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"Head car received… …repeat… …received… …"

"I'm moving to the left."

"Old Sun, move your car a little to the left too, let Chief Zhang's car pass first… …"

The reply quickly came from the communicator.

The long-standing tacit understanding of the group also allowed the entire convoy to quickly make corresponding adjustments.

Thump—

Big Beard drove the car, passing over a small puddle, with combat personnel leading the way ahead.

Zhang Feng took out two thumb-thick rebar.

This was more useful than a knife, at least these rebar sticks rarely dulled.

Plus, his own strength could break through the defenses of all solar beasts, so sharpness wasn't very necessary.

One rebar strike, and it was one silent solar beast.

Whirr—

He opened the car door.

Zhang Feng, holding the rebar, walked in the rain.

His powerful physique, along with the circulation of inner strength and internal force, allowed Zhang Feng to completely ignore the 2-degree cold weather.

"Go back."

Zhang Feng passed by the combat personnel, seeing him shivering from the cold, he knew he had reached his limit.

"Boss… …" He still wanted to insist on something.

"I told you to go back, so go back." Zhang Feng was walking forward, but his voice clearly carried through the rain,

"I'll lead the way today, we'll talk after we get through the rain."

"Okay… …" Hearing Zhang Feng's tone of refusal, he didn't insist anymore for the moment, shivering as he got into a car, first taking off his wet clothes, then worrying about other things.

Otherwise, getting sick in this wasteland would be quite troublesome.

Because most of the medicine, even if there was any, had already been used up or expired in these twenty-plus years.

Zhang Feng also knew these things, because his leg was ruined this way.

Fortunately, the people in the wasteland had all been rained on, and their physiques were all good.

Although the world was unfair, weather-related enhancements were very fair, whether rich or poor, everyone could enjoy them.

Similarly.

Zhang Feng walked in the rain, also feeling the reality of the Jade Pool Nectar, if it could be like the weather, every month, every few days, there would be a Jade Pool Nectar rain.

Then in the real world, it would be a partial utopia without any organ-related diseases.

It just sounded a bit unrealistic.

But the sunny day solar cell technology must be obtained.

Thinking, Zhang Feng looked towards the southeast in the dark night rain.

Now, there were only two hundred miles left to the Hope Subway Station.

There was no rush to go there.

The closer you got to the place, the more you had to stay steady.

Lest there really be a final 'old monster'.

Although this was the real world, not a game, it was still good to be careful.

… …

Tap tap—

Continuing to move forward.

After about an hour of slow progress, the convoy arrived outside a factory area that was still considered intact.

Swish swish… …

The convoy turned on its headlights, vaguely seeing from the noisy rain that it was very quiet here.

"Follow… …"

"Don't fall behind… …"

"There's a pit on the left ahead, drive slowly… …"

In the car's intercom, everyone was also communicating about the road conditions.

Again at the front of the convoy.

Zhang Feng, vigilant about his surroundings, arrived at the front of a large factory gate.

Its gate was open, the processing lathes inside were covered in dust, and large patches of gray-white spiderwebs hung down from the sky.

You could vaguely see some already dried-up skeletons of humans.

Click—

Subsequently, the convoy also stopped outside the factory, everyone wearing thick clothes, each holding flashlights and weapons as they came in.

"Roar~"

At this time, a black shadow suddenly pounced from a machine above.

It was a solar beast tiger!

Its body length was more than three meters, as strong as a water buffalo.

Then, Zhang Feng took a step back, raised the rebar in his hand, and smashed it towards its pouncing head!

Bang!

With a heavy thud, the tiger went silent.

'Damn, there are tigers everywhere.'

Zhang Feng looked at the rebar, which seemed a bit bent, and then looked at the stunned crowd behind him,

"What are you spacing out for? Start a fire, we'll eat this tonight."

… …

After slightly surveying the area, seeing that there was no danger.

The crowd skinned what needed to be skinned, drove what needed to be driven, driving the cars in one by one.

Then closing the factory door, this was a temporary resting place.

Of course, the dormitory building in the distance was a bit better.

But in case there were people nearby, coming as rain night car thieves, that would be troublesome enough.

"The day shift should get some sleep first."

Zhang Feng saw that everything was normal, and let the day shift rest first, "Go to the car and turn on the air conditioning to sleep, don't get frostbite, I'll call you when the food is ready."

