In the blink of an eye, two years and three months passed.
The sun in the sky remains the same.
Twenty miles away by the lake, there is a residential building surrounded by defensive facilities.
At this moment, an off-road vehicle stopped in the shadows outside the community.
A middle-aged man got out of the car, glanced at the bearded man moving the defense mechanisms, and then at the one less car in the yard, and asked him:
"Cripple went out again?"
"Yes, Chief," the bearded man replied, "went out to scavenge materials."
Materials are things used for defense measures, also things that might be needed in the base.
"He should take a couple more people with him when he goes out." The Chief shook his head, "Going out to collect materials alone, what if he encounters danger?"
"He’s just like that." The bearded man also shook his head, "In the two years at the small station, he’s either silently scavenging outside or silently zoning out in his room.
The bearded man pointed at his head, "has something wrong up there."
"Anyone who’s survived till now has some issues." The Chief felt this was normal but sighed, "But you guys really fooled me back then.
When the cripple said you wanted to come learn battery repair technology, he even said you’re a top student.
What’s the situation now?
You watch the gate every day.
The cripple read a few days of materials, then just scavenges and plays mute?
Damn? Is this a top student?
One watches the gate, another collects trash?
This freaking joking with me?"
"I never said I was!" The bearded man distanced himself from the claim, "I said I graduated high school just to lie to him, didn’t expect he really believed it.
Can you blame me for this?
Am I not wronged too?"
"Uh..." The Chief paused, actually wanting to say he believed it too, but hearing the bearded man, he nodded, "We are all brothers here now, let’s not bring it up again.
Because I’m quite wronged too."
Though saying he was wronged, the Chief didn’t regret.
Because Zhang Feng and the bearded man are good people, and they really work hard.
What more could one ask for?
Just working hard together for everyone’s small station is enough.
"I’ll go upstairs and have a nap."
The Chief was happy and easy to satisfy, showing some parental authority, he gave an instruction and headed upstairs.
Another vehicle returned, it belonged to Zhang Feng and the bearded man.
Zhang Feng had one hand on the steering wheel and was gulping down water with the other.
Over the past two years, because of the lake below, he never ran out of water.
And over these two years, every few days, Zhang Feng would go out.
But though he said it was to scavenge materials, actually it was to inquire about the station.
But after two years, he traveled all around the area and found no information.
However, it was a chance to earn extra, battle post-apocalyptic bandits, and then use their resources to supplement his training expenditures.
This back and forth took two years and three months.
Now, his Constitution is[125]
Even though this world has no herbs.
Zhang Feng completely relied on his own proficiency and powerful bone structure bonus, along with some Sun Beast flesh and blood, which had high nutritional elements, forcibly compensating for the lack of medicines.
However, although his martial skills progressed smoothly,
the knowledge advancement was not as smooth.
Because the material handlers in this base also just scavenged some less damaged Z1 batteries and repaired them for use.
Equivalent to phone repairers, not phone manufacturers.
Or rather, in the few small stations within a few hundred kilometers, these material handlers only repair, not manufacture, lacking that capability.
Batteries came from farther places and have been around for several years.
Where exactly, they couldn’t tell, as those solar battery car owners changed hands multiple times.
Now the material handlers repair small faults mostly by learning on their own.
Zhang Feng initially memorized repair materials for a few days before giving up, focusing only on martial arts.
And Zhang Feng felt, to acquire that technology, it should be related to the final location too.
After all, if there’s any big knowledge point in this world, it remains this solar energy.
Especially the last subway station named ’Hope,’ which sounds like some large survivor base as well.
If they don’t have it there, then it truly doesn’t exist.
And now, having the strength, find some time to travel further and take a look.
Zhang Feng drove the car to the front of the small station.
"Back?" The bearded man, seeing Zhang Feng return, happily opened the door.
Compared to others in the base, the bearded man always felt that the cripple and he were good friends standing together.
Meanwhile, after Zhang Feng reached the shadows, he opened the car window and threw a meat-filled pancake to the bearded man,
"Thanks, Brother Zhang!" The bearded man laughed in response and then, avoiding the others in the yard, went to the corner of the wall to eat in large bites.
Although he wanted to savor it slowly, it wouldn’t look good being seen by others.
Zhang Feng saw how tactfully he acted, didn’t say anything, and continued driving forward. Newest update provided by N0veI.Fiɾe.net
The pancake really was just one.
If not for remembering the good deed of being taken in by the small station,
Zhang Feng wouldn’t have hidden it.
But since there was only one, it had to be given to the best friend in this world.
That one bottle of water, and one pancake.
Zhang Feng has always remembered.
He arrived in the yard.
Zhang Feng stepped down, still a bit limping, though he was actually healed.
But since the people in the base didn’t know, he was too lazy to explain and just decided to keep pretending.
At this moment, under the shadow of the building not far away, some small station personnel were cooling off.
Among them, a man in his fifties, upon seeing Zhang Feng, snorted in anger, then turned his head away, ignoring Zhang Feng.