Oh, by the way, Lu Yuan is now connected to human civilization... He can pretend to be cool every day and enjoy the happiness of his ancestors! ! Preaching and answering questions is very pleasant. Don’t talk about benefits or not. Self-realization is the highest need in Maslow’s hierarchy of needs theory! As a result, the donkey-headed monster destroyed everything! Lu Yuan was furious, and even the extraordinary fire in his mind was burning. There is no room for turning back. Even if he retreats, where can he escape? He took a deep breath and shouted, "Very good, you took the initiative to provoke me!" The shelter 10 kilometers away finally arrived. He searched for some information in the data center at the fastest speed. Soon, a thick book was turned out from an ancient cabinet. On it were painted the map of the city in the past, as well as the structural diagrams of some major buildings...
The world has changed a lot, and time has passed. Most of the buildings have been buried in the ground, but the layout of many buildings has not changed. According to the map, the large air-raid shelter in the Salamander Valley is located in the center of the city and is connected to the subway. At this moment, his brain cells were extremely active, and he memorized the distribution of several entrances and exits of the subway station at a very fast speed. The air-raid shelter in the valley is actually very large. Part of it is within the miasma of the donkey-headed monster, but part of it is just outside the miasma. "This terrain is very good. It is the main battlefield I carefully selected. It may also be my grave..." "If I die, all the stories will be treated as if they never happened." Then, Lu Yuan had another full meal and added a [full of vitality] buff to himself. He carefully prepared some high-temperature torches. These torches are made of lizard fuel crystals and are very resistant to burning. Then he moved the storage space, poured out all the clothes and pants inside, and threw most of the torches into the storage space. The storage space just cannot carry life consciousness, but whether it is a burning torch or a moving dart, as long as it is material, it can carry it. "I am a person who possesses five divine skills... Although they are all auxiliary abilities, who stipulated that auxiliary abilities cannot be used?" Lu Yuan looked at the setting sun in the distance. Now, his storage space is a sea of fire! Because the flow of time inside the storage space is almost zero, this ball of fire looks like a fixed photo. Lu Yuan lit a few more braziers and put a few pieces of metal on them. The flames burned fiercely, emitting a high temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius. Soon, the entire iron basin was melted into molten steel. Touch the iron basin lightly with your fingers.
With a light "whoosh" sound, a blister immediately formed on your fingers. The molten steel was also stored in the storage space, and it was frozen like a photo. "You must touch it with your body to store it in the storage space. It would be great if you could store things with your mind." Lu Yuan washed his burned fingers with cold water and slowly repaired the wound through the "supernatural fire". Finally, he saw the metal ball again, which was the communication device with humans. The storage space was full of flames. Although the speed of time was almost zero, it was not zero after all. Lu Yuan was worried that the metal ball would be burned by the high temperature inside after it was put in. Moreover, he had to hide his "divine skills" in front of the donkey-headed monster. "This thing can't be put into the storage space." So he simply used a pulley to lift the metal ball, put it on a small cart, and slowly pushed it. With his current physique, it was not very strenuous. "Use it to shoot the battle scene. Even if I die, it can be regarded as a last lesson for mankind... Alas, let it be." After making these preparations, Lu Yuan set off again. The setting sun shone obliquely, a day with a gentle breeze, melting ice and snow, and warm spring breeze. On a day that should have been nothing, an invisible murderous intent emerged. The breeze blew on the face, making the ancient trees tremble. Occasionally, there were withered and yellow old leaves, withering in the wind, like fluttering butterflies. This old leaf that had persisted for a winter finally saw the bright spring. Listening to the "click" sound of the tires rubbing against the stones, Lu Yuan suddenly realized that his mentality had undergone a subtle change. The incomparable fear and anger turned into a windless lake, like a mirror, without any ripples. He was going to fight the unknown. The relatively panic-stricken old wolf, it thought of its wife and children, its hair stood up, but it was afraid of the donkey-headed monster, so it was extremely scared, so it wandered back and forth in anxiety and panic. This is where wolves are inferior to humans. Once people make up their minds, they can only do it. The strength of people lies in their courage to resist. But the wolf hesitated and hesitated. Of course, if the wolf is stronger than the human, Lu Yuan will call it "Werewolf Brother" in return. "Brother, please stop, this is it." "Ah?" Brother Wolf shook his tail. "Don't shout so loudly. If I charge head-on into that canyon and fight in such a spacious place, wouldn't that be courting death?" "There is a small passage here, we can take a shortcut."
