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Chapter 79 Crisis in the Wasteland World

Chen Mo stood in the middle of the pool, his dark red pupils following the blue figure that was gradually disappearing into the distance until she completely disappeared from the cave entrance, before slowly sitting back down in the pool.

The impact of today's events is greater than the impact of his arrival in this world.

While you're diligently cultivating here, a female superhero suddenly appears and asks you questions. Who wouldn't be confused if she asked you?

Besides, he himself has a dark, zombie-like art style, which makes him look like a villain.

"The Transmigrators' Alliance?" Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then silently lay back down in the pool.

In the central square of the Transcendent Base, the light of the starry sea flowed quietly.

Zhang Jingyuan emerged from a crack, his expression grim.

He doesn't talk much in the group chat and rarely asks for help.

A few minutes later, Liu Ming and Xu Che also emerged from their respective rifts.

The three met in the square. Without wasting words, Zhang Jingyuan told them that his wasteland world had recently encountered trouble.

Starting six months ago, a phenomenon called "Gray Tide" appeared in the wasteland.

It is not radioactive dust, nor is it a mutated beast horde, but rather a grayish-white fungal carpet that actively spreads.

It started growing from the ruins of an old era, the size of a fingernail, and nobody paid any attention to it. Later, the creep covered the entire ruins, and everything it enveloped—steel bars, concrete, the corpses of mutated beasts—decomposed into grayish-white powder within hours, then turned into new creep that continued to spread outwards.

A settlement was swallowed up overnight; more than 300 people were wiped out, and not a single one escaped.

After the settlements completely disappeared, a gray sea of ​​flowers grew on the fungal carpet.

The flowers had no leaves, only slender stems and drooping buds, each slowly turning towards the sky as if breathing.

Zhang Jingyuan tried several conventional methods: burning, freezing, and cutting with spiritual energy.

Once the fungal carpet is damaged, it regenerates at a visible rate, and the coverage area has expanded from a few hundred square meters when he first discovered it to tens of square kilometers.

The edge of the gray tide is less than 100 kilometers from the nearest human settlement.

Liu Ming frowned. "Is this a living being or some kind of superpower?"

"I'm not sure." Zhang Jingyuan shook his head. "I cut a sample and brought it back."

He took a sealed, transparent container out of his pocket.

Inside the container was a small, grayish-white fungal mat, slowly wriggling on the inner glass wall, like a layer of living moss.

Xu Che took a closer look and saw that the surface of the fungal carpet was covered with extremely fine filamentous structures, and each filament was trembling slightly.

The strangest thing is that a thin layer of grayish-white powder has accumulated at the bottom of the container. It is the residue left by the fungal mat after it decomposes in the sealed environment.

It's not just growing; it's "digesting" itself.

Xu Che glanced at it. "We can't really help with this, can we? Why don't you go ask Kara and Ao Qing?"

"They have their own things to do too." Zhang Jingyuan shook his head. "Besides, I'm not asking you two to help me eliminate this thing. I want you two to help me get some supplies."

Liu Ming asked, "Supplies?"

"Yes, supplies." Zhang Jingyuan nodded.

"When the Gray Tide first appeared, the lord of Hurricane City also organized people to study it, but they couldn't figure out how it worked no matter what they tried. Later, he asked a superhuman to use his precognitive abilities, and he saw the scene of Hurricane City being swallowed up by the Gray Tide. The next day, he ran away with his confidants."

"They ran away?" Xu Che frowned.

"They ran away without leaving a word. The city lord's mansion was emptied overnight. The next morning, the guards on duty discovered that their commanders were all gone, and the city was in complete chaos."

Zhang Jingyuan said in a calm tone, "I don't want to be a savior. There are more than 4,000 people in the city and more than 2,000 outside the city. They can only wait to die."

He looked up at Liu Ming and Xu Che.

"So I want to get some supplies. Whether we end up moving them to a safe place or staying in the city to try and stop the gray tide, we need things now."

Zhang Jingyuan continued, "Food, medicine, weapons, everything is in short supply. Most of the city's grain reserves were taken away when the city lord fled, and what's left won't last more than a month."

"I can provide some of the grain," Xu Che said first.

"I've unlocked rice, wheat, and corn. If I grow all of them as staple foods, I can harvest corn every four hours. One plot of land can produce forty corn per season. I've unlocked a total of 12 plots of land. Under extreme conditions, I can produce 2880 fresh corns a day, the kind that can be eaten raw."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I'll give you a batch of vegetables that can be eaten raw in the next few days, and then a batch of seeds. I've tried it, and the seeds sold on the farm can also be grown in the real world. However, the growth rate is not as fast as on the farm, but it's still much faster than in the real world. They'll mature in about a month."

"There's not much I can offer," Liu Ming said, rubbing his nose. "If you have electricity, I can get you a few starch synthesis machines. Weapons are plentiful, though I don't know if they'll even work."

Zhang Jingyuan thought for a moment and said to Liu Ming, "We do have electricity. Hurricane City relies on a few geothermal generators left over from the old era, which can supply electricity to most areas of the city. How much can your starch synthesis machines produce?"

"One machine can synthesize about two hundred kilograms of starch a day." Liu Ming gestured to show the size of the machine. "It's not a high-end product, but it's very stable. The raw materials only need carbon dioxide and water from the air, and it can keep running as long as there is enough electricity."

Zhang Jingyuan nodded. "As for weapons, ordinary firearms are useless against the fungal carpet. Bullets can penetrate the powdery substance like they're hitting sand. But we need to maintain order in the city. After the city lord fled, some people have already started looting the remaining food supplies. I need a batch of supplies to keep things under control."

Liu Ming laughed, "That's easy. We can have as many guns as you want. I'll also give you two sets of automatic defense turrets to set up at the city gate. They won't be very powerful, but they'll look intimidating. When ordinary people don't listen to us, having something with a light on facing them will be more effective than a verbal warning."

"Indeed." Zhang Jingyuan nodded. "Thank you both for your assistance." He then asked, "How much will it cost?"

Xu Che waved his hand, "It's just planting some grain, it won't take much effort."

"The weapons and fortifications are mine too, just a few sets of equipment, not worth much money."

"No." Zhang Jingyuan shook his head. "Your food and weapons don't just appear out of thin air. The amount you're entitled to is the amount you'll receive."

"It's all easy. You take care of your business first, and we'll settle the score later," Xu Che said.