy day, the surrounding trees have also brought a new sense of emerald green, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

"The remaining 10% of the energy, please replace the energy in time!"

A prompt sounded from his ear, and Dialect took a battery out of the small backpack and said, "Activate the backup energy, open the battery hatch!"

A triangular hatch on the chest slowly opened, Dialect lowered his head, took out the battery inside by feeling, and then installed the battery in his hand.

"The remaining energy is 100%, and the main energy system has been automatically switched!"

Nuwa's voice sounded again, and the dialect smiled, put the old battery into the backpack, and then started to slowly run towards the destination in front of the road on the side of the road.

Lion Wake Base, or another name—the science and technology logistics base of dialects...