Chapter 103
"But in fact, dividing the flags doesn't make much sense. At most, it can only distinguish the convoys. This wilderness is so big, in addition to the categories I mentioned, there are other naming methods. In short, walking in this wilderness If you stay there for a long time, you can see everything." said the person in the same car.
As he spoke, he tightened his tight clothes.
Those of them sitting on the roof of the car all had their backs to the direction of travel, so that the wind brought by the driving would blow from their backs and be blocked by their clothes.
But it was still cold when it should be cold. The raincoat-like clothes issued by the team were good at windproof, but not very warm. So others were wearing thick clothes underneath their outer clothes.
City No. 88 was far away in sight. The car was not driving smoothly, but the bumps were not excessive.
Zhang Cishun and the others chatted with the people in the car from time to time. Through the conversation, he learned the names of these people and a lot of information about the team.
Yunqi Racing Team is considered an old racing team in the wilderness. No, it is not appropriate to use the name of an old racing team. It is more appropriate to use a time-honored brand. The name Yunqi is old, but the people in the team have changed from generation to generation, and the original ones have long since disappeared.
Not many of these people in the wilderness can live to old age normally. Most of them died from various disasters, from freezing to death or from injuries caused by diseases. In short, good death is a very unfamiliar word to them, but there are always lucky people who can live to grow old.
When the physical functions of those old people are no longer suitable for traveling in the wilderness, they will seek a numbered city and sell the biggest secrets they hide in exchange for the price of living in the numbered city.
But it's clear that in most cases the secrets are buried with them in the wilderness. So over time, everyone no longer cares about these, and instead, they have the spirit of living one day at a time.
Zhang Cishun asked them where their destination was, and the answer was Shelter No. 114. He told Zhang Cishun that Shelter No. 114 was the place where the wilderness army gathered the most when the cold winter came in the northern wilderness.
Because the facilities there are the best, they will spend the four coldest months there and then continue southward to a warmer place during the two months of cold winter. Then there was exchange of information between the north and the south in exchange for supplies, and then when the scorching summer came, they escaped the scorching heat and drought and headed north again.
The cycle goes on and on!
This is the life of most Wilderness troops.
Of course not entirely. Regarding special cases, he told Zhang Cishun several color flags. The color flags are not like them, wandering around in the wilderness, but they have a fixed area for activities and even set up a camp. But he has rarely seen the shadows of color flags. They do not follow the tracks of safe garbage trucks, but go deep into unexplored dangerous areas.
Then he told Zhang Cishun a story about his past, saying that when he was young, he followed a convoy into the desert, and ended up running into a sandstorm for half a month. They stayed in the car and watched helplessly as the car was buried. Fortunately, it was not buried deeply, and I brought special tools with me at the time, so I was able to struggle out, but when I saw the light again, I found the wreckage of an entire convoy.
The corpses in the convoy were rotting into disgrace, and the vehicles were so torn apart that their original appearance was almost lost. Only half of the colorful flags were fluttering in the wind.
He was sighing when he told this story, and then when Zhang Cishun asked him how you came out of the desert, his face suddenly became embarrassed.
After coughing twice, he said that he had also forgotten.
But how could such an obvious lie fool anyone, so he simply told the whole story.
It turns out that this story was told by another team when he was drinking in City 114. The story must be true because the other team took out their flags to see it.
A few people laughed, and the matter passed.
The garbage truck was moving very fast, and they were chatting in the car. When the sky got dark, the surrounding environment had become completely unfamiliar.
But it wasn't bumpy anymore as they hit the road. Although this road is a bit broken and has been crushed into shape, some of its original appearance can still be vaguely seen. Zhang Cishun even saw a... metal pole!
It stood so abruptly on the roadside, bare and covered with rust. Zhang Cishun guessed that it was a road sign before the end of the world, but he couldn't tell for sure. Whose street sign could last for centuries?
Just when Zhang Cishun was listening to other people's chats and looking at the setting sun, the people in the car stuck their heads out of the window, reached out and patted the roof of the car, attracting the attention of the people above. .
