The Cursed Ship

After getting off the spirit ship, everyone watched the rescue and treatment of the wounded, and it was almost finished. People from each team also began to contact the first transcendents to gain a better understanding of the situation here.

With the action of the extraordinary, the materials on the ships were quickly collected on the beach. They mainly collected food and fresh water, as well as cooking utensils, dismantled some diesel generators, and other items were useless here.

Even if it was diesel, they didn't draw it out. Anyway, there are so many ships here, and there is a supply ship that transported more than 2,000 tons of diesel oil.

Bender found his captain and ordered him to arrange dismantling of the weapon.

At this time, a sudden "bang" gunshot attracted everyone's attention.

It was George's team again.

A third-level transcendent held an enchanted pistol, and stood guarding next to a small pile of supplies with a grim expression.

Another third-level transcendent had a fist-thick blood hole in his stomach. He desperately covered the wound with his hands, and asked angrily: "It was agreed that the two of us will share this batch of food equally, but you are going back on your word!"

The man grinned: "Equal share? Just dream, I am not enough for one person, how can I share it equally with you? If you want to get food, go to the church. I heard that they are going to give alms to those who have no food. As for these, they are all mine. Don't even think about it!"

The rest of the team glared at him, but dared not resist.

"Boom~"

The man fired another shot, completely killing the wounded third-level teammate. His teammates couldn't believe it until they died, this bastard would kill them all, he didn't even activate the protective force field.

Zheng Yang shook his head, another person was blacklisted by him.

"Captain Zheng Yang, we found a long spear. It seems to be the weapon of those flying demons. I don't know which team picked it up. It fell into the undercurrent and was involved together!"

The third-level werewolf named Bandy came over with a spear and handed it to Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang took the spear and looked at the werewolf in surprise.

Lucy's eyes were blurred, and she said, "I picked it up, my boat blew up!"

Zheng Yang silently returned the spear to her. Not seeing her team just now, he guessed that the second explosion in the undercurrent came from her yacht.

"This is a rare psionic metal, I'm giving it to you!" Lucy didn't pick up the spear, but said in a low voice.

Zheng Yang didn't refuse either, and threw the spear back onto the boat, saying, "Then I'll accept it!"

"What's the plan of your team, is the food monopolized by a few people or distributed fairly?"

Facing Zheng Yang's question, Bandy glanced at Xi Luo who was still wandering in the distance, and said, "We centralize management and distribute it fairly. We are worried that we will be robbed by other powerful people. I hope Captain Zheng Yang can uphold justice!"

Zheng Yang also looked over there, and said, "You should unite with other teams who are willing to distribute fairly!"

Alima finished treating the wounded, and the church staff were cooking a large pot of rice.

Bendy thought for a while, then nodded thoughtfully and left. After he left here, he soon united with the Indians, and then simply joined the ranks of the church.

Zheng Yang looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist. It has been a day and a night since he entered the misty sea.

"Let's go for a walk in the city first, and cook when we come back!" He said to Alima, Luo Funi and others.

Alima said: "Wait, I'll go back!"

A moment later, a group of fourth- and fifth-level captains walked towards the city one kilometer away. Seeing this, most of the other extraordinary people followed.

After walking for a few minutes, the team of more than a hundred people entered the area of ​​the building complex.

This is a well-planned city, with vertical and horizontal streets and straight streets, matching in size. The big streets are more than 20 meters wide, and the small lanes are more than three meters wide.

Looking from the beach just now, you can see some taller pointed buildings, five or six stories high. Walking into the street now, the buildings on both sides are generally two-story structures.

There are also some trees on the street that were planted from plant seeds brought by some unlucky ghosts.

It looks very suitable for human habitation.

Zheng Yang went to the street to touch those buildings, and found that they were built with composite materials like cement and wood. Although the surface is mottled and old, it is protected by mysterious power.

These buildings are connected one by one, and the corridors facing the street are structures with high arches, just like a modern commercial street planned and built in a unified manner.

No matter how you look at it, this should be a human city, but the whole city is very quiet, dead silent everywhere. More than 50,000 holy skulls are distributed in a big city of 500 to 600 square kilometers, which means that there are less than 100 people per kilometer on average.

More than 90% of the buildings have their doors and windows closed. Occasionally, a holy skeleton walks aimlessly on the street. Seeing this team waving their skeleton hands to say hello from a distance, they have no intention of coming over to communicate.

The more people walked, the more disappointed they were.

No need to eat or drink, no work, no entertainment, and can only stay in this city forever... What is the point of this kind of redeemed skeleton life, even if it can live forever?

"Theoretically, the bones of these skeletons can withstand the pressure of sea water, and they can use the force field to return to the surface of the sea. Is there any other restriction that forces them to stay here?" Seyulali said in a low voice.

"It's possible!" Zheng Yang instinctively looked up at the light cluster in the sky, wondering if it had anything to do with it.

"Why don't they play cards, or organize some activities?" A transcendent said.

"Maybe I'm tired of playing!"

The young man who first provided the information also followed, and said at this time: "Many times, the holy skeletons are either practicing their beliefs, or their souls are sleeping."

"Don't they have nothing to pursue?"

"What else is there to pursue in a place like this?"

"I'd rather die than be a skeleton here!"

...

"That's because you haven't experienced the superiority of being a holy skull!" A voice suddenly sounded above their heads.

Everyone looked up and found that a window on the second floor was open, and a holy skull was standing by the edge of the window looking at them.

"At the beginning, I also rejected the transformation into the Holy Skull just like you, thinking that such a life would be boring. When I was so hungry that I had no strength, I decided to transform into a Holy Skull first, and when I couldn't bear the life style of the Holy Skull Then dissipate the fire of your own soul and completely end your life."

"Later, I found that transforming into a holy skull was the most correct choice. My spirit is eternal, my soul is immortal, and I have truly achieved immortality. We can still practice our beliefs and continue to evolve. As for some enjoyment as a human being, it has not attracted me. interest of."

"In fact, through the peace and fusion of the soul fire, you can also get some kind of pleasure from human beings, even stronger, but no holy skull will do that kind of meaningless thing!"

Everyone was even more disgusted.

What is not interesting and meaningless? This is so obvious that it is completely extinct!

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