Finally, with the high temperature and loud noise, the flying giant ship crashed into the ground. Tang Yibu stretched out his arm and hooked Ruan Xian into the pit on the ground. Metal fragments shot out with the continuous explosion, and a twisted piece of iron scraped past the two of them, leaving a trail like a knife.

The explosion quickly subsided, and all that was left was the crackling sound of the flames burning. Tang Yibu hugged Ruan Xian tightly in his arms, motionless like a snail indented in its shell, until the sound of burning gradually disappeared. Ruan Xian had to bury his face in the other's arms and put the unpleasant fumes of burning rubber and plastic behind his head. Right now Tang Yibu smelled like clean soap and sun-dried straw baskets, and he tried to concentrate on the smell.

The air gradually cooled down, and the black smoke was diluted a lot by the evening wind. Ruan Xian exhaled, and finally managed to pull his nose back from Tang Yibu's jacket.

He stood up, pounded his sore back, and looked at the ship.

There was no human breath or heartbeat in the boat, only the crackling sound caused by a little burning, plus the crackling sound of metal cooling.

Under the dim moonlight, the strange big ship slanted into the soil, only about two-thirds of it was exposed outside. It looks a bit like a submarine, with some dirty iron gray in places that were not blackened by the flames. Its design and shape are extremely rough, and the shell has a lot of traces of iron splicing, which does not look like a product of precision technology.

Tang Yibu patted the mud on his body, "Is there anyone nearby?"

"No." Ruan Xian rubbed the blackened hull with his fingers, "There is nothing in the boat either."

"Great, let's go in." Tang Yibu said.

"Are you sure?" Not to mention that the poisonous smoke hasn't completely dissipated, the way this ship landed is really weird. Logically speaking, rather than digging deeply into the soil, it should be directly smashed into the hard ground and broken into several pieces. This submarine-like ship was full of strangeness, and Ruan Xian didn't want to approach it rashly.

Not to mention the strong smell of burnt flesh coming from the ship, there are indeed no living people inside, but there are quite a few dead people. He wasn't sure if he was mentally prepared for the sight inside.

Tang Yibu was much simpler. He neatly tore a piece of iron from the hull, rolled it into a cone, and made a mess on the half-wrecked ship. The night wind was not small, and the turbid hot air in the boat passed through the hole with the wind, and the temperature in the vicinity dropped a little.

"We have to search for supplies first." Tang Yibu threw away the iron sheet in his hand and rubbed his hands together. "Usually, people in the sea of ​​ruins don't chase so far, but these metal parts may attract puppets. Humans are watching, so keep a low profile."

As he said that, he tore out an entrance like tearing the crust, and made a "please" action.

Ruan Xian clenched the gun in his hand, sighed, and followed Tang Yibu into the cabin. As soon as he entered, Ruan Xian immediately discovered that Buo had stepped on solid ground on his feet.

It's like someone shaved off the first third of the boat and neatly laid the rest on the ground. The ground inside the boat is not only free of colliding potholes, but even the grass stalks are safely in the stone crevices. Ruan Xian squatted down and dug down along the bulkhead on the inside of the ship. The originally smooth bulkhead under the ground was fused with the soil and turned into a kind of hard and loose honeycomb structure.

The moonlight fell down the hole in the top of the head, illuminating the small piece of ground ahead. Like a withered black flower, a charred hand poked out of the soil, bathed in a silvery glow.

Ruan Xian frowned, picked up a piece of debris from the ground, and poked it carefully. The wrist of that hand fell to the side with an uncomfortable cracking sound.

The human body under the soil is similar to the bulkhead, and the soft flesh also merges with the soil and turns into a dense honeycomb shape.

"This boat has passed through the soil." Ruan Xian turned around and looked at Tang Yibu, who was packing cans and tools into his backpack.

