Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

“Judge, Yaoji, we tested all the plant species we could find halfway up the mountain.”

"The test spray still shows a red effect."

On the mountainside of Weining Plateau.

The jackal, looking utterly helpless, reported to the land battleship at the foot of the mountain.

inside the car.

Judge and Yao Ji and the others had been waiting for news from Jackal and his group, but the result they received was still disappointing.

They had experienced this kind of disappointment countless times in the past ten days.

The judge replied calmly:

"Continue up the mountain"

As he spoke, he added, "Be careful."

Upon receiving the message from the foot of the mountain, Jackal and Nut, along with ten assault team members, continued their ascent up the mountain.

Plants grow wildly on the mountain, but traces of human activity still remain.

The cement mountain climbing stairs built before the apocalypse are preserved here. Before the apocalypse, this place was the highest mountain and had a very nice view.

Therefore, the local government developed this area into a scenic spot.

There was even a temple built on the mountaintop. Since ancient times, famous mountains and rivers with beautiful scenery have always had Taoist temples or Buddhist temples.

These Taoist temples or Buddhist monasteries are far removed from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, occupying scenic locations.

They quickly climbed up the mountain along the hiking trails.

Because the people who came out this time were all in good physical condition, they hardly rested. Including Jackal and Nut, there were twelve people in total. They climbed up the mountain while spraying spray on both sides from time to time.

Under their low-light night vision goggles, the leaves of the plants on both sides of the mountain climbing steps appeared sparsely red.

This means that they tested all the plants on both sides of the hiking trail.

At an altitude of 2200 meters, it only took them an hour to climb from the halfway point to the summit.

mountain top.

The sea fog still lingered, and there were more than a dozen wind turbines scattered around the mountaintop.

However, all of these wind turbines have stopped operating.

On the windward slope of the mountain top, alpine meadows mostly grow, while some trees grow on the leeward slope, but they are relatively sparse.

At the entrance of a dilapidated temple, the jackal looked at the crowd and said:
"Everyone, disperse and check the plants yourselves. We'll meet up here in half an hour."

There were hardly any animals, zombies, or even insects on the mountain.

Everyone accepted the order and dispersed, each holding their own test spray.

Pfft pfft~
The jackal carried a submachine gun, held a dagger in one hand, and a test spray in the other.

He would spray it twice wherever he passed by.

Before the apocalypse, the meadows here were only a few centimeters high, but now the weeds here are up to their knees.

Shashasha~
The jackals trampled through the grass, tirelessly spraying their saliva in all directions.

He sprayed the product thoroughly, and after finishing one can, he took another one from his backpack.

Then turn around, move two meters to the left, and continue spraying.

The wind was strong on the mountaintop, causing the wind turbines to whistle.

咻咻 咻 ~
The sub-zero temperatures caused a layer of frost to form on the surface of these weeds.

Every time he steps on it, there is a crispy feeling.

Click, click, click.

Twenty minutes later, the jackal looked around at the weeds that covered the ground. The edges of the grass blades were scorched brown with golden rings in the center. In addition to these two colors, there was now a touch of red.

The ground was covered in bright red, looking as if a red rain had fallen.

It was extremely strange.

"Sigh, I still couldn't find it." Helpless, the jackal had no choice but to head towards the temple.

When he arrived, there were already seven or eight people at the temple entrance.

After asking around, no one found out anything.

Five minutes later, Nuts and the remaining assault team members returned to the location.

Their armor was stained with red.

This is a test where a pesticide accidentally flew onto someone while they were trampling on weeds, and then reacted with the mutated plants.

"Nothing at all?" Nut asked.

The jackal shook his head, then used the communicator to contact the judge down the mountain.

“Judge, we have tested all the plants on the mountaintop, and sprayed them all, but there is no problem.”

Looking at the surrounding weeds, all of which were blood red, the jackal put the dagger back into its thigh holster.

The judge raised his head and met Yao Ji's gaze.

He said softly:

"Then hurry down the mountain and come back."

"Yes."

The proverb "Going up the mountain is easy, but coming down is hard" isn't necessarily true.

It took them two hours to go up the mountain, but only one hour to go down.

An hour later.

They returned to the foot of the mountain, where the land battleship occupied the entire national highway.

"We've arrived."

"Okay, the hatch is open, come on up quickly."

The judge put down the walkie-talkie and rubbed his temples.

Just at this time.

An unfamiliar voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Can you take me away?"

Inside the land battleship, the usually composed Judge felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body upon hearing this voice, instantly raising goosebumps.

