Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

But in the next period of time.

In Tianhai City, everything was calm and nothing happened.

A month passed quickly, and Zhang Yi lived in a tense state every day.

As a result, he had to call Zhou Ke'er every night to give him a full body muscle massage to relax his body and mind.

People in other regions did not take this matter seriously. After all, everything that happened during this period came only from Zhang Yi's mouth.

Perhaps the so-called invasion of the mysterious civilization of Star Island Fog Valley is just Zhang Yi's personal imagination.

After all, in the eyes of others, Zhang Yi has always been the type who likes to make a big deal out of every little thing.

Even if something really happened, Tianhai City would be the first to suffer, so they don't need to worry too much.

……

Located in the sea thousands of kilometers southeast of Huaxu State.

For two years, this place has been shrouded in thick gray fog. No living creatures dare to approach easily within the sea area.

The fish in the coastal waters have long since died out.

With Star Island as the center, a life-restricted zone with a radius of 500 kilometers has been formed.

Looking down from space, you will find that this is a very standard circular area.

From the battle of Star Island until today, warships from the East China Sea Region and the Columbia Ocean Fleet patrol the surrounding area every day.

In their eyes, this is both a mysterious forbidden zone for life and a huge treasure.

Awe and greed make them try every possible means to break through the mystery of Star Island Fog Valley and obtain the treasures within.

My sight quickly descended from the sky, passing through a vast abyss and tens of thousands of meters of rock and soil. Continuing downward, I suddenly found a clearing.

This was a vast and expansive world. Above the rocky walls rose a dome that stretched across the vast expanse of space. Above the dome, deep blue and purple minerals filled the air, creating a silky mist. Within the mist, the dark minerals shimmered with light, dotted like stars, resembling a galaxy.

The sky is a collection of useless and dying stars.

Under the dome, on a thousand-foot-high cliff, sat quietly a strange man covered in black armor and with a long tail.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky, but suddenly let out a deafening roar!

late at night.

Around Fog Valley, warships from Columbia and the East China Sea region are conducting their daily patrols.

On the Colombian warship, it was freezing cold outside, but the temperature inside was comfortable.

Daily patrols have been going on for two years. Except for the last Fog Valley riot, it has been peaceful here for most of the time.

Patrolling day after day has long made the sailors on these warships accustomed to the boring life.

So late at night, they gathered together as usual, passing the time with rum and Texas Hold'em.

By the middle of the 21st century, warships had developed to a fairly advanced level, especially Colombia, which has the world's strongest navy. Their warships not only have powerful combat capabilities, but also have an exceptionally comfortable internal environment.

Compared to ordinary people after the apocalypse, life here is like heaven.

The drunkards' shouts, the cries of those who won at the gamble, and the sounds of smashing cups all blended into one symphony.

In the control room, the first mate and the driver on duty dared not slack off at all. They had to inspect the foggy area according to the established patrol route.

This process may be dangerous.

This includes the possibility of collision with warships in the East China Sea region.

The first mate sat in a chair, his cold eyes like a bald eagle. He ordered his crew members:

"Everyone, be alert! Don't slack off. In this damn place, you never know when an accident might happen."