"This is the ship of the Ruins. They need to sail in the sea of ​​ruins, and the ship must have the ability to pass through solid objects." Tang Yibu was squatting in front of a charred cabinet, trying to find small objects that had not been burned. "The ship's vibration system failed, and accidents like this are common."

"You seem to know this place very well." Ruan Xian moved away from the broken hand, took a few steps up, and picked up a charred knife.

"I heard a little." Tang Yibu stopped and looked out of the hole. "We moved faster, and other machines came over."

Ruan Xian clings to the crack and also looks at the source of the footsteps

A group of spherical metal machines was rapidly approaching, and they spread their four pointed legs, leaving a trail of dust behind them. A small scavenger puppet followed, walking crookedly. Unlike the two they encountered in the forest, there were not many metal fragments on its body, and soft pale tissues were exposed in many places.

At this speed, it is estimated that in two or three minutes, the group of strange-looking things will reach the wreckage of the ship.

Ruan Xian lost the mood to inquire about the news in an instant. He looked around and found a bundle of metal ropes that could be used. Just as he was about to move up the stern of the boat, a strange cracking sound passed by his ears.

"It's not right," he subconsciously pulled Tang Yibu's back collar, "Let's withdraw."

Tang Yibu didn't talk nonsense. He grabbed his bulging backpack, stood up obediently, and tore the exit on the other side of the cabin. The two of them squeezed out of the cabin as quietly as possible, skimming the machinery that kept approaching to the other side. The strange whizzing sound in the sky was still approaching, Ruan Xian just wanted to signal Tang Yibu to leave quickly, but the body of the voice caught them.

A large, almost transparent, soft net fell from the sky, throwing them all to the bottom of the net. Equally unlucky was the group of machines that had just arrived. The small spherical machines were crowded into a pile like grapes, squeaking and screaming. The scavenger puppet writhes its pale limbs desperately, struggling frantically. But the web was flexible and strong, like some kind of cobweb, and none of the machines managed to escape. Ruan Xian slashed hard with the knife he just picked up, but he couldn't even leave a trace.

Tang Yibu looked around, lying on the ground slowly, and peacefully posing in the coffin-like sleeping position that Ruan Xian was familiar with.

"Aren't you going to struggle?" For a moment, Ruan Xian wanted to stab the android who was close at hand with a knife. "For example, tear the net apart and let's sleep in another place."

"This net is too strong, and I will tear it apart with my bare hands to arouse their vigilance. That's fine, anyway, we have to deal with the robbers sooner or later." Tang Yibu just let the net put his face on his face, sounding calm.

Ruan Xian unremittingly cut with the knife for a while, and finally determined that this thing is soft and hard in every sense. He moved to Tang Yibu's side, sat down in discouragement, his posture was slightly consistent with the scavenger puppet that gave up on himself not far away. "You're sure they won't kill us"

"Usually not. We can disguise ourselves as humans. Humans at this age are the most useful labor and are an important resource." Tang Yibu reached out and hooked Ruan Xian's waist, securing him tightly to his side. "It's not too late to run if there is a problem, and you can catch a ride."

"What's down the wind?" Ruan Xian asked cautiously, grasping the hooked arm.

What happened next was faster than Tang Yibu's answer.

How fast this net comes, how fast it goes back. It passed through the wreckage of the ship like a ghost, leaving only two people with life characteristics and mechanical life, and dragged it straight to the sea of ​​ruins.

The net was ripped into the air, and ball-shaped gadgets and scavenger puppets swarmed over like sardines. The oncoming wind was extremely fast, and they twisted unpleasantly in the net, and Ruan Xian was squeezed so hard that he almost vomited out. Tang Yibu, who was lying upright just now, bent his body, like two shrimps caught in a fishing net.

After flying for a few minutes, they finally hit something soft. Judging by the feeling of vibration under the body, what caught them was very close to an air cushion made of plastic sheeting.

This time Ruan Xian decisively decided to play dead together with Tang Yibu.