Currently, the convoy had more than thirty fully charged batteries, not afraid of using electricity.

"Then we'll sleep first."

"Brother Zhang, I'm going back to the car."

The day shift was tired now, and didn't say much, resting first.

Zhang Feng found a place and directly started practicing his Kung Fu.

… …

One night passed.

Zhang Feng also went to sleep.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Everyone had rested for a night, and woke up one after another.

Only the outside was still a gloomy black sky with heavy rain.

"If it wants to rain, then we'll continue to rest, eat and sleep."

Zhang Feng had a good attitude, letting them cook all the remaining tiger meat.

The crowd didn't say much, and began to prepare breakfast.

After a steaming solar beast breakfast.

Zhang Feng comfortably rested for a while, then got up and came to the factory gate.

Through the door seam that let in the cold wind.

Zhang Feng saw that the rain seemed to be getting heavier, and estimated that it wouldn't stop for a while.

"This rain is as strange as the sun."

Zhang Feng came back from the door, sat in his small car, and looked at the crowd looking over,

"I estimate it will rain for another day."

"Looking at the situation, at least one day." Stationmaster looked at the glass on the factory wall, "It's almost nine o'clock, usually the sun would have gotten up and burned us long ago.

But now it's still like night.

I remember three months ago, there was such a heavy rain.

For three consecutive days, it was black weather, but our lake gathered a lot of water."

"Yeah… …" Hearing Stationmaster mention their small home, the crowd at this moment had a sense of leaving their homes.

In the end, they had all lived there for several years, more than ten years, and some people had even lived there since the beginning of the apocalypse.

For example, Zhang Feng was a native local by the lake.

But at this moment, they had already run out nearly three thousand miles, crossing several provinces on the wasteland.

In the eyes of the crowd, this was unimaginable.

"If it weren't for Brother Zhang, we would probably have died in the hands of that group of car bandits."

Perhaps the melancholy atmosphere was spreading, and some people said this with emotion.

"Yeah… … and this tiger… …" Some people also looked at the beast in shock.

"You don't even need car bandits, and you don't need this tiger." Big Beard chewed on a large bone, pointing to the bone as he said:

"Look at this, when we came out four hundred miles, we ran into this mutated leopard.

It not only ran faster than our car, but it could also deform the car door with one palm, if it weren't for Cripple Ye, at least half of us would have died, being used as reserve rations."

"But now it's become our dried meat." Master Sun held a pot of oyster mushrooms, which was his old wife, and said to his old wife with a smile at this moment: "Oldest Zhang saved us both."

"Don't say anything unnecessary." Zhang Feng took out a bottle of water from the back seat and threw it to Master Sun, "Your old wife only wants to eat, she doesn't want to listen to your nonsense."

"Haha… …"

"Right! Master Sun, don't starve your old wife."

The crowd laughed when they heard Zhang Feng's words, dispelling the melancholy that affected their mood.

'People in the wasteland, so they can also be sentimental.' Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart, flattened the seat, and soon fell into a dream.

… …

Swish—

In the vague sleep, in the noisy rain, it seemed to be mixed with some sounds belonging to cars.

'Is a convoy approaching?'

Hearing the sound.

Zhang Feng suddenly woke up, got up from the seat, and looked inside the factory.

"Brother Zhang, what's… …" The person on duty was startled when he saw Zhang Feng suddenly get up, not knowing what was going on.

Only, just as they were about to ask what was going on.

Buzz—

The sound of vehicles approaching outside drew their attention.

"Everyone, wake up!" The station chief on duty shouted loudly.

"Someone's coming!" Big Beard and a few others ran to the vehicle, waking up those who were still asleep.

As they groggily awoke, the creaking gate was pushed open from the outside.

Zhang Feng, holding a rebar, looked outwards. In the dark, rainy night, there were three cars and eight people pushing the gate.

At that moment, as they pushed open a small gap and saw the rows of vehicles in the factory and the crowd warily watching them, they immediately stopped all movement.

"We mean no harm!"

At the same time, a young man at the head quickly raised his hands and told the people around him to step back.

"Throw away your weapons quickly."

These people didn't hesitate and directly threw away the steel pipes and knives in their hands, offering no resistance.

