Mobile City Travel Guide

Li Xin subconsciously cast his gaze towards her.

Under his gaze, the outline of a small mountain gradually emerged from the thick smog.

That was a police car.

The police car's appearance was similar to that of Lanxing, where Lixin lived, both with a blue and white color scheme, and warning lights mounted on the roof, occasionally emitting a piercing siren.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a middle-aged giant who looked like a sheriff. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the lowered window, with a nearly burnt-out cigarette in his hand.

In the passenger seat sat a giant who looked like a young police officer. He leaned forward and spoke nervously to the sheriff, his expression tense and flustered, as if he were reporting something.

The sheriff nodded impatiently, occasionally honking his horn forcefully—he was probably used to this kind of smoggy weather, using the horn to warn pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

The two giants did not notice the Starfire on the roadside and drove straight away.

As the police car disappeared into the thick fog, a strange thought suddenly popped into Li Xin's mind.

Could they be heading to that open-pit coal yard?

From the Titans' perspective, the open-air coal yard with the corpses of three Titans lying there was a genuine murder. The sheriff, who had been asleep, received the report early in the morning and had no choice but to rush off with his officers.

That said, what would be the reaction of the giants to the sudden intrusion of these tiny humans into their familiar world, along with the magical vehicles of mobile cities?

Is it shock, fear, or, like that capitalist giant, a glint of greed in his eyes?

All of this remains unknown.

As the sirens completely dissipated into the fog, the highway returned to calm, leaving only the thick smog churning silently.

More than an hour later, everyone gradually got up.

Processing bullets, caring for the wounded, repairing equipment, tending the fields... everyone was busy, each doing their own thing and worrying about their own affairs.

After watching for a while, Li Xin suddenly remembered when he first transmigrated—after digesting the original owner's memories and realizing that he would keep transmigrating to various worlds, he thought he was going to die.

But the mobile city beneath his feet gave him a glimmer of hope.

It can run, fight, and keep people alive. People live inside, and when traveling to new worlds, they can keep moving, gathering resources, avoiding dangerous monsters, and even fighting back when necessary. Farmland can be cultivated in the city to grow food and produce supplies.

Its massive size allows it to carry a large population and resources, and even vehicles such as cars, ships, and helicopters. The robotic arms, cranes, and manipulators mounted on its deck, combined with a powerful urban energy supply, give it formidable engineering capabilities, enabling it to perform a wide variety of engineering operations.

When encountering terrains such as deserts, oceans, and mountains, it can be modified with various accessories to adapt to migration. It is said that some of the best-equipped versions can even burrow underground and fly in the air.

"Only something like a mobile city can carry us through one world after another, right?" he thought to himself.

Over the next few hours, the smog gradually dissipated.

But instead of feeling more relaxed, Li Xin became even more nervous.

Because a village of giants appeared before them.

So he waved his hand and ordered the Starfire to turn around, keep as far away from the village as possible, and stay close to the treeline in the distance.

As he detoured, he casually picked up his binoculars and began to observe.

The village is small, with only a few dozen households scattered sparsely.

The houses are typical of the countryside, mostly built of wood or simply adobe bricks. Most of the villagers are also middle-aged or elderly. Some sit on the steps by their doors, dozing with their heads down, while others lean against the wall in a chair, basking in the sun.

The whole village was eerily quiet, with only sporadic conversations and coughs.

The camera pans outward from the village, revealing vast stretches of farmland. The fields seem endless, but the crops are withered and droopy, lacking vitality. Further in the distance, rolling mountains rise.

Not far away, a factory stood out prominently.

The factory buildings, with their red bricks and black tiles, appeared tall and bulky, with several chimneys standing like a forest, piercing the hazy sky and continuously spewing out thick smoke. Below the factory buildings, pipes of all sizes crisscrossed, dumping wastewater and waste into nearby rivers and even fields.

It stood there so abruptly, like a steel behemoth that had suddenly invaded the tranquil countryside.

Outside the factory's iron fence, a group of giants resembling villagers had gathered.

They came with their families, some holding signs made of wooden planks with large, eye-catching characters written in black paint. Others were waving their fists and roaring something in the direction of the factory.

But all they received in response was thicker smoke billowing from the chimneys and more wastewater and waste gushing from the pipes.

The giant villagers protested indignantly, but in the village behind them, the old mud houses were gradually replaced by brand-new brick houses, the muddy dirt roads were transformed into smooth concrete roads, and wooden utility poles were erected along the roadside, with messy and tangled wires leading to every household.

At the village entrance, there is a simple bus stop.

It was a tin shed with rust on the roof and the bus stop sign standing crookedly.

Several giants stood under the shed. They were all young, with large and small bags at their feet, and looked into the distance with expectant yet uneasy eyes—where the outline of a city was faintly visible.

As the bus arrived, the young people picked up their bags and boarded the bus, chatting and laughing, without anyone looking back at the village behind them.

Looking at the factory, Li Xin had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

The reason this world's environment is so harsh is because the giant civilization was in the midst of the Industrial Revolution. The two previous Industrial Revolutions in Earth's history also caused massive environmental pollution.

Thinking about this, he became even more curious about this world of giants.

What was the scale of the Giants civilization, and how many people did it have? To what extent had they explored and developed the world?

What are their social, political, and economic systems like? What countries and factions do they belong to? What kinds of contradictions exist within their civilization?

A series of questions immediately aroused his strong desire to explore.

After regaining his senses, he couldn't help but scratch his head.

Besides cars, ships, and various industrial products, the giants might have also invented airplanes, and perhaps even computers and the earliest form of the Internet.

The technological level of this giant civilization may be far higher than he imagined.

Lu Chen, standing to the side, lowered his voice and asked.

"So, the reason Skywarp K4 said this area is unsafe is because it's a settlement of giants?"

Li Xin paused for a moment, then nodded.

"That should be right..."

Just then, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came from the distant highway.

The sound came in waves, muffled and violent, like rolling thunder across the sky, making the ground tremble slightly.

When the two turned their heads, they saw an army of giants marching.

Leading the way were a line of dark green military trucks, followed by a bunch of sidecar motorcycles rumbling along.

A light machine gun was mounted on the motorcycle. The giant who was driving wore goggles, while the giant in the passenger seat held onto his helmet. Their bodies swayed with the bumps of the road.

The convoy was very long, stretching as far as the eye could see, and it kicked up clouds of dust as it passed by.

Rows and rows of giant soldiers stood on the back of military trucks.

They didn't speak or move; they just stood there, expressionless, staring ahead or at nothing at all.

Trucks drove by one after another, and the people in each truck were all equally silent and empty.

They were all still alive, yet they resembled a dead forest.

At the factory gate, the villagers who had been protesting were instantly stunned.

Some people slowly withdrew their fists, their faces changing from indignant to tense and uneasy, even somewhat frightened.

Some people, upon seeing their young children, instinctively reach out and hold them tightly close to their side.

Some people turned their faces away, no longer looking, and seemed to mutter something under their breath.

For most people, only numbness and exhaustion remained on their faces.

"So these monsters... so they were fighting a war." Lu Chen said softly.

Li Xin nodded.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something he had been overlooking.

Since the giant civilization had developed to the level of the Industrial Revolution, what about their military capabilities?

To what extent did their war escalate?

I have even more questions now.

The Spark maintained its distance and slowly drove away.

Under their watchful eyes, the village grew smaller and smaller, and the factory chimney gradually became a thin line.

The convoy continued its journey into the distance, gradually merging with the gray sky as it carried the silent people inside.