Cruisd Federation, Ice City, Strategic Team Residence Residence Area, Room "-318".

After listening to the melodious and melodious music on "Old Radio", it took a while for Dark and Wolfya to soothe.

Although, Dake still vaguely remembers that the music mentioned by "Echoer" can neutralize "sorrow" and reduce the chance of human mental collapse.

But after all, it is a monster in the order position. Once it cannot consume mental power, it will consume physical power to a great extent.

In short, this is a process of equivalent exchange, and the goal must be achieved at a price, just like the physics principle of "energy will not be generated out of thin air, nor will it disappear out of thin air, it will only be converted from one form to another".

After resting for a while, the fatigue in my body, which seemed to have experienced a difficult battle, gradually eased. Listening to the "gurgling" sound in my stomach, Wolfya smiled and stood up, stretched his waist, lifted up his sleeves, and looked at the old "K-01 military multi-purpose watch" produced by the Federal Mayang City Strategic Material Factory, checking the time.

"It's half past eleven, and it's half an hour away from twelve o'clock, Dark." Wolfya said in his signature and thick voice:

"Let's have something to eat later. The supplies supply in Binglin City are the most abundant in the whole federal. Here, as long as there are 'federal military vouchers' and 'new rubles', you can buy anything. There is no limited supply and no tickets with complicated procedures. It can be said to be a paradise for commodity goods."

"What are you going to eat? Don't be any cookies made of cockroaches, canned maggots, nutritious meals like snot, canned lunch rat meat, cold insects, the tentacles of dark forest octopus, or the long strips of leba that are tasteless." Dark said speechlessly, counting the "delicious" and nutritious foods that he had eaten with his fingers.

"Of course not these, Dak, you must know that this is the capital. Although there are a lot of 'unintentional waves' recently, the highway and railway lines are still under our control. Even if people from other cities and strongholds starve to death, the supply of materials in the capital can be guaranteed. If you don't believe it, just go to the street and ask someone, let alone eat, you have never seen those strange foods." Wolfya explained.

It is not difficult to hear the natural pride and the helplessness of the allocation of federal resources from his tone.

"Since that's the case, Wolfya, take me there, I'm too hungry to wait," Dark urged.

The series of things he had just experienced, including dreams, basically exhausted his energy. He shed tears of incompetence under the extreme hunger.

From the corner of your mouth!

...

The corridors in the strategic accommodation area are as dark as caves without seeing the sun. Even if the electrical lamps that have not been extinguished for many years are hung, the light emitted is still limited.

Dak and Wolfya quickly walked up the stairs and left the dim accommodation area, only then did they feel the long-lost brightness and warmth.

This was the first time that Dake saw Binglin City during the day. I don’t know if it was psychological reasons or something else, but the sky here seemed much clearer than that of Mayang City.

As Christmas approaches, January of the New Yuan calendar, in the temperate continental climate, it should have been very cold, with a temperature of more than minus 20 degrees Celsius, but from the perspective of somatosensory, Dake estimated that it was only minus 1 or 0 degrees Celsius today, which was a rare warmth.

Walking out of the clean, meticulous and depressing military control area, the two came to the bustling and lively scorching area.

As its name suggests, the entire area was designated as a centralized commercial area by the Federation. Just after noon, noisy shouts, bargaining, chatter, and the whistle sounds of mechanical tanks, steam locomotives and trams traveling together to create a picture of "fireworks" with a lot of "fireworks".

This place is very different from the military control area. Due to military control, especially in case of "unintentional" invasion and infiltration of lost people, the military control area is full of light and dark posts, the streets are clean and refreshing, with rare dirt and dirty water, everything is very neat and orderly. After all, "viruses" are prone to breeding in filthy areas. Even if vaccines to defend against "viruses" are common now, drugs to remove viruses and reverse variants are not rare, but humans who are infected with it will be more or less affected.

Some of the hearts were damaged and lost their ability to move. They died in pain within half a year.

Some of them are subjected to mental shock and deeply torture of hallucinations, and most of them are self-destructive.

The remaining ones may cause partial mutations, including physical ones, such as larger size, knotted muscles, or indescribable tentacles, bone blades, carapaces, and limbs of many animals.

Some people also gain extraordinary power, successfully unlock magic source power skills, and even have better luck, and can directly obtain recognition from the sequence of cards and become "professionals".

However, as the "virus" erodes the mental state or abuses the power of magic, they will slowly change towards the "lost" direction as those who are attributed to the psychic power.

Even if they can maintain coexistence with the "virus power", these people will be discriminated against by "normal" humans and suffer many inconveniences in life.

