From the Abyss of Stars Part 1

008. P-205 Shelter

008. P-205 Shelter

Nature is only slightly affected by technological heroes and generally not swayed by human will, but civilization is.

Traditional human ethics collapse and change rapidly with the advent of technology.

Li Aozhi walked on the frost-covered sand sea. To his left, the remnants of past glories lay buried, with statues of former leaders raising their left hands, physically halfway into the ground, their marble faces riddled with bullet holes and erosion.

On his right, things were relatively better. The raging sandstorms mixed with ice particles would quickly drain energy and warmth from a person. If one didn't adopt a low center of gravity and crawl, even a 200-pound man would be knocked down by the violent icy sandstorm.

It's hard to imagine, but the place Li Aozhi was in was less than 30 kilometers from a human settlement, yet within this 30-kilometer radius, it was completely barren.

The black and red smoky clouds drifted slowly overhead. Li Aozhi raised his hand, wiped the snowy mud off the back of his hand, and checked his electronic watch.

9:11 AM.

"Phew..."

Through his mask, he exhaled a breath of white mist, his gray eyes narrowing into slits.

It's hard to describe the environment of the outside world. It's not bright, but calling it dark would be an exaggeration.

The black-red twilight resembled blood-stained battlefields, oppressive clouds making it hard to breathe. No one could use the word 'relaxed' here.

Dim, chaotic—this was the most direct description Li Aozhi could think of.

He didn't use any lighting tools. In the outside world, exposing a light source was like inviting death. This seemingly deserted life-forbidden zone was teeming with hidden hunters.

While Li Aozhi was confident he could take down one or two unarmed low-level Rule Four agents, that was only because they were ordinary people; there were hardly any extraordinary beings at the county border.

But those who survived in the outside world were ruthless bloodthirsty killers.

Even the truck driver who had just taken him out of Frost, accustomed to long-haul transport, had thick layers of bulletproof glass and indestructible doors covered in scars. Drivers from all four countries only dared to use fog lights in heavy fog, never daring to emit a single light otherwise.

"That guy dropped me off in the wrong place; the shelter entrance is to the west."

Li Aozhi was a bit frustrated but didn't blame the driver. Under normal circumstances, drivers from the four countries wouldn't dare to stop, so misidentifying the location was normal.

He wore a thick coat, even though Frost, as a northern country, had thick daily clothing. It still seemed thin compared to the cold of the outside world. His sweat and clothes froze together, stiff like an ice block, making every move slow.

Li Aozhi didn't carry any special exploration equipment, but based on his experience, it was about minus forty degrees, not too cold. In the depths of the outside world, like Hell Valley, temperatures could reach minus two hundred seventy degrees, where even the best protective suits couldn't last 30 seconds.

He groped around, feeling that the environment was somewhat familiar, then switched to a half-kneeling, half-crawling posture to move slowly. Li Aozhi kept searching between the snow and sand; the shelter was buried underground, with only a thick metal shell on the outside. Once he found the metal shell, he could find the entrance.