Because Zhang Feng's side had fifteen powerful crossbows.

If they were all fired, each of them would get hit twice.

Especially since there was a tiger corpse over there, its skull was cracked, and some of the bloodstains on the ground were still fresh.

It looked like it had died just a few days ago.

This indirectly proved that the people in the factory were not to be trifled with.

Rustle, rustle—

After the weapons were thrown away, the young man followed closely behind, speaking to Zhang Feng, who clearly seemed to be the leader: "Brother, we're just looking for a place to take shelter from the rain, we didn't mean to disturb…"

As he spoke, they were all very nervous and scared.

And they felt that this silent middle-aged man had killed that terrifying tiger.

They had some experience and could see that the blood-stained rebar in Zhang Feng's hand and the cracked skull seemed to match.

At the same time, it wasn't just them sizing up Zhang Feng.

The station chief and others were also sizing them up.

Their clothes were new, and their hair was obviously styled.

They looked like 'civilized people' from before the apocalypse.

Unlike Zhang Feng and the others, who were completely unkempt.

In addition to the crossbows and a calm demeanor that suggested they could kill at any moment, they were even more complicated than the fierce bandits on the border.

"We're also taking shelter from the rain." Zhang Feng looked outside again. When he saw that there was no one else outside, he signaled for these 'civilized people' to come in.

"Uh…" The eight young people were a little flustered. After coming in, they tried to shrink into the corner.

At this moment, they regretted why they had come to take shelter from the rain.

They had accidentally stumbled into the hands of a group of 'outsiders'.

They knew that these outsiders rarely had good intentions.

"We…"

And in order to survive, the young man suddenly realized and reported his identity:

"We are from the Hope Subway Station. We have no malicious intent. We are simply looking for supplies, and on the way back, it started raining, so we came here to take shelter…"

"Subway Station?"

"He said they're from the Subway Station?"

"Isn't this the place Brother Zhang was looking for?"

"Their clothes are so new. Could it be that they've rebuilt the city over there? Has civilization been restored?"

After hearing the young man report his identity, the station chief and others talked in low voices and sized these people up again.

Looking at them, their temperament seemed to be much better than theirs.

At the same time, Zhang Feng, hearing that they were from the Hope Subway Station, knew that he hadn't gone in the wrong direction.

Because on the road, Zhang Feng was still wondering if the map was fake.

After all, many roads were blocked, and there were even bandits blocking the way.

That group of apocalyptic bandits hadn't marked these bandits on the map, making it seem like a map trap.

But now that he thought about it, they might be in the same gang or know each other.

'Most likely birds of a feather, but they were killed cleanly, not one escaped.'

Thinking this, Zhang Feng looked at the young man, "Can you tell me about the Subway Station? We've heard about the Subway Station from many people."

"Are you coming to our side?" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the young man smiled, with a clear intention of introducing and inviting.

"Our Subway Station was established ten years ago. Now, the number of people has exceeded five thousand, turning the entire Subway Station into another underground city.

There are people who grow crops, people who fetch water, and people who sew quilts, or like me, do some odd jobs…"

The young man spoke without reservation, talking about everything inside the base.

Listening, Zhang Feng also knew that the Hope Subway Station was not a large survivor base, but rather many survivor organizations spontaneously organized into a 'Survivor Alliance'.

They welcomed anyone to come, but the prerequisite was to abide by the regulations within the alliance.

These regulations were similar to the laws in the normal world.

All in all, it was a 'human home?' in the apocalypse, the last home where humanity and civilization still existed.

And they were working together to restore the former civilization.

"This place is really good…" The station chief and Big Beard and the others showed longing expressions when they heard these things.

Big Beard and the others didn't like the wasteland life.

They didn't want to be carried away by a sun beast or attacked and killed by apocalyptic bandits on the way to fetch water or collect materials one day.

And today, hearing that there was such a 'safe house' in the world?

They naturally yearned for it无比.

They had already regarded that place as a haven for their old age just by listening to the young man's description.

And they were very grateful to Zhang Feng. If it weren't for Zhang Feng, they would never have found such a safe 'home' in their lives, or even heard of it.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place in the world…"

Master Sun was also very emotional and hugged his wife tightly.

He had already regarded that place as a place to grow old together.

