However, the vines that used to easily pierce through stone were horrified to find themselves seemingly crashing into an impenetrable wall.
It drilled so hard that juices were everywhere, but the hand wasn't even scratched.
It looked up at the owner of the hand, a dashing short-haired woman leaning against the window with a smile, one hand supporting her chin and the other holding it as she examined it.
The other passengers on the bus also rushed to the window, staring at it with curiosity, showing no sign of panic.
It was as if it were a monkey in a circus, performing some novel show.
The vine felt insulted.
It was still naive; what followed was even more insulting.
Its biggest target for this mission, the baby-faced doctor, surprisingly said something adorable:
"Sister Yaling, it has so many mushrooms and wild vegetables on it! Next time we have hot pot, can we add some vegetables? It's too greasy with all the meat."
The others' eyes lit up, and they all stared at it, swallowing hard.
vine:"……"
I fucking...
The vines, sensing something was wrong, tried to escape, but it was too late.
Once they're in Boss Qi's hands, how could they possibly escape?
With a gentle tug from the woman holding it, its long, headless body was pulled out of the ground, and the coiled parts of the vehicle fell off.
Then, the woman picked it up and shook it. Because it had eaten too many people and was so nutritious, the fungi and wild vegetables growing on its body fell off.
"Wow, so many mushrooms and wild vegetables! This is enough for several hot pot meals."
"You can also use it to make soup or cold dishes. Oh my god, it tastes absolutely amazing."
"I'll also eat it with guokui (a type of flatbread)."
After shaking it clean, a blue flame emerged from Qi An's palm and meandered along the vine's body.
Wherever the real fire passed, it left nothing but cleanliness, not even a trace of ashes.
No plant is immune to fire; no matter how much evolution occurs, innate instincts cannot be erased.
The mutated vine screamed and thrashed as it was burned by the real fire, its body twisting and writhing like a giant python, but it could not escape the terrifying flames.
A few minutes later, the view outside the window was spotless, as if the mutated vine had never appeared.
Aside from the holes and soil it dug out and the wild vegetables and mushrooms covering the ground.
Everyone jumped out of the car, happily carrying sacks to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms, leaving no one behind.
In the years following the apocalypse, everyone learned to cherish food.
The virtue of "Who knows the hardship behind every grain of rice on the plate?" which I had been reciting since childhood, was not taught to me, but after countless hungry meals, it was naturally engraved in my bones.
On the road ahead, he would encounter several waves of mutants or mutant plants and animals that wanted to kill Cheng Song every day.
Qi An's solution was to kill the mutants directly and steal their supplies.
The mutated animals are either obedient or disobedient; those that obey are recruited as underlings and marked, while those that disobey are sliced up and used in hot pot.
The mutated plants are divided into edible and inedible ones. Edible ones are put into sacks, while inedible ones are cremated on the spot.
Soon, sacks and dried meat filled half the carriage.
The team ate hot pot until they were stuffed every day, along with fruit and snacks, and felt that the journey could have been longer.
Qi An couldn't help but complain: "This isn't a PhD, this is Tang Sanzang! He wants a bite out of every demon and monster."
Speaking of Tang Sanzang, Ata thought of his idol and said wistfully, "Sigh, I wonder when I'll be able to transform into human form and go play with my Monkey King."
Fortunately, Cheng Song was more obedient than Tang Sanzang, doing whatever he was told and never acting recklessly, except that he loved to eat.
He eats more than anyone else in the squad despite his small frame; I wonder where all that food goes—probably all of it goes into his brain.
After spending a few days together, Qi An learned some things.
For example, there are no official institutions now, and humanity has gradually begun to band together from its initial state of disunity.
Xu Yaling: This country currently has three largest bases: the Red Star Base, which is stationed by the military; the Aotian Base, which is controlled by mutants; and the Tomorrow Base, which is a mixed bag.
Red Star Base has ample ammunition and the most soldiers, but it is not the strongest in terms of overall strength because it houses too many ordinary people, leading to a shortage of supplies.
The Aotian Base has the most mutants, where strength is paramount and moral constraints are virtually nonexistent. Ordinary people exist as slaves, yearning to become mutants.
This base is the strongest. The mutants don't need to eat, but they love to enjoy themselves. They rely on robbing for supplies, and a human life here is worth less than a bag of rice.
The mutants who were chasing Cheng Song were mostly from the Aotian Base.
The mutants and ordinary people make up roughly half of the population at Tomorrow Base. Most of them have families and stick together for mutual support while keeping to themselves.
They are the so-called "Buddhist humans." The mutants don't want to dominate, and the ordinary people don't want to mutate. They just want to live one day at a time in the apocalypse, protecting their families.
Tomorrow Base has the largest number of people, but the weakest in strength, and is frequently raided by Aotian Base.
Besides these three bases, there are many smaller bases and groups, and very few people are alone.
Xu Yaling's team was a small group, mostly composed of veterans, with Chen Wei being the only member they rescued along the way.
Those renowned scientists were placed under tight protection by the Red Sun Base when the apocalypse arrived.
At that time, Cheng Song was a young man who had just graduated from school and was doing scientific research in an unknown small laboratory, so he naturally did not have this honor.
But in the end, it was this greenhorn who made remarkable progress and attracted global attention.
Qi An once asked him out of curiosity, and that's when he learned that the reason this guy was able to succeed was entirely because he was an oddball.
In this era where artificial intelligence is ubiquitous, he doesn't even use a smartphone.
Other researchers rely on artificial intelligence to some extent, believing that machine analysis results are more accurate.
This guy wanted to do every step himself, avoiding machines whenever possible. Qi An asked him why.
This adorable-looking young man, whose smile was somewhat silly, narcissistically scratched his head:
"I genuinely believe that no amount of AI can possibly be as intelligent as the world's smartest brain. I don't trust them. What if they lead me astray?"
From a young age, he disliked those cold, impersonal machines and felt uneasy about fake concern.
Artificial intelligence has taken over all of humanity's mundane tasks, but he feels that people are becoming increasingly indifferent and numb, just like those robots, gradually losing their humanity.
Neighbors don't greet each other, and the family rarely cooks a meal together and then warmly enjoys the fruits of their labor.
Hungry, thirsty, hot, cold, or annoyed? Robots can solve all your problems, and family members have become roommates living under the same roof.
People are becoming increasingly devoid of ambition and vitality, as if they were pets carefully raised by artificial intelligence.
Sometimes he couldn't help but think about how terrible it would be if artificial intelligence went on strike one day.
Everyone laughed at him for worrying unnecessarily, saying that artificial intelligence could never go on strike.
But that day has finally come, and it has brought about the annihilation of humanity.
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