Chapter 897

Chapter 897 Disaster Forecast, Fog Barrier!

"Hmm, today is a good day."

The gate of Hope Town.

Duan Xiong, who was full of food and drink, walked out of the gate of the town with his head held high, humming a little tune that only he knew.

Behind him, thirty or forty people from the Siping caravan came out in a file.

"Brother, wouldn't it be too much of a loss for us to replace the engine with so many things?"

Duan Bang, the deputy manager of the caravan, was a little worried. He glanced at the smiling townspeople beside him, feeling something was wrong.

"You know a hammer, this engine has a lot of people as treasures!"

"Someone accept it?" Duan Bang was taken aback for a moment.

He is not one of those "little white rabbits" who are new to the caravan and don't understand anything.

Duan Xiong turned his head and said with fiery eyes: "You won't forget it so soon, right? Go north along this road and turn a corner. That guy's new power doesn't like this kind of black technology at first glance. Items? The prices they offer are never low, maybe we can use it to exchange for some "self-defense" good things."

Duan Xiong emphasized the word self-defense.

The next wave of disasters is about to come, and caravans will inevitably encounter hungry and crazy gathering places when they travel outside.

At this time, a certain amount of firepower is very important, at least to ensure that the opponent will not be crazy enough to lose his mind.

And if the strength of the gathering place you encounter is not strong, you may be able to temporarily become a bandit if you have a certain amount of weapons, so you can get fat once or twice.

"Just this broken engine, can it be replaced?"

Duan Bang still questioned in disbelief, and at the end he did not forget to add:

"Brother, Brera's reputation is not very good. Who doesn't know that they are the bridgehead created by the Aurora Society, which hides its head and shows its tail. If this group of people becomes malicious and wants to blackmail, 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 with dissatisfaction.

"If he really has the idea of ​​black and white, we are not good at it, and we can let him eat it so easily?"

"in addition."

"Brera has attracted a lot of people and has already rushed over. Even if we don't want to trade with them, we should at least see what kind of medicine these people are selling in their gourds."

Duan Bang reminded.

"Didn't it mean that they are players left over from the previous era?"

Duan Xiong shook his head.

"True information will never spread as fast as rumors. We still have to find out if it is true or not."

For a caravan that would travel across more than half of the New World on one road, just buying and selling goods is not enough to attract so many people to join regardless of the danger.

The boss of the caravan couldn't make enough profit from it to feed a large family of hundreds of people.

What can really make caravans profit from it is the various intelligence services that everyone in Wasteland needs.

They can ignore the shielding of radio waves with their physical bodies, and bring what happened on the east coast of the New World to the west coast, the central part, and even the north coast.

They can help find people, and they can take portraits or descriptions to walk around the major gathering places of human beings.

They receive the escort, and the larger the caravan, the more expensive the escort fee is, and it is safer.

As long as any work that requires manual communication, they can find the link that needs them, so they can recommend themselves.

Therefore, the more you travel and the more you learn, the more you can earn.

This sentence has long been regarded as the truth by the caravans.

"Let's go. Although Hope Town is a tender town that people will nostalgia for, we don't have the money to stay any longer."

Lovingly beckoning to the back, Duan Xiong let out a long sigh and quickened his pace.

For some reason, the more he looked at the proprietress of the hotel these two days, the more she looked like his old mother who hadn't arrived yet.

She is so kind and kind, and the room she tidies up always has a reassuring smell.

The guard at the door looked like his dead father, and his broad shoulders made people not worry about the intrusion of foreign robbers.

Of course, Duan Xiong would have stayed for two more days if it wasn't for the fact that the damn Yuan points were too expensive.

"Come again when you have money, no, when you make money in the future, maybe you can buy a residence here."

After getting on the energy car ferrying to the border of the territory, Duan Xiong looked out the window, feeling a little lost for a while.

To be honest, he admired the lord of the Tianyuan Territory very much. He was able to build such a well-organized town from scratch in just a few months, and the planning of the town had taken into account the needs of foreign travelers and caravans from the beginning. convenient.

