Chapter 897 Disaster prediction, fog barrier!
“Hmm, today is a good day.”
The gate of Hope Town.
Duan Xiong, who had eaten and drank enough, walked out of the town gate with his head held high, humming a tune that only he understood.
Behind him, thirty or forty people who had followed the Siping caravan filed out.
"Brother, wouldn't it be too much of a loss if we just change the engine with so many things?"
Duan Bang, the deputy manager of the caravan, was a little worried. He glanced at the smiling townspeople next to him. Something feels wrong.
“You know a hammer, this engine is treasured by many people!”
“Someone takes it?” Duan Bang was stunned for a moment.
He is not one of those "little white rabbits" newly added to the caravan who doesn't understand anything.
Duan Xiong turned his head and said with blazing eyes: "You won't forget it so quickly, right? Go straight north along this road and turn a corner. Isn't it that the newly emerged forces like this kind of black technology at first glance? The price they offer is never low, maybe we can exchange it for some good "self-defense" items."
Duan Xiong emphasized the word "self-defense". .
The next wave of disaster is about to come. When a caravan is traveling outside, it is inevitable that it will encounter a gathering of hungry people.
At this time, a certain amount of firepower is very important, at least to ensure that the other party will not go crazy and lose their mind.
And if the gathering place you encounter is not strong, you may be able to temporarily transform into a bandit if you have certain weapons, and you will be able to gain weight in one or two waves.
"Can this broken engine be replaced?"
Duan Bang still questioned in disbelief, and at the end he did not forget to add:
"Brother, Brela's The reputation is not very good. Who doesn’t know that they are the bridgehead that the hidden Aurora will create? If this group of people becomes malicious and wants to take advantage of others, we have no way to counter it.”
“ Are you stupid? The earth is dead but people are alive."
Duan Xiong glanced at his stupid brother dissatisfied.
"If he really has the idea of taking advantage of others, we are not good at it, can we let him eat it so easily?"
"Besides."
"Brela is attracting attention now. Many people have already rushed over. Even if we don't trade with them, we should at least see what medicine these people are selling. "
Duan Bang reminded.
“Don’t you mean they are players left over from the previous era?”
Duan Xiong shook his head.
“Real information will never spread as fast as rumors. We still have to find out whether it is true or not.”
For a caravan that has to travel through half of the New World on one road For one thing, just buying and selling goods is not enough to attract so many people to join regardless of the danger.
The boss of the caravan cannot earn enough profit from it to support a family of hundreds of people.
What can really benefit the caravan is the various intelligence services that everyone in the wasteland needs.
They can use their bodies to ignore radio wave shielding and bring what happens on the east coast of the New World to the west coast, the middle, and even the north coast.
They can help find people, and can travel around major human gathering places with portraits or descriptions.
They accept escorts. The larger the caravan, the more expensive the escort charges and it is safer.
Any job that requires manual communication, they can find the link that needs them and recommend themselves.
Therefore, the more you travel and the more you see, the more you can earn.
This sentence has long been regarded as truth by the caravans.
“Let’s go. Although this Hope Town is a gentle and nostalgic place, we don’t have the money to stay any longer.”
He waved to the back greedily. Duan Xiong sighed and quickened his pace.
Somehow, the more he looked at the hotel proprietress in the past two days, the more she looked like his mother who had not yet arrived.
She is so kind and kind, and the room she tidies always has a reassuring smell.
The guard at the door looked like his dead father, and his broad shoulders made him not worried about the intrusion of outside thieves.
Of course, Duan Xiong would have wanted to stay for two more days if the damn Yuan Dian charge hadn't been too expensive.
“Come back when you have money, no, when you make money later, maybe you can buy a station here.”
Getting on the ferry to the border of the territory, Duan Xiong looked at Outside the window, I was a little lost in thought for a moment.
To be honest, he admired the lord of Tianyuan Territory for being able to build such a well-organized town from scratch in just a few months, and the planning of the town was considered from the early stage. To the convenience of foreign traveler caravans.
At the same time, the people living here are also very different from other gathering places. They seem to have not lost the moral standards of the civilized era and still have a certain degree of self-restraint.
This is not pretending. In two days, he personally talked to hundreds of people, and he could clearly feel the inner peace of these people.