This sound is extremely strange.

It's not human!
It's like someone who has just learned to speak trying to speak human language.

On the other side, the jackals, less than a hundred meters from the land battleship, heard this sound.

A cold sweat broke out on his back. He picked up the walkie-talkie and quickly said:
"Ant, are you trying to scare us? What are you doing?! Don't frighten us!"

The ant quickly replied:
"not me."

"Then who else could it be?" the jackal demanded.

This was a question that both the assault team behind him and the judge and others in the car wanted to know.

They've been out for so long and haven't encountered a single survivor.

So the walkie-talkies randomly used the same channel to communicate.

Quiet.

After the jackal asked the question, everyone inside and outside the car fell silent.

The jackal stopped in its tracks and turned to look around.

The mountain valleys on both sides were shrouded in gray mist, resembling a gaping maw ready to devour them.

The wind howled on the mountaintop, like the roar of demons from hell.

Is this place haunted?
The jackal shuddered.

His eyes, however, were somewhat sharp. He knew from the reactions of the others that he wasn't the only one who had heard that sound.

In other words, everyone heard it.

After a few seconds, the judge inside the car became somewhat serious. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted the jackals: "You guys go back to the car first."

"Yes."

The jackal knew that the most urgent task was to get back into the car.

The judge lit a cigarette and waited for the unknown voice to appear.

Logically speaking, the maximum range of the walkie-talkies they use is only a dozen kilometers.

This means that the person who made the strange voice just now was within a radius of about ten kilometers.

Hmm, it should be a man, probably a middle-aged man.
However, even after the jackals and their companions got into the vehicle, the voice still didn't appear.

After the jackals boarded the vehicle, the judge gave the order to leave.

However, just as their vehicle was about to move forward, the strange sound appeared again:
"Can you take me away?"

hiss~
Upon hearing this sentence, which was exactly the same as before, the judge and others inside the car trembled once again.

"Is this a ghost?"

"Why are they saying the same thing again? Is it a recording?"

"wrong."

The judge's expression was unpredictable; he couldn't understand what was going on either.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked in a deep voice:
"who are you?"

A few seconds later, that hoarse sound, like a blade scraping against sheet metal, came through the walkie-talkie again:
"I am Wei Chuan, a wind power electrical maintenance engineer from the Technology Department of the State Grid Corporation of China, employee number 09308." "???"

"????"

"????"

The people inside the car were all puzzled.

However, it can be basically confirmed that this is a person, not some random thing.

The judge let out a long sigh and asked:
"Where are you?"

Wei Chuan said somewhat excitedly:

“I’m on Mount Wumeng. There’s an energy storage center here, which shouldn’t be far from you. I’m on wind turbine unit number 234. You should be able to find me easily.”

After speaking for a few sentences, Wei Chuan seemed to speak more fluently, and his tone of voice no longer sounded like a machine, but rather had the air of a living person.

inside the car.

The jackal said to the judge:

“We were on the mountain just now, and I saw that the generator numbers were around 200. Since he said it was 234, it must be not far from us.”

"Hmm." The judge nodded. "I understand."

He pondered for a moment, squinted, picked up the walkie-talkie again, and asked:
How many of you are there in total?

He now understands that he is a survivor.

Wei Chuan didn't hide anything from him and quickly replied:
"It's just me."

"Alone?" The people in the car were somewhat surprised.

After all, humans are social animals, and once separated from people for too long, they will feel extremely lonely.

Few people can bear this kind of loneliness.

This also explains why this person seemed unable to speak human language just now.

Because he hadn't spoken for so long, his language function was gradually lost.

"Yes, I've been alone on this mountain for many years."

"So how did you survive?"

"This energy storage center has some leftover food. In addition, I built an indoor circulation system generator here to provide electricity, and the mountain spring provides water. I also grow some grains here."

"Did you hear what we just said?"

"Yes, what is Di element? From your conversation, it seems like you're looking for something?"

"Ah."

The judge neither explained to him what the Di element was nor answered what he was looking for.

One reason is that it's too complicated to explain, and the other is that it's hard to know whether what this person is saying is true or false.

Therefore, it's not advisable to say too much.

Wei Chuan sensed that the judge didn't want to go into details, but he didn't care. He just wanted to see these people as soon as possible and leave this place.

"Can you take me away? I haven't seen any humans in so long."

This statement came out.

The judge and the ants and others inside the car exchanged glances.

The judge did not answer him immediately.

He looked at everyone and asked, "What are your opinions?"