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 they still have a certain degree of self-discipline.

This was not faked. In two days, he had personally spoken to hundreds of people, and he could clearly feel the peace from the hearts of these people.

Of course, if Shixiong looks back at this time, he may be surprised to find that the town he just left has been wrapped in a faint mist, and it seems to have changed inside.

But the speed of the energy car for the ferry is still quite fast. Before everyone noticed it, they crossed a small low slope and hid everything in the blind spot.

"Master Duan, we've reached the border."

"Huh?" Duan Xiong was still thinking about other things, but Wen Da reminded him.

Looking around, in just a while, the ferry car has already sent everyone out, saving a lot of footwork.

"Thank you very much, thank you Brother Wen for your hospitality."

Smiling from the bottom of his heart, Duan Xiong quickly thanked him and beckoned him to get off the car.

But not waiting for everyone to stand still.

Wow!

The originally calm and dark sky suddenly vibrated up and down, as if the surface of the river was blown by the wind.

Ripples flashed, the sky was kneaded into dough, and obvious wrinkles began to appear.

And within those folds, more and more white gas began to appear, covering the faintly radiant sun behind in an instant.

God, it's getting dark again.

Wisps of hot wind flew out of the mist.

"No, is a disaster coming?" Duan Xiong was taken aback, 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 uppermost layer of the panel, there is a white mist that is exactly the same as the white gas in the sky, gradually appearing, dense, slowly covering the interface below.

And in the white mist, a number is slowly changing.

07:59:19

"Disaster announcement, it's time for the next disaster announcement!"

"There are still eight hours, it's too boring, why didn't you remind me in advance this time?"

"Looking at it this way, the disaster won't come directly in time, right?"

"What is this white mist? Could it be a biological weapon?!"

"No way, I just saw a little hope for the sun to recover, but the fog actually pushed the sun back."

"Have you ever felt that the warmth brought by the sun has not disappeared, but the visible light has been blocked?"

"No, why don't we go back to Hope Town and hide for a while?"

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The members of the caravan who jumped out of the car began to talk about it, and there were many people who suggested going back to the town to hide for a while.

During a disaster, it is not a good time to do business.

For them, as long as they walk in the territory of no one, they have to bear the disaster punishment several times at all times.

"We have to leave quickly and rush to the next place before the disaster breaks out."

Duan Xiong's tone was dignified, directly interrupting everyone's extravagant hopes.

"The disaster may not come immediately. If we keep it, it will undoubtedly be more difficult to leave in the future."

"not to mention"

"This disaster doesn't look like it's going to end anytime soon."

Although he is not a leader in the forefront of every disaster, but he was able to come to the New World to organize a caravan. In terms of survival experience, he actually surpassed 99% of the people.

Especially for the most important disaster warning, he has secretly collected a lot of valuable information, and has never sold it outside.

"Let's go, thank you brothers in Tianyuan Territory, I wish you a smooth ride through the next disaster."

"We...see you in three months."

With a wave of his hand, Duan Xiong quickly organized his team and headed north cautiously with his hands.

The huge Hope Town in the eyes of outsiders, with the withdrawal of the last team, everything began to slowly deform.

The clean and tidy town road disappeared in the mist, replaced by a slightly dirty gravel road.

The neat concrete buildings next to the town road also disappeared, leaving only a few promenade-type prefabricated houses connected together.

The clothes on the villagers kept fading, gradually turning into a dirty khaki color with patches and gaps on them.

And even everyone's complexion changed from rosy to malnourished withered yellow cabbage.

"The 14-day FusionExcel experience card is finally over!"

Seeing that everything had returned to the "poor and destitute" appearance, Marshal Wang let out a light breath and relaxed.

This stuff.

Restraining and regulating the use may have unexpected miraculous effects.

But if it's used to deceive yourself, it's far more dangerous than the hallucinogenic contraband that makes people linger on the planet.

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to get out?"

Su Mo, who was standing next to him, had kindness 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 the small Sangtian Town.

