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.,"It must have been tough coming all the way from your hometown to Beijing, right" Old Zhou said with a concerned look:。