"Here, let's see if it's enough..." The other party handed something over and didn't throw it away, because once the thing was taken away, it would be thrown behind the car very quickly, so it had to be caught with your hands.
Zhang Cishun was not sitting on this side. Wen Yan was sitting on the outside. She took it and opened the bag and took a look.
Food, water.
They are all individually packaged, obviously divided according to the number of heads. One serving per person.
She took out one copy and put it in her arms, then handed it to Jing Shuo who was beside her. Jing Shuo handed it to Zhang Cishun, and then passed one copy to everyone on the roof of the car in turn.
"Damn! I'm eating this on the first night..." Chi Zhong, who was sitting next to Zhang Cishun, cursed, but he still opened it and put it in his mouth and devoured it.
Mashed potatoes solidified into balls, and water bags. The standard equipment for a person is three balls and a water bag, which is not much. To describe it as barely is barely enough.
But the people in the car didn't seem surprised. Apparently this was a normal weight for them.
Zhang Cishun didn't eat, just drank some water. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the water smells like sand, but I checked the system panel to see if there are any other additives in it.
Probably the smell of sand and dust in the air.
"Don't fall asleep at night. On the one hand, it's cold and it's easy to get sick. On the other hand, our team is on the sideline, so we have to pay attention to safety." The sun went down and it was dark, Chi Zhong
said to Zhang Cishun and the others.
"We can't stay awake all this time..." Jing Shuo started. He had already taken a nap in the afternoon and didn't sleep very well. Because every time he bumped, he always felt like he was going to fly out.
"When the sun comes up tomorrow and we change cars, we can sleep again." Chi Zhong said with a grin.
This was Zhang Cishun's first night in the wilderness.
Very uneasy and uncomfortable.
Sleepless, but this is not a big problem for Zhang Cishun, Jingshuo or Wen Yan. Regardless of whether they are qualified or integrated, the gradual improvement of physical strength and mental strength will give them the capital to stay up late again.
But more important than this is the drop in temperature at night. It was a really cold breeze.
The other people on the roof of the car no longer wanted to talk. Most of them cuddled together, looking at the stars, and staying up late with great difficulty.
Zhang Cishun finally understood why they were so afraid of the cold wave. According to their method, if the garbage truck arrived a little later and the cold wave caught up, they would really have to reduce their number.
"Give me your hand." Zhang Cishun reached out and patted Wen Yan.
She huddled against the cold wind, and because of her location, the wind was even stronger. He had planned to let her in earlier, but she refused.
"What for?" Wen Yan asked, but still stretched out his hand.
Zhang Cishun grabbed him. Her hands were cold, with no warmth at all.
The other hand pressed the plastic hood, and at the same time covered his eyes with his right hand. And at this moment, the aperture lit up!
The nanorobots in his body began to move, gathered in the palm of his hand, and penetrated into Wen Yan's body hand-to-hand.
Nanorobots quickly formed a line of defense under Wen Yan's skin to help her resist the cold.
Wen Yan felt it when the nanorobot entered his body. On the one hand, it was because of her qualified ability that she 'knew', and on the other hand, it was because Zhang Cishun's body temperature still remained on the nanorobots that entered her body.
When the barrier was formed in the body, Wen Yan really felt better.
"Thank you." She said seriously.
"You're welcome." Zhang Cishun took back his hand.
Then the apertures in his eyes quickly went out.
There is a saying that the aperture in the eyes of a fusion person when using his ability is really a conspicuous sign. Zhang Cishun considered whether it was time to get some contact lenses for people like him to block it. I just don’t know if there are still contact lenses in this world... After all, medicine is so advanced, and diseases such as myopia can be easily cured and are not considered diseases.
"Should we follow them to Numbered City 114?" Jing Shuo asked.
