"Lead vehicle received... repeat... received..."
"I’m moving to the left."
"Old Sun, you move your vehicle a bit to the left too, let Train Chief Zhang’s vehicle go first..."
The communicator quickly transmitted an answer.
The long-standing tacit understanding among everyone also allowed the entire convoy to make quick corresponding adjustments.
The bearded man drove the vehicle, pressed over the small puddle, while combatants led the way in front.
Zhang Feng took out two thumb-thick rebar rods.
They’re more useful than knives; at least these steel rods rarely get dull.
Plus, his strength could break through all the Sun Beasts’ defenses, so sharpness wasn’t really needed.
With one swing of the rebar, a Sun Beast was silenced.
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He opened the car door.
Zhang Feng walked in the rain, holding the rebar.
His strong constitution, along with the circulation of inner strength and power, made Zhang Feng completely ignore the cold weather of 2 degrees.
As Zhang Feng passed by the combatants, he saw one shivering from the cold, knowing he had reached his limit.
"Boss..." He wanted to persist.
"I told you to go back, so go back." Zhang Feng walked forward, but his voice clearly came through the rain curtain,
"Today I’ll take the lead, we’ll talk after the rain passes."
"Okay..." Upon hearing Zhang Feng’s undeniable tone, he no longer persisted, shivering and randomly got into a vehicle, taking off his wet clothes before addressing anything else.
Otherwise, getting sick in this wasteland is really tough.
Because most medicines, even if available, had long been used up in these twenty-plus years or had expired.
Zhang Feng knew these realities, as his own leg was ruined in such a way.
Fortunately, people in the wasteland had all endured the rain, and their constitutions were decent.
Although the world was unfair, the strengthening effects of the weather were quite fair; both the rich and the poor could enjoy it.
Walking in the rain, Zhang Feng contemplated that if the real Jade Pool Immortal Dew could fall like rain at regular intervals,
Then this real world would become somewhat of a utopia without any organ-related diseases.
Although it sounds unrealistic.
But the sunny solar battery technology had to be obtained.
Pondering, Zhang Feng looked towards the southeast direction in the rain curtain of the night.
Now, it’s only two hundred miles from Hope Station.
No rush to get there.
The closer to the destination, the steadier they had to be.
Lest a final ’big monster’ appear.
Although this was the real world, not a game, it’s better to be cautious.
Continue moving forward.
After approximately an hour of slow progress, the convoy arrived outside a still relatively intact factory area.
The convoy’s headlights pierced through the noisy rain curtain, faintly revealing the quiet surroundings.
"Don’t fall behind..."
"There’s a pit ahead on the left, drive slow..."
Everyone exchanged road conditions over the in-car intercom.
Once again at the front of the convoy.
Zhang Feng vigilantly observed the surroundings, arriving in front of a large factory gate.
The gate was open, the machinery inside coated with dust, large swathes of grey-white spider webs dangled from above.
Human skeletons, long since dried up, could be faintly seen.
The convoy then also stopped outside the factory, everyone dressed in thick clothing, carrying flashlights and weapons as they entered.
At this moment, a shadow suddenly leapt from a machine above.
It was a Sun Beast tiger!
It over three meters long, robust as a water buffalo.
Then, Zhang Feng stepped back, raising the rebar in his hand and smashing it onto its incoming head!
A heavy thud resounded, and the tiger fell silent.
’Damn, tigers are everywhere.’
Zhang Feng looked at the slightly bent rebar, then back at the stunned crowd behind him,
"What are you all gawking at? Start a fire, we’ll eat this tonight."
After a quick check, confirming there was no danger.
Everyone proceeded with skinning and driving, moving the vehicles inside one by one.
Then closed the factory gate; it would serve as a temporary resting place.
Of course, the distant dormitory building would be better.
But just in case someone nearby decides to be a rainy night car thief, better safe than sorry.
"Those on the day shift get some rest first."
Zhang Feng, seeing everything in order, let the day shift personnel rest first, "Go sleep in the car with the AC on, keep warm, we’ll call you when the food’s ready."
Currently, the convoy had over thirty fully charged batteries, no fear of wasting electricity.
"Then we’ll rest first."
"Brother Zhang, I’m heading back to the car."
The day shift crew, already weary, said little else and proceeded to rest.
Zhang Feng, meanwhile, found a place to start his training.
Zhang Feng also took a rest.
At nine in the morning.
Everyone, having rested through the night, started waking up.
But outside, it was still dark with heavy rain.
"If it’s going to rain, let’s rest some more, eat and then sleep,"
Zhang Feng, in good spirits, instructed them to cook the remaining tiger meat.
No one said more, and preparations for breakfast began.
After a hot, steaming Sun Beast breakfast.
Zhang Feng took a comfortable short rest, then headed to the factory gate.
Through the draft of cold wind entering through the door crack.
Zhang Feng observed that the rain seemed to have intensified, unlikely to stop anytime soon.
"This rain is as strange as the sun."
Zhang Feng rejoined the group, seated in his small vehicle, looking at those around him,
"I estimate it will last another day."
"Judging by the situation, at least one more day." The station chief glanced at the glass on the factory wall, "It’s almost nine, and normally the sun would be blazing by now.
But it’s still as if it’s night.
I remember three months ago, a similar heavy rain fell.
For three consecutive days, it was dark, but we collected a lot of water in our lake."