At this time, the capital city in Du Ruo's eyes bore obvious traces of the times. Most pedestrians wore clothes in black, gray, and blue. The buildings were low and short, with walls that were mottled and dilapidated. Occasionally, a small car could be seen driving down the street, but the ringing of bicycle bells was constant, light and pleasant to the ear.,Actually, there are many good things in the space. Before the apocalypse, I didn't prepare any supplies. After the apocalypse, every time I went to collect supplies, I saw those high-tech electronics or valuable jewelry, gold, cosmetics discarded in the mall, and I would collect some.,The old man became angry: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."。