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Deng Fan strolled along the deserted street, looking around from time to time, hoping to find someone he could communicate with to understand the situation. Even if he saw a cat or dog, it would be good.

The nearby buildings were not very tall, and in the distance, there was a tall building that seemed to reach into the clouds. However, Deng Fan estimated that the building was at least tens of kilometers away from him, or even further. If he could reach the highest level of the building, he would definitely be able to overlook the entire domain and perhaps discover something. However, it wasn't easy walking to that place, and he didn't know how to go along that route. If he took a detour, it might double his distance, and even if he was full, it would still be a difficult task.

He rubbed his stomach and could not help but regret that he did not eat dinner before heading to the haunted house to investigate. Moreover, he was mysteriously brought by a mysterious force to this strange place where there were no ghosts. At this moment, he raised his head to look at the sky, only to see that the sun had already reached its zenith. If he was teleported here, according to the time zone, this should be a European country. Deng Fan understood all of them, but he was unable to figure out which country it was from looking at the buildings. This was because the style of the buildings was not simple, rather, they included the styles of different nations.

Deng Fan slowly walked along the wide street, looking around at the completely different styles of buildings, he couldn't help but be even more surprised. He had never seen a country where buildings were so out of place, it was even weirder than seeing Japanese buildings in New York City.

He believed that everyone had experienced hunger before, and this feeling was not easy to bear. Especially when one's heart was pressed against one's back due to hunger, it was simply torture.

Although Deng Fan was not that hungry, his thirst for food was already very strong. His mind was filled with the desire to find something to eat, if he could see a canteen or a dessert shop in this kind of place, it would be like encountering an oasis in the desert, and finding a new continent in the ocean would be a pleasant surprise.

However, the result made Deng Fan disappointed.

He walked past several streets and found quite a few shops along the way. There were clothing stores, toy stores, electrical appliances stores and so on. There were no restaurants or even a small grocery store.

Where did everyone go?

Don't people eat here? Or had no one ever lived here? If there was no one around, wouldn't this be a dead city? However, even if it was a dead city, they should have at least seen corpses or skeletons, right?

Deng Fan could not understand, and felt a splitting headache. He could not help but shout hysterically, "Is there anyone here?"

As he shouted, his voice was as loud as a bell. The sound waves quickly spread and a person came out.

A man.

He was about thirty years old. His face was dark, his hair was a little loose, and his short white shirt was stained with dirt. It was obvious that he had not changed for a long time.

Deng Fan sensed that there was someone behind him and immediately turned around. He saw the man with fluffy hair standing at the corner of the street, staring straight at him.

Although this man looked a little strange, he was still a person.

Deng Fan immediately asked probingly: "Brother, can you tell me where I am?"

The man suddenly heard and smiled. Carrying his right hand behind his back, he walked towards Deng Fan and said, "I've finally found a living person."

Hearing that, Deng Fan was startled, he then asked: "Am I the first person to live?"

The man slowly nodded. At this point, he had already walked closer to Deng Fan, and said with a similar smile: "It's already been two days. It's been two days since I last saw half a living person. I'm almost in despair."

"How did you get here?" Deng Fan asked.

"Sigh, let's not talk about this first. I'm really hungry right now. Why don't we go find some food together?" the man suggested.

"Don't tell me you haven't eaten in two days!" Deng Fan suddenly thought of a very terrifying thing.

"More or less. Yesterday, I cooked a few birds and ate them. However, I won't be so lucky today." the man said.

"Beating a bird? Is there a shotgun here? " Deng Fan was stunned.

"I picked it up, but there's no bullets left." The man smiled.

"How long have you been here?"

"Just a few days."

Deng Fan exclaimed, and said: "I just arrived, and was brought over by a ray of light. How about you?"

"Let's find something to eat first! It's not too late to talk about it after you've eaten your fill. " The smile on the man's face was extremely brilliant. It was impossible to tell that he was a hungry person.

However, under the brilliant smile, there could be a malicious heart. This was what it meant by a fake smile.

Although the human expression was abundant, it was also because of this reason that it was difficult to discern the human's heart from their expression.

After all, it was hard to predict.

"Sure." Deng Fan nodded his head, he did not seem to be wary of this strange man at all.

"Let's go!" The man was all smiles as well, following that, he patted Deng Fan's shoulders with his left hand, "I have already explored over there, let's go this way!" After she finished speaking, she pushed Deng Fan forward first.

Deng Fan did not say much as he started walking.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly turned around and grabbed the right hand of the man behind him.

The man was holding a machete in his right hand!

It was just that he pretended not to suspect anything. Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, he immediately struck out, and the moment he made his move, he accurately grabbed the attacker's wrist.