Lu Yuan took the Excellence-level dagger and gently slashed at a large vine. Whoosh! The bronze dagger, like inserting a piece of tofu, pierced into the vine with almost no resistance, splashing milky white juice. After cutting open these vines, a building like a subway entrance was exposed on the wall behind. The large air-raid shelter is connected to various subway stations in all directions. And here is an entrance to the subway station. Down is a dark staircase. Under the illumination of the light, a large group of bats flew out of the subway entrance. Lu Yuan moved a few more stones blocking the way and glanced inside. As the most important shelter for civilization, the air-raid shelter is indeed not a shoddy project, and the structure inside is roughly preserved. After hundreds of years, the interior of the subway station has become a small ecosystem, with moss growing on the damp walls, snails and slugs everywhere, insects flying all over the sky, and rats, weasels, and bat feces everywhere. Who knows if there are some relatively strong mutant creatures? Lu Yuan didn't want to waste his energy here, so he released his aura. With the Salamander Suit and Spider Shield, he could completely intimidate most creatures. Push the metal ball gently. The ball rolled down a flat path specially used for carts with a "bang". "As a warrior who died bravely, he was still carrying a camera and broadcasting live before he died." Lu Yuan laughed at himself and slowly walked into the cave. He suddenly saw a cement statue engraved on the wall of the subway station. The dog-headed men on the statue, one big, one medium and one small, raised their hands high, smiled, and seemed to be looking forward to a better future. There was just a big crack on the wall, and it looked like the three members of the Meda civilization were cut in half... Tragedy is always more unforgettable than comedy. Tragedy is like a lion on the grassland, reminding the sheep that just graze. Lu Yuan was inspired and picked up a piece of charcoal and wrote a few large characters on the wall: "Humanity's 18th civilization, Lu Yuan, thank you, Meda civilization!" He really needs to thank Meda civilization. Without this relic, he would not be alive today. "But now the 18th civilization of mankind is also in danger, so just regard it as my last mark." The statue was silent, it just looked silently, just like it witnessed the decline of Meda civilization, it had witnessed everything, and didn't care to witness it once more. Lu Yuan hoisted the metal ball back onto the cart and walked slowly along the subway track towards the direction of Salamander Canyon.
The broken city rails and the aluminum alloy cabin became a large rat's nest. A pair of green eyes, hiding in the dark, stared at Lu Yuan passing by. There were some collapsed places in the subway tunnel, but fortunately, it was not completely blocked. Lu Yuan held up the torch and walked for half an hour. The narrow tunnel suddenly became bright, and the large air-raid shelter arrived. Lu Yuan used the high-temperature flame of the torch to burn through the lock of a security door and pushed it open heavily. The air was filled with thick dust, as if years had settled in it, leaving traces of the past in the air for a short time. A few hundred meters ahead, he saw a gray layer of miasma... Actually, it can't be considered miasma, but an idealistic field, and the light inexplicably became darker. Silent, gloomy, full of crisis... The battlefield of the duel is just ahead. The old wolf seemed a little timid when he saw the black "domain". Lu Yuan fell into a cold silence. He first observed the surrounding terrain and thought about the battle plan in his mind. He had been thinking about how to kill a being that seemed to have wisdom and was more powerful than himself. Traps, only traps. Not long after, Lu Yuan found a thick warehouse nearby. The floor and walls were made of high-strength reinforced concrete, and there was a dusty gold brick left in the corner. He finally understood why the Salamander had so many gold bricks. It turned out that they were taken from this vault... "The vault is almost sealed, without even a vent. It's a perfect tomb." Lu Yuan pushed it. The door was very thick. It was a heavy metal door, which might weigh several tons. There were several tires under the door, and the pulleys were rusted. When pushed hard, it made a terrifying "squeak". So he pushed the door with all his strength, leaving only one body length. After the heavy door was closed, it was almost impossible to reopen it. "This is a good place...a place for fire attack." Lu Yuan's eyes lit up and he became excited. What he had to do now was how to trick the donkey-headed monster in.