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.,Fortunately, Du Ruo's strength had also increased significantly in addition to her spatial abilities. In order to survive, Du Ruo went to a large city's survival base. The base was managed by soldiers and was relatively orderly. The higher-ups spared no effort for the survival of humanity.,After a while, Lao Zhou came out of the security room. Facing Du Ruo, his face softened.。