Forty-nine rules of the end times

Chapter 45 The Road Out of the City
"I'll call the people at the factory later and tell them to come over quickly and move all the supplies away."

Several pharmaceutical factory workers guarding the warehouse entrance were discussing something.

"With the supplies in this warehouse, we can definitely survive this month even without rescue!"

"Team leader, do you think the sheriff will come after us later?"

"So what! This is an emergency. I've read the law. What we're doing is called emergency avoidance, which isn't illegal at all!"

"Huh? Really?"

"I see! Then—"

Boom!
Before the pharmaceutical worker could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek, followed by a powerful impact. He then collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell into a childlike sleep.

The other pharmaceutical factory workers were stunned for a moment before realizing that it was a person wearing a hood, scarf, and mask who punched his comrade to the ground.

"Who the hell are you?! You want to die?!"

"Damn it, fuck him!"

"How dare you hit someone?!"

The pharmaceutical factory workers were furious, never expecting anyone to dare to fight them. Passersby who hadn't left were also astonished; they hadn't anticipated anyone being brave enough to stand up and teach these thugs who were hoarding their supplies a lesson.

In an instant, six or seven pharmaceutical factory workers surrounded him. However, to everyone's astonishment, the person who made the move seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Two people attacked him from behind, but he dodged them all.

He was fast and incredibly strong, his attacks swift and decisive; he knocked out five men in just a few punches and kicks. The remaining three or four panicked, realizing that this masked man was probably a trained fighter and that they were no match for him.

The foreman, whom the other workers called "team leader," flashed a fierce glint in his eyes and swung the iron pliers in his hand, smashing them forcefully at the man's head!

The people around gasped in shock. If that hit them, someone would be killed!

Boom!
The man dodged in time, avoiding the head; the iron clamps only struck his shoulder.

The team leader's face lit up with joy. Such heavy iron clamps would be unbearable even if it hit his shoulder!

However, the next moment his face was filled with terror.

The guy who had taken a heavy blow to the shoulder was completely unharmed, showing no signs of injury whatsoever. He didn't even flinch, nor did he utter a single groan; he remained utterly silent.

This eerie silence instilled a tremendous sense of panic in the team leader.

many!
The next moment, the gloved man snatched the pliers from his hand and swung them back, knocking him to the ground.

Those around were terrified when they saw the team leader fall to the ground bleeding, and shouted, "Something's happened! Someone's dead!"

People scattered and fled. The two remaining pharmaceutical factory workers were so frightened that they threw down their weapons and ran away as fast as they could. A moment later, only the "warrior" remained.

The shadow returned to the milk tea shop where Guan Tong was hiding, and after blurring, its clothes fell off. Guan Tong dressed, entered the supply depot warehouse, and quickly found and took what she needed.

Food, flashlights, batteries, sleeping bags, multi-tools, windproof lighters, electrical tape, small stove gas canisters, small filters, portable first aid kits, personal hygiene items, etc.

Guan Tong packed these things into two backpacks, tied them together with his sleeping bag, and carried them on his back. Then, after thinking for a moment, he picked up the team leader's "iron pliers," which Shadow had used quite skillfully earlier, and decided to take it with him.

He then immediately left the supply point and went to a nearby shared bus station.

In the world Guan Tong lived in before her transmigration, the sharing economy was already quite developed. In this world, the sharing economy is even more advanced, with everything from bicycles and balance bikes to cars available at the station.

He randomly picked a black SUV, scanned the QR code to get in, and placed his backpack in the back seat. He then sat in the front, took off his snow-covered hood, opened the navigation map, and set it to a spot slightly off the city's edge.

After pressing the "Go to Destination" option, the shared SUV automatically started following the navigation.

Guan Tong's own perception was that the technological level of this world was about ten or twenty years ahead of the original world, and autonomous driving technology was already in normal use in cities with detailed electronic maps.