At the same time, the young man was happy in his heart when he saw everyone showing longing gazes.

Because more people could better build the home.

Humans should unite in such a world.

However, when he saw Zhang Feng, the leader, was in deep thought, he curiously and familiarly asked: "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart when he saw that this young man didn't have much scheming and was just asking questions directly.

He had really seen such a straightforward and innocent person for the first time, and he had even met him in the wasteland.

It was really a strange place producing strange people.

Either he had been stimulated by something and his spirit was a little off.

"I'm going back to sleep." Zhang Feng didn't want to pay attention to him. Instead, he asked Big Beard and the others to be vigilant, which could also be considered letting them interact with these base people.

Anyway, he had to learn knowledge, so he had to integrate into it.

It was right to let Big Beard and the others be vanguards.

It was just that the young man was now relaxed and saw a waterlogged battery on the ground, but asked: "Can you repair batteries?"

"Yes." Master Sun nodded. At the same time, seeing the young man looking eager to try, the thought of teaching students arose again.

In addition, the other party was from an ideal village.

Master Sun put his wife on the ground and said in an experienced manner: "Do you want to learn how to repair batteries? I can teach you, provided that you have a certain cultural foundation.

By the way, I see that you are only in your twenties, so you should be a person from after the apocalypse.

Have you self-studied elementary school courses?

As Master Sun spoke, it seemed that he had been deceived by someone, and now he was very concerned about culture, "It's better to self-study in middle school, yes, you don't need high school, just middle school is fine."

"Ah?" The young man paused, and then said very directly: "I can make batteries. What I'm thinking is, teach you."

"Teach me?" Master Sun was stunned.

"He can make batteries?" Everyone was also stunned.

'Make batteries?'

Zhang Feng, who had just lain down in the car, got up at once.

"Did you invent battery technology?"

"No." The young man replied: "My master and they invented it, but I have learned the relevant process and can make it independently."

Saying this, he said with a little pride: "I'm the only one in the entire subway station who has learned to make it independently."

‘Interesting, such talent is running around everywhere.’ Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart, ‘Don't the people at their subway station take a look? If such talent is lost outside, they'll be laughing.’

Thinking in his heart.

Zhang Feng got out of the car and came to him, "I want to learn, do you have any relevant research reports or production processes?"

"Yes!" He nodded, "When I come out to look for supplies, I bring copies of my master's materials with me, just to spread the battery technology to various small bases, instead of it being unique to our subway station."

As he spoke, he trotted out.

The few people who came with him also followed helplessly to get the information from the car.

At this time, Zhang Feng carefully observed their physique, temperament, and movements, and then added the news about battery production.

But he found that they were similar to the researchers in his data center.

These eight people are probably researchers from their subway station!

This subway station is really amazing, to be able to let eight researchers walk on the wasteland?

Unless, they have something to protect their lives?

Thinking, Zhang Feng paid close attention to their movements when taking information from the car, lest they take out guns later.

But the fact is that they honestly came back with a pile of documents.

"Here!"

The young man said very sincerely: "This is all the information about the Z1 battery project."

… …

In the next few days.

The heavy rain did not stop.

That's good.

Zhang Feng also stayed in the factory, concentrating on memorizing the information.

Occasionally, he would also ask this young man 'Chen Tiancai' for advice, and strive to understand some of the important manufacturing ideas inside.

In case when he goes back, he just throws a pile of information and then doesn't know anything when asked, it would definitely damage his pioneer image.

The necessary persona still needs to be maintained.

And this Chen Tiancai is really a genius!

Through a few days of conversation.

Zhang Feng knew that he was only twenty-three years old, and was born when the apocalypse just happened.

Then, with no education at all and only the road to escape left, he was illiterate until he was nineteen years old before joining a small team and arriving at the subway station.

After that, he was curious about the Z1 battery, which had not been invented for long at the time, so he tried to disassemble and assemble it on his own.

Because it was the first time, it was not surprising that it was broken and almost blew him to death.

After that, he became very curious, so he went to the library in the subway station and spent two years self-studying all electricity, mathematics, chemistry, and other related subjects.

When the news spread, such a genius was naturally noticed by the scientific research team in the subway station.

In the end, Chen Tiancai only spent two years to learn the Z1 technology that the world had been researching for more than ten years, and significantly optimized and improved it.

