There were several beasts on the farms where weeds were growing. Many varieties of broken cars sat abandoned and ruined on the highway. Some of them were tipped over, and the dust on the highway told its history.
A shadow walked on the highway.
"Reserve?"
Luo Feng walked on the shabby highway, recalling the past a long time ago when he first joined the Fire Hammer Squad and adventured in the wilderness. He remembered Chen Gu who used fiery weapons who was very friendly to him. He remembered Zhang Ke, who lost his arm. The Wei brothers, who were skilled with a scimitar… And of course, that captain Gao who was powerful with hammers…
"It's been more than 100,000 years."