The ant, its face full of curiosity, chuckled:
"This guy is amazing! He's lived in the mountains for ten years and doesn't even know what year it is. He's incredible. I want to meet someone like that."

The jackal narrowed its eyes and said in a somewhat cold tone:
"What if he's not alone?"

Nuts analyzed:
“This place is far from the city and the geographical environment is quite complex, so it is difficult to develop. Even if he is lying, it should only be a small group, definitely no more than 20 people.”

"Besides, the sea fog is so thick; they don't have our super armor, and they most likely don't have firearms either."

The ant nodded vigorously and said:
"Yeah, what's there to be afraid of? Let's find him. Didn't he just say he grows his own crops? Let's go see what his crops are like."

Upon hearing this, the judge's eyes lit up.

Their goal this time is to find mutant crops containing the D-type protein.

If they can obtain some information from this survivor, or even find the plant with the solidified protein mutation, then they will have achieved their goal of coming out.

"So, shall we find him?" the judge asked, looking at the crowd.

Old Qin shrugged. "You're the commander, so I'll listen to you."

The others nodded in agreement, indicating that the decision-making power was to be handed over to the judge.

Upon seeing this, the judge said:

"Since we're already here, let's go see this survivor."

He then looked at the ants and the jackals.

"Ants and Jackals, you take 20 assault team members, put on your super armor, and get ready to get out of the vehicle and go find him!"

"Yes!" Ants love doing this kind of thing.

The sudden appearance of this survivor piqued his interest.

The judge picked up the walkie-talkie, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"We're here. If you have electricity, could you turn on your flashlight so we can find you more easily?"

After waiting for a long time, Wei Chuan was overjoyed to finally receive news from the judge and his team.

He quickly said:

"Alright, alright, let me tell you how to get there first. From what I heard you talking, I guess you're over at Mali'ao. Aren't there mountains on both sides of you? And the mountain on the left has a hiking trail?"

The jackal, who was listening, nodded to the judge.

The judge nodded and said:
"Correct."

Wei Chuan swallowed hard and continued:

“That’s right. I’ll tell you how to get there. Walk along the national highway for 300 meters, then there’s a fork in the road on your right. Go in that road for 200 meters, and you’ll reach the foot of Wumeng Mountain.”

There should be a building at the foot of Wumeng Mountain, but I don't know if it has collapsed yet.

The ants and the jackals set off.

Following the instructions on the walkie-talkie, they gradually approached Wei Chuan's location.

Climbing mountains is much slower than walking on flat ground; it took them a full hour and a half to reach their destination.

Ant and his group then saw the huge semi-underground industrial building, which was the energy storage center.

Above the energy storage center is a generator set, labeled Generator Set No. 234.

Outside the energy storage center, a light was swaying in their direction.

The ants and jackals quickly communicated their tactics.

The team split into two: Jackal led ten people to detour around to the back of the energy storage center, while Ant led the rest of the team to approach the energy storage center from the front.

Ten minutes later.

Because Wei Chuan opened the door of the energy storage center, the warm air inside the center blew out.

This created a visible area.

Wrapped in a thick quilt and with a stubble beard, Wei Chuan looked at the towering figures of the eleven exoskeleton suits in front of him, and his flashlight fell to the ground with a thud.

The clothes worn by the group of people in front of me look so dazzling.

With its silvery-white base and streamlined structure, it shows no trace of artificiality and is so smooth that it doesn't seem like a product of this planet.

In addition, the goggles in these people's helmets resemble the compound eyes of insects, giving them a very high-tech look.

Gudong.

Wei Chuan swallowed hard and extended his hand.

Hello.

Ant looked at the disheveled man in front of him, who was wearing shorts on his lower body, wrapped in a quilt on his upper body, and whose hair reached his neck.

He also reached out his hand.

"Hello."

His voice, processed by the Transformer suit, became somewhat deep and had a slight electrical hum, giving it a very strong technological feel.

Wei Chuan looked at them nervously; the exoskeletons these people were wearing seemed too unreal.

"Are you aliens?" Wei Chuan asked nervously.

"Of course not." The ant couldn't help but laugh.

"And what about the clothes you're wearing?"

Wei Chuan's eyes were filled with curiosity. There was no such technology before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, the survivors could not even guarantee food. How could they possibly develop technology that was more advanced than before the apocalypse?

That's too unrealistic.

clatter--

The ant removed his helmet, proving his identity to the world.

He poked his head out, a smile playing on his lips.

"This is the King Kong suit developed by our base, isn't it cool?"

(End of this chapter)