The Z1 currently in use is the one he improved.

The previous Z1 only had 15% of the current power.

He researched a cross-era 'high-energy storage material'.

And after listening to these things.

Zhang Feng was silent for a while, and felt that in the adventure world, it seemed that only one person could be compared with him.

That is the honored guest.

Similarly, he surpassed the limits of the world and reached a 'extreme' in a certain field, the kind of 'extraordinary' that obviously leads everyone.

Such people are actually very terrifying.

Especially this Chen Tiancai, who can be completely regarded as an honored guest in the field of 'mathematics, physics, and chemistry'.

His creativity is amazing, and his destructive power is equally amazing.

But Zhang Feng was happy.

If he meets him in other adventure worlds in the future, and with his 'selfless' character.

Then just catch him and copy his homework to death.

… …

One day later.

The sky cleared.

After a day and night of rushing, the group arrived in the subway station area in the afternoon of the next day.

Then park the convoy under the shadow of a building.

Zhang Feng looked forward, and the subway station was a hundred meters away, completely a fortress-style defense, and the construction work extended very far.

There is also a 'big top' on it, inverted above the entire defense works.

Whoosh—

At this moment, when they saw Zhang Feng's convoy coming.

A steel door on the left opened, and many survivors wearing heat-resistant suits came out.

"Teacher Chen!"

"Teacher Chen, we have been looking for you for a long time!"

"You can just say if you want to go out, why break the password of the gate, we have repaired it for a long time..."

They saw Chen Tiancai who had already gotten out of the car at a glance, and then ran over together.

Looking at their appearance, they had been looking for several days, but they were worried about not finding him.

They didn't mean to blame him for destroying the gate.

Because the gate was closed after it was destroyed, trapping them inside, probably to prevent them from chasing too fast.

At the same time, several leader-like people shouted to Zhang Feng and others with loudspeakers: "Welcome to the subway station, you have entered the last home of mankind..."

They are very kind, and there are many survivors who come out to watch the excitement in the shadow of the fortress behind them.

They all look good, and their clothes are very civilized, but they don't see the sun every day, and their skin looks a little pale.

"Newcomers are here again..."

"Welcome new friends!"

They are also shouting from afar, although most of them are in their thirties and forties, they all have a feeling of vigor and vitality, facing the feeling of new life and the expectation for the future.

Because Chen Tiancai is their savior, the improvement of Z1 not only changed their lives, but also gave them great confidence in the restoration of the future city.

Unlimited solar energy, unlimited electricity, gives them infinite confidence.

Most of the equipment has been restored to its original function, especially the construction equipment.

Their base is expanding, the defense works are expanding, and they are spreading to the entire city.

When Zhang Feng saw that the final destination had arrived, and thought that he hadn't had photosynthesis today, he opened the top of the car and bathed in the sun comfortably.

"How can he bask in the sun? How can a human bask in the sun?" At the same time, Chen Tiancai was a little dazed when he saw Zhang Feng basking in the scorching sun, and couldn't understand these things.

"My boss is not only fearless of the sun..."

"Do you know how heavy a car is?"

When the bearded man and others saw the genius who was respected by everyone was shocked, they laughed and told Zhang Feng's record again.

Then Chen Tiancai was completely dumbfounded, and the people around him were also dumbfounded.

But seeing Zhang Feng fearless of the sun, they believed it, because even the powerful sun beasts could not stay under the sun for a long time.

And in the sun.

Zhang Feng looked at the direction of the subway station, and the dazed crowd.

If he had come here at the beginning, or some other survival mode.

Zhang Feng really wanted to build and farm.

But now it has been formed there, and it is that kind of troublesome multi-control.

Besides, there are still more than half a year before he returns.

So, compared to everyone's longing for a warm home in the apocalypse.

Simply.

High temperature, pale sun.

Zhang Feng put on his car captain's hat and big sunglasses.

He put one hand on the steering wheel, waved to the bearded man and Chen Tiancai and others in the shadows,

"Friends, see you later, I'm leaving."

Boom—

The accelerator was stepped on.

Among the old high-rise buildings, the quiet and cracked city streets.

Zhang Feng, one person and one car, drove towards the unrestrained wasteland in the distant gazes of everyone.