Return from the second dimension

The alien monk who was violently slaughtered by the Holy Dragon City did not actually feel at a loss, but received constant praise.

Although the price of the equipment sold in the weapon shop in the commercial district is higher, the quality is not said, and it can withstand the test of actual combat.

And living here to kill monsters is much more comfortable than living in your own building.

Every time you go out of the city, you don't need to go far, you can encounter countless mutant monsters, enough for these monks to kill them.

After killing the monsters, you can return to the business district and enjoy it comfortably with the brains you earned. There will be a lot of surplus.

The logistical support provided by the Sacred Dragon City allows the foreign monks to have no worries at all. As long as they have brains in their pockets, they will not worry about not being able to buy what they want.

What makes these alien monks most comfortable is that whenever they encounter an unsolvable danger, they can also use the walkie-talkie to call the Holy Dragon City for armed support.

Sacred Dragon City’s armed helicopters, large-caliber artillery, and armored tanks are on standby at any time. As long as the signal for assistance is issued, they will surely receive strong fire support.

Especially the semi-mechanized combat weapons of the Holy Dragon City, they shine in the battle, they are not afraid of death, and successfully rescued the alien monks who were in danger again and again.

Although the rescue of the Holy Dragon City needs to pay for the brain beads, it still has the strong support of the alien monks. Compared with the brain beads, life is the most important thing.

Although during this period, some monks died in the mouth of the monsters, the enthusiasm of these alien monks was not affected at all, but their fighting spirit became higher and higher.

Compared with the Holy Dragon City, the other buildings in the Wild Land live like walking on thin ice every day.

Facing the mutated monsters around, these buildings are all on the verge of an enemy. While actively defending, they are also trying to hunt these mutated monsters.

However, the strength of these castles is limited, and it is impossible for them to gather here like the Holy Dragon City, where there are more than ten thousand high-ranking monks of foreign races. When the city gate is opened every morning, thousands of fully armed monks burst out.

Except for some fifth-level castles that can send thousands of monks, other small castles can only send hundreds of people to fight each time.

Only facing the mutant monster like the tide, the monk was thrown in it, and almost no water splashed.

But in order to maintain the normal operation of the castle, in order to obtain brain beads to buy living supplies on the cornerstone platform, they can only bite the bullet and fight the monsters.

As time went on, these buildings lost more and more combat power, but the number of mutant monsters did not see any decrease.

This seems to be a vicious circle, so that the combat effectiveness of each building is constantly being weakened.

And the corpses of the residents of Loucheng who died in the mouth of the mutant monsters were all gathered together by the monsters and piled up into a hill, making people look numb.

The residents of these castles all have a faint feeling of imminent disaster, a pessimistic atmosphere, lingering in these castles all day long.

I am afraid of comparison in everything. Compared with these panicked castles, the environment of Holy Dragon City is almost like heaven.

But there is still a group of people who are in a miserable situation several times more than those of these buildings.

Nearly 10,000 men and women in ragged clothes are trekking in the snow in the place about two hundred kilometers away from the city of Holy Dragon.

In this huge team, there are all kinds of races, including the residents of the castle, the wanderers, and the monks who were trapped halfway when they rushed to the Holy Dragon City.

Because of the sudden outbreak of beasts, these people quickly gathered together and cooperated with each other to resist the mutant monsters.

Although there are a large number of people, their combat effectiveness is extremely limited, and they cannot be compared with the regular monk team.

Because of the cold and hunger, a dozen corpses fell on the ground almost every kilometer.

Behind this team, a path of death paved by corpses formed, and there were icy corpses covered with frost everywhere.

Fortunately, because the mutant monsters are concentrated near the castle, this has caused them to encounter very few monsters along the way.

Otherwise, it only takes a few shocks from the mutant monsters, and these 10,000 people will be completely killed!

At this time, in the middle of the team, there was an alien businessman wearing a leather jacket, constantly fiddling with the walkie-talkie in his hand, with a trace of anxiety on his face.

Seeing this, an alien teenager next to him asked curiously: "Uncle Huo Lu, you have been fiddling with this thing, what's the use?"

Hearing the words, Huo Lu smiled at the alien youth: "This is a communication tool that I bought in Holy Dragon City, uncle. It can be used to make calls from far away.

As long as we can contact the Holy Dragon City, then we will be saved!"

The alien boy nodded without understanding, and continued to ask Huo Lu, "Uncle Huo Lu, is that Holy Dragon City really as good as you said, better than our hometown?"

Huo Lu recalled his experience in the Holy Dragon City and nodded gently.

When the two were talking, two other wanderers in thin clothes were walking not far away, they fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

People passing by were indifferent, just glanced coldly, and ignored them.

People who fell on the ground like this have no chance of salvation. It won't take long for them to be frozen into a stiff icy lumps.

This kind of thing will happen anytime and anywhere along the way, and everyone has long been numb and ignored it.

Huo Lu on the side could only sigh softly when he saw this.

Now he is already unable to protect himself, and he has to take care of his family. It is impossible to take care of other poor people.

If you are unlucky, even Huo Lu himself is very likely to die halfway.

Lowering his head again, Huo Lu pressed the button of the walkie-talkie and tried to start asking for help.

"Holy Dragon City, Holy Dragon City, I am the caravan numbered Y109. I am now trapped in the middle of the road. I ask for help. Over!"

After saying this, Huo Lu let out a light sigh, and continued on his way.

He has said this passage hundreds of times, but has never received a response, so he did not expect to get a response this time.

But things like surprises often come at unexpected moments, catching you off guard, and at the same time feeling extremely happy.

Just a few seconds after Huo Lu put down the walkie-talkie, a clear male voice suddenly came out from the walkie-talkie that had not responded.

"This is Sacred Dragon City. Your caravan number has been confirmed. Now you are officially notified that the rescue team has set off five hours ago. Please wait for the rescue, it's over!"

Huo Lu, who bowed his head on the road, shook his body, and quickly raised the intercom under the curious gaze of everyone around him.

"Holy Dragon City, Holy Dragon City, there are many people here, tens of thousands of people, over!"

"We already know, please rest assured and wait for rescue, it's over!"

After hearing these words, the last trace of worry on Huo Lu's face disappeared completely.

He raised his head to look around, and laughed loudly under the nervous and expectant eyes of everyone.

"Don't worry, everyone, Holy Dragon City has sent a rescue team, we can be saved!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and cheered in unison.