Besides, even Hope City didn't make him feel reluctant to leave.

On the contrary, this dilapidated Hope Village is the "home" that he witnessed, built brick by brick.

"It's not because I'm afraid that I won't be able to get out, but because I'm worried that the game will become bigger in the future. Lord Su, you should understand what I mean."

"Of course I understand, but you don't have to worry, the energy consumption of this thing is extremely huge.

Just simulating a small town for 10,000 people almost used up the energy we had accumulated for more than two months. "

Su Mo looked at the tense Marshal Wang with great interest, and couldn't help thinking about whether he could hand over the second village in the territory to establish and manage it.

Chen Shen has a shrewd and introverted personality, and is good at system awareness, communication skills, key planning and other tasks such as dispatching troops.

Under his command, Hope Village is more of an agricultural village, focusing on development and storage.

Marshal Wang is good at dealing with people directly, such as charisma, executive ability, adaptability and so on.

Under his management, the origin camp tends to be an open and inclusive economic village, focusing on expansion and trade.

The two are not perfect complements in the same village.

But for a territory, it happens to be divided and ruled one inside and one outside.

"Lord, is the sky above our heads also affected by virtual reality?"

A faint vibration passed through.

Marshal Wang suddenly raised his head, looking at the rolling clouds and seeping mist.

Standing on the iron stone mountain, he could see more, it was obvious that there were gaps in the folds, and white mist floated out of them.

"No, it should be the next disaster coming?"

Opening the game panel and glancing at the time on it, Su Mo 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 only strong but not weak.

"It seems that the previous confrontation between Adam and the game still caused a backlash."

"It may also be that the items I brought out were detected by it and touched some rules?"

Su Mo knew it in his heart, but his expression was as usual.

Seeing how calm he was, Marshal Wang couldn't help feeling relieved, and the two continued to chat about future plans.

On the other side, Chen Shen and the others hurried up from the foot of the mountain, panting and brought a lot of new news.

"Director, the latest monitoring news came from Professor Lu. Now the direct solar radiation has returned to the normal value, but the increase rate has not slowed down in the slightest, and is still rising at a steady rate."

"It is expected that in the next eight hours, the temperature in the New World will quickly return to above 20 degrees!"

"So fast?!"

Su Mo raised his brows and said in surprise thoughtfully.

There is a lot of snow accumulated on the entire surface. If it is kept for a long time, it will inevitably bring the temperature lower and lower.

At the same time, these snow accumulations will also greatly damage the soil fertility of the New World, causing irreparable negative effects.

In the wasteland of the future, the game slowly heats up during the fog, and guides the snow to disappear gradually in a special way.

But now, his methods are obviously much more violent, once not guided.

I'm afraid there are

Flood risk?

"The Ministry of Communications also has new data. They say that the sudden appearance of fog can greatly block the transmission of electromagnetic waves, which is more serious than the shielding of thousands of miles of mountains. According to the calculation of the data model, if the fog covers us in the future, the electromagnetic waves will The communication distance will be unprecedentedly reduced to 300 meters, or even shorter."

Su Mo nodded.

"anything else?"

Chen Shen thought for a while and continued.

"We're blocked by fog."

"Blocked?" Su Mo frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"There are more and more fogs appearing in the cracks in the sky, and some of them have already dissipated. The darker fog is very strange, but wherever there is such a deep fog, it feels like there is A... invisible wall? We have to go around the light fog to get over it."

"And this weird thing?"

Su Mo looked down and saw that the fog around the village was faintly divided into two types: white fog and gray fog.

At this time, many villagers gathered around curiously, testing the difference between the two types of mist.

The white mist is shallow, and after entering, only the figure is wrapped in it, and the light is folded, similar to the common mist that is common on the earth.

The gray fog became thicker as time passed, like a barrier made of black-gray bricks and stones, isolating the inside and the outside.

"The lord is bad! After sending away the Siping caravan just now, the border of our territory has been enveloped by an inexplicable fog, and now most places cannot go out!"

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's scalps tingle.