Of course, if Shi Shixiong looks back at this time, he may be surprised to find that the town he just left has been wrapped in a light mist, and it seems to have changed into a different appearance.
But the speed of the ferry car was quite fast. Before anyone noticed it, they crossed a small slope and hid everything in the blind spot.
“Manager Duan, we have reached the border.”
"Huh?" Duan Xiong was still thinking about other things, but Wen Da's reminding voice came to his ears.
Looking around, I saw that just a moment later, the ferry car had already sent everyone out, saving a lot of legwork.
"Thank you so much, thank you Brother Wen for your hospitality."
Smiling from the bottom of his heart, Duan Xiong quickly thanked him and asked people to get out of the car.
But before everyone could stand still.
Wow!
The dark sky, which was originally calm, suddenly vibrated up and down, like a river surface blown by the wind.
Ripples flashed past, the sky was kneaded into dough, and obvious wrinkles began to appear.
And in the folds, more and more white gas began to appear, and in an instant, the sun with its faint light shrouded the back.
The sky is getting dark again.
Wisps of hot wind flew out of the mist.
“No, is a disaster coming?” Duan Xiong was startled and hurriedly opened the game panel.
Sure enough, the game panel has changed its appearance at this time.
Although the buttons distributed on it are exactly the same as before, there is no new disaster announcement popping up for the time being.
But on the top layer of the panel, a white mist similar to the white gas in the sky gradually appeared, thick and thick, slowly covering the interface below.
And in the white mist, a number was slowly changing.
07:59:19
“Disaster announcement, it’s the next disaster announcement time!”
“There are still eight hours, it’s so confusing, why this time? No warning in advance?”
“Looking at it, the disaster won’t happen immediately, right?”
"What is this white mist? Could it be a biological weapon?!"
"No way, I just saw a little hope of the sun recovering, and the mist actually pushed the sun behind again."
"Have you ever felt that the warmth brought by the sun has not disappeared, but the visible light has been blocked?"
"No, how about we go back to Hope Town and hide for a while? Time?”
“.”
The caravan members jumped out of the car and began to discuss the matter. Many people suggested that they should go back to the town and hide for a while.
During a disaster, it is not a good time to do business.
For them, as long as they walk in uninhabited territory, they have to bear the punishment of disasters multiple times at all times. "We have to leave quickly and rush to the next place before the disaster breaks out."
Duan Xiong spoke solemnly, directly interrupting everyone's extravagant hopes.
"The disaster may not be coming soon now. If we stay, it will undoubtedly be more difficult to go forward in the future."
"What's more,"
"This disaster does not look like it is coming soon. It will be over.”
Although he is not at the forefront of every disaster, he can come to the New World to organize a caravan, and his experience in survival actually surpasses 99% of people.
Especially the most important disaster warning, he secretly collected a lot of valuable information and never sold it outside.
"Let's go. Thank you to the brothers in Tianyuan Territory. I wish you can survive the next disaster smoothly."
"Let's meet again in three months."
With a wave of his hand, Duan Xiong quickly organized his team and headed north cautiously with his men.
In the eyes of outsiders, Hope Town was a huge town. As the last team withdrew, everything began to slowly transform.
The clean and tidy town roads disappeared in the mist, and were replaced by slightly dirty gravel roads.
The neat concrete buildings beside the town road also disappeared, leaving only a few connected corridor-shaped prefab houses.
The villagers' clothes continued to fade, gradually turning into a dirty khaki color with patches and gaps on them.
And even everyone's complexion has changed from rosy to the color of withered yellow vegetables due to malnutrition.
“The fourteen-day wealth experience card is finally over!”
Looking at everything returning to its “poverty and poverty” appearance, Marshal Wang let out a breath and relaxed. Come down.
This thing.
Restraint and standard use may produce unexpected miraculous effects.
But if used to deceive oneself, it is much more dangerous than the hallucinogenic contraband on earth that makes people linger.
"Are you afraid that you can't get out?"
Sumo, who was standing next to him, had a kind look in his eyes.
In terms of prosperity and wealth, I am used to seeing Hope City in the wasteland of the future. The simulated Hope Town is nothing, not even comparable to the small Sangtian Town.
Besides, not even Hope City made him feel reluctant to leave.