After all, no one knows the origin of the "unintentional virus" and its real impact has never been fully understood. After the mental power of the "lost" completely disappears, it will become "unintentional people", and humans may also be infected with "viruses" without realizing it and quickly become "unintentional people".

Therefore, at least the environmental management of the arms control area is very strict, and no one wants the strong and brave [warrior] of the empire to become an enemy in an instant.

The entire hot area is decorated with lights and Christmas trees are placed at the doors of the shops. The various decorations on it are shining brightly under the sunlight, and the hanging small lights have not been lit yet.

Children in traditional Cruzde costumes walked happily to the streets with burning sticks and small fireworks, heading towards the red Christmas cottage on the Piazza San Pinenei at the junction of the Scarlet District, Ice Dragon District, the Administrative District and the North Shore District.

Due to festive relations, the Federation relaxed the upper control of old-style vehicles, and rows of white and red carriages adorned with Christmas appearances drove past the crowd, arousing cheers.

The festival event three days later was rehearsed one after another in the past few days. Santa Claus, dressed in bloated and heavy clothes, was walking along the carriage, and was scattered with candy along the way, and was chased by children.

This scene is like the city of the New York City recorded in countless materials and books. Humans immersed in the atmosphere of joyful festivals seem to have forgotten the depression, pain and sorrow, just as if the "unintentional human virus" has never appeared.

Suddenly, the crisp bell of the capital Saint Ivan Cathedral rang, and the melodious "melo" quickly expanded outward and spread throughout the capital.

A few minutes later, a strange flow began to appear in the crowd, and many humans in neat formal clothes and clean bishop costumes ran towards the church.

"What are they doing?" asked Dark, who observed the abnormality.

"It should be to participate in today's 'memorial ceremony'. Three days later, the church will hold a 'memorial service for all things in the world, to praise nature, and to convey human repentance to the gods. Today is the prelude to the ceremony. The Pope will appear in person, and to the preface 2: Lord of the Dark Night, 13: Goddess of Light, 8: Lord of Hope, 800: King of All Beasts and 28: Statue of the God of Forests to offer sacrifices, pray devoutly, and baptize under the "witness" of the gods, in order to hope that the gods will appear to protect the world, end the wasteland, or receive blessings." Wolfya explained.

"I think if those gods knew that they could be worshipped like this, they would probably wake up from their dreams. Wolfya, I always thought that even if the gods of the order existed, they were just stronger losers. They would not listen to the prayers of believers, they were just a group of proud people sleeping in the realm of light." Dark said with a sneer.

"You're right." Wolfya agreed:

"Until now, there is no exact historical data to prove that anyone has seen the gods in their own eyes. Even the sporadic texts and the broken pages circulated in ancient times have not accurately described the appearance of the gods. At most, they are ambiguous narratives such as 'wrapped in indescribable mist', 'body as strong as a monster', 'twisted limbs waving freely' and other ambiguous narratives. When reading these words, you always feel like you have seen the gods who have seen them already crazy."

"Maybe..." Dark thought:

“Madness is a pass to the realm of God.”

"Okay, let's not talk about this, Dark. Since I'm going to have a full meal this time, I can't eat those common things. I believe that even if you eat those 'strange things' every day, in Mayan City, you will have classic Cruzed and Putoya-style dishes. Those mashed potatoes, bread, sausage, bacon, cereal or milk are nothing new. Only food from the east can have a desirable mystery." Wolfya said with his hands crossed his chest, glanced at Dark.

"Food from the east?" A glimmer of surprise appeared in Dark's eyes, "Interesting."

"I remember that the people of the Fire Empire are proficient in handling all kinds of strange ingredients. Their chefs are good at cooking all kinds of foods and mastering various methods and techniques. Even rotten tree roots and animal internal organs can handle them seamlessly, turning into a delicious dish that cannot suppress desires."

"That's right, it's the food of Khitan Ris." Wolfya gave a thumbs up and praised Dak's powerful and powerful memory.

Immediately, he pulled Dak through the streets with the smell of rotten smell, food aroma and pungent gasoline smell, and habitually pressed the "Northern Bear" pistol with one hand and stepped on the scattered snow. He introduced:

"There is an oriental restaurant on the waters of the hot zone. His grandfather was a trader with us a hundred years ago. Later, the road to the East gradually became difficult, so they simply settled here and sold mixed steamed foods of various mysterious foods served in copper pots. Dak, don't be surprised by their ingredients later, otherwise they will be laughed at."

The two of them advanced all the way, through the sparsely crowded streets, and then towards the densely populated area.

Finally, a restaurant with a very oriental style appeared in front of the two.

Straighten his back and looking up, Wolfya took out his wide palm and pointed upwards.

Looking up, Dark read the Cruise German words under the quaint style sign in confusion:
Chapter completed!