Guixu Immortal Kingdom

Chapter 30 Black Sandstorm

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The Baxia Treasure is a one-time use item. Once used, it will no longer possess any new supernatural power and will be treated as an ordinary object. If there had been time before, the High Priest might have been able to take it away, but under the threat of the Black Sandstorm, he chose to leave without hesitation to avoid being swept away by it. His fear of such a natural disaster is evident.

However, it doesn't want it, but Ji Tianhao does.

Anyway, it wasn't difficult to get it, and after learning that it was a one-time use rare treasure, no one paid much attention to it.

As the black sandstorm approached, preparations began to be made to cope with it.

Inside the hotel, Ji Tianhao wasn't worried about anything else. He had already stored almost everything he needed in his spatial storage, and carried the important items with him. Now, his main concern was acquiring resources. The ground was covered with the corpses of dead and wounded venomous snakes from the battlefield.

At this time, others didn't have the energy to collect it, but he did.

Income potential is a valuable resource.

If left unattended, they would all be buried and disappear when the black sandstorm came. Just thinking about it is a pity. Rather than waste them, it's better to keep them for ourselves. This collection yielded tens of thousands of snake corpses, a huge amount collected at once.

The remains of the giant python, in particular, were a primary target.

However, we didn't stay for too long, as time was too tight.

After only a short delay, a dark patch appeared on the eastern horizon. The most noticeable change there was that the already dim sky suddenly turned pitch black, as if a large patch of dark clouds was rapidly spreading. Gusts of wind were blowing constantly, and grains of sand were flying wildly through the air. When they landed on my face, I could feel the force contained within each grain of sand.

Woohoo! !

In the wind, one could almost hear the roars of a black dragon, its furious cries echoing.

Tearing through the void, it gives one a powerful sense of pressure.

"We can't stay outside any longer, the black sandstorm is really coming."

Looking up at the void, the golden moon was already hanging in the sky, emitting an almost eerie light. The faint stinging pain did not appear on his body. Even if there was light, the moment it would damage his eyes, it would be naturally absorbed by the black hole in his body and merged into the black hole.

Black holes have the ability to devour all light; it's an instinct.

"The month of calamity will change every month, and each time it means facing completely different disasters. It is not easy to survive in this Ruins of Return."

Ji Tianhao felt a chill run down his spine.

After only a day or two of falling into the Ruins, I clearly felt the constant life-or-death crisis.

Before, things were alright in the initial land, where only the giant pythons threatened their lives. Now, however, they have to face the myriad races of the heavens in the Ruins of Return, and countless unseen natural disasters.

Seeing the increasingly dense dark clouds in the distance, he didn't hesitate any longer and turned to rush towards the hotel. He first arrived at the lobby on the first floor and saw a large number of people in the lobby. Whether they were survivors inside the hotel or homeless people outside, they were all doing the same thing.

They took out all sorts of packages and backpacks that could hold supplies and frantically stuffed them inside.

The warehouse on the first floor had been opened, and the supplies inside were neither too many nor too few; everyone had taken their fill.

Especially the homeless, carrying loads on their backs, in their hands, and with several bags tied around their waists. They wouldn't leave behind any living necessities, such as blankets and towels. These people have been terrified of poverty; they want everything they see, they want to eat everything they see, and they want to stuff anything into their pockets.

Even now, you can see bones left behind by these homeless people who rushed in and ate snake meat raw on the hotel floor.

At times like this, no one wants to linger or delay, upon hearing that a sandstorm is coming.

The survivors inside the hotel were also collecting supplies as much as possible.

When it comes to stockpiling supplies, no one can compare to the Chinese people. Regardless of who they are, whether they were ordinary citizens at the bottom of society or powerful figures at the top, it's an instinct, an instinct ingrained in their blood. Especially when faced with disasters and dangers, their first reaction is to hoard supplies.

Having supplies means you can survive.

The Chinese people, from ancient times to the present, have understood this point. Given the current situation, many have completely abandoned the delusion of returning to Earth. What they are considering is their own survival. No matter how dangerous the Ruins of Return may seem, the desire to survive is inherent in all living beings, including humans.

No one will easily give up their life unless absolutely necessary.

This is already evident in the current acquisition of supplies.

"Quick, quick, quick, the black sandstorm is coming."

"Hurry up and get into the underground parking lot. It's not safe up there. Don't move any supplies that haven't been moved yet."

Listening to the constant sound of the wind outside, someone was shouting loudly.

With shouts, a large number of survivors began to run towards the basement.

It was clear that the sky, which had been dim, was darkening at a visible speed, and might soon become as dark as night.

Ji Tianhao did not hesitate and entered the warehouse at a very fast speed. The warehouse was almost half empty, with scattered remnants of supplies everywhere. The quantity was not much. After all, with hundreds of people moving and fighting for everything, it was already good that there was a little left.

"It would be a waste if I didn't take it, so I'll take it!!"

Seeing that no one else was in the warehouse, Ji Tianhao resumed collecting various supplies, but this didn't last long. He quickly turned and ran out, rushing towards the stairs leading to the basement. Before entering, he glanced back and saw that all the light outside had vanished, and endless darkness had enveloped the sky. A cloud of yellow sand had already poured into the hotel.

Modern hotels are drafty everywhere and offer no real protection against drafts.

boom! !

Close and lock the stairwell door. Enter the underground parking garage.

The hotel's parking lot is, of course, enormous, with two underground levels capable of accommodating a vast number of vehicles. Even now, the basement is filled with a considerable number of cars, many of which were driven there by hotel guests.

Many of them are nice cars, luxury cars.

These are top-of-the-line vehicles that many ordinary people can never afford in their lifetime.

"These luxury cars may well be a resource."

When Ji Tianhao ran to the underground parking garage and saw the vehicles parked in various places, a thought instinctively flashed through his mind.

Ever since discovering that his talent was a black hole, he saw almost everything as a resource, as nourishment to be refined. A black hole devours everything; it can absorb and refine anything, even a pile of soil dug up from the ground, from which it can extract the essence of the earth, only requiring a larger quantity.

The vehicles in this garage are made of various materials, with steel making up the majority.

Absorbing and refining it is also no problem.

He plans to give it a try when he has time.

The underground parking garage was also in a mess. In an open space, people had lit several bonfires using wood collected from the jungle outside, and had poured gasoline on them. The gasoline was taken from a car next to them.

At the Muddy Homeless Camp, many homeless people gathered around several campfires, excitedly taking out various supplies to inventory them. Some even wrapped snake carcasses around steel rods and roasted them over the fire, their eyes gleaming.

Some of the children couldn't help but swallow hard.

Such opportunities to eat meat are extremely rare, making them very attractive to them.

Many people smiled genuinely.

For homeless people, being able to eat a meal, especially meat, in peace is something to be happy about.

(End of this chapter)