In a dark room where the broken floor was covered with moss, there was a half-open iron cabinet with two animal skin coats hanging on top, and a yellowed booklet in the corner. On the cover of the booklet it was written; ‘A Visitor's Guide to Clearspring City Third Ecology Park’.0

This was the security room of Clearspring City Third Ecological Protection Park, but there had been no tourists for a long time, and there were no security guards. There was only a group of marauders occupying the place.1

The radio on the table was playing the pre-war classical music by The Voice of Boulder City.0

Sitting behind the table with his legs crossed, Tuss lazily lit a cigarette, looked at the curling smoke, and squinted his eyes slightly.0

He couldn't remember how long such a relaxed and comfortable life had passed. It might have been more than 10 years. 0

He still had the habit of keeping a diary before, but he didn't know that many words, so he gave up after trying a few times.0

Footsteps soon came from outside his door.0

Tuss skillfully opened the drawer containing the revolver, but his eyebrows relaxed slightly when he saw his confidant appearing at the door.0

However, the drawer was not pushed back.0

"Boss, the goods for the next transaction are ready." The man in the animal skin coat lowered his head slightly....0