On the contrary, this dilapidated Hope Village is the "home" he has witnessed with his own eyes, built brick by brick.
“It’s not that I’m afraid that I won’t be able to get out, but I’m worried that I’ll play bigger in the future. Lord Su, you should understand what I mean.”
“Of course I understand, but you don’t have to Worry, this thing consumes a lot of energy.
Just simulating a small town for 10,000 people almost used up the energy we had saved for more than two months. "
Sumo glanced at Marshal Wang with a tense face with interest, and couldn't help but wonder whether he could hand over the second village in the territory to him to establish and manage.
Chen Shen's character Shrewd and introverted, he is good at system awareness, communication skills, key planning and other tasks such as dispatching troops.
He hopes that the village will be more agricultural in nature, focusing on development and storage.
Marshal Wang is better at personal charm, executive ability, adaptability, etc.
Under his management, the Origin Camp tends to be an open and inclusive economic village that focuses on expansion and trade.
Two people in the same village are not perfect complements.
But for a territory, it can be divided into two parts: one inside and one outside.
"Lord, is the sky above our heads also affected by virtual reality?"
A vague vibration passed through.
Marshal Wang suddenly raised his head and looked at the rolling clouds and seeping mist.
Standing on the Iron Stone Mountain, he could see more. It was obvious that there were cracks in the folds, and white mist floated out of them.
"No, it should be the next disaster is coming?"
Opening the game panel and glancing at the time on it, Sumo confirmed his judgment.
Although it is slightly different from the description of this fog in the future world, judging from this posture, it should be strong but not weak.
"It seems that the previous confrontation between Adam and the game still caused a backlash."
"Maybe the items I brought out were detected by it and triggered some rules?"
Su Mo knew it in his heart, but his expression remained as usual.
Seeing how calm he was, Marshal Wang couldn't help but feel relieved, and the two continued to chat about future plans.
On the other side, Chen Shen and others hurried up from the foot of the mountain, panting and bringing a lot of new news.
"Director, the latest monitoring news came from Professor Lu. Now the direct thermal radiation of the sun has returned to the normal value, but the increase has not slowed down at all, and is still rising at a stable rate."
"It is expected that in the next eight hours, the temperature in the New World will quickly return to above 20 degrees!"
"So soon?!"
Su Mo raised his eyebrows, if there is any He said in surprise.
There is a lot of snow accumulated on the entire surface. If it keeps for a long time, the temperature will inevitably get lower and lower.
At the same time, these snow accumulations will also greatly damage the soil fertility of the New World, causing irreversible negative effects.
In the future wasteland, the game slowly heats up during heavy fog and guides the snow to gradually disappear in a special way.
But now, his methods are obviously much more violent, if not guided.
Is there a
risk of flooding?
"There is also new data from the Ministry of Communications. They say that these sudden fogs can significantly block the transmission of electromagnetic waves, which is more serious than the shielding of thousands of miles of mountains. According to the data model calculation, if the fog covers us in the future, the electromagnetic waves will The communication distance will drop to 300 meters as never before, or even shorter."
Sumo nodded.
“What else?”
Chen Shen thought for a moment and continued.
“We were blocked by the fog.”
"Blocked?" Su Mo frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"More and more mist appears in the cracks in the sky, and some of it has already escaped. The darker fog is very strange. Wherever this kind of deep fog appears, it feels like there is an invisible wall? We have to go around the light fog next to it."
“Is there such a strange thing?”
Sumo looked down intently, and sure enough he saw that the fog that appeared around the village was vaguely divided into two types: white fog and gray fog.
At this time, many villagers were gathered around curiously, testing the difference between the two mists.
The white mist is shallow, and when a person enters, only his body is wrapped in it, causing light to fold, similar to ordinary fog commonly seen on the earth.
The gray fog becomes thicker as time goes by, like a barrier made of black and gray masonry, isolating the inside and outside.
“The lord is in trouble! After we just sent away the people from the Siping caravan, the borders of our territory have been wrapped in the inexplicable fog, and now we can’t get out of most places!”
At the foot of the mountain, Wen Da, who had just finished seeing off the guests, rushed up.
He shouted loudly, bringing bad news that made everyone feel numb.
(End of this chapter)