"The harvest is good. Those idiots in the west, if they die, they can do us some good." A raspy male voice sounded in his ear. "I looked at thirty-five iron beads, and it's alright. Oh, one scavenger puppet, I made a profit."

An iron pole came over and poked directly at Ruan Xian's waist.

"Someone." The thick voice immediately became vigilant, the pole was retracted, and then there was a click of the weapon being activated. "Gangzi, turn the net over and take a look."

"okay"

The net under him was pulled away, and the spherical machinery jingled and scattered. Ruan Xian was paralyzed on the air cushion like a dead fish, and stared at Tang Yibu, who was also facing down, from the slit of his eyes.

"Both of them are still breathing." The rough voice seemed to be talking to someone, "Why don't you look at people from the west."

The air cushion dented, and someone was approaching. A hand grabbed Ruan Xian's hair, forcing him to raise his face. The visitor hissed twice, let go of him, and grabbed Tang Yibu on the other side.

"Two little white faces, there is no such person in the west. I wonder if the looks are either androids or genetically manipulated." He sounded a little confused, "Good physique, looks a little strong. Captain, you look good, I'll get them back first. You said the location is over the wall of the 1306 petri dish."

Ruan Xian tried hard to listen, but he could only hear a burst of noise. It is estimated that the other party did not give instructions through voice.

"Gangzi" put away the communicator in a rough voice, "Tie these two up and take them to the stronghold cell."

Gangzi didn't answer, but Ruan Xian could feel an overly large hand grabbing him directly, wrapping it into a spring roll with a restraint strap. He and Tang Yibu were carried one by one on the shoulders, and swayed forward with the giant.

First a regular sway, then some sort of wheeled bike akin to a hoverbike. After being blown by the cool wind for about half an hour, the big man known as "Gangzi" finally stopped moving. what did he open

Then came the fall.

First Tang Yibu, then himself, they were thrown into a dark hole by the big man like trash. After swiping for a few seconds, Ruan Xian confirmed his thoughts. They were just sliding down the garbage chute of a tall building, getting faster and faster.

Two dirty spring rolls spewed from the exit of the garbage chute and fell to the ground one after the other. Tang Yi stepped on the ground one step at a time, unfortunately becoming Ruan Xian's meat pad. He gave a pitiful "uh", twisted his body, and got out from under Ruan Xian.

"No one's around." Ruan Xian moved his shoulders and found that he couldn't get rid of the things on his body. Fortunately, the garbage chute has been abandoned for a long time, and there is no residual garbage left, otherwise he will be mad at this moment.

They were thrown into a strange room that, at first glance, looked like a half-collapsed normal apartment. The fine, rigid iron bars were apparently added later, and they were roughly inserted into the fine wood floors. Decorative paintings hung slantingly on the walls, a fabric sofa overturned in the corner, and most of the sofa covers were broken and covered with dust.

"I fell a little hurt." Tang Yibu opened his mouth deeply.

"Hmm." Ruan Xian continued to observe the surroundings vigilantly.

"I need a little treatment." The android approached like an inchworm, obviously not planning to untie it.

"Come on, be strong." Ruan Xian glanced at the stains on the other's lips and took a few steps away."More pain is also good, it's more realistic."

"You are fake"

"You have stains and molds from the garbage chute on your mouth. If you dare to stick your mouth out, I'll hurt you even more later." Ruan Xian spoke very fast, and this time he almost came to his mind.The thought popped out of his head.

"I understand." Tang Yibu nodded solemnly, "Sorry, I will remember to wipe my mouth in the future."

"No later."

The lights snapped on.

"It doesn't appear to be an android, and I still have the heart to flirt at this time." The person who came was wearing a dirty jacket, but his hair was neat, and the gold wire glasses with some cracks were placed on the bridge of his nose, with a gentle appearance.

"Your Excellency Tu Rui, Deputy Captain of the Walking Stone. Good evening, both of you."