After six years in the apocalypse, Xi Xi tragically died at the hands of her aunt's family. Unexpectedly, she was reborn on the day the apocalypse began. Just as she was preparing to leverage h...
"If we keep going back, won't our mileage keep decreasing?" Cheng Xu muttered to himself.
His thoughts were still on the "Competition," and because he had never won a prize in any event before, he couldn't help but have high expectations for this one.
The mileage for the event is clearly and strictly defined, and is based on the straight route taken by the vehicle in the due east direction from the start of the event.
In other words, the mileage will only increase if you travel due east. If you deviate from the direction or travel back and forth, the distance traveled will be reduced or will not be included in the mileage accumulation.
Cheng's father flicked his son on the forehead and scolded him harshly, "The person is almost dead! And you're still thinking about moving around!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Zhiqin glanced at Xi Xi with a sense of guilt.
No one expected this to happen. This morning, after getting up, she urged her daughter to draw some Yu Cui Xi Guang (a type of plant) in the planting pot.
Xi Xi had already squandered her chance to paint, otherwise she would surely have been able to produce something good by now.
Meanwhile, Xi Xi, who was deep in thought, was also deeply troubled by this matter.
She didn't mind staying in one place for another day, but she was worried about how to paint acid rain!
After racking her brains, Xi Xi finally drew a sketch in her notebook—rainwater represented "acid rain," cars represented "vehicles," and a skull with an X represented "corrosion resistance"...
“But, based on my previous experience, if we encounter an insurmountable obstacle, it means we must have missed something…” Li Jinshao pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, “Just like how a lack of clues can cause a game to get stuck.”
Xi Xi paused, her pen tip touching the paper. She looked up, a strong feeling welling up inside her—this line of thinking was absolutely correct!
She did not rush to untie the ropes binding the puppet, nor did she send everyone off to explore this unknown territory.
Instead, out of concern for safety, she decisively gave the order for the puppet manatees to move rapidly in a parallel direction, exploring this mysterious land together.
The manatee runs with lightning speed, as if it were born for speed. Before long, it had already run several laps around the area.
Whether it was Xi Xi's imagination or not, she always felt that the concentration of acid rain around her was increasing, but the number of mutated creatures was increasing instead of decreasing.
Watching the ever-changing scenery, she pondered for a moment, then commanded the puppet manatee, "Run as you see fit."
After all, the puppet manatee is essentially a manatee, and animals are often more sensitive to changes in the environment than humans.
Upon hearing Xi Xi's command, the manatee trembled slightly and then began to shake its head.
It seemed to be sensing something, and after a long while, it suddenly made up its mind and sped off to the right.
Xi Xi's guess was indeed correct. Following the manatee's spontaneous route, they sped along, and soon the scene before them left everyone speechless.
Not far away, a huge whale lies quietly on the sandy seabed, and a grand feast of life is about to begin.
Countless creatures converged from all directions like a tidal wave. They may not have been the first diners of this feast, but they joined this whale-sharing extravaganza without hesitation.
Various small fish and crustaceans swam and darted around the whale, beginning to nibble on the tissues that had already been partially broken down by microorganisms. Their mouths opened and closed, quickly breaking the whale's body down into smaller pieces.
The mutated creatures gathered, their colors dazzling and varied. Some shimmered with strange light, while others had bizarre limbs. Without exception, they all greedily sucked up the nutrients emanating from the whale, nourishing themselves in this cycle of life.
One whale falls, and all things come to life.
Even the puppet manatee, which had been moving forward, stopped and began to bury its head in its food.
Xi Xi then learned that puppets could also eat.
With mixed feelings, she led the group, each driving their own vehicle, slowly circling the massive whale carcass.