Therefore, he no longer needs to drive himself; once the city's edge is set, it will automatically drive there. Once outside the city where autonomous driving is no longer possible, he will take over and drive to his destination, Mingdao Mountain. The vehicle begins to move. The rules have only been in effect for about half an hour; although the snow is heavy, there isn't much accumulated snow on the roads yet, so driving and even pedestrian traffic are not a problem.

There were still quite a few vehicles on the street at this time, probably people heading to their desired meeting points.

About ten minutes later, Guan Tong suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter propeller. Peeking out the window, she saw a helicopter circling overhead, dumping something onto the road below.

"Is it a snow-melting agent or some kind of chemical that slows down snow accumulation?"

Guan Tong thought to himself, and then he saw a convoy coming from the opposite lane. It turned out to be an open-air armed convoy!
Through the car window, he saw that these open-air armored vehicles were filled with fully armed soldiers. They stood ramrod straight, gripping their guns tightly, as if they had received orders to carry out a mission.

Guan Tong thought for a moment and then understood. The large gathering of people could easily cause trouble, and a large-scale conflict would only result in many unnecessary casualties.

If each gathering point is staffed with armed personnel, at least no one will dare to cause trouble openly.

Just like the self-service supply storage point we just saw, even if there were armed guards, those pharmaceutical factory workers wouldn't dare to take wrenches and axes and seize all the supplies for themselves.

Guan Tong thought for a moment, then took out her phone and turned on the internet.

He searched for the keyword "snowfall". Sure enough, in just over half an hour, someone had already discovered the hidden rule.

A user with the IP address "Nargemu" posted a short video showing the snowfall in his area.

All that could be seen was a vast expanse of gray earth, with snowflakes drifting down weakly and listlessly. Compared to the overwhelming blizzards in major cities like Yong'an and Yunhua, the scene was utterly peaceful and serene.

The netizen who filmed the video said, "Wait, does it snow this heavily in your inland areas? It seems like it's just average here, not even as much as it usually snows in winter."

The video has already garnered tens of thousands of comments, and the number is still rising rapidly.

"Is this a fake video???"

"Really?! Does anyone know where Naergemu is?"

"I remember Nargemu is in that uninhabited area of ​​southern Xinjiang... Didn't we have a news story last year about a group of backpackers who tried to cross Nargemu but went missing..."

"What the heck? Some places have heavy snow while others have light snow?!"

"Holy crap! How could the Firebringers be so mean? (Looks up and bursts into tears) They gave us such heavy snow here, but so little snow over there!"

"Is there a difference in snowfall in different regions? Has this been officially confirmed?!"

"I just called the official customer service hotline! The staff replied that they were already aware of the situation and that they are currently conducting an urgent investigation!"

Guan Tong turned off her phone screen to save battery power after seeing this.

He knew the authorities were definitely aware of the situation. He just didn't know what they would do.

Should we immediately reverse the policy of rescuing people from gathering and change it to separate evacuations, or should we continue to firmly implement the original policy?
But no matter what the authorities do, Guan Tong knows she has made her decision.

He glanced at the battery level of his shared car; at full range, it could travel up to 1000 kilometers. From here to his destination, Mingdao Mountain, was over 700 kilometers. Considering the battery drain caused by the temperature drop, it was definitely enough, and he wouldn't need to charge it along the way.

I just don't know what the situation is like at Mingdao Mountain.

Guan Tong thought to himself. The reason he chose to go to Mingdao Mountain was because it was an undeveloped wild mountain, and apart from some hikers who liked to climb wild mountains, very few people went there.

After the rules of the apocalypse arrive, even fewer people will go there.

Therefore, within the radius that Guan Tong can drive to, centered on Yunhua City, Mingdao Mountain is definitely the place with the lowest population density, while other counties and villages have much higher population densities.

"Hopefully the snow there won't be too heavy," Guan Tong thought. "That way, there will be enough food, and if there's not enough water, we can filter snow water to drink. And with Shadow, who is a 'labor force with limited time but unlimited stamina,' surviving for a month shouldn't be a big problem."

(End of this chapter)