"Why did you kill me?" Deng Fan stared at the man and asked.

The man revealed a sinister expression and said, "Because I'm hungry!"

"You want to eat me?" Deng Fan was stunned.

"Yes!" There's no food at all in this damn place. The fierceness in the man's eyes grew, and before he could finish, he swung out his left fist towards Deng Fan's face.

Deng Fan did not wait for the opponent to touch him, he arrived later, and with just one punch, he knocked the man down to the ground, while grabbing his blade.

The man sat on the ground, with blood flowing out of his nose, he touched his hands which were also dyed red. He could not help but be furious, he crawled up with all his might, and pounced towards Deng Fan.

In his eyes, Deng Fan was not a human, but food!

Because he was so hungry, he desperately wanted to find food that he had gone through great difficulty to find!

Deng Fan only took a single wrong step, causing the man to be thrown into the air.

Before the man could fall to the ground, he suddenly heard a "Chi" sound. A stream of blood spurted out from the man's forehead. He fell to the ground and immediately stopped moving.

Deng Fan's reaction was extremely fast, he immediately noticed that the man was shot and killed, the gunner was hiding inside a tall building in the distance. As a result, he immediately dodged to a room by the side of the road, temporarily not daring to be exposed on the street.

Seeing the man lying in the pool of blood, Deng Fan could not help but feel fear in his heart, thinking that if he did not dodge, the person who was killed might have been him!

But who could have hidden in the building and fired a gun?

No matter who it was, it meant that there were still people living in this unfamiliar place, and there were definitely more than one or two of them.

Deng Fan knew that the modern sniper rifle that had the furthest range in the world should be the American 'Death God' M200. The furthest distance it could reach was less than 3000 meters. However, he estimated that the sniper was at least four to five kilometers away from where he was. This range far exceeded the range of a normal sniper rifle. From this, Deng Fan determined that the technology level of this place was definitely above average in the world. The ones who brought him here should also be some kind of dark technology that he did not know about, such as teleportation machines. As for the intentions of the people who created this conspiracy, it was still a mystery.

After staying in the house for a while, Deng Fan finally returned to the street and ran in the opposite direction from where the sniper was hiding.

After about an hour of walking, there were no more people on the road. The dead were nowhere to be seen. The streets were as quiet as a graveyard. He could even hear his own breathing and heartbeat as he walked.

Just how big was this unfamiliar land? How many? Which are the enemy and which are the friends? Everything was still a mystery, a mystery that needed to be solved.

Although he couldn't see anyone, he was still alive. At least he wasn't killed by a sniper. It was hard to tell if he was lucky or unlucky.

Because if they couldn't leave this place and couldn't find food, it was like lost in the vast desert, they would die sooner or later. If that was really the case, then it would be better to be killed by a single shot. At the very least, it would be swift and decisive, killing him with a single shot. It would reduce the amount of pain he would have before his death.

As Deng Fan was walking past an intersection, he suddenly heard a "crackling" sound. When he looked towards the direction of the sound, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

A man had fallen to his death on the roadside not far from him. His head had been smashed into pieces by the hard floor, and his brain and blood were splattered all over the ground.

The victim was a man. His head had exploded and his body was in pieces. His face could no longer be seen.

Deng Fan slowly walked to the side of the corpse and stared at it for a while. Then, he shook his head and sighed. He saw a ten-storey building in front of him. This man probably jumped down from the roof and fell to his death. As for whether he killed himself or not, it was very hard to tell right now.

Deng Fan stood in front of the door of the building and thought about it, but in the end, he still walked into the building.

The building seemed to serve as an office building. There were quite a number of conference rooms and offices on the first floor. The power supply was also normal. However, there was nothing like a computer to communicate with. As for the phone call, Deng Fan had tried it a long time ago, but he could not get any signal at all.

Deng Fan searched the entire first floor, but didn't find anything of value. He then rode the elevator all the way to the top floor, and then walked up the stairs on foot to the top of the building.

There was indeed no one here. The entire building was like a huge empty shell. In other words, the man who had fallen was likely to commit suicide by jumping off a building out of despair.

Deng Fan stood on top of the building, leaning on the railing and looking at the ground, he only felt that the corpse that laid on the ground, with its head not even visible, was extremely terrifying.

Of course, this was not the first time he had seen a corpse. He had seen countless bloody scenes, but this was the first time he felt fear. This was a kind of indescribable, wondrous fear, or perhaps this was the original reaction of a human's fear of death when he was in dire straits.

Deng Fan was not someone who was afraid of death. He had been stabbed in the neck with a knife countless of times, even when he was pointing a gun at his head, but right now, he felt a little cold on his back, even though it was a hot day.