"You can go and have a look. Anyway, I'm curious about what other numbered cities are like. The isolation and development of No. 88 is too abnormal..." Zhang Cishun whispered: "And they didn't say that there will be many in No. 114 City Are the convoys gathering? We can exchange some information with them then. We know too little about the wilderness." "
If you want to know anything, you can actually ask me. My abilities...well, you know." Wen Yan said .
Having recovered, she ate something and drank half a bag of water. Now she is in high spirits.
"There will always be intersections with the team." Zhang Cishun said.
The night is hard.
In the second half of the night, Zhang Cishun was looking at the sky in a daze, but suddenly realized that something was not right around him.
"Tall building?!"
No! It’s not a tall building, it’s a ruin!
"It's a city before the end of the world." Wen Yan said.
The roads in the urban area are easier to walk, but there are limitations, especially when the road is opened by garbage trucks. Considering the width of the garbage truck, it is not convenient to travel on the urban roads. Zhang Cishun originally thought that he would not be able to see the urban area. But they didn't expect the garbage truck to take them into the city.
This should be a main road, at least sixteen lanes or above. And despite this, garbage trucks are still moving across both sides of the road.
Probably because this road is the route taken by the garbage truck itself, there are no obstacles on the road. Or maybe there was originally one, but it was 'violently pushed away' by a garbage truck.
Zhang Cishun was very curious about what materials the garbage truck was made of and what was used to provide power. There were so many convoys hanging behind him like barnacles, but they didn't have any impact on it.
The ruins of the building flew past Zhang Cishun and the others on their right, making it difficult for them to see clearly what was going on inside the building. But it may not be necessary to see clearly. After all, after so many years, there may not be anything left in the city.
And when driving on a safe road for garbage trucks, even if there is something in the city's buildings, it will most likely be cleaned up by people from other teams.
Thinking about it, Zhang Cishun's novelty of seeing the city disappeared a little.
Not long after, just when they thought the garbage truck would continue heading toward the city, it did not. Instead, it slowed down slightly at an intersection and then turned.
For a garbage truck, steering is not a difficult task, but the problem is that there are a lot of followers behind it. When it turns, the people on the truck will be in bad luck.
The cars at the back of the convoy were better, and they simply collided with the car in front. But the car in front was different. Not only did it collide with the car in the convoy, but it also had close contact with the car in the convoy next to it. .
Amidst a heart-wrenching metal creaking sound, the garbage truck continued to move forward with the convoy and the curses of the convoy.
"Look!"
Suddenly, Wen Yan pulled Zhang Cishun.
Then when Zhang Cishun looked over, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the city that was gradually moving away in front of him.
"There are... creatures!"
"Creatures?" Zhang Cishun squinted his eyes and looked over, but... he only saw the pupils of beasts that lit up at night.
"Doomsday beast?" Zhang Cishun asked suspiciously. He didn't see it very clearly, because the thing was inside the building, and only the light from its eyes attracted attention, which was what Zhang Cishun saw immediately after looking over. But perhaps their gaze was discovered, and the things in the building quickly hid in the shadows and disappeared.
Wen Yan frowned and thought. As her question arose, the sudden answer lingered in her mind.
She quickly previewed the news that appeared, and said:
"It's not the Doomsday Beast yet..."
"Now?"
"It means that its current state is transforming from a beast to a Doomsday Beast...or in other words, its core is transforming into a Doomsday Beast..." It takes shape inside the body." Wen Yan said quickly.
This was the first time she knew and saw the Doomsday Beast in its transformation stage.
Moreover, the opponent does not seem to be as irrational as the Doomsday Beast. It only knows the desire to attack and kill living creatures. At this stage, it still maintains the habits of a beast. It is natural to perceive threats and avoid them.
"This shouldn't be a good thing." Zhang Cishun frowned, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his idea was wrong.
"But maybe. What's the principle behind a garbage truck finding a safe path? Such a big truck can still be called a bus in the wilderness..." Zhang Cishun hoped to get the answer from
Wen Yan. But this time, he was going to be disappointed.
"I don't know that. I have no way of getting information about